#* ✦ 𝐈𝐗. ❮ queue ❯ ⸻ ❝

[gemkun]

@dreadmorgue ♡'d for a lyric starter

  ❝   we   temper   our   words   'cause   we're   scared   of   the   truth   ,   humming   tunes   that   we   can't   get   through.   ❞

[gemkun]

      ⸻       ah   ,   this   child   is   as   confused   as   the   rest   of   the   hunting   dogs.   though   ,   tecchou   cannot   compare   the   youth   to   his   team.   for   it’s   self   —   explanatory   ;   the   gap   is   far   too   large   and   any   confounding   factors   involved   in   the   process   of   observation   ,   should   be   explained   without   so   much   as   a   thought   to   the   kid.

  levelling   his   gaze   with   new   company   ,   narrowed   eyes   soften.   ❝   these   ants   are   model   subjects   for   understanding   loyalty.   to   achieve   victory   ,   teamwork   can   be   the   greatest   asset   in   the   face   of   adversity.   ❞   gazing   into   stars   ,   there   is   no   indication   upon   his   disposition   ,   that   the   little   one   might   have   some   difficulty   understanding   certain   terms.

  dense   and   daft   ,   tecchou   can   be   at   times.

  ❝   that   is   why   i   observe   them.   ❞   casting   eyes   back   to   the   miniscule   line   marching   along   ,   he   returns   to   intense   studying.   ❝   there   is   a   stringent   system   that   ensures   unrivalled   order   among   these   creatures.   without   it   ,   chaos   would   befall   them   and   extinction   would   be   next.   ❞   he   scrutinises   particularly   over   one   soldier   ,   bearing   a   berry   twice   its   size.   ❝   if   we   could   harness   their   perfect   synchrony   .   .   .   the   feats   we   could   accomplish   would   be   monumental.   ❞

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅'𝒔 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔ㅤ—ㅤfalling quiet as their starry eyes fell upon the small insects trailing upon the pavement. A mundane sight; something that anyone could easily encounter on a normal day. Yet there was a certain intrigue to it; at least the ODDLY DRESSED man thought so. And now, they too have been caught up in watching the ants march onward.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤStaring at those little ants was almost mind - numbing; especially for such a long period of time. And yet, somehow it makes them wonderㅤ—ㅤjust WHAT were those ants doing ? Where were they going ? All they knew was that the tiny little moving dots of living creatures certainly had more freedom than they did.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤSlowly, their sights turn back to their companion and they speak. Though, they still make sure to keep their voice lowㅤ—ㅤjust as a courtesy to the ants. They MUSN'T allow their voice to disturb the ants after all.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤSoㅤ—ㅤWHY are we watching the ants ?ㅤ❜

[ltgallus]

TAG DROP.

[gemkun]

@ninebow said : 💃 kaveh. now. 🥺🥺 ( to   slow   dance   with   my   muse. ) ↬ — LOVE IS IN THE AIR!

      ⸻       bathed   under   the   veiled   glow   of   the   zubayr   theatre   ,   a   scholar   and   a   general   await   the   tune   selected   by   sumeru’s   water   lily.   somewhere   along   the   way   ,   kaveh   had   let   slip   the   desire   to   dance   upon   the   same   stage   nilou   was   star   to   and   it   appears   the   only   available   participant   in   the   nearest   vicinity   was   none   other   than   cyno.   since   nilou   was   conveniently   occupied   in   other   matters   that   very   day.

  yet   ,   the   architect   invites   his   good   friend   with   a   beckon.   ❝   nilou   has   been   so   generous   to   offer   her   stage   to   us   for   a   day   ,   let’s   not   waste   it.   ❞   an   arm   slinks   around   his   waist   then   ,   securing   their   shared   agreement.   and   once   the   music   trills   ,   fingers   intertwine   ,   leading   to   their   first   step   forth   with   the   beat   of   the   melody.

