#bclasaeg

[nvrcmplt]

not meant 2 be

[lured-into-wonderland]

"Merry Christmas my fair lady. My time with you has been short, but I hope you think I'm not too forward in getting you a gift... I saw this rose pendant in the window and couldn't help but think of you." Cheng Zhi leaned a little forward. "Think of it as a gift to represent our friendship."

Nunnally knows she should refuse. She shouldn’t accept such a personal gifts. It’s neither flowers, nor sweets, nor music sheets. Presents like that should be reserved for the members of the family; not even friends. These are the rules that a princess should follow (but also wants to escape); these are the rules that make her lonely. And she doesn’t want a life like that.

( “A friend…” ) – she thinks – ( “Does he really consider her a friend? Despite how badly she treated him before?” ) – Nunnally smiles: --

“Merry Christmas to you, too. It’s the most beautiful present I have ever received…” – she is not lying; she has never been given anything that personal. Nunnally lifts her hair up to allow him to put the pedant on her – “Would you mind…?” – she asks clearly suggesting what he is expected to do. She could perhaps do it herself, but for whatever reason the princess wants her bodyguard to be the one to put it on. Perhaps to feel his fingers on her neck. What a shameful wish! But would he honour her request?

But then faint pink creeps on her cheek. No, not because Cheng might actually do it, but because Nunnally realizes she has no personal present for him. She turns around and smiles; it’s a bit awkward, embarrassing smile. Perhaps because she isn’t sure about what she intends to do. Nunnally takes a step towards her companion.

“I also have a small gift for you. It’s nothing…much… So, I hope you’ll not be disappointed…” – she knows he will; after all he’ll know she hasn’t really prepared anything. She stands on her toes and places a small, quick kiss on his cheek.

“Happy holiday season…” – she says it again; as if to cover her real feelings – “…I…I’d appreciate if you could help me with my rose pendant...” - Nunnally still wants Cheng to put on this piece if jewelery.

“Cheng…” – her blue eyes now lock on him – “Thank you…”

“You’re really a precious friend…of mine…”

@bclasaeg

[grievedifferent]

Ueda is unfortunately terrible with gifts. He fretted over it online for ages onto to come to the conclusion as long as it was from the heart, that was all it matters.

Curry roux cubes, the box done up with a bow, complete with a handmade card, he presents it forward.

"Nana-neechan... Merry Christmas..."

like an older sister, everything ueda does both impress nana and makes her proud. she takes the box and card, opening the latter first before the former. she smiles as she reads it, looking at him lovingly, before opening her gift. how practical! she leans forward to embrace him, holding his head beneath her chin for a moment before she kisses the top of it. what a good boy.

❝ you didn't think i'd forget about you, did you? ❞ she takes a moment to excuse herself, going to fetch a bag with stuffing paper sticking out that she hands to him. when revealed, it's an oversized sweater of his favorite color. it's thick, soft, and loose at the collar so that he won't feel constrained. ❝ you always underdress for the weather, ❞ she complains in that motherly tone of hers, ❝ so i figured this way i could ensure you'd stay warm this winter. we still have a long way to go before spring, you know? you don't want to freeze before we can see the cherry blossoms, do you?? ❞ // * @bclasaeg !!

[devourmist]

< @bclasaeg from here | moved to beta. >

not often was noah unsettled by other people, but most hadn't remained this eerily silent for as long as they were within his presence. they either screamed out of fear, for help, or they were very quick to react to his taunts or otherwise rude comments.

this, paired with the otherworldy ( as he'd describe it ) tenderness to the man's touch was something that had the akhlut on edge. not afraid, no, but certainly put off by the other. enough that this time, he hadn't even vocally protested against the hand in his hair— and then it was too late.

his forehead had met the hard porcelain of the bathtub, effectivelly shattering that tenderness he'd just experienced, and served as a bitter reminder to never let his guard down again. temporarily dazed, he let out a soft fuck in complaint, blood already dripping down the bridge of his nose, before his head was smacked against the tub one more time.

were he mortal he would have liked been knocked out cold by the consecutive impacts, but as it were, they had only left him with a severe headache and a dizzy look; vision going blurry as he was forced to look up at his captor with the back of his head pushed back against the wall, breathing heavy.

[kisumitenderly]

“Kisumi-san, I heard today is a special day. Is that why our popular Korean caretaker is late today?” Kae smiled.

Kisumi knew that today was Nikki's birthday.

The guy that always puts things before himself even has his birthday overshadowed by a major holiday. He had been excited having picked something out for him but he wasn’t sure how Nikki felt about his birthday. Probably the kind of guy that didn’t want to draw the attention to himself.

“Yes Kae, it’s a very special day. It’s why I’m not worried. Maybe he’s doing something for himself for once.” Kae’s prying wasn’t anything unusual. He knew her words were laced with a little bit of a tease. It had him double guessing his gift. Would it be too obvious, or would he simply hate it. Maybe Kae could do the heavy lifting for him.

