#failed seranade

[thenwhatthefukcisthis]

Hiiiii! Do you think Arthur may be at least half as musical as jgl is? And surprising Eames the first time they have to hole up together in one of Arthur’s apartments (coincidentally his actual home, for reasons) because he has like 2 guitars and of course he knows how to play them, why would he keep them otherwise?

this ask dropping right around the time I’m obsessed with guitar teacher!jgl? val I could kiss you ! and yes, I have many thoughts!!

(also, I read this as “do you think arthur may be at least half as gay as jgl is” and nearly died :D)

so, my personal headcanon about arthur is that, umm, do you know those people with a lovely voice and humming tone, a tone which reverberates through silence like a warm tea poured with honey, a voice which makes you believe in angels, but can’t. hold. a. pitch. to. save. their. life? arthur is one of those people. yes, he might engage in drunken sing-offs once a while and he’s always a plus to have on your team (he might not be able to get a tune right, but he knows his lyrics!) but seranading lovers with his voice is a big no no, tried and tested and failed, thank you very much.

(eames loves his singing, but then again eames loves everything about arthur, so he doesn’t count)

as for the two guitars, one was bought on a whim (her whim, not his) to woo cobb (“he doesn’t need any wooing, he’s already head over heels for you!” “but, where’s the romance in that mom cheri, have a little imagination!”) but never really had the chance to do that cause dreams happened (and philipa happened). arthur had shipped it off to his childhood home after the marriage and after everything else, and currently it sits leaning against the wall, collecting dust and snuggled close to the other one.

the other one, belonged to his older brother, jeff, whose dream of becoming a musician was never realised. arthur had gotten along with him just fine, can’t recall a single screaming match or let alone a roughhousing, but he also can’t recall being sad over leaving his brother in particular. ever pragmatic, arthur had known jeff was not talented enough to make it as a musician, but hadn’t had the heart or chance to say that to him, before dreams had whisked him away for good, and he knows that humbling knowledge may also have played a part of making an unmendable rift between them.

the guitar, which jeff has favoured since thirteen, had been left at their childhood-home-turned-safe-house when he decided to leave the stateside for good and settle down in ireland of all places. jeff has never called in for the guitar, never came back for the house that was filled with broken dreams arthur so desperately tries to hold on to.

so when eames had stumbled upon arthur caressing the two guitars he has never really learnt how to play, he let arthur believe that he accepted the excuse (“rhinitis acting up with all the damn dust”), and hoped that one day he could be the music arthur could hum to, even with his terribly off pitch.

[insane-control-room]

La Vie

Full of imperfections.

These things should not get to him.

But they did.

Magenta is @halfusek‘s and this was fun to write for you :)

Joey felt unspeakably cold, like a chill had ebbed throughout his entire system. He grit his teeth, rubbing his arms.

Stupid kid making stupid comments.

That’s all they were. Just thoughtless remarks.

Nothing to them.

…

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

If they were just stupid comments, why would they hurt so bad?

He hunched over more, trying to force out the thoughts.

He was not messed up.

He was not.

He was not.

Imperfect.

He hissed, squeezing his eyes shut.

No.

Just because some, some, some child called him not perfect did not mean he was.

No.

He was just fine.

He was better than fine!

He. Was. Better. Than. Good.

Liar.

No.

Shut up.

He was great.

Better than Bertrum, Bernie, Bertie, whatever the hell his name was. Better than him.

Better does not mean perfect.

He could almost hear the smile in the voice of whatever was taunting him.

He screamed within his own mind, drowning out anything else.

The scream morphed.

It was a chant now.

Imperfect! Imperfect! Imperfect! Imperfect! Imperfect! Imperfect! Imperfect! Imperfect! Imperfect!

You will never be perfect.

Sobs overtook him.

NO.

NO NO NO.

Perfection is attainable!

He could be!

He could be perfect!

He just had to… had to… had to….

Keep trying!

Yes! With enough hope and force, he could achieve perfection!

He just… had… to… keep….

He could not.

His shoulders fell.

He could not keep going.

He was done trying.

He could not keep it up.

He could no-

“Maggie,” the voice that resonated into wherever he was was so tender and sweet… it was questioning, unknowing, naive, and then the soft, sharp, gasp, and the hollow thunk of something hitting the floor. This was it. Johan would leave. He would never want to see him again. He would never want to see his imperfect shape ever again. Footsteps rushed to him. “Magenta! Darling, sweetheart, mi rey, what’s wrong? Please, oh no, mi amor, what’s wrong?”

He opened his mouth to reply.

Nothing.

He tried opening his eyes to see the man gently rubbing his shoulders and arms.

He could not.

“Oh, mi precioso…” Johan sighed, and he could tell that he was upset. Magenta cringed. He made him upset. Johan’s voice was thick and constricted when he spoke again. “It’s okay… everything is alright, right? Shh, mi cariño… breathe with me, in… and out…. And again….”

A few shuddering breaths passed between them.

“I’ll never be perfect,” he blurted. Johan’s hands on his arms paused in their rubbing. Magenta grit his teeth again, tasting blood as he bit through his cheek. “I’ll never make it. I’ll never be perfect. I can’t, I can’t….”

“Oh! Oh, mi rey, you, not perfect? Oh, darling, you are the most beautiful, most handsome, most extraordinarily perfect man I’ve ever met,” Johan’s forehead met his, his hand gently caressing his cheek, cupping his jawline. “Mi amor… don’t cry… don’t believe the lies they say… don’t believe the lies in your head….”

Magenta only managed a hiccuping sob, shaking.

“Sweetheart, come here, my darling, my perfect, beautiful, incredible Magenta, your eyes shine like the most pure and brilliant tsavorites with the most perfect cut, your hair is as silky and enrapturing as the deepest most perfect midnight sky, oh, your skin is like the stars of millions of galaxies, so handsome, so perfect, your body is flawless, each limb so willowy and graceful, so gracious, so perfect, so so perfect,” Johan had pulled him to his chest, swaying with him tenderly, his hands running up and down his back, comforting and homely. Magenta managed to open his eyes, his chin resting on Johan’s shoulder, and all he could do was stare straight ahead. 

There was no recluse, Johan left no room for argument. “Magenta, what a perfect beautiful color, all the majesty and royalty of purple blended marvelously with the passion and flair of red, so wondrous, so perfect…. Magenta, Magenta, I don’t just think you’re perfect… I know you are. I feel it. I can see it. I can hear it in your voice when you speak and make my heart pound, I can feel it in your hands when ours meet, I can taste it when I kiss your cheek, on your smooth, beautiful skin, I can smell it in your being when you pass by me with all your magnificent perfection, all of you, down to every minuscule bit that makes up the quarks within the molecules of your DNA, all of you is perfect. Magenta, Joey, I know you are perfect.”

“Hk… hk… hk…”

Magenta buried his face in Johan’s shoulder and neck, finally managing to detach his hands from his iron grip on his forearms and winding them around the man holding him up.

“Magenta,” Johan’s voice washed over him. A soft chuckle interrupted his steady breathing, bringing the dissociating Magenta back closer to earth, closer to his arms, closer to Johan, so close, like a shield, a bubble around him, sweetly relighting the path to calmness and tranquility. “I’ve been practicing… I came to sing to you… I think now is a good time, mi rosa, hmm? Would you like me to sing for you?”

“Yes,” Magenta tried to say. He wanted to hear Johan talk forever, sing forever, serenade him out of his mind, on and on. He did not manage to say yes. He managed, “Y’....”

Johan swayed with him.

“I dropped my guitar earlier,” he murmured with a smile in his tone. “So forgive me for the lack of a musical accompaniment, but I know you are more precious than all the instruments in the world, be them made of gold or diamond or from heaven itself, you are more than anything I could ever dream of, my perfecto Magenta… I’ll sing for you now, alright?”

Magenta, not trusting his throat with his vocals any longer, nodded against Johan’s neck. The ticklish man stifled a laugh.

He sucked in a breath to steel himself.

“Sorry for mispronouncing in advance,” he whispered, and began.

“Des yeux qui font baisser les miens,” he kissed Magenta’s eyelids. Magenta felt his air catch in his throat. Johan was singing to him… in French. Oh… oh… what a sweet man. What a sweet, sweet, sweet man…. “Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche, voilà le portrait sans retouches, De l'homme auquel j'appartiens….”

He danced with him, a one sided, comforting, gentle, swaying dance. He was so sweet….

“The next line is a little reversed at the moment, mi amor,” he quietly told him with a smile in his tone, “Quand il me prend dans ses bras, il me parle tout bas, je vois la vie en rose, il me dit des mots d'amour, des mots de tous les jours, et ça m'fait quelque chose.”

Magenta breathed in, feeling the vibrations in Johan’s throat as he sang, letting his thousand yard stare ease down into gently half closed eyes. Johan’s arms held him up tenderly, as one would hold a gallery piece, as one would handle a newborn star, as one would caress an old beloved god. Johan’s lips were brushing his temple, his soft, sweet voice waving into him, the ebbing glorious tide.

“Il est entré dans mon cœur,” he lifted him off the ground, his thin, frail seeming arms much more powerful than he would ever admit. “Une part de bonheur.”

“Dont je connais la cause,” he spun with him carefully, holding him over the ground, holding him above all his pains and worries and fears. “C'est lui pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie, il me l'a dit, l'a juré pour la vie….”

“Et dès que je l'aperçois,” Magenta let him hold him, he let him carry him, footfalls in a strange city so similar yet so unlike his own quietly landing as he swept him off to a home so the same and at the same time so different to his own, dancing with his starlit, starheld form in his living room, but it felt like they were the only two to ever exist, it felt like they were two stars floating adrift, and no sensation felt so warm. Johan’s voice was sonorous and enveloping, his pronunciation imperfect, and it made it wondrously gorgeous.“Alors je sens en moi, mon cœur qui bat….”

He paused to catch his breath. Magenta smiled softly, leaning up to whisper in his ear, finally regaining his voice, “Would somebody like some French tips tonight?”

“Oh, mi amor,” Johan’s voice constricted as his breath hitched, but he smiled, continuing, “C'est lui pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie, il me l'a dit, l'a juré pour la vie, alors je sens en moi….”

He laid on Magenta’s couch, bringing him with him to rest gently.

“La vie,” was he crying? His throat felt so tense, he loved Magenta so much, he adored him, every bit and kilobit within him singing the perfect man’s praises, “en rose!”

*****

Magenta had drifted to sleep to the sound of Johan’s humming, feeling it reverberate in his chest as he lay on him, their heartbeats at first out of sync and slowly meeting, gentle and warm.

Johan’s hands were rubbing his back.

His lips were pressed to the side of his head.

His legs were on either side of him, a barrier to the outside world.

What a sweet, sweet man.

One who believed in him.

One who loved him.

One who would do anything to make him smile.

One, who despite all his flaws, all his marks and marrs, believed him to be perfect in every way possible.

“Mag,” Johan’s sweet, delightful, sleepy sweet voice murmured, “Mag, you are perfect. Never think otherwise. Te amo, mi perfecto, mi amor, mi rey, mi perfecto….”

“Johan…” Magenta felt his heart swell, he felt his eyes well, and all he could do was whisper, “Gracias.”

“De rien,” was the last thing he heard before he fell asleep, drifting among pink stars. “Te amo.”

[toreadorwriter]

Romantique

Mercurio knew damn well that he was tresspassing on private property but he really wanted to see her again.

after they met at the masquerade ball Suzie had earned a special place in the drug dealers heart so that's when after talking to her.

and hearing her voice on the phone he knew just listening to the sound of her voice wasn't enough that's when he had to see her in person.

so here he was sneaking in Isaac's property ignoring the sleeping zombie gaurd and dodging the vicious hounds.

It took a while but Mercurio finaly made it to Suzies window he saw her bedroom light on and he picked up a couple of pepples to throw at her window to get the other ghouls attention.

Throwing the pepples as hard as he could he let the small rocks thunk against the window until she came and opened the window up for him.

Suzie approached the window and opened it looking down at Mercurio fondly looking both ways to make sure that nobody was looking at them.