  visually   ,   its   strike   is   a   contrast   to   the   theatre   company   and   their   signature   dance   ,   but   nevertheless   the   motion   and   sway   alongside   light   steps   that   seem   to   float   ,   elicits   the   very   same   sensation   the   dance   of   the   lotus   enkindles   the   people   of   sumeru   with.

  but   their   audience   is   no   more   than   the   whisper   of   the   wind   and   the   rustle   of   distant   leaves.

  a   gentle   smile   adorns   the   light   of   the   kshahrewar   ,   present   to   the   leader   of   the   matra   as   he   dips   him   with   taught   finesse   (   he’ll   have   to   thank   nilou   for   the   demonstration   later   ).   ❝   never   in   my   life   did   i   expect   the   general   mahamatra   would   be   an   excellent   dancer.   ❞   though   ,   when   it   comes   to   capering   and   cavorting   ,   there’s   only   so   many   individuals   kaveh   could   compare   their   routine   with.

[gemkun]

      ⸻       mm   ,   some   give   and   take   ,   hm   ?   it’s   not   a   large   request   in   the   slightest   ,   if   anything   it   would   be   only   fair   for   dazai   to   offer   a   piece   of   information   equal   to   the   relinquished   secret.   but   that   all   rests   on   the   beholder   and   what   he   might   perceive   as   significant.

  unfortunately   ,   his   ability   does   not   extend   to   providing   poe   with   ranpo   —   san’s   approval.   even   with   certainty   that   the   supply   of   this   rarity   would   unlock   even   pandora’s   box   if   the   sleuth   were   to   possess   the   cursed   trinket.

  ❝   interesting.   very   interesting.   ❞   luckily   ,   this   isn’t   a   bargain   with   the   devil   (   though   many   some   would   beg   to   differ   )   ,   and   despite   raising   the   stakes   ,   they   aren’t   fatalistic.   in   fact   ,   this   could   be   viewed   as   an   unconventional   approach   to   conversation.   for   what   exchanges   are   memorable   if   there   is   no   challenge   or   setback   to   overcome.   ❝   shall   we   play   a   game   then   ?   ❞   legs   kick   idly   once   more   ,   with   the   prospect   of   a   rare   stroke   of   amusement.

  but   what   ?   oh   ,   there   were   so   many   to   choose   from   !   two   heads   were   better   than   one   though   ,   and   wouldn’t   it   be   only   right   to   extend   an   invitation   for   the   novelist   to   join   in   on   the   selection   process   ?   ❝   it   would   be   so   boring   of   us   to   engage   in   the   standard   routine   of   trading   one   secret   for   another.   i'm   already   shuddering   at   the   idea   !   which   is   why   a   game   would   be   perfect   for   our   great   minds   ,   no   ?   but   what   to   play   .   .   .   what   to   play   .   .   .   ❞   humming   ,   his   thought   process   reverberates   in   the   secluded   space   belonging   to   the   investigator.

  rolling   ,   tresses   spring   as   his   head   sweeps   over   his   shoulder   ,   creasing   bandages.   ❝   do   you   have   any   ideas   ?   ❞

A faint glow of pride washes over Edgar upon hearing his applauding remark. It is but a confirmation of what he's known all along, of course--but to hear others speak positively of his genius never hurts. Yet still, he understands in the context of Dazai, it is in service of something. A rope, tied thickly around his waist to yank his frame into murky depths.

"I am the protector, hm?" He cannot help the amusement in his tone as he considers this, expression twisted in ironic mirth. Oh, how he knows the horrible truths of this world, how they're enough to leave the common man aghast should he dwell on them for too long. "I suppose in a sense, that is true. I hold many realizations about the world that I keep locked away in my chest..."

But to recite them to you would be a moot point, is what goes unsaid. Edgar is his own torrent, able to recognize another when he sees it: two cyclones in a stormy sea, dancing around their common center. A perfect Fujiwhara effect.

A noncommital hum is what he offers in return, leaning back to cross one leg over the other. Once more, the questions cut at his flesh; once more, he resists. "Perhaps. Far be it from me to offer the most intimate corners of my mind to someone so eagerly attempting to dig in without offering recompense."