[lordspreyer]

“This is my dog!” He gestures towards the black and white border collie that was choosing to roll around in the grass rather than greet the woman ( @bclasaeg 's Yang ) before them.  “Wilson, manners! Say ‘hello’, young man!” Wilson the dog ignores.

[uzchis]

"Suengri-sensei."

It's genuinely frustrating how he can hear the teasing lilt in Kura's voice and yet still find it endearingly pleasant. He resists retorting in a similar manner because talking back and forth with Kura can be addictive and sometimes distracting.

"Kura. This is practically the center of Konoha. How did you even get in here?"

[blaecdog]

people  i'd  like  to  get  to  know  better  !

alias  /  name:  cero  or  nox birthday:   september  16th zodiac  sign:  virgo  babyyy height:  5'6 hobbies:  playing  video  games,  writing  on  this  hellsite,  reading  manga,  watching  true  crime,  kissing  my  cat  on  the  forehead favorite  color:   red,  orange,  black favorite  book:  paul  cleave's  "the  cleaner",  back  when  i  actually  managed  to  finish  reading  books last  song:  bts  -  moon last  film  /  show:   i  don't  remember  the  last  movie  i  watched  but  i  did  start  rewatching  o.ne  p.iece  :) recent  reads:  the  hobbit,  if  you  wanna  get  me  to  read  a  book  just  mention  tolkien story  behind  url:   i  wanted  something  simple,  something  that  basically  already  explains  what  people  can  expect  from  my  blog/muse.  since  i  went  with  the  black  shuck/black  dog  concept  it  made  the  choice  quite  obvious.  "blaec"  is  an  old  english  form  of  "black"  (another  is  blac),  and  dog  is...  well  dog. fun  fact  about  me:   i  really  like  languages,  especially  latin.  i'm  not  any  good  at  any  language  besides  german  &  english  but  i  think  it's  super  interesting  how  you  can  sometimes  see  a  similiar  pattern  in  words  even  though  they  orginated  from  other  countries,  and  finding  out  the  root  of  how  it  came  into  existence  is  just  mindblowing.  okay?  okay.  i'm  also  a  slut  for  rhythm  games  :)

tagged by: @fauxwife thank you rose!! <3 tagging: @confettiguts @hopeharmed @hiisfire @batoushoujo @bclasaeg @amorbloom @pinkminxed @predeition @vulpesse @metrictita @mellodiies @attroxx

[nvrcmplt]

「 … replying too … 」 ─ @bclasaeg

The face he didn't want to come across, crumbling and shattering the cold stoicism that had been between them since everything. Shane knew he could never say truly mad at someone, it wasn't in his blood nor mind space to keep that energy up. It was easier to take it on the chin, cry a few times into his pillow, hold his panda bears and just let himself wallow in what ifs and what could have been until he got annoyed at himself and washed his face. He walks with a wall up now, shielded in the heart.

The petty anger of wanting a new physiotherapist to look after his brother's needs was shut off, simply because the waiting lists were long and without end sometimes… that and Noah told him to not fuck over his care because he was in a pissy mood. It was an eye-opener, that he really could have just did that. Just to satisfy that demon on his shoulder… now though, he walked around the hospital with the intention to keep out of sight and mind.

To laugh with the elderly nurses there, to greet old patients he used to work for and with from his own residents at times. He applied to work as agency staff for the place so it worked out well to keep in touch with those he wanted too. His hours were short and sweet, a blast of HCA aid in the halls, making beds, cleaning rooms, adjusting equipment for patients returns from surgeries and the likes. Always a smile on his face, always an energy boost to the sad gloom in some wards.

But now, he was upstairs - wanting just a bit of peace. He felt groggy and out of it a bit, probably all the smoke he inhaled to chat with his friends here but on the roof he knew he could get rid of it all. So, colour him surprised - to see a face he didn't want to come across… but one broken, cracking at the seams - " I can stay, if you want. " It fell out - the sight of them cracked at his flimsy wall. And then the tears fell. Shane didn't even think twice - the empathetic side of him, the sympathy of understanding stress as an outlet, the worrier in his blood that Hideki was hurt, that fear that something's happened in this absence and purposeful avoidance. "Hey H-hideki?!" Hands were without guard to gather the man in his arms, to offer chest for those tears to soak into hoodie covered scrubs.

Sturdy he could provide, a wall and shield to any curious gaze behind but most of all, someone there when he spoke of staying. He offered an ear - a rough day? Bullying from the nurses? DOA PTs? Anything could trigger a solid heart to crumble like this and especially in these buildings, but something in Shane told him that it wasn't that. Hideki wasn't a cold man, just indifferent and hard to really read, to understand when he keeps things to himself so damn easily. "Let it out, I'm here if you want me to stay. I'm here, Hideki." Hands warm and large, rub over the man's back, patting moreso than rocking him like a child, but the intention was there. To provide whatever it is he could give… hoping it won't be rejected like before.

[lured-into-wonderland]

Continued from [x] with @bclasaeg

She noticed he had a different set. She was trained in noticing details, but Nunnally decided to keep it for herself. She only noted to herself to have a conversation with the maids. If she were to invite a person, no matter who they were, to join her for the meal, she expected her guests being treated properly. Being served the same china was the minimum requirements. But pretending she did not notice would – this time – spare the embarrassment to both of them.

