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[cosmicdreamt]

@accursedfortune​​ || Plotted Thread ~Second Date~

Finally! The day she was most looking forward to! Ever since they’d made plans for him to stay over for their official second date it was all she could think about. Her thoughts drift back to their first morning together, how excited she was to make him breakfast and how adorably domestic it all felt. It was embarrassing to say so soon, but she wanted more days like that with him.

Until now, all she was able to do was text him good morning, wish he has a good work day, and tell him good night. Was it a little bit extra for two people who were technically still in the testing phases of their relationship? Mayhaps. But the way she sees it is someone who spent most of their life alone (and their current life forbidden from dating) could use a little something cute every day. 

Finally her errands were complete and all she had to do was wait for him to tell her he was ready. The house was cleaned, dinner and dessert were made, and she freshened up a bit in preparation for his arrival. Now all that was left was to wait.

It was proving difficult. She was just way too excited to be able to see him again.

[Text] All ready on my end! Hope work wasn’t too much of a drag for you today! See you soon~ ♡

[eternasci]

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ 🔆┊      NEVER HAS HE FELT SO INVISIBLE, even when he traversed betwixt the realms of reality. To be walked by so nonchalantly, as if he'd been a figment of fiction, deeply lacerated his hurting heart. Ever so slightly does chin hover by shoulder, allowing a simple peripheral glance towards the back of a friend, before gold irises find themselves sandwiched in suspicion. Such an strange aura... both foreign to this plane and unfamiliar to his friend. That wouldn't do.

Nary a soul witnessing this sunny day would notice the shimmer of his irises, the rings of which emblazed a brilliant white light. Resolve stiffens his shoulders, straightening them from his disheartened slouch as pencil heels strike the ground in a dedicated stride. Quickly, he breaches their distance, hurrying to stand before Makoto   ( or so he believed them to be him )   with a bemused leftward list of his head.

❝ Hon? ❞   The utterance is but a whisper on a breeze, Lucien's eyebrows arched downwards in his confusion. As amicable he sounds, with a smile that oft meets his eyes, there is a steady surge of radiance emanating from his person—just as unworldly as the foreign energy he faintly felt from his friend. He'd think little of it, but his companion may not.   ❝ You... acted like you didn't see me. I know it's been some time, but surely you've not forgotten me so soon! ❞  

﹙ @accursedfortune ⎯⎯ 🌼 ﹚

[lionfanged]

when atticus had visualized the much anticipated chairman of the seo group, he had expected someone... older. knowing how long-standing the organization was, within his mind’s eye sat an individual wise and aged, surely set deep in their ways with a steep generational and cultural difference that he would have to navigate carefully. knowing japanese from his mother (may her soul be burning in hell) and some bits and pieces of his heritage was a great boon, but never entirely enough when treading the thin ice of foreign business partners and rivals alike. to perform a waltz across fragile eggshells, incapable of breaking a single one, had taken years to refine, and when stepping into the coffee shop he had suggested for their meeting, atticus anticipated having to pull out every bit of that knowledge here and now.

to find a much younger person, not too far off in age by his guesstimate, simultaneously took him off guard, and made him that much more wary. relaxing would only be a mistake, and granted he’d long since had eyes on japan in the expansion of his business, it would not be wise to tread on the toes of someone who could seek to see him sink before he could even begin to swim on account of age.

however, nursing his near-black cup of coffee, atticus could not find himself looking at seo norinaga with any sense of intimidation. a lean, fit young man, the most profound thing regarding his appearance were his sharp, red eyes, brought out vividly by the pitch black of his hair, though hardly was that enough to have atticus quaking in his boots, and even then, the mind was the sharpest weapon that either could bear in their respective fields. a good-looking outer image could get one far in some respects, but not all.

‘ i appreciate your accepting of my invitation today. ‘ a rather impromptu invitation, if he did say so himself--he had found out chairman seo was arriving in the states rather last minute, and immediately fixated on the opportunity presented within it. the hospitality and medical industries were not often thought of together, but in the wake of luxury editions to hospital wings and the pampering of celebrities seeking cosmetic surgeries to enhance or immortalize their beauty, they were becoming far more intertwined than any could have anticipated, and atticus knew he had to get his foot in the door. saving lives was good for the soul, but not for the wallet--and as king enterprises expanded and grew, so too must its avenues for profit.

eyes set upon markets outside of home, fostering positive relationships with these future rivals would do well to save him time before they were at one another’s throats. or, so he hoped.