[gemkun]

@halchron said : 🍪 ryuji or yusuke @ akira :) ( to   bake   cookies   with   my   muse. ) ↬ — LOVE IS IN THE AIR!

      ⸻       when   ryuji   had   pitched   an   alternative   to   the   typical   valentine's   programme   ,   akira   had   no   quarrels.   but   currently   ,   as   he   eyes   his   best   friend   salivating   over   the   cookie   dough   ,   he   fears   their   hangout   might   fall   flat.   then   again   ,   it   wouldn’t   be   the   end   of   the   world   if   they   needed   to   return   to   the   convenience   store   for   another   roll.

  still   ,   akira   finds   it   in   himself   to   swipe   the   opened   cylinder   away   from   the   image   of   hunger.   ❝   maybe   i   should   take   care   of   shaping   the   dough   ,   yeah   ?   we   don’t   want   you   eating   the   entire   batch   before   they’ve   managed   to   reach   the   oven.   ❞   obviously   ,   it’s   sung   in   a   playful   manner   ,   but   behind   each   syllable   lurks   a   little   trickle   of   honesty.   cause   hey   ,   no   one   would   be   surprised   if   sakamoto   ryuji   ate   the   lot   of   cookie   dough.

  he's   pretty   sure   yusuke   had   light   –   heartedly   thrown   the   hypothetical   at   some   point   during   one   of   the   phantom   thieves’   gatherings.     

  pressing   the   small   sphere   in   cupped   hands   ,   the   process   of   moulding   dough   begins.   and   to   no   surprise   ,   they’ve   been   assigned   with   a   difficult   design   ;   the   phantom   thieves’   logo.   ❝   why   couldn’t   we   have   made   hearts   .   .   .   isn’t   it   valentine's   day   ?   ❞   his   cry   is   all   for   naught   once   his   vision   lands   on   ryuji’s   visage   ,   exuding   determination.   akira   can   do   nothing   more   than   hang   his   head   sullenly   and   sigh.   there's   no   escaping   this   dreaded   fate   of   transforming   clumps   of   dough   into   a   masterpiece   akin   to   yusuke’s   art.

  ❝   okay   ,   as   long   as   they   taste   good   it   shouldn’t   matter.   but   don’t   judge   me   if   these   suck   !   ❞

[gemkun]

@memoryextrction ♡'d for a lyric starter

  ❝   hands   of   time   will   wring   my   neck.   every   little   moment   spells   regret.   ❞

[gemkun]

@erabundus ♡'d for a lyric starter

  ❝   ⸻   everyone   will   make   mistakes   (   and   i   know   i   have   ).   without   the   sour   the   sweet   wouldn't   taste.   ❞

[gemkun]

@theircurse ♡'d for a lyric starter

  ❝   you're   a   regular   decorated   emergency.   the   bruises   and   contusions   will   remind   me   what   you   did   when   you   wake.   ❞

[gemkun]

@kazekamis ♡'d for a lyric starter

  ❝   am   i   the   good   guy   ?   am   i   the   villain   ?   i   go   back   and   forth   ,   chameleon.   ❞

[gemkun]

@voyage-inferno ♡'d for a lyric starter 

 ❝   so   ,   listen   up   you   kid   and   hear   what   i   say.   don't   listen   to   your   brain   and   follow   your   dreams.   ❞

[gemkun]

@nonhumen ♡'d for a lyric starter

  ❝   ⸻   have   you   got   your   shinigami   eyes   on   ?   ❞

[gemkun]

@ninebow said : 🍷 pants to zl ( to   go   wine   tasting   with   my   muse. ) ↬ — LOVE IS IN THE AIR!