“You should have a sit here with me.” – she urged him not to stand in front of her; that was not probably customary, but also not unprecedented, to have a lady and her shade to enjoy a meal together.

She blinked a few times surprised by his statement. Never invited for the tea? Was he telling the truth or was he trying to make her feel better? No matter. She would not learn the truth anyway.

“So, I am glad it was me.” – she simply stated instead of trying to find an answer to her question – “Have you…” – she hesitated – “Have you guarded many persons? You look rather young. Not much older than myself…”

Nunnally was curious. She knew her father was concerned, almost obsessed (but perhaps not without the reason) with her safety. Or rather with keeping her inside the golden cage. So she expected him to be skilled. Exceptionally skilled. She was also curious what make people like him risking their lives to protect others. Money? This did not seem like a reasonable reply. But who she was to know. She had always had it. or at least her father did.

“Do you know my name?” – she suddenly asked.

[ekleipsi]

what’s holding you back?

the inability to be satisfied with the present

you're unhappy with the life you're living right now, so you're always looking ahead or behind of you. the past seems so much sweeter after years of nostalgia has eroded your brain. you long for it back, even if it was full of awful experiences, because you feel like anything is better than this. and to you, the future is something you hold onto with great desperation. it's what drives you to get up and get through the day. but you've done this for so long, and now you've settled into a pattern. you wake up and already wish for another day. then, when the day is over, you wish for it back. there's nothing inherently wrong with looking towards the future or reflecting on the past. however, it's now preventing you from even seeing the point in existing today. let yourself live and experience things firsthand. let go of those memories and desires, even if it's just for a small minute or two. with time, you might start to see the beauty in the present. don't you want to live in the moment for a change? wouldn't it be nice to feel like you have enough where you are, right now?

tagged by: @devourmist​​ (gives u death dad)! tagging:  @sweethurtss @ovilis @bclasaeg @mangher @distopea​ (also even if i didn’t tag u, feel free to steal i’m rly bad at this!!)

[strawbelina]

@bclasaeg

[kisumitenderly]

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tunichtgxt- Sousuke & Victor

cpirits- Rin & Sousuke

swimmingforthegold- Rin

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asinusxdomi- Louis

stanislawkowalski- Nastka, Luka

vulpesscarred- Fox

tides-of-clarity- Inigo

momoisacchan- Momoi

lured-into-wonderland- Nunnally

distopea- Zodiac

kkkindered- Kio

despairforme- Nnoitra

harunfree-Haru

bclasaeg- Nikki

welivetoserve- Sora

rexpyre- Ignis

nvrcmplt- Yasushi

saburaito- Sabu

mannequinentity- Manny

confettiguts- Sailor

lordspreyer- Carmichael

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[distopea]

There he was - finally. Not that Gambit wanted to rush things, not at all, but he was slightly anxious whenever he was about to meet someone new. It wasn't his fault if the world was dangerous. Making sure his date would get there safely was his priority.

"Ugh," Gambit was sitting so politely there. He had even picked a lovely jacket for the occasion. He pushed his glasses up onto his nose. "What do you mean?" He took his phone out, scrolling through it to choose a photo among his selfies and placed his device onto the table.

"It"s me. But perhaps you're already smitten?"

// To be talking with another male outside the context of work was already out of his comfort zone, he had to say in his head over and over again that this was in fact a date, as if it would make it any less scary.

Then he had to meet this guy. He was hesitant to sit down. " You look... different from the pictures... "

[uzchis]

@bclasaeg

// " The bidder was always careful to hide their identity... it was one of the conditions in case the deal turned sour and I couldn't retrieve it in the end. If I had known who they were, I surely wouldn't be standing here. " Kura hung his head, "Suengri... I swear that's all I know... the motivations of my customers were never important to me... I just do it for the money. " Now saying that out loud, he realized how pathetic it sounded, even if it was for survival sake. There was hardly anything Kura could say that could absolve him of suspicion. He knew that the trust he worked hard to build could easily be taken away just like that. It was only unfortunate that he cared about it only now.

Suengri really wants to hit Kura. But instead, he grabs the collar of his shirt, balling it in frustration. "So you know nothing? Kura, come on. I thought you were more meticulous than that." He wants to laugh, but he looks at the other and only feels regret in ever telling him about the whereabouts of his uncles grave. Mad at himself for trusting him and mad at Kura for lying to him because now there was a scumbag out and about looking to get Itachi's sword.

Right, Kura said he never dug down that far, so— 

He quickly pulls him down and strikes him in the abdomen with his knee. "That's for even remotely disturbing his grave. But also, if you never gave the sword in, am I to assume they just let you go like that?"

[akutcu]

@bclasaeg​​ : origin 

    “       aw man, I better still be tripping BALLS right now... “ because if he wasn’t and the THING he thought he saw was actually there, it was going to be there (or anywhere) anymore once he was done with it.