‘ i hope our city has been kind to you thus far. ‘

@accursedfortune​

[sublunary-supernatural]

@cosmicstardreamer

Balder in the background at Neff as she talking with @accursedfortune

"Oh. I guess I'm getting wine cause I SEE."

The Nightmare, now forever having bragging rights.

[cosmicdreamt]

" i just need someone to hold me. someone to tell me everything's going to be okay... "

Cracks in the armor || @accursedfortune

“Then allow me.”

No time was wasted as Neff pulls him into her, resting him against the crook of her neck and stroking his hair. She hopes her embrace will be enough to soothe him, at least for the moment. She can’t undo hundreds of years worth of pain and suffering, that she’s well aware of, but she can at least make this singular lifetime different. Worthwhile.

“I can’t promise you that things will be perfect, but i CAN promise you that things will be okay. You’re not alone anymore, you don’t have to suffer the way you have for so long. I’m here. I’m with you, and I’ll stay with you for as long as it takes. We’ve already gotten this far together, you know? I know what’s at risk with this relationship - ALL aspects of it - and I can promise you I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.”

A kiss is pressed to his temple, hugging him closer to her. How? How was she so lucky? And how did the universe decide someone like him wasn’t worthy enough to be at peace? It wasn’t fair. No matter how much she already knew this she was just reminded again and again that so many things didn’t make sense.

“Even if it’s just a day, an hour, a minute, a second...no matter how short or how long, I want to make you smile. I want to make you happy. You didn’t deserve the hell you’ve went through, and if I can give you the smallest happy memory through all those years of pain and suffering then I know I’ve done SOMETHING enough for you. So....let me find a way to change your fate. The world has too many branches for your destiny to be forever cursed. No matter what happens, things will be okay.”

[cosmicdreamt]

What Color Is Your Love Language

Mulberry

Key words: romance, slow-burning, devotion. 

The love of yearning, of candlelit nights spend staring longingly at your lover's hands or of cramping your own with the effort of writing the perfect love letter, yours is the love that transcends time, expectations, and patience. When you're in love with somebody, you give them your whole heart. An extremely loyal, thoughtful, and introspective person, your ideal date may involve simply opening a bottle of wine and revelling in the company of your favourite person. Voted most likely to fall in love with somebody who your soul remembers from a past life - if you believe in that sort of thing. 

Best matched with: Mulberry, Peacock, Scarlet

tagged by @accursedfortune (blows you a smooch) tagging @dis--parity @floriogrxphy @atendersun @tximidity @bloodcraved @bloodtinged @averageimic​ and whoever else sees this and would like to do it uwu

[eternasci]

What color is your love language ?

PEACOCK: gifts, doting, devotion.

A crazy love that makes you want to tell every stranger you meet about it! Your love is wild and extravagant. You feel most loved when you're being showered in the attention of choice. You're a unique person, and you deserve to feel that way by the people you adore! You show your love by making the recipient feel as if they are the most treasured person in your life.

BEST MATCHED WITH: peacock, mulberry, scarlet.

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[eternasci]

what ethereal vibe do you give off ?

angel.

(   all eyes are always fixed on you every time you enter a room. no matter what colour your wings are, you embody that colourful aura and everyone is drawn to you. you may not be one for too many words, but your eyes convey many feelings with just one look. be a little obsessed with yourself, I promise you it's ok.   )

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[cosmicdreamt]

My muse in a dating service

“......what does this even MEAN? Are you disappointed? Are you surprised? Is this good or bad? Work with me here.”

This is just @accursedfortune

tagged by @yokaiix​

tagging: steal it. y’all know the drill

[eternasci]

REPOST, DON’T REBLOG bold for often, italic for somewhat

𝗧𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛 𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 .

bruised knuckles. bloody noses. eye-rolling. empty bottles. messy hair. sarcasm. lip-biting. unwashed jeans. coffee breath. loud music. broken neon signs. chipped nail polish. leather jackets. always wearing headphones. swearing. sneaking out at 3 am. dark lipstick. frown creases. burning cigarettes. plaid shirts. under eye circles. dark colors. flipping someone off. emotional detachment. wolves. death glares. getting into fist fights. not caring who they piss off. motorcycles. not giving a fuck. smashing shit. making a jerking off motion with your hand whenever someone with authority speaks. ripped fishnets. combat boots. throwing a kid’s toy and telling them to go fetch as if they were a dog. feeling lonely even in a huge crowd. band-aids. black eyes. believing that the world is full of pricks. getting even.