Once she saw the coast was clear she tied several blankets together and threw them so he could climb them once he was up.

Mercurio took the bag he was carrying off his bag and took out his guitar suzie watched him curious of what he was going to do.

The drug lord cleared his throat and sat down on her bed and began playing a Italian love song his cousin taught him.

Suzie was impressed he sounded heavenly and he sure knew his way around with a guitar she wondered what else he could play besides the piano and the guitar.

Mercurio played for 20 minutes until there was a knock at the door startling the two ghouls Issac called out to Suzie.

'' Suzie is someone there? I'm coming in." Isaac asked panic flashed between the two ghouls and Suzie ushered Mercurio under the bed.

'' hide quick he's coming!" she warned she didn't have to tell him twice because the Mafioso hid under the bed as fast as he could.

while Suzie frantically sprayed a strong perfume and sat down like nothing happened.

pretending to play around with her makeup at her vanity that's when Issac opened the door greeting her with a happy smile.

Suzie tried to get his attention from the bed but the vampire sniffed around and his gold eyes flashed Red.

Bending down the toreador snatched the ghoul from under the bed by his ankles like a dog would snatch a steak off the table.

Looking at the mafia lord angrily Issac tsked his lips and held him upside down Mercurio whimpered and tried to get him off of him.

but sadly it was no use why were the undead so Goddamn strong?

'' it seems like the pest control man forgot a rodent but it's okay I'll throw this man out myself no use in throwing this scrawny fool to the hounds."

Isaac muttered before picking Mercurio up and tossing him out the window.

To make matters worse Mercurio fell right into a rose bush and a big one at that.

Mercurio ended up going home with spikes in his ass and arms and face.

but that didn't deter him from sneaking back again to see her next time.

The end.

[yes-this-account-is-alive]

Bestieeee,

drop me some of your Phoenix hcs

like gimme some dumb stuff that he would do to impress the reader when he realizes hes crushing on them

OH SHIT I DIDN'T SEE THIS BABY I'M SO SORRY </3333

-so let's get this straight, phoenix is lowkey a dumbass but he's YOUR dumbass (you just don't know it yet)

-everybody in protocol knows at least 1 dumb stunt he's pulled to try and impress you

-skye and sage recall the absolute mess known as: jamie trying to grow flowers for you

-NOT FUNNY!!! he was horrendous. phoenix wasn't a green thumb but he might as well have been a red thumb cause DAMN was he terrible at keeping anything alive.

-HE EVEN KILLED A SUCCULENT I DON'T KNOW HOW???

-yoru , jett and neon watched phoenix try to seranade you with a song (which neon helped him to learn), they both laughed as he broke the guitar mid-seranade. the funny tune the string made when it came loose did not help to save him any grace.

-raze and killjoy were less than thrilled to try and teach him any more mechanical magic after seeing him fry about 5 boards out of frustration. he was going to learn how to make a little gadget for you but that plan turned out fruitless.

-sova and breach remember that one time he used a pickup line on you and failed miserably. just as he was about to finish the line, one of fade's loose prowlers entered the room and tackled the poor man to the ground.

-there really is no hope for this down horrible man.

[jeongvision]

Congratulations on 1k!!!!! So happy for you 💗💟💗❣💟💗💖💗💖💗💘💝 for the drabble request: mark lee, roommates!au, "isn't that my sweater?"

pairing. mark lee ✗ fem! reader

genre. fluff (!!), roommates au, friends to lovers au, domestic au, non idol au

warnings. listen if i don’t make you fall in love with mark lee (again) with this blurb then i have FAILED as a writer but then again this is not proofread lmao sorry

author’s note. thank you soso much, love! hope you enjoy this blurb bc i certainly did <3 this is lowkey a self indulgent piece bc i love mark lee and he deserves everything in the universe but i recommend listening to best part by daniel caesar ft. h.e.r. while reading this blurb bc /swoons such a romantic and calming song to listen to when you’re just chilling in your bedroom with someone you love c:

Very rarely do you have the privilege to sleep in on your days off. Working two part-time jobs just to make ends meet with little to no rest can really take a toll on your well-being. Even when you have a day off from one job, you use that free allocated time to run some errands, grabbing groceries or paying bills or house chores. Sure, you have a roommate to help you with some of those tasks but you feel bad for burdening him with some of your worries when he has his own problems to deal with, having also a part-time job with a career goal in mind.

But today is one of those rare days, and so you immerse yourself into dreamland, basking in the quiet morning hours of the day as the sunlight slowly trickles through your draperies, dust particles sifting through the air. The only sounds coming from your humble adobe is the slight rumbling of your central air conditioner and the occasional vibrations from your phone’s notifications, none of which awakens you from your much-needed slumber.

“You don’t know, babe

When you hold me

And kiss me slowly

It’s the sweetest thing”

Funny enough, while those sounds were much closer to you in vicinity, you found yourself waking up to a distant sound — voice, actually — one that originates to what you could only assuming to be from your roommate’s bedroom. No longer are your morning hours quiet for they are now filled with a serene voice followed by pulled guitar strings, gently pulling you out from the depths of your mind.

You open eyes and take in your surroundings, the same view every morning. Only this time, it’s feel a little different. The ambiance seems lighter, inviting almost. Instead of the regular groggy feeling you get when you wake up, you feel at peace, that feeling you get knowing that everything is going to be alright, and that everything is okay.

You smile a little at the sound of Mark’s voice. Stretching in your bed a little, you rip the sheets off your body before getting up. You grabbed the nearest sweater nearby and put it over your head, the fresh scent of clean laundry entering through your nose. Exiting out your bedroom, you walked across the hall to your roommate’s bedroom where his door lies wide open, just like you always see it.

‘My door is always open for you,’ you recalled him saying. ‘Whatever you need, whatever you want, I’m always a knock away.’

And lo and behold, as you leaned against his door frame, you find Mark sitting in his desk chair, his acoustic guitar in possession with his fingers deftly strumming the tunes of a love song. His back faces towards you, completely unaware of your presence as he is lost in his own world.

“I just want to see how beautiful you are

You know that I see it

I know you’re a star”

You feel butterflies in your stomach, your feelings fluttering inside as your roommate seranades to your favorite song. The melodies of his voice transcends through the air, dancing through as the love in your irises unconsciously coveys out to your favorite person. You never met a person like him, and you are starting to believe that it will forever be like that way because you have never felt this way towards someone before. Never once have you felt so comfortable towards someone where they can make you feel at ease, at home.

“If life is a movie

Oh, you’re the best part”

Mark Lee is perhaps the best part of your life. For someone so pure and selfless to appear in your world and befriend you is more than a wish you could ask for. That’s how you found yourself falling for him harder and harder with each passing day. No matter how busy you two are, you always find yourself back to his side seeking for the comfort he always emanates.

“If you love me, won’t you say something?

If you love me, won’t you

Love me, won’t you”

Will you ever tell him of your unspoken feelings? You’ll never know. Maybe time will tell, but for now, you’re fine where you stand in this relationship. As you stayed perched against his doorway, you knock on his door, finally capturing his attention after he finishes his song. He turns around to you and smiles.

“Hey,” he laughs. “Sorry, did I wake you?”

You smiled and shook your head. “No, you didn’t,” you lied. “I was already awake when you started singing. I just wanted to see what song you were playing, that’s all.”

He turns in his seat and places his guitar back on its stand. As he gets up from chair, he stretches his limbs, a slight groan in the process. “Yeah, it’s a song called Best Part.”

“Daniel Caesar and H.E.R.?”

He points a finger-gun at your direction. “Bingo.”

You roll your eyes playfully. “Sir, I think we both know that song has been playing on repeat on my speakers before I go to sleep almost every night.”

“And that is why I decided to play it, because you put it on repeat so much that it’s now stuck in my head.”

You both shared a laugh before you softly shoved his shoulder, your morning much brighter than before when you have awaken.

“Hey, isn’t that my sweater you’re wearing?” he asks.

You look down at the sweater you’re wearing. ‘Oh, I didn’t notice,’ you thought. “Uh, I think so. I might’ve gotten it mixed up with my sweaters when I did laundry the other day,” you responded. You look up to the latter. “Why? Do you want it back?”

“No, no! It’s not that, it’s just...”

You raise an eyebrow. “It’s just?”

He nervously chuckles and scratches his head. “It.. It looks good on you.”

jeongvision’s milestone event!

[ladykissingfish]

What do you think would be each Akatsuki's favorite musician/band?

That’s a goood question. I think:

Konan would say, if asked, that she likes everything. Wouldn’t give any kind of specifics. But secretly she’d be the biggest Adele stan on the planet. But before Adele came into her sights she had (and always will have) a special place in her heart for Amy Winehouse. That beautiful throaty voice has graced Konan’s ears more times than she can count over the past few years, and she considers “F*ck Me Pumps” to be her anthem.

Nagato I think would be very into classic rock, specifically 60’s and early 70’s genre. Led Zeppelin would be his favorite band of all time, and “Immigrant Song” never fails to pump him up/get his adrenaline running before he has to do something difficult.

Obito, it’s hard to say. I think he’s someone who’s favorite band would change based on his mood, and his mood changes quite frequently. Sometimes he’ll be into the poetic rapping style of artists like Nas or Common, other times he’s into soulful calmness like Erykah Badu, or various jazz artists. Could also see him as having gone through an emo music phase as a younger boy, and trying to emulate Gerard Way while lip-syncing “Welcome to the Black Parade” in front of a mirror.

Itachi bottles up so much that I can totally see him as a guy who only listens to music, and only to very specific songs or artists, when he wants to cry. Like Konan he’s a fan of Amy Winehouse and he’s cried into his pillow quite a few times over “Wake Up Alone.” Also the song “Landslide” by Fleetwood Mac never fails to bring him to tears.

Kisame likes anything so long as it’s LOUD. If it has a booming base, he’s in. He especially likes the song “Radioactive” by Imagine Dragons and can never listen to it just once.

Deidara very recently discovered 80’s “hair” bands and it’s become his new favorite thing. Guns and Roses become top tier for him after listening to the entirety of the Appetite For Destruction album, and “Welcome to the Jungle” is his song-at-the-top-of-his-lungs jam.

Sasori isn’t really into music so much as he is into “background noise”. If it’s something he can play that won’t interrupt his thought processes while working on his puppets, then he’s all for it. One song that he can listen to over and over again (and has, and does, frequently) is “Fly Like An Eagle” by The Steve Miller Band.

Kakuzu is another one that isn’t really into music, old or otherwise. He prefers the quiet sanctuary of his own thoughts, or, if he must listen to something, it’ll be one of those generic “Sounds of Nature” tapes that emulates wind and waves and thunderstorms.

Hidan is like Kisame in that he prefers loud, thought-drowning music. The others don’t understand how he can put on songs that are little more than people shouting, and fall asleep to them; but he does. But aside from the screaming and the loud, he’s a fan of what might be called “”angry” music. Eminem is by far his favorite artist, and the song “Cleaning Out My Closet” seems to strike a few personal chords with him. He never talks about his family or his past life, but judging by the intense way he sings the lyrics to this particular song, nobody really wants to ask him.

Zetsu likes what one might call “mellow” music; things that you can play that instantly relax you. Like Nagato, Zetsu seems partial to bands of the 60’s and 70’s, and one group he likes in particular is The Bee Gees. Everyone in the group has heard him at one point or another crooning out “Night Fever”, and he actually made Konan cry once when he was trying to cheer her up by “seranading” her with his version of “How Deep Is Your Love”.

[dipplie]

Temporary list of my stories and OC’s until one day I make a comprehensive and well made list:

Blinded:

Polli: My oldest OC and fun fact was my persona till she become edgy and I wasn’t 12 anymore. Everyone’s favorite yes yes I’m aware. Yellow, energetic, eats dirt and bugs, I can’t tell if she’s evil because of a wisp possession or just crazy. Breaks the 4th wall. Is she a Mary Sue???????? Who knows.

Melody: NOT Polli’s girlfriend despite Polli’s delousions. Has an abusive mom :(. Only has one eye and then no eyes and then robot eyes or smthn idk she becomes a badass when she gets older. But otherwise trembling in her shoes all the time.