      ⸻       from   yanshang   teahouse   in   liyue   harbour   to   qiaoying   village   in   chenyu   vale   ,   zhongli   casts   interest   to   the   allotment   of   luxurious   glasses   set   before   himself   and   an   unexpected   inviter.   wine   is   not   unlike   tea.   both   are   beverages   carefully   curated   ,   where   wine   is   extracted   from   an   assortment   of   sources   ;   the   crush   of   grapes   ,   the   cut   of   plum   and   the   press   of   a   myriad   of   other   fruits.   whereas   tea   is   similarly   harvested   from   crops   ,   processed   and   steeped   to   produce   differing   strengths   in   flavour.   but   fermentation   of   vitis   vinifera   is   what   results   in   the   distinctive   trait   from   the   latter.   and   thus   ,   alcohol   swirls   along   the   rim   as   amber   eyes   devour   its   rich   colour.

  once   the   liquor   slides   down   ,   he   begins   to   critique   the   quality   and   character   of   the   variety.   ❝   this   flavour   .   .   .   is   subtle.   initially   tasting   bitter   before   it   is   neatly   cleansed   by   a   pleasantly   ,   sweet   wave   ,   creating   a   harmonious   symphony   for   the   palate.   i   fear   i   may   grow   accustomed   to   it   if   i   were   to   indulge   in   another   sip.   ❞   soundlessly   ,   hilt   meets   the   surface   of   the   table.   and   in   quick   succession   ,   the   consultant   motions   to   the   next   of   plenty.

  this   time   ,   he   offers   the   floor   to   the   harbinger   ,   intrigued   as   to   his   verdict.   curious   as   to   whether   his   sentence   would   retain   honesty   or   perhaps   cloud   the   negative   to   ensure   their   course   would   find   no   disruptions   or   a   clash   of   opinions.   ❝   what   do   you   make   of   this   one   ?   if   we   envisioned   a   scale   ,   would   you   place   it   higher   or   lower   than   the   first   glass   we   partook   in   ?   ❞

[gemkun]

@danhang said : ❤️ / from ann to akira! ( to   give   my   muse   a   box   of   chocolates. ) ↬ — LOVE IS IN THE AIR!

      ⸻       takamaki   ann   stands   in   front   of   kurusu   akira   ,   with   a   promising   smile   and   a   heart   bared   on   her   sleeve.   quite   literally   ,   with   the   box   settled   in   proffered   palms.   akira   had   been   warned   of   this   –   morgana   had   nagged   him   about   purchasing   something   for   lady   ann   –   but   in   all   his   time   attempting   to   dig   out   a   gift   he   deemed   satisfactory   for   his   close   friend   ,   he   had   scraped   up   virtually   nothing.   guilt   is   practically   worn   over   him   ,   blanketing   his   casual   fit   as   he   receives   the   box   of   goodies.   ❝   oh   ann   .   .   .   you   shouldn’t   have.   ❞   touched   ,   does   akira   feel   ,   but   the   lingering   sense   of   shame   drills   into   his   conscience.

  an   idea   sprouts   in   mind   then   ,   reverting   the   previously   distraught   back   to   one   brimming   with   determination   ,   motivated   to   obtain   the   perfect   valentine’s   present.   ❝   i   know   you   were   the   one   who   messaged   to   meet   up   ,   but   i've   also   got   plans   for   us   if   you’re   free   today.   i   understand   how   busy   you   can   be   ,   so   if   not   ,   we   can   always   do   it   another   time.   ❞   either   way   ,   that   gives   him   room   to   scout   out   harajuku   with   or   without   ann.   however,   having   her   around   would   definitely   be   preferred.   from   what   he   could   tell   ,   it   would   surely   improve   the   conundrum   akira   intends   to   resolve.

  ❝   unless   you   had   something   in   mind   already   ?   ❞   as   the   two   discuss   ,   the   lid   of   the   treats   is   popped   off   and   eyes   scan   across   the   variety   of   delights.   it   astounds   him   how   something   as   simple   as   chocolate   can   become   so   extravagant   under   the   study   of   detailed   eyes.   ❝   these   look   so   good   .   .   .   but   i   can’t   finish   them   all   and   boss   wouldn’t   want   any   either.   ❞   carefully   ,   he   offers   the   collection   to   the   one   who   deserves   a   chocolatier’s   entire   stash.   ❝   how   ‘bout   we   share   it   ?   even   better   ,   you   can   have   first   pick   and   i   promise   not   to   complain   if   it’s   the   same   as   mine.   ❞

  besides   ,   that   would   make   his   next   purchase   of   treats   for   ann   easier   if   they   were.