𝗦𝗢𝗙𝗧 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘 .

honey tea. flower crowns. giggling. blowing kisses. dancing without worries. white lace. soft textures. fluffy throw pillows. using too many heart emojis. empathy. constant daydreaming. handwritten letters. fairy lights. bullet journals. designated driver. warm hugs. garden picnics. quiet. smile lines. optimism. flowy clothes. pastel colors. falling in love often and easily. puppies. bright eyes. nursing someone back to health. lullabies. being sensitive towards the feelings of others. overalls. sundresses. blowing bubbles. licking the icing off on cupcakes. baking a cake for someone’s birthday. cuddles. pillow forts. spoon-feeding someone. silk robes. tiaras. cooing at a baby. believing that there is true goodness in the world. forgiving someone who has hurt you and letting go of the past.

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[eternasci]

LET  ME  ASSIGN  YOU  A  CELESTIAL  BODY.

venus.

loving and being loved fills you with purpose. a true believer in innate kindness, you bring peace and joy to those who are cared for by you. you wish to hold the entire world in your hands — give warmth and compassion to those who do not normally experience it. your heart is full of tenderness, and you seek the good in everything and everyone. just dont let others take advantage of your generous nature. although you may think you're plain and nothing special, and you may feel lonely, you are one of a kind. even though people may not recognize your value now, you will find those who truly appreciate your presence. your ability to love is your greatest gift. love truthfully, passionately, and don't ever forget to extend that same love towards yourself.

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[cosmicdreamt]

What are you the god of?

patron of promises

they call you naive: of all the things to be the patron of, you have tackled the most mercurial of things. promises can easily be reduced to empty words, the precursor to brokenness, and truly, you have seen so many end in such a way. but you have also seen promises be kept, whether expected to or not. in a way, the gamble of it all charms you the most. think of professions and vows screamed in guttural voices, of saying sweet things laced with uncertainty, of beautiful edifices built on unstable land, completely at the mercy of the quaking, crumbling earth. you are the god of the hopeful, of those struggling to find the good in their blackening hearts. the god of uncertain things, of saccharine words said with pure conviction. a refuge for defiant souls, shelter for those who make poor choices but have good intentions. god of oaths both broken and kept, god of sleeping early so that the new day can sooner begin, god of wonder. you string together the words filled with assurance and rain down belief, on both the promiser and the promised. the bringer of hope, however frayed and frail it may be.

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tagging: yoink it!

[cosmicdreamt]

She is STILL thinking about being called ‘Neffles’.

Literally not anything she’d ever think she’d enjoy being called and yet...

It makes her so stupidly happy just cause it’s from him.

@accursedfortune​

[cygnimonos]

What fanfic trope are you?

slowburn

life is terrifying, and you secretly adore it. you love to watch the sky at sunset or sunrise because it’s easier to breath when the colors are shifting. you’ve been through some shit and u don’t really like talking about it so you bury your head in 120k fics and pretend like nothings wrong. distractions are the key to your existence, but you can’t help but wish you were doing more. you’re also probably in love with your best friend and that might be what you’re avoiding.

Tagged by: @silvcrreaper​ Tagging: @xarakaas, @accursedfortune, @empiia, @jadethornguild (Dalton), @wolfofwinchester, @creepiitus (if I have to suffer so must all of you uwu)

[lionfanged]

@accursedfortune idk why you deleted but hope you’re okay! D:

[cosmicdreamt]

Arms slipping around her waist from behind, Tsurya presents a square gray box in one hand. He knows of her reluctance toward extravagant gestures, so he didn’t buy the most expensive piece at the jeweler's. Just the third or fourth. Inside is a fourteen karat rose gold necklace with a miniature moon crescent pendant. Five fuchsia and magenta sapphires form the crescent’s shape. “Happy belated Valentine’s Day,” he says, lips pressing to her cheek. “I apologize; I was caught up in work. Like it?"

She’s already suspicious the instant he hands her the box, eyes squinting at him and lips pursed that contradict the energy of her leaning into his embrace. A gift? From the man who claimed he was ready and willing to use his black card on her? Would she have to brace herself while opening this?

Slowly does she open it, and for some reason on instant does she close it back up to thwack his side with it. Was it really a smart idea to hit him with someone so expensive? Not really. But it was instinctual and unavoidable.

“I love it.” She explains despite her actions. “It’s pretty and def more my style. Simple enough. However I still know this cost quite a bit of money so you’re not completely off the hook.”

All the same does she smile, holding the box to her chest to reach up and return the kiss to his cheek.

“Thank you. But I hope you know, I’m only wearing this when you take me out. I’m too afraid to wear it casually. So....I guess consider that my way of agreeing to go out to dinner with you. I’ll allow that to be your way of making the day up to me, okay?~”