Melodys Mom/Sharren: Bitch. Okay well all I’ll say is she’s old and grumpy and probably smells bad.

Louise: Total hotty, rich kid, FtM, got bullied as a kid for his weight. Had a squad of fans basically in high school. Lived with his mom after his parents got a divorce but his mom was semi abusive, projected her femininity onto him, and wouldn’t have been supportive of his transition, so between middle and high school he went to live with his dad and got his sex change and testosterone. His best friend in elementary and middle school stopped talking to him after his transition, and became his competition for the most attractive and sought after boy in school (except Louise is a sweetheart while his friend Tommy is a dick and really gross) His dad runs a company that specializes in technology, and after meeting and falling in love with Melody (even after all her abusive trauma and losing both her eyes) he has his dad and some of the developers create a way to get her vision back and I mean honestly I love him how could you not love him he’s so perfect.

Watching:

Fick: Big nerd boy with thick glasses. I feel like he’d use Reddit but don’t quote me on that. Big crush on Vivinya. Boy don’t wander into the woods- oh look dead body with a curse on it don’t touch it- aaaand now he has a wisp that makes him kill people, way to go kid. Panic attack central.

Vivinya: True crime girl, yucky yucky. Probably had a knife collection. “uwu I’m insane” except she actually is and starts using Fick to kill people for her and treats him like her “Yandere boyfriend” or something cringe and gross oh god. She deserves jail. JAIL. Needs to learn guys need to give consent too. Just overall sucks 1/10.

Tommy: I mentioned him early to be Louises ex best friend and rival. He used to have a crush on Louise actually but that don’t excuse being a BITCH!!!! Also needs to learn people gotta give consent he is just as gross as Vivinya. Cheats on all the girls he gets with because he’s again, a bitch. Idk if he deserved to get murdered though I mean he was still a teenager but it’s fine. Thinks of the song Seventeen from Heathers actually this story does feel a tad reminiscent of heathers with vivinya being a crazy and wanting to off a bunch of students. Huh.

Suzannie: Tommy’s older sister who’s a detective. What a coincidence. Monotone and depressed. Probably because her little brother got murdered. Gets real awkward when she’s talking about her brothers murder(s) to Fick and Vivinya like “when I find who did this to him they’ll regret being born”. Kind of really pretty actually.

Adolescents (there isn’t actually a story here yet but don’t worry about it shhhh):

Nelson: HIMBO HIMBO H- Jock stupid idiot big dork god he’s so awkward and his main personality trait is having a crush on Naomi and being a dork when talking to her. Probably could benchpress you.

Naomi: Gamer or something and a nerd geek. Her main personality trait is having a crush on Nelson and also being a dork when talking to him. Probably a weeb and fandom dweller. Can’t draw but she commissions artists to draw. She does write copious amounts of fanfiction though.

Andrés: Ohhh the school bad boy babyyyy. Baseball bat with nails in it or something. There’s like... A thing between him in Charlotte and he wants to be a thing but she’s being difficult and makes it hard to talk to her or about her and ugh.

Charlotte: Princess, high school princess. She’s actually pretty nice when you get to know her- but she’s a diva. Ballerina after school. Best friends with Naomi and doesn’t know what she’s talking about when she mentions ships or OTPs but she listens anyways because she’s a good friend. There’s like... A thing between her and Andrés but she doesn’t know if she’s super into him but geez he’s really hot but she gets such mixed responses when she asks her friends about it and what if it doesn’t work outttt.

Marlon: They/Them but they’re okay with either pronouns they aren’t sure yet, he or she is okay... Box boy box boy. Autism... He doesn’t want to admit He’s attracted to men but he’s totally attracted to men. He lives alone which is probably illegal for his age but somehow he manages. Everyone thinks he’s “the quiet kid” and he’s really sad about it no don’t make jokes like that please guys ahh-

Sing for Me:

Kat: The color pink, addahadda(adhd), angry and loud and short. For being only like 10 and being an adorable little lesbian dressing in sparkly pink dresses she actually likes screaming a lot and would totally sing heavy metal if her producers let her. Loud and mad but gets so soft around her girlfriend. “If anything happens to Brie I’m killing everyone in this room and then myself”.

Brie: French... Birds and stuff. Loves her girlfriend even though she is so loud. So fast. So much. Likes to write pretty things. Is only like an inch taller than Kat. Filled with so much love for everything.

Elliot: The girls manager. Lots of coffee. Stressed out of his MIND please help this man. Probably gay. Seems like a smug dick but he is just a tall and lanky dork that loves puppies and wants nothing more than for Kat and Brie to be happy. Accidentally brands them as sisters and then Kat kisses Brie and- oh fuck oh shit oh no what has he done. Hides the fan and non fan responses from them. Poor guy.

Horror Hosts:

Ichabod: Hot demon who’s the son of the current ruler of hell or something. I mean he’s hot, smart, and royalty, what more do you want. I very specifically hear the dub voice of Kyoya Ootori from OHHC as his voice don’t @ me. Goat legs????? Yeah??? Don’t be rude.

Barnabie: Ohhhhhhhhh big orc teddy bear I’m crying I love him????? He puts up a more confident ploy and the given stereotypical personality orcs supposedly have but he’s just a shy boy that wants to give girls flowers and call boys pretty. Help him.

Garrison: Gary Burger. Fat hairy gay man. I mean werewolf. Wouldn’t it be funny if I made the whole werewolf thing backwards and made him transform into a HUMAN only on the full moon??? Party animal, pun absolutely intended. LOUD AND FUNNY he’s a dork. Bites. Horny on main Garrison please you’re supposed pamper and flirt with the guests but not quite that much.

Vincenzo: Token Vampire but he’s Italian because I felt like it. Talk and lanky of course. Bitch face. Blood coffee? Yeah lots of coffee. Tired. Let him sleep in Ichabod. Steps on people. Can summon and reanimate corpses but has a bitter attitude towards them because they get annoyed with him as much as he gets annoyed with- everyone else. He does have a soft spot but idk where it is. When he’s talking to guests he’s more suave and sexy though.

Kai: Genderfluid haha get it because slime fluid-... I’ll stop. Probably objectively the hottest because they can look anyway they want and shift their vocals to sound like almost anything, also probably objectively the best in bed (if you’re okay with the texture of Jell-o) and honestly come on save some for the rest of us it’s not fair. This boy can SING oh my god seranade me and whisper in my ear baby. Spunky and sassy.

Hallvor: BABY OCTOPOD BOY OHHHHH I LOVE HIM HE’S SO SWEET AND IS AN ANGEL DARLING BOY SO EMBARRASSED SO SHY SOFTEST VOICE OHHH- ohhh nooo he’s got a knife ohhhhh Hallvor baby don’t be like that ohhhh... Used to work in hentai actually (I wonder why) but quit because of immoral practices and good for him we love that. Okay he’s not actually a yandere or whatever but he DEFINITELY wants to squeeze you a little too hard and has those crazy eyes.

Carla: Main character of this OHHC monster clone. She sucks I don’t like her because listen listen she kills monsters as a living and when she tries to kill our boys here, Ichabod catches her and goes “no” but then the rest (not knowing her murderous intent) fall in love with her and Ichabod is like: “shoot well I’ll keep you alive and around but I’m watching you” and blah blah romance and feelings and character development and wow she seems like she’s grown to care about them... So Ichabod removes a curse he put to prevent her from harming them or leaving... AND THEN SHE STABS THEM ALL IN THE BACK IM CRYING. I mean she might have an extra reason for needing to kill them but I haven’t decided if I want to actually put it in the story yet so.

Fingertips:

Maria/Marianna: Was this goth angry chick and the head of these losers but after a failed heist, fire, and being betrayed and dropped from a window on a 3rd or 4th story down into flames, and going to the hospital and changing her name, she changed totally and become a soft pretty girl... And then the next three boys went “HEY BOSS WE FOUND YOU” and she went “oh no” and now she’s just an anxious wreck like “no no no no no I don’t shoot people in the face anymore no no no no no” And has a fear of hands. Also was Diamontés best friend in primary school and yes all these characters went to the K-12 school all the other characters do/did. Pretty voice. The story is mostly about her being anxious around all the other characters because who was it that betrayed her and dropped her into the flames below? Find out next week on th-

Nikki: He’s that character that you see and immediately go “oh he’s gross and is angry and is a bitch” and you’re right he is and has a cockney accent and screams a lot and probably swings a knife around a lot, but he’s got a sweet interior (somewhere in there... somewhere) Screamo heavy metal. Him and the rest of these character briefly talked about having a band and then they didn’t and then at the end of the story they do and although he plays guitar mostly, if he does do lead vocals he screams a lot. Bitch.

Anthony: Pretty boy but like the “was in the army” pretty boy vibe. Probably played football in highschool. Pyromaniac. Punches Nikki a lot. Almost gives himbo vibes sometimes, almost. Kind of likes the old timey cozy aesthetic. Plays the piano sometimes but “oh I’m not very good at it” Plays extremely well

Diamonté: TALL. Purple goth boy aesthetic hellll yeahhhh. CRAZY EYES AND THEY SPEAK VOLUMES WATCH OUT. Drums. The scary kind of quiet because he just smiles at you. Crowbar. Okay but he’s actually really sweet though. Secretly loves watching Anthony and Nikki get into fights so that’s why he rarely puts a stop to it. I think he’s a sadist. Can be a gentle giant, but can also be a not so gentle giant. The only time he’s really talkative is after copious amounts of booze.

Unnamed/Undesigned 1: Literally a pimp and he’s pretty gross. Blonde hair and pink and white clothes.

Unnamed/Undesigned 2: Chick that likes to throw knives and be angry and threatens Marianna a lot but in a quiet and monotone way, Marianna is pretty scared and hopes that these are just shallow threats uhhhhh.

Unnamed/Undesigned 3: Sells guns (without a lisence of course) and wears a bandana over his face a lot. Tired. Grumpy.

Unnamed/Undesigned 4: Like Marianna, was cold hearted and cool but then got caught in the fire and got all soft. He only has one eyes but how sweet his eyepatch is a heart. Recoved along side Marianna and they are good friends good friends tha- wait Marianna are you going back with them oh god you can’t do that oh dear oh no oh-

(I don’t have a story or name for these two but they’re my comfort ship OC’s and my current hyper fixaction right now):

Rodriquéz: I literally designed him with almost all the traits I find attractive in a guy other than freckles so as you can imagine I find him super HOT. I also designed his personality on what I find attractive from a guy so as you can imagine I find him super GREAT. But anyways he’s grumpy and closed off and monotone and smug. I really could go on for hours about how I want him to step on me I’m so sorry guys. Both him and Samantha give the “21 and having immature fun” vibes. They’re a thing but they like going to bars together and splitting off and doing their own thing (or doing someone else’s thing if you get what I mean haHhahHhahGahGhaha-) But so help them if anyone doesn’t oblige by the “no” from one of these two, someone’s gonna get beat up.

Samantha: (She literally just my personality shhhhh don’t tell anyone it’s a secret) Bubbly, energetic, a little shy by extroverted, bombshell blonde or something? It took me way too much time and effort to design her but I’m really happy with how I finally designed her, I love her outfit. She could kick me in the face and I’d say thank you. Girly drinks at the bar. Got that trauma and anxiety™️ secretly though. Skips and jumps a lot. As I’m typing this I keep looking up at the drawing of her and more and more I would want her to also step on me.

(Space Story I don’t have a nice title for):

Unnamed/Undesigned 1: So... Funny story this story originally was with me and uh... My ex I guess... So I gotta replace the MC’s... Whoops ahaha... Awkward. But anyways the MC is a robot and a girl and is a slight tsundere or smthn.

Unamed/Undesigned 2: Has a space ship, works for this organization in space that protects the galaxy. Is cocky, lazy, sly, oblivious, and an idiot. The love interest- obviously. Probably accidentally committing space crimes. (Like space pirating hAHAHA-) Kind of cool when he wants to be.

Dandelion/Dandy: CAT. WITH A JET PACK. Kind of an asshole. Fun fact used to be Polli’s cat but then when the Second MC crash landed on earth she was like “fuck this noise I’m going with space boy laterz” (okay she can’t talk but she thought it).

Zizii: Lesbian alien? Yeah???? Okay but I mean her main character trait is being a dorky back alley doctor and engineer obsessed with the MC because they’re a sentient robot with emotions and a lazer arm and rocket boots WOW!!!!!!!!

Story I want to revive:

So I had a story I started writing a long time ago about this tech theatre kid that had a crush on this other theatre kid character, but in a play that other character has to kiss another person for the show, and as the story progresses the MC convinces themselves that it isn’t just a play and that their crush actually loves and is kissing that other kid. And in the play, that other character is supposed to die. Show night comes along and they die, but like actually, and by the hands of the MC (Idk maybe like a light falls on em or smthn). So it’s a grotesque scene the audience sees as just an act. (Mutters I dunno I think my idea’s cool...) So I’ve been wanting to design these characters and work more on the story but I’m busy being obsessed with Rodriquez and Samantha so. (And the Horror Host Club too I love them too still).

Other Characters that either don’t have a specific story or are kind of like background characters:

Jacqueiliquinne Merril: Sara Berry vibes from 35mm (go look up The Ballad of Sara Berry, maybe like an animatic idk the first one that comes up is nice) But otherwise rich, pretty, popular, bitch. Tries to like, steal Louise from his squad and it’s like bro that’s unnecessary who hurt you that’s so rude. She gives Nui from Kill La Kill Vibes too. Oh she knows her name is long and annoying but you have to say the whole thing.

Brianna: Jaqueiliquinne’s sister. Big titty goth gf??? She’s pretty popular too and kind of a bitch too but to a much lesser degree. Her and he sister throw hands a lot when no one is around, you know, “THEY GIRLS ARE FIGHTINNGGGG”.

The Louise Fan Club: 4 characters I haven’t named yet. One writes fanfiction of Louise and shares it with the others and with him sometimes and although he thinks it’s a bit weird he also finds it a tad endearing and supports her. One is an aspiring photographer and is constantly asking Louise to model for him. One is an artist and draws Louise all the time. And one is an aspiring musician who writes songs based of Louise’s relationships which again he finds a little weird but endearing and supports her.

The Jacquiliquinne Merril Fan Club: Genderbent-ish (I say ish because one of the characters is a little bit less defined gender wise) versions of the Louise Fan Club. Yes I’m lazy, and no they don’t get along with them, infact they hate each others club with a passion. 

Unnamed/Undesigned: I wanna make some hacker kid just because I wanna have one.

Unnamed/Undesigned: I also really wanna have a super cutesy magical girl and then a really super duper generic boring character probably like star vs the forces of evil idk I never watched that show but it looks cute.

Me: I exist in the universe fukc you I can do what I want it’s my story and I get to chose the who also if you wanna be in the mess of a universe go ahead draw yourself with my OC’s I allow and encourage and appreciate it. I literally made the Horror Host Club as a sort of Harem story and you are absolutely allowed to make out with them if you’re a monster fucker DO it GO ahead it’s canon.

and that is ALL I have FOR now Knowing me I’ll make like 12 more characters by July, and I mean I need more characters for the high school anyways so...

[lavendersonthemoors]

Percy,

I am envious. Of every person who deserved to be the subject of your poetry. I am envious. Because a poet only writes the love they feel, and you felt your poetry. I am envious. Because you write my heart better than I can.

Happy birthday Percy.

Rock the grave. (oh sorry, you did that in your lifetime:") )

An excerpt from the poem- The Indian Seranade by Percy Shelley.

Oh lift me from the grass!

I die! I faint! I fail!

Let thy love in kisses rain

On my lips and eyelids pale.

My cheek is cold and white, alas!

My heart beats loud and fast;—

Oh! press it to thine own again,

Where it will break at last.

[embarasseddragon234]

Do you have any tired dad duckula au headcanons u could share ? I LOVE the au sm !!!! i love reboot duckula

I made the biggest squealing noise when I got this ask cause I ABSOLUTELY DO and will take any excuse to infodump about it so here's a list!(some of these I've already put in the tags of posts but I know not everyone reads those)

Reboot Duckula's first name is Junior and he hates it whenever someone who's not family calls him that(so whenever I say Junior I mean reboot Duckula and whenever I just say Duckula I mean 80s Duckula)

Junior adores Nanny! She's like his grandma and he loves her! One of the best ways to get him to stop doing something bad is to threaten to tell Nanny because of this

Duckula and Goosewing raised Junior in this au! Cause the "Duckula and Goosewing are Violet's dads" Ducktales headcanon was one of the things that got me to watch the show in the first place and I wanted to incorporate that eventually!

Junior technically isn't a vampire, but he has a magic amulet that gives you the powers and appearance of one (in exchange for your biggest aspirations being destined to fail, but he doesn't know that part) if he tossed the amulet he'd actually become famous fairly quickly(but not for his singing, I haven't decided what for yet, but not his singing. Gotta keep up the tradition)

Duckula was on a week long cruise during "From Duck to Dawn"(which went exactly the same as in canon) Goosewing was supposed to be watching Junior, but Junior locked him up in the dungeon

This universe is mostly the same as Danger Mouse '15(for now, this is an au so I don't have to stick to anything), and is shared with the 80s Count Duckula show and Ducktales '17

The reason Junior didn't show up again until "Half the World is Enough" is because he was grounded from his amulet (he was still grounded during his cameo, but he was wearing fake fangs for the Aesthetic™)

One time Junior accidentally turned Nanny into a vegtable and was Very grounded for that(in his defense, he didn't think it would work, it doesn't work on anyone else in his family, but he was more grounded for trying in the first place than for succeeding)

Junior's magic doesn't work on anyone in his family but nanny (it doesnt work on Igor because he's Ancient and Evil, Duckula because he's actually a vampire, and Goosewing because he's had protection from vampire magic for years)

Duckula and Junior have weekly father son bonding sessions where they go down to the village to "seranade" the populace (the villagers dread these sessions and draw lots for who has to be in the village those days)

Duckula and Goosewing became friendly shortly after Duckula found Junior's egg cause Duckula was freaking out in a "What if I drop it!? What if someone comes back for it I'm already attached?! What if social services take them away I live in an ancient castle that's falling apart around my ears whatdoido?" way And Goosewing realized that maybe this duck was telling the truth about being a vegetarian cause vampires aren't generally very protective of family members that aren't related by blood (pun absolutely intended)

I have so many ideas for this au! Please feel free to ask me more! (This post's getting a little long though so I'm gonna stop for now)

[imagine-a-killingharmony]

S/O bursting in to sing ‘All Star’ + V3 Boys

How would the V3 boys react to their s/o bursting into the room with All Star by Smash Mouth playing loudly?

(Edit: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L_jWHffIx5E

Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me, cuz’ I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed-!

This entire post? Amazing. Magnificent. I swear to god. Totally, not just memes.

Uh-Huh. This is the face of a truther, a person telling the complete and total truth. I wouldn’t lie to you!

-Mod Shuichi

Kiibo

Kiibo had currently just gotten maintenance so the two of you could finally hang out together! That’s what he expected for the two of you to do anyway, he wasn’t expecting any kind of devious plot.

You said you would come over to his place, and he had been looking at his systems very refreshed with how this exchange had went down...!

Then you came waltzing in, no not waltzing... it was much more than that, you had kicked down the door singing.

“sOMEBODY ONCE TOLD ME THE WORLD WAS GONNA ROLL ME.”

Kiibo was immensely frightened, he let out a loud gasp-scream before falling from where he was sitting and somehow managing to hit his head by banging against the floor.

That had caused you to scream back at him and rush towards his side, your actions had consequences.

Kiibo laid WASTED ™ for a minute and a half, his final words about how he forgave you... and then how you must teach him that song you went all the effort through to ‘seranade’ to him.

“It’s... my final request...”

“Kiibo you... just banged your head against the floor, you aren’t going to d-“

“My final request.”

“Okay then.”

You sat at your boyfriend’s side a mental note to never do that again, never again.

Well at least for as long as you can remember.

Shuichi Saihara

Shuichi Saihara? Jumpscares literally being the death of him? Why it’s more likely than you first thought!

But not likely enough, he was just reading one of his favorite novels as he waited for you to come back downstairs.

And you did.

“some.... BODY ONCE-!”

A song that he’s sworn come out from Kokichi Ouma’s mouth at least once or twice, yes he was surprised but he looked at you with more of a curious expression than anything...

You had to sing the entire song out in front of him, by the end of it he clapped at you with the most tiny smile, that adorable tiny smile that made people weep. “That was lovely... I got to hear your performance all for myself...”

“... E-Eh? Oh... uh... y-yeah I guess!”

After that day bursting into the room with random acts of music had become more daily.

Ryoma Hoshi

Ryoma has a complete poker face, nothing can or has broken it before unless you count those rare moments that you had gotten him to flash a grin or embarrassed him enough for him to let out at least one flushed reply.

And recently he was becoming more social with everybody else, which was a miracle in your eyes it didn’t matter much to him. Or so he says.

He was just eating breakfast, he hadn’t honestly expected this kind of thing from you, at least not during breakfast.

By ‘this kind of thing’, you know I mean the door bursting down with a simple shove and your voice singing an oddly familiar song from his stay in America.

”S O M E B O D Y ONCE-“

Do you know the best part of all of this? He was stifling a laugh, yes you randomly bursting in to musical dance to introduce yourself had gotten him to stifle a laugh.

Very proud of yourself at the end of it you walked to his side offering a playful smirk.

“Heeeeey~? If singing really weird songs gets you to flash a grin I can do it some more after this.”

He covered his mouth sheepishly looking away for a second or so, before sighing.

“Guess you could, uh... it’d be nice to... hear yer’ singin’ voice again, I guess.

That small declaration had caused your heart to do loops, and you immediately hugged him declaring to the world- about you have the most adorable damn boyfriend EVER.

His nonconsistent stuttering with him asking you to let go at first was absolutely priceless, moments which you wouldn’t trade for the world.

Kaito Momota

Did you underestimate Kaito Momota? Really? Foolish mortal... he loves and supports you, with all his damn heart!

Kaito was just in the middle of studying for some stupid test he already understood- ‘well enough’, so any distraction was perfect.

So when you came in with the promise of snacks, and you truly were just there to kick down the door and sing to him...

He would applaud you throughout it, you fool. You absolute fool.

“That’s the light of my life! You go babe! Yer’ doin’ absolutely damn great, I loooooove yooou!”

“Really yer’ singing is astronomical! Really just stellar! You got this!”

By the first line of dialogue it had become awkward for you, the tables had turned, the ‘no you!’ had been dealt, and you hadn’t even had a reverse card to play at him.

How come you didn’t think this through? How could you just didn’t think this through...?

You naive fool.

You... have never felt this level of pure shame before, Kaito came up to you whistling with a handful full of compliments for your singing-voice, mostly star-themed , before kissing you- straight on the lips.

“You should sing more! Heh, I’m the luckiest guy in the universe to have you walk into my galaxy...”

Damn those space-themed pick-up lines!

Mission failed. We’ll get em’ next time.

Rantaro Amami

He wanted a sandwich, that’s it. You offered sandwiches at your place so he went since he had nothing better to do, and he truly loved hanging around with the light of his life...

...

..

.

He was eating that sandwich when you came in, after breaking down your own door for some ungodly reason. It was a good sandwich.

“sooooOOOMEBOOODY ONCE TOLD ME THE WORLD WAS GONNA ROLL ME.”

He dropped the sandwich, an accomplishment for the books was managing to surprise Rantaro Amami.

But really how could anyone not be surprised by that? Even then he kept a rather composed look on his face throughout the song, by the end of it he even clapped.

“... Aha... if... your going to sing for me, can you do it with asking me first?” He pointed at the newly-murdered sandwich which lay forgotten on the floor, it looked like a good sandwich.

“... Oh! Oh sorry, hadn’t even noticed! I’ll try to make sure the next time I sing it doesn’t include sandwich murder.”

“That’s all I ask.”

He smiles at you accepting the apology, he picks himself up to make the two of you lunch! Why... what an interesting day today is.

Gonta Gokuhara

Gonta doesn’t understand why you had called him saying to prepare for you to come into his room with... an oddly Kokichi-esque smile on your face, but Gonta has trusted you! What had he not to trust?

He was currently in front of the door, he left it open so you would have an easy time to walk in, of course.

Although... things got really confusing for Gonta when the door opened with a loud [SMACK] and you began to... say strange words to him?

“SOMEBODY ONCE TOLD ME THE WORLD WAS GONNA ROLL ME-!”

“... S/O? Who told you the world was going to roll you, what does that mean? Gonta’s very confused!”

“E-Eh? Wait what?”

You stopped in your tracks, taking off some oddly fashionable sunglasses off your face for this very occasion. “Gonta I’m singing, I... nobody actually said that to me.”

“Oh! Why... Why are you suddenly singing?”

“...”

“Because...? Um... well, wait let me think of why... uh...”

“... I wanted to be spontaneous? I didn’t think we’d... stop... well... aaah...”

“...”

“Oh! Okay! You can continue, Gonta doesn’t mind.”

...

You... sang the song with a sheepish tone stuttering here and there, sometimes getting quieter as a mouse, how could anyone sing without embarrassment after that interaction after the first line of the song...?

Kokichi Ouma

Never. Ever. Sing this song in front of him, ever again. Take mental note of it, write it down, engrain it into your arm as a damn tattoo.

Just never, ever again.

You had planned to make up for the time he ran into your bedroom, after lock picking it just to sing to you. You had to get a new lock, every damn TIME.

So you had planned your revenge, while a better revenge be forcing him to pay you back for all the locks that he had used, you had planned to sing to HIM for once after breaking his door down.

...

And you did, with a loud smack reverberating across the room he seemed to be sitting in a chair turned away from you, why he didn’t react right away remaining a mystery.

So you kept going. “some...BODY ONCE TOLD ME-“

“The world was gonna roll me... I ain’t the toughest tool in the shed!” A voice other than Kokichi’s greeted you...

Nani?! You felt yourself stop, as Kokichi spun his chair around to greet you a grin wider than you had ever seen before vibrant on his features.

“... You...” You froze in horror.

He held a laptop with many stickers slapped across it right in his grubby little hands, Youtube was opened up and the video was playing in the backround, ‘All Stars’ he had predicted this but... how?! “S/O... you thought we were playing checkers did you?”

“We’re playing a game of chess, or as in just don’t keep a calendar with all your evil plans marked on it babe.”

“N... No...! NOOOO!” You lay defeated, your plan went to waste.

Kokichi’s bubbly laughter and ‘All Star’ in the distance to remind you of your failures.

While that doesn’t... actually sound bad, what was bad is the fact he actually made you pay for the broken lock he owned.

Korekiyo Shinguuji

Korekiyo Shinguuji... finds all parts of humanity from the biggest parts to the smallest parts of culture to be incredible, remarkable infact!

And he’s put a great deal of study into music as well, as most of it can be rekinded to most modern craft nowadays.

While he was putting research into more folklore he had recently discovered, you said you would be: ‘coming by UwU’ while he didn’t understand why you added the UwU something had felt unordinarily shifty.

His suspicions were confirmed when you slammed the door open by shoving into it, earning a shocked gasp from Korekiyo before you actually broke out into musical song.

[You likely know how the first line of the song goes by now, at this point right? You gotta.]

When your finished your surprised to see your boyfriend... well not really, he’s questioning why you broke down the door.

“S/O... had you wanted to sing, did you truly have to do it so unexpectably?”

And more importantly why you sang... ahem, this is completely taken from the wiki: “All Star" a song by American rock band Smash Mouth. It was released on May 4, 1999, as the second single from their album Astro Lounge and it is one of the group's most successful songs, peaking at No. 4 on the Billboard Hot 100.”

Interesting facts of the day! He’s glad you didn’t break down his lock...

...

Yeah, he’s probably the only one who would actually mind if you came running in singing to him. Humanity is an odd yet fascinating thing...

[evansencezz]

☆--THEY DON’T CARE ABOUT YOU, LIKE I DO—Ace Everagarden x Oreian—☆

Notes: Toxic relationship, fluff for the first half and idk what the second half is, slight lemon in here lol, Oreian sucks but why is he hot, mainuplation, flirting, non-immortal Ace, Human!Ace, Ace becomes immortal in here, Ace and Oreian are bf and gf bc why not, emotional mainuplation, slight dubcon kissing, really clingy and touchy Oreian, yandere Oreian, seuxal talk, choking, fighting, crying, Oreian is scary, i love ace, girlboss ace, pinning, bruises, not exactly borderline abuse, gaslighting, murder, blamming, magic.

Ace sighed as she looked down at the book she was reading over. It was a basic pyromancey, or ‘fire’ magic book. She didn’t really need it, but it was for a test final she had coming up. She adjusted her posture and collar before checking the book out with the libiran.

She was about to leave the libaray but someone got her attention by calling out to her as she passed by their table.

“Ah, ah! Excuse me, you there!” A male voice said.

She automatically assumed the person was talking to her so she turned around. It was male..an attractive one at that. He had alluring yellow eyes and dark navy hair. He grinned awkardly at her as she turned to him.

“Yes, yes, hello..erm, I was just wondering if that uhm, book you have there is..aviable? As in, your not checking it out.” He stumbled over his words slightly.

Ace glanced down at the book slightly, just to confrim which one he was talking about.

“Uhm, yes, the-the uhm pyromancey one.” He confrimed.

She frowned slightly and finally spoke.

“No, sorry. I already checked it out.” She answered.

His poliete demenor seemed to falter slightly at that. His eyes narrowed slightly and his smile feel into a nasty grimnace.

“Oh? You’ve already checked it out..well, give or take, what do you need it for? I haven’t seen you in any pyromancey classes.” He asked.

The brown eyed girl blinked slightly before glancing away.

“Oh..uhm I’m in the advanced elemental control classes..” She said.

He seemed to be slightly taken aback by this. His eyes widened slightly before he seemed to leer at her.

“Oh? Really? And..your not failing?” He inquired, skeptic.

The blue haired girls eye twitched slightly but she smiled untheless.

“Nope! I have a A in those classes, actually.” She answered truthfully.

He eyed her a little more before leaning back and glancing down at the pile of books he had already collected. He had all of the books he needed, all of them but THAT one.

“You wouldn’t be willing to lend me it for a while, would you? I have a final coming up and I would like to go over some basic material, jog the memory, you know?” He asked before empthazizing.

The former sighed under her breath before adjusting her posture. This guy seriously wouldn’t let her go away, would he?

“Look, I get that you don’t want to completly flunk your final, but I need it for a paper. So unless you would be willing to wait for me when I’m done with it…” She bluntly said, making eye contact with him.

He really didn’t seem pleased, as he scowled slightly. A pause of silence covered the two before the male perked up with a idea.

“Wait a second, what if we..fight for it?” He offered.

Ace immeditally looked at him like he was insane. Fight?! Was he serious?!

“I’m sorry?!” She frantically said, moving away.

He laughed slightly before clarrifying.

“I mean like a duel, of magic! Y’know, see whose more talented. And if I win, I’ll get to keep the book. Anddd..if you win, I will adimit you the better mage, and..I will even seranade you with reading some of the said book to you.” He explained.

The girl flinched at the ending comment. Was..Why did that seem almost like he was hitting on her?! She blinked a few times.

“Ahaha, you seem shocked by that one.” He said.

“I..Uhm..” She blushed slightly turning away.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him grin slightly. Almost like he was happy he got such a reaction out of her.

“It’s just that..your very attractive and I..would like to get to know you better.” He said, leaning a little closer.

The girl tensed and moved back a little. She looked back at him and glanced down at the book slightly.

“So..right now..?” She asked, tilting her head.

He jolted at that and checked the time. It was late and he rushily picked up his books and stuff before grinning at her again.

“Sorry, I wasn’t watching the time. How about tommorow, in the court yard? Yes? Yes, okay great! I’ll see you later, pretty girl!” He fastly said before throwing a wink her way and leaving.

The blue-nette watched him go out of the door and spirt away. And..she just now relized something..

“I don’t even know his name! And I didn’t even tell him mine! Ughhh..” She whined.

While she sat at the spot he previously say at, she pulled open a tomb and started reading it.

“Oh, Ace?” A familar voice called.

She looked up and saw..

“Oh! Reanin, Akin, hey!” She greeted the two nobles.

Reanin seemed to relax at this and immeditally laughed slightly and sat down across from her. Meanwhile, the younger twin tensed slightly and followed her sisters movements.

“How have you been?? We haven’t seen each other in a while!~” Reanin asked, smiling with her eyes closed.

The former smiled slightly and glanced at her open book before looking back at the other.

“Yes, it has been a while. I’m good, how have your studies been going for the final?” She replied before asking a question of her own.

At this, Akin scoffed slightly. She side-eyed the older twin before speaking.

“Oh please, like you think Reanin would actually study?” She sarcastically asked.

This made the said girl whip around and whined.

“Of course I study!! Otherwise I would be completly flunking, wouldn’t I?!” She said.

Akin only sweat-drop at her sisters volume and hushed her.

“Ack-shhh! How would I know?! I don’t stalk your grades!” She answered back.

Meanwhile, Ace watched as the two bickered back and forth. Eventually, she felt the need to step in.

“You two, please. An..Anyways..how’s things going with your boyfriend, Akin?” Ace broke it up and questioned them.

They immeditally recoiled from their sibling and looked at her. Their cheeks went a little red and they looked away.

“Well..it’s going pretty well..uhm..his family already met me and it seems like they like me..” They answered.

The brown eyed girl hummed and Reanin teasingly poked her.

“Oh what’s the matter, Akin? You seem nervous all of a sudden.” They hissed, grinning slightly.

The younger twin erked and slapped the others hand away.

“Stop it.” She simply said.

The other non-related twin only stared at them, slightly amused. She had a sister, sure, but she was young and didn’t go to the school with her.

“You guys, I think it would be better if we were to move somewhere else to catch up, dinner?” She offered.

This caught the attention of both of the twins.

“Oh, score! Dinner on Evergarden!~” Reanin cheered.

Meanwhile, Akin squinted at the long haired older.

“You sure??” She asked.

The girl across from her only laughed slightly and nodded. And with that, she packed up her books and followed the twins to a resturant.

“Hello, table forrrr..three?” The waiter asked.

She nodded and he led them to a table. She ordered some wine, it couldn’t be too bad to take a load off, could it?

“Oh, scandalous, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you drink, Ace!” The older twin pointed out.

The said girl only laughed slightly again as she brought the drink to her mouth.

“Is it really that surprising? I mean, I am of legal age.” She asked.

Akin sighed and drank some of her wine.

“Please, You know how Reanin is, they barely pay attention to their surroundings half of the time.” She scoffed.

They gasped and shot her a look. They were about to respond but the food was placed infront of them and they became distracted.

“See?” She mummbled towards the other girl.

Ace only raised a eyebrow and smiled slightly at the girl who was devouring her food.

“Your gonna’ choke.” The younger twin scolded her.

The ginger and white haired girl glanced up at her. Her cheeks were full of food and they swallowed strongly.

“No I’m not..” She simply replied back before going back to her food.

The other pair was handed their food aswell and started eating too. Both of them ate quickly.

Ace’s fast eating came from mornings of studying and rushing. When she was younger, she was extremely bussy. She did piano, dance, advanced academics, tutoring, extra clubs and MORE!!

Luckily enough, the brown eyed girl had dropped some of the things. At least, she did once she litterally fainted at dance because she hadn’t had time to eat in four days.

Anyways, once everyone was finished with their food the group payed and left. The long haired advanced elemental cracked her back.

“Ugh god..” She groaned slightly.

Akin worriedly looked at her but was slightly shoved away by her sister.

“Hey, hey! You know, your back problems might be because your basically skin and bones!” She said.

The girl blinked a little before smiling nervously. She sweat-dropped aswell.

“I’m trying okay?? It’s not my fault I have hypermotblialism.” She replied.

The other only hummed and looked away. Then, the other twin interupted them.

“Well, we best be off right, Reanin?” She asked her sister.

The said girl smiled and nodded. Both of them looked towards Ace.

“See you tommorow, Ace!~” They sang before taking off.

The girl watched as the siblings departed. She started walking back to her school dorm. The big building coming into view.

It wasn’t huge, but it still had a looming presence. If you were sent here, either of your own free will, or because you simply wanted too, it was important. It would shape you and form you.

She entered the building and walked up the stairs to the dormotoriy area. She fished her keys for the room out of her pocket and opened the door to her dorm. She assumed her roomate was already inside.

She looked around and saw a ginger haired girl. This was Autum Candell. Or, Ace’s roomate.

“Hi, Autum.” She simply greeted.

The said girl turned around and closed the book she was reading. Her dark blue eyes looked into hers.

“Hey welcome back Ace. Your back late.” She said.

The slightly shorter girl only nodded and looked away slightly. She looked at the book Autum was reading, it was a horror novel.

“Yeah, I was at dinner with some people. And, is that a new book?” She answered before inquring.

The blue eyed girl hummed before glancing down at the said book.

“Ah yeah, just a horror novel, y’know? Physcolgical horror?” She replied.

The other girl ‘huh’-ed under her breath. Then, she split off and headed to her room. She changed clothes and immeditally snuggled into bed. She looked at the brown bear plushie she had always sleeped with and turned the light off while sleeping.

The next morning, or around lunch time Ace was nervous. She was in the court yard, clutching her messenger bag close to her out of protection. Her eyes darted around until it landed on a familar face and figure.

“Oh, so you actually showed up!” He said, midly surprised.

The blue haired girl scowled slightly and dug her nails into the strap of her bag. She didn’t like this guy, he was probably younger then her and cocky.

“Oh what’s the matter? You seem nervous.” He pointed out the obvious.

She only bit her lip before making eye contact with him. His golden eyes seemed darker, just what was his problem?!

“Uh..I really..don’t want to fight..” She said, looking away.

She could feel his smugness radiating off of him while he laughed slightly.

“Oh? Ahaha, seriously?” He almost mockingly questioned.

She frowned before glancing down at the book she was holding. She rolled her eyes slightly before pushing it towards him.

“Here.” She hissed.

Now, Oreian seemed geniuley taken aback at that. He blinked a few times before he gaped slightly.

“Your..Your just gonna’ give me it??” He asked stupidly.

The shorter nudged the book closer to him, unimpressed.

“Yeah, obviously, now take it, you look stupid.” She coldly said.

His yellow eyes stared at it for a few good seconds, glancing between her and the tomb. Before, he stepped away and shook his head.

“I uh..No…I think it would be better if you had it, and uhm, I think I’ve been rude to you..” He stumbled out.

Now it was the girls turned to be surprised. She pressed her lips into a straight line while she looked at him.

“…” Silence covered the two.

Before Ace flinched when he started laughing. It was quiet at first, and then it turned louder. She sweat-dropped and reeled back.

“Ahahaha! How stupid!~” He laughed out.

‘What is he calling stupid?!’ The girl thought, confused.

She decided to only look unimpressed at him as she deadpanned slightly. She stared at him when he looked back at her and adjusted his posture slightly.

“I’m sorry, I’ve been very rude to you. I mean, we haven’t even exchanged names yet. My name is Oreian, last names aren’t important.” He introduced himself.

Now, she thought this guy just kept getting stranger. His attitude could drop at a breath and he now seemed charming and charismatic.

Nevertheless, she huffed before hugging the book to her chest.

“My name is Ace, Ace Everagarden.” She replied back.

He hummed before walking backwards slightly. Oddly enough, she felt the urge to follow after him. She followed him as he walked through the sidewalk area in the courtyard that had trees with bloosming purple and blue flowers.

“I’ve always loved wisteria flowers..” She mummbled.

He looked at her and smiled slightly.

“Yeah, they are pretty, aren’t they?” He said back.

But he wasn’t adimiring the flowers, no. He was focused on her. Her long wavy and slightly curly hair seemed to blend in with the flowers due to it’s blue nature. And her caramel colored eyes looked around curiously. The slight beauty mark under her bottom lip and her doll like facil features.

“Ah-..” She finally looked back at him and flinched when she saw him already staring at her.

He didn’t look away, and she did. Her face turned a little red and he only smiled and finally broke the heavy stare. He looked around and stopped suddenly and picked a purple wisteria flower.

He slightly waved it to catch her attention. She blinked and looked at him.

“Here, a flower.” He simply said, leaning closer.

She flushed as he tucked it into part of her hair near her right ear. He adjusted it slightly, before finally humming and skiring back.

“Uh..uhm thank you..?” She mummbled.

He only laughed slightly and turned back around, this time walking straight. Ace played with her hair slightly carefully though, so the flower wouldn’t fall out of it.

“Well, it’s getting rather late, don’t you think? I think you’d best be off now, unless you find my company that enjoyable?~” He asked, grinning slightly and peaking over his shoulder.

Ace only scowled slightly and huffed. She suddenly leaned closer and grabbed the male by the arm and leaned up. She kissed his cheek in a fleeting gesture and pulled back swiftly.

Oreian did a double take before faintly blushing, though it wasn’t obvious. She stared at him for a few seconds before walking away.

The male recovered though, and this time called out to her.

“Uhm, wait a second! Would..Would you mind coming here tommorow aswell??” He asked.

She only vaguely nodded and he sighed, watching the shorter leave the garden and back to the dorms.

It was after a few months now. She had befriended Oreain, and..well she had a big crush on him. Was he annoying? Oh please, of course he was. He always brought her gifts and messed with her all the time.

But she still loved him.

“Morningggg..~” He sang out, leaning aganist her shorter frame.

The blue haired girl grumbled it back and looked away. Funnily enough, the male’s classes had changed to advanced, the teachers must have reconqized the potential in him. And..now the two had classes together.

“Oreain, go back to your seatttt..” She whined.

The dark haired male only leaned closer. Actually, the blue haired girl could’ve sworn she heard him sniff her. This made a small shiver go down her spine, almost unoticeable.

“Did you just shiver, Ace? Are you cold?” He asked.

Oh no, he knew full well why.

“I..No I didn’t. Maybe your hallucainting or something.” She waved him off.

He only grinned slightly and hugged her tighter before finally letting go of her. She sighed and rubbed her aching temple.

Honestly, he was so clingy. In some ways, it was like he breathed the same air she did. Like he sucked in the same heat she did.

Now on his side, he went back to his seat but still stared at the poor girl. She didn’t look too well, her skin was more pale and it looked bruised up.

Now he could adimit, he was slightly..well obessed with her. He wondered how long it would take her to suffocate while he choked her. He wondered how long or how pretty her blood was.

He hated her, he truly did. He hated how she didn’t notice how close he was. He hated how she didn’t react the way he wanted. God, he just wanted to take her fucking raw and choke her out.

“Stupid..” He mummbled.

The male sitting across from him glanced at him slightly

Class went by awfully quickly and Ace went to start packing up her things, when Oreain swung around again.

“Hey, beloved, wanna’ walk to class together?” He offered.

The shorter blinked a couple times before raising a eyebrow towards him.

“But..you don’t have a class with me until after two classes? Which means we don’t have the same class next period.” She questioned.

He only scoffed slightly, waving off her concern like it was nothing.

“Pleaseeee?~” He begged, making his eyes bigger and pouting slightly.

She flinched slightly at the begging and looked around. The professor wasn’t paying any mind and everyone else had left the room.

“I..okay, okay!! Just stop begging!” She whisper-yelled at him, before grabbing her bag and heading towards her next class.

She didn’t see it but the males expression changed into one of accomplishment. The smug narrowing of his eyes and grin was snarky, and subjective.

He quickly shook his head though and put his normal relaxed yet sort of observent posture and look on. He followed after the girl and smiled at some people who called to him in the hallway.

“Hey Ace, you know the dance is coming up soon? Has anyone asked you yet?” He asked.

Now this caught the latters attention. Why was he asking? She shot him a look before shaking her head slightly.

“A few people did, but I turned them down.” She replied.

The pair turned a corner and she didn’t catch the way his eyes darkened or twitched.

“Oh yeah? Why did you turn em’ down? Waiting for someone..I dunno’..special to ask you?” He theorized.

Her face turned a little red and he laughed slightly before nudging her with his elbow.

“Oh, I think I’m onto something!!~” He teasingly said.

She only blushed more and skrunk back slightly. Her long blue hair covered the side of her burning face and she sweated slightly. How did he get it so right?! What, was Oreain a mind reader or something now?!

The doorway to her class appeared though as she was saved from further questions about it. She quickly fled, but not before saying goodbye and entering the classroom.

The yellow eyed male blinked before sighing deeply. He side-eyed a couple people who stared at him with werid expressions on their faces before heading to his class.

After the two had finished their final classes of the day, they met up. One of Ace’s friends asked if she wanted to join them for drinks at a coffee place but she declined apologetically.

“Hey, pretty girl.” He simply greeted.

That was another thing, the blue-nette noticed about him. He seemed to give her more and more nicknames as the days passed.

“Pretty girl..? That’s a new one.” She mummbled.

Oreain shot her a look as the two headed towards the bus that picked students up and dropped them off at the dorm area. The dorm area was it’s own building you see, not too far from the campus, but no one really walked there.

“You don’t like it?? That’s fine. Hey, what about, my love, darling, sweetie, sugar, love, nerd-!” He listed off other options but she quickly whipped towards him and covered his mouth.

“Ack-! Shhh, shhh! People are looking!” She hushed him frantically.

He only licked her hand and she quickly pulled away, disgusted. She made a face and whiped her hand off on her skirt.

“Ugh, Oreain-!” She started but was cut off by him shoving her into a seat to sit down.

She stumbled into it and looked up at him. The male, on the other hand, only thought she looked absoutetly adorable like that and pressed his lips into a frim line. He sat down next to her.

“So, would you like to go to the dance with me?” He asked.

She looked over at him, blinked a couple times before widening her eyes.

“What?” She mummbled.

He only sighed and looked over at her.

“Do you, Ace Evergarden, want to go to the dance with me?” He inquired.

She blinked again before getting a rather stupid smile on her face.

“Are you confessing to me right now, Oreain?” She teasingly asked.

He raised an eyebrow at this and leaned a little closer to the girl. The grin on her face melted down into a small one as she watched him.

“So what if I am, Evergarden? What are you gonna’ do? Your not as slick as you think you are, I know you have a massiveeee’ crush on me.” He said.

This made the long haired girl pull away slightly but he only scooted closer. She looked anywhere but his eyes.

“Oh what’s the matter, Dear? You seem really scared and nervous all of the sudden.” He smugly asked.

Meanwhile, in Ace’s mind, she was flipping out. He knew, oh my god he knew. He knew she loved him so much!!! What the fuck, how long had he known?!

“I..” She could only choke out from her now closed.

The navy haired male only grinned and raised a hand to brush aganist her collarbone. His fingers were long, and bony, and they seemed to sink into her flesh even if he didn’t have it there for more then a fleeting moment.

“So?” He asked again.

The brown eyed girl looked around before her shaky eyes settled on him. She sighed slightly before responding,

“Fine, okay.” She answered.

He seemed happy at this, as he pulled away and smiled with his eyes closed.

“Great!” He cheered.

Ace stared at him for a while. She couldn’t help but think his expression seemed forced. Like he wanted to mimic or put another expression on his face but he didn’t.

She didn’t smile back at him, she just kept a small frown on her face and sweat-dropped.

The two didn’t say much to each other after that. She looked out the window while the male seemed busy..well drifting off into his thoughts..

The bus came to a halt as the campus building came into view. The light brown eyed girl sighed and got off the bus after Oreain. She quickly said goodbye and fled.

Meanwhile, the golden eyed male shuffled out of the walking crowd slightly as he watched her leave. That was, until someone nudged into him.

“Hey, Ore’! Was that Ace Evergarden I just saw you with?” A friend of the said male asked.

He turned to his friend and smiled the same one he shot at Ace.

“Yep. We are together, y’know?” He lied straight through his teeth.

Was it messed up for him to say something like that? Yeah, probably. But it was for the girl’s own good! He ment, she always walked around looking pretty and flawless, creeps practically drooled over her!

Speaking of, he saw his friends expression drop slightly.

“Oh, seriously? You never mentioned it before! And I..I actually asked her out to the dance that’s coming up and she turned me down, maybe because you two are together..” They said, nervously.

Oreain only hummed and looked away for a second.

“Yeah, we got together a couple weeks ago.” He answered.

His friend nodded in understanding before another unamed face grabbed his friend away and left with them. He watched the two leave and turned his back to them. His expression was one of annoyment, more then anything.

He scoffed and shook his head before walking towards the dormotoiray building.

The blue haired girl sighed deeply and stretched her one shoulder. She looked over at the slouched over male who was now staring up at her.

“Let’s take a short break, yeah?” She offered while cracking her knuckles and closing her tomb.

The navy haired male nodded and closed his tomb aswell. Although, he only looked at her again.

“Would you like anything to eat or drink??” She asked.

Oreain looked away in thought before nodding.

“Sure uhm, I’ll just have a simple glass of water.” He said.

The girl only smile shortly and nodded before heading to her kitchen area to get some water. On the other hand, the boy sighed under his breath and opened up his tomb again and pulled out some papers. He really needed to get this work done instead of pretending to do it while doodling.

He kept trying to answer the questions but all of his possible answers seemed wrong. He furrowed his eyebrows and sighed again.

“I’m back! Oh-?” She entered the room with a cup full of water but paused when she saw him hunched over again.

“You still have more work to do? But I thought we did it all together??” She asked, confused.

He only grunted and she furrowed her eyebrows and made a confused expression. She sat the cup of water near him and took a leaving glance at the papers.

“Wait..those ARE the ones we DID together..why are they empty?” She startled, before looking at the bad postured male.

The latter only boredly looked at her before taking a sip of water. He glanced back down at the book after he was done.

“Wait..were you seriously not listening to me the entire fucking time?..” She figured out, slowly.

Her brown eyes brightened and all of a sudden she felt like crying. She was trying to hell him, and he just ignored her?! What was his problem?! Did she not teach it well enough?!- I-She didn’t understand it!!

“Yeahhhh, sorry..uhm..” He half-assly apologized.

She narrowed her eyes at him even further and stepped back a little. She pressed her lips into a scowl like expression.

“Are you serious, Oreain?! I took time to help you and you didn’t even listen?!” She angirly asked.

The male looked up at her before closing his eyes and sighing deeply.

“Hey, don’t get pissy at me. I said I was sorry.” He breathed out.

The former only glared at him further.

“Of course I’m going to get mad at you, Oreain!! I don’t even know why your in the advanced classes with me if you don’t even FUCKING bother to do the work!!” She yellled at him.

This seemed to bother the boy as he scowled aswell and stood up. His hair shadowed his eyes slightly.

“What is your problem, Evergarden?!” He asked.

Ace’s eyes went wide in disblief and she laughed slightly. Was he kidding right now?!

“What’s my problem?! No, what’s your fucking problem?! Your acting all werid by not listening to me and now this, look- I don’t know if it’s because your stressed or some shit but your acting like a FUCKING asshole.” She hissed.

The dark haired male winced but didn’t reply. Ace took this has a sign to keep talking, mistake.

“Just-Just fucking listen to me-!!” She started but before she could even blink she was shoved aganist the wall to the room.

She winced at the rough impact and looked at the taller. His hands were cold and dug into her wrists. They were pinned up and above her head and she paled.

“Oreain, what are you-!” She started but was cut off by him leaning closer and connecting their lips.

Despite the anger still in her, she felt her stomach go slack. He pushed her deeper into the wall, aching. The way he kissed her was forgetful and enough to make anyones brain foggy.

The blue haired girl was about to recpricate but her mind got the better of her.

‘Are you seriously going to allow him to fuck his way out of this?’ She asked herself.

And just like that, she shoved the male off of her. She moved away from the wall, holding her wrists. Meanwhile, Oreain huffed and whiped his arm over his mouth for a second.

“Get the fuck out.” She said.

The navy haired male flinched before jolting up towards her eyes. A disbelieving look shadowed over his face.

“You can’t be serious, Ace.” He simply said.

The said girl took a deep breath in and out before looking at him with a steely gaze.

“Get. Out.” She ordered.

The male stared at her for a few more seconds before scoffing slightly and shaking his head. He grabbed his bag and papers before walking out of the room. She heard the door open and close, signafying the male had left.

She sighed and shut the door that was connected to the room that he had left. Now she was alone with her thoughts. She slouched over and burried her face in her hands and started crying.

It was the day of the dance, and Oreain and Ace hadn’t spoken. Sure, they were suposed to go together, but if that was so then why were they not talking or standing near each other?

Ace had on a pale blue dress with white lace accents and gloves. Her hair was curled even more and had a flower crown holding it together. She also had clear yet somewhat sparkly heels on.

Meanwhile, Oreain had on a plain white and black suit. Paired with black shoes and black pants, it was simple. The twos outfits contrasted in every way.

Speaking of, the girl was zoning out while in a group with some of her girl friends.

“Ace..Ace!!” One of them called for the girl and she jolted and looked at them.

“Ah, sorry Noel, what is it?” She apologized.

The white haired girl merly shook her head before speaking.

“Why aren’t you and Oreain together?? Didn’t you come together?” She asked.

Every nodded and also added on,

“Yeah, litterally everyone knows you two are together.” She said.

The confused girl blinked a few times before clearing her throat. Together, as in like dating together??

“I’m sorry..? Oreain and me aren’t in a relationship..?” She answered, confused.

Both Every and Noel took a quick glance at each other. They both had the same expression on their faces.

“You..aren’t in a relationship?? Bu..But he.. erm..the other day he went around telling everyone that you two were dating..” Noel stuttered out, suddenly nervous.

Now the caramel eyed girl was really confused. Seriously?! Why would he do something like that? She ment, espically after the fight??

“Oh..yeah? He did that?…uhm if..if you’ll excuse me..I uh..” Ace stumbled out before slinking away from the group.

She was angry, sure. Why would he do something like that?! Sure, the other party knew that they liked each other, but it wasn’t offical!

She walked through the crowds and eventually spotted the said male with a large group of people. She narrowed her eyes and walked over.

“Uh oh, Ore’, mad bitch alert!~ Your girlfriend looks pisseddd!~” One of his friends alerted.

The male flinched before looking over, and there she was. She did look pissed. Her hair was slightly dishelved and her brown eyes were cold. Her lips were set into a straight line. She caught his eye and made a gesture to go outside and talk with her.

“..She wants to talk, see you guys..” He simply mummbled before following the girl outside.

Once the two were outside, Ace turned to him. She looked deep into his eyes with a scowl on his face.

“We’re together?! Seriously?!” She angrily said.

The taller sighed softly and tucked his hands into his pants pockets. He looked to the night sky, like he was looking at some god to pray his mistake away.

“It was for your own good, Darling.” He said.

She visibly tensed at the nickname before walking towards him. She snatched his collar and tripped him slightly by pulling him down to her level.

“Shut the fuck up. Your a fucking werido, why did you do it?” She hissed before questioning.

The hunched over boy ‘ack’-ed slightly. She only tightened the hold she had on his neck.

“Like I said, it was for your own good! And..maybe to keep other guys away from you..” He mummbled the last part.

The light brown eyed girl only scoffed and shoved him back slightly when she let go of him. She sighed and ran a hand frustratingly through her hair.

“Why?? Why are other people around me such a bother to you!?” She questioned again.

He only narrowed his eyes at this. The former tried to not let her uneasiness show.

“Because it’s only suposed to be me, Ace.” He said.

The girl’s eyes widened and she stummbled back a little. She had her mouth open like she was ready to say something but nothing came out. Before a short, humorless laugh came out.

“Only you?! Are you fucking serious, Oreain?! I have a life!! I..I have friends and family!! If you think it’s going to be only you, your fucking nuts.” She said.

The suit wearing male pressed his lips into a firm frown and stepped a little closer to her.

“You only need me, Ace. The others don’t matter.” He eased.

She could’ve sworn her heart jumped up and down when he leaned towards her, slightly leering. Was it just her or did he seem much more..threatening then usual?

She was about to open her mouth but was cut off by the male grabing her face rather roughly and kissing her. She ‘mmf’-ed as he pushed further into the kiss. Her eyes slanted slightly before she flinched when he stepped closer and grabbed her one arm.

His fingers trailed up it slightly and she shivered. She quickly pulled away after that and stared at him.

“Oh? What’s the matter, hm?” He questioned, letting go of her and pulling away.

She didn’t respond as she just stared at him. His eyes flashing back and forth.

“Your so cute Aceeee..~” He sighed out, expression becoming slightly obessive.

The said girl only frowned and looked away. The male came closer again and she finally had enough.

“Stop!! Oreain-I-..” She panicked slightly.

He only hummed and grabbed her wrist in a difficult manner. She flinched when he raised it to his mouth and kissed it.

Sure, she hated him now. There was something wrong with him. He only peered at her with lidded eyes. She wondered if he got drugged or was drunk in some way.

She paled and sweated when he nipped at it teasingly. Was this how it was suposed to go?? Was this how he was just going to take her? Outside, almost infront of everbody.

No way.

Ace tensed and fastly pulled away, holding her wrist. She stared at him with shaky eyes for a few more seconds before leaving but she could hear him vaguely say,

“It’s not my fault, Ace!! You make me like this!!”

Wrong. She didn’t create a monster. She didn’t make him.

The long haired girl breathed in and out as she contuined to walk away from the school building. She ran a hand through her hair and kept walking.

Eventually, she found a tavern and acohol. She entered the door and the scent of smoke and wiskey hit her. Immeditally, eyes were drawen to her and looked her up and down.

Disgusting.

She walked over to the barhand and ordered a straight vodka. She noticed he made a expression and she raised a eyebrow, like egging him to spit it out.

He didn’t say anything as he handed her drink to her. She tilted her head and took a good swig of it. She could still feel people staring at her.

She finished the drink off quickly and sat at the bar with her head in between her elbows as she hunched over slightly. The achol kicked in pretty quickly and she jolted up when the barhand decided to talk to her.

“So..from the magic academy, yes?” He inquired, making a drink for someone else.

She peered up at him. He had a mix between a really dark ginger and brown hair. And paired with even darker aburn eyes, she could adimit he was attractive.

“Uh…yes..” She slowly said, careful not to let her thoughts voice.

He seemed even more curious at this as a charming smile appeared on his face.

“I heard there was a dance going down there. And well, from how your dressed, it seems that was not a complete lie. Surprising, really.” He voiced his thoughts on the matter.

Ace blinked a few times before leaning on her one arm.

“Surprising? How?” She asked.

The worker laughed slightly and paused making the drink.

“Sorry, sorry. I just ment surprising in the way that I thought they had the mind to stop doing dances after..” He trailed off.

She raised a eyebrow at him but he didn’t finish.

“Sorry, I’ll take my leave.” He quickly said, going to serve someone else.

The blue haired girl watched him for a while before getting up. She groaned as her back ached dully before exiting the bar.

She walked back to the dormatoriy. But she caught a glance of the school and people were still walking in and out. And music faintly rang in her ears.

Her head pulsed and her back hurt even more. She winced when someone bumped into her shoulder and quietly apologized. She pressed her lips into a firm line and quickly walked to her dorm room.

She knew that Autum was already inside because she decided not to go to the party or dance. She knocked on the door and heard the girl faintly call.

The door opened shortly after and she entered smoothly.

“You don’t look so well..are you okay?” She asked the shorter girl.

Ace turned towards Autum and smiled tiredly.

“Yeah, I’m just tired.” She simply said before wandering towards her room and going in.

She walked over to one of her drawers near her bed and shuffled through it. She found a pill bottle and cracked it open. She dry swallowed it and sighed.

When she walked over to closet, she caught a glance of herself in her fullbody mirror. Her dress still hugged her flat stomach and shoulders uncomfortably. But her face was red and flushed.

She merly scoffed slightly before digging through her closet and fidding clothes. She picked out a white and blue striped shirt and grey sweatpants. She quickly changed and took her makeup and hair down.

She groaned once her normal body aches started again. She was so exhausted. She climbed into the bed and grabbed the stuffed bear she slept with and shut her eyes.

She could still faintly hear the sound of people talking, laughing outside of the door. People coming back from the dance, and still the faint music coming from the dance. How late was it again??

She opened her eyes slowly and quickly glanced towards the clock on the wall. It was 11:45 in the night. How long was this party going for exactly??

She only grumbled and shuffled slightly before shutting her eyes again and sucessfully falling into slumber.

It had been months, months of Oreain and Ace offically dating, of course. She knew it was probably bad to date him after all the stuff he had done, but she loved him so much.

“Good morning, My love!~” The male welcomed her.

Oh? She forgot to mention, school was out for summer and the two shared an apartment now. It was outside of the city vaguelh and they took care of each other. That was, until he started gaining intrest in necromancey.

“Good morning, Oreain. I see your..hard at work again.” She replied with mild distaste.

Ace didn’t like death, it was too morbid for her. But Oreain just rambled on and on about it.

“Oh, yes! Look what I made you..” He happily said before rumming through his one desk and pulled out a flower.

It was a rose, to be more exact. It was a deep maroon and seemed entrancing. It had the color of blood to it and she couldn’t help but find it charming. When she turned it around in her hands, she noticed he had pricked all the thorns out of it.

“It’s very pretty. Thank you, dear.” She thanked her lover.

The yellow eyed male only smiled and she smiled back. He seemed somewhat mentally stable, and he hadn’t hurt anybody..But-

“Hey..uhm I know your completly aganist the idea of me using mortals or humans as test subjects for my work but uh..I feel as if it is the only way for me to make more progress.” He said.

Well, scratch that. The male had always wanted to make more and more achievements. He didn’t care about if he was taking someones life or not.

“Wh-Oreain! Those are people!! People like us!-I..” She bit back.

She didn’t want people to die at their hands. She just wanted to make everyone satisfied.

The male’s expression changed, one of mild confusion.

“My love I..Look at me, please..?” He started but she only looked away from him further.

She flinched when the navy haired man grabbed her face slightly to make their eyes connect.

“I understand that you care for them. But, we weigh more value then they ever will. They don’t matter, Ace.” He heavily said.

Her eyes narrowed and his touch became rougher. No, she wasn’t going to kill. He was trying to mainuplate her.

“They do matter, Oreain! They are living beings who have one life, and you want to take that away!” She replied.

He scoffed slightly and leaned closer, annoyed. His lip and eye twitch slightly before going dark.

“Listen to me. I don’t want to hurt you, but if it’s a way to get you to stop complaning and stop getting in the way then..” He threatened.

The former immeditally pulled away at this and looked at him like he was insane. Her brown eyes shakily looked into his shadowed ones.

“Are you fucking insane?! Oreain-you!!-We’ve been together for a couple months now and I was willing to look past this but..now your going too far!! Your talking about murder!” She panickly said.

The male blinked a few times and all of a sudden, his eyes seemed lighter. It was like he became a whole new person.

“..” He stayed silent for a few seconds, before sighing and humming softly.

“I supose you have a point. And I think we’ve both overacted here..maybe I have been too..invested in my work. Come, I have something for you.” He reasoned before gently grabbing the girl by the wrist and leading her.

She reflexed and tensed when he slightly leaned over at the other side and pulled out a large bottle of cherry red wine. She blinked a few times before smiling slightly.

“You remebered?” She asked.

Her boyfriend laughed slightly and pulled a cup from the drawer. She watched as he cracked it open and poured it into the cup.

He also poured a cup for himself.

“Of course I remebered. How could I forget?” He retrocially asked.

She only smiled somewhat stiffly.

“Right.” She only replied.

He raised his now red filled glass and she copied his movements.

“Cheers!” He said, clinking the two glasses together.

While Ace immeditally took the glass to her mouth, he paused. He stared at her as she opened her eyes and jolted slightly, seeing he was staring at her.

“What’s the matter?” She inquired.

He only smiled softly at her.

“I love you, you know that, don’t you?” He mummbled.

All of a sudden, a sense of being underwater filled her. Her vision became blurry and disorenated. Walls seemed to be breathing, and she shakily looked towards her boyfriend.

His face was unsteady, to her vision atleast. His calm smile seeming all the more dark. His presence seemed to loom over her.

“Or..Oreain pl..please..” She whimpered, legs almost giving out as she slouched onto the nearest wall.

The said male only hushed her and picked her up slightly. Her whole body ached dully in protest and she whined.

“Shhh, shhh, shhh..~ It’s okay, it’s okay. I’ve got you.” He comforted.

Her shaky eyes dulled slightly and she could fall her mind fogging up with sleep.

“Sleep now. You’ll be okay, love. I love you so much, never forgot that.” He lulled.

She whined and tried to keep her body and mind awake but it just wasn’t possible. Her body was numb now and she could feel every nerve but no moment.

Her head tilted aganist her will and she could feel her mind drift off into..somewhere.

Once Ace awoke, she looked around tiredly. She groaned slightly before waking up more once she relized, where exactly was she?!

She was on a bed, but not her bed. It wasn’t her boyfriends either, because it was rather small and soft. When she looked around, it was a endless white void of nothingness.

Just white, white here and litterally everywhere. She looked down at her hands and waved them slightly.

“What the hell..” She mummbled.

She flinched when she heard the faint sound of shoes coming towards her. She crawled further up on the bed, but even that seemed unreconqizeable to her.

“Ah, good morning, darling.” Oreain spoke.

The blue-nette blinked a few times before getting off the bed. When her feet touched the white ground, it lit up further and warmed her feet slightly. Odd, really. When she walked, though it made a slight echoey sound.

“Oreain..where am I??” She asked, not coming too close.

The navy haired male hummed and looked away. He didn’t even look concerned!!

“Your in a small pocket demension I created. No harm will ever come to you, well, as long as you stay in here.” He explained.

The shorter immeditally walked further away and turned to him like he was insane. Well, he was.

“Wh-What?! You cannot be serious-Oreain!! I don’t want to be here!” She said.

The taller sighed and rubbed his temple, acting like this was a inconvience to him. He looked at her. She noticed his eyes were now dark, premantly dark.

“It doesn’t matter what you WANT, Ace. I’m keeping you in here to keep you safe, forever. We can be together forever, if my plan works..” He hissed out before trailing off.

The girl opened her mouth to say something more but paused and repeated.

“Plan? What plan, huh?” She asked.

He didn’t reply, instead he only answered vaguely.

“Nothing you need to worry about, now, here. Drink this.” He spoke before pulling a bottle out.

It wasn’t just any bottle though, oh no. It was a heartshaped vial, bottle. It had a quark in the top to hold it closed and it was filled with some..red liquid.

“What is that?..” She worriedly asked.

The male sighed again and only nudged it towards her, the red liquid sloshing with the motion.

“It’s just a work in progress of mine, now, drink.” He replied before shoving the bottle in her hands.

The brown eyed girl fummbled with it slightly before sweat-dropping and opening the cap. She squinted and a scent of iron hit her. She resisted the urge to gag as she looked at him.

“I..I don’t-!” She started.

“Drink. It.” He sharply said, narrowing his eyes at her.

She frowned and looked back down at the vial before breathing out. She quickly lifted the vial to her mouth and chugged the liquid down. It burned, it burned really bad.

It tasted awful too. It tasted like the heart of something, meaty, bloody, with yet a overlly sweet aftertaste. She audibly gagged and almost retched before the male put his hand over her mouth and glared.

“I swear to every god in existence if you FUCKING spit even a single FUCKING DROP of it out, I’ll kill you, here and now.”

He threatened. She could feel her stomach and throat settle as she didn’t spill it, just like he said. He sighed before laughing slightly and moving back from her.

“Ah good, good..” He whispered.

The long haired girl winced and cleared her throat before asking,

“What was that??”

The golden eyed male hummed before looking up, like he was looking at something else. But there was nothing else, just white.

“A potion. If I did it right, it should make you atleast a little more immortal then you were before, ahaha!” He explained before laughing.

The brown eyed female gasped slightly and stumbled back.

“What the fuck?!” She yelled.

Oreain only looked at her, unamused.

“I have somewhere to be, I’ll see you very soon, my love.” He simply said before coming closer and carefully pressing a small kiss to her collarbone that was showing.

She yelped and pulled away, eyes not completly focused on him. And when she did look at him, he wasn’t there anymore.

She sweated and looked around, practically frantically. After repeating this process, her world was spinning and she collapsed.

“Fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!!!“ She yelled.

The love of her life, at least, what she thought he was, was a fucking monster.

END

[jos-corner-of-the-world]

Fall for You

“Not this again Y/n!” Seungcheol said in complete exasperation.

You had been having this fight more than normal.  You had very low self-esteem and when you’re around him, it seems like the woman just flog towards him.  He hated the attention, but you couldn’t help but feel like you weren’t good enough. You were a college student working crappy jobs just to pay for your tuition.  He was a well known musician. You chose jeans and a Chucks over skirts and heels.

Seungcheol always said that he loved that about you, but you weren’t sure.  The two of you had been together for over a year, and your heart grew more fond of him everyday.  But the seeds of doubt had been planted long ago, and just continued to grow.

You just couldn’t help but feel like you were holding him back from something great. He always assured you that you were what he wanted, but you just had a hard believe him.

“Yes, this again Seungcheol!” You yelled at him.

“Why can’t you believe me when I tell you I love you for who you are?! I would never want to change anything about you!” He yelled back at you.

“Really, Seungcheol?! You wouldn’t change anything? Not one single thing?” You asked.

“Yeah, actually I would. I would change your shitty attitude about yourself. I would change that so you could see how much I love you! How much I can’t imagine my life without you.”

That stopped you short.  Yes, he’d said he loved you, but this side of him was different.  His voice was raised, but he seemed to have a vulnerability to him.

“God, why can’t you see that? I am literally nothing without you next me.” He said, emotion making his voice thick.

“This is not what I intended, I always swore to you I’d never fall apart.  You always thought that I was stronger. I may have failed but I have loved you from the start.”  He was completely exasperated.  He wasn’t sure what else he could to to show you, to prove to you that you were the one he wanted in his life. That you were the one he loved with his whole heart.

“Seungcheol, please don’t.” You said, tears coming to your eyes. He wasn’t failing, you were.

“Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you, over again. Please don’t make me change my mind.” he said.

“I love you, I just don’t think I’m good enough. I am holding you back.” You said.

“From what? From my life on the road with the guys? You’re not holding me back from anything except from being happy.” He said, seeming to give up.

You stood there, sobbing into your hands. How could you put this amazing man through so much? You needed to get your head into this, or he was going to leave.

“Just breathe in so deep. Breathe me in, I’m yours to keep. Hold on to your words cause talk is cheap. Remember me tonight, when you’re asleep.” Seungcheol said, exiting the bedroom.

You collapsed on the bed and sobbed harder.  Somewhere in your brain it registered that he really wanted you. That he was never the type to say something to make you feel better.

You told yourself in that moment that you would believe it and you would live the rest of your life making up the all the time you guys missed by you casting doubt.

You quickly got up from the bed and ran into the den, finding Seungcheol there with a book in his hands.  He had such a sad look on his face.

“Seungcheol.” You said, walking into the den. He looked up at you with hope in eyes.  You could only give him a small smile.  He must have saw all the words you couldn’t saw etched on your face.

He got up from his chair and embraced you in a warm hug.

Tonight was definitely the night you fell for him again

Lyrics from Fall for You - Secondhand Seranade

[powdermelonkeg]

Cadenza my beloved!

He's got a knack for instruments. Anything he picks up, he can figure out within a day or two of messing with it. He plays by ear, though; can't read sheet music.

He also doesn't know any actual song magic; he just likes to play. He would be VERY good at it if he ever learned.

He's most often seen with a kalimba (the thing used in the outtro of ATLA) that he made himself, but his real favorite instrument, if