[gemkun]

@ephemyrals said : 🍫 aventurine for veritas ( to   feed   my   muse   chocolates. ) ↬ — LOVE IS IN THE AIR!

      ⸻       earlier   ,   veritas   would   have   ridiculed   the   idea   that   aventurine   had   pitched   with   overt   enthusiasm   ,   but   from   where   he   resides   now   ,   that   preconception   showcases   anything   but   ridicule.   ❝   i   never   saw   the   appeal   of   chocolate   –   dipped   strawberries   until   now.   they’re   surprisingly   quite   flavoursome.   interesting.   ❞   and   as   if   to   emphasise   the   findings   of   his   new   discovery,   lips   purse   around   fruit   sweetened   further   by   the   plunge   of   cacao.

  luck   seems   to   adore   the   avgin   (   notorious   for   this   strategist   )   as   he   evades   the   incoming   bite   ,   safely   escaping   with   his   fingers   intact.   but   were   the   doctor   to   break   skin   ,   there   would   be   several   ways   to   patch   up   the   wound   at   his   disposal.   the   ripeness   of   this   valentine’s   charade   was   solely   to   blame.   and   who   had   orchestrated   this   assembly   in   the   first   place   ?

  precisely.     

  ❝   what   other   frivolous   treats   have   you   brought   ?   i   can   only   sample   a   select   few   if   i'm   to   maintain   my   physicality.   ❞   a   half   –   truth.   for   if   veritas   required   to   increase   his   regimen   ,   there   would   be   no   great   peril   besides   inconvenience.   especially   when   the   occasion   would   last   a   single   day.

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@oneireth said : 🍬 caelus @ dan heng, and it's those cute little candies kids each other ( he got them in belobog lol ) ↬ — LOVE IS IN THE AIR!

      ⸻       the   crinkle   of   wrapping   paper   sounds   out   from   cupped   palms   ,   gesturing   to   the   gift   awaiting   its   recipient.   ocean   tides   manoeuvre   ,   glancing   to   the   treat   caelus   hands   to   dan   heng.   from   this   angle   ,   the   light   reflects   off   the   alloy   ,   causing   it   to   shimmer   in   a   way   that   mesmerises.   short   –   lived   is   the   radiance   ,   as   a   hand   travels   to   collect   the   candy.   ❝   thank   you   ,   caelus.   ❞   carefully   ,   the   nameless   begins   to   untwist   the   ends   of   aluminium   ,   excavating   the   delight   tucked   inside.

  eyes   land   on   the   sugary   confection   and   with   a   flit   to   the   trailblazer   indicating   appreciation   ,   he   partakes   in   the   present.   a   pleased   hum   reverberates   once   the   flavours   distribute   across   his   palette   ,   igniting   tastebuds   with   succulence.   the   act   alone   was   enough   to   warm   ,   but   he   cannot   deny   the   poignant   sweetness   that   fills   him   with   a   certain   joy.   and   although   it   might   have   been   their   first   valentine’s   ,   preparation   was   not   foreign   to   the   archivist.   ❝   i   have   a   gift   for   you   as   well   ,   but   it   is   back   on   the   express.   i   wouldn’t   want   to   cut   our   trip   short   when   there   is   still   so   much   to   see.   ❞

  this   celebratory   day   ,   should   be   spent   thoughtfully   ,   and   without   worrying   whether   there   was   enough   time   or   sights   to   see.   it   was   a   miracle   that   they’d   managed   to   arrange   for   this   day   off   ,   and   with   a   lack   of   incidents   for   that   matter.

  ❝   where   would   you   like   to   go   next   ?   ❞   a   proverbial   hand   outstretches   in   verbal   form   ,   eager   to   arrive   at   their   next   destination   that   awaits   the   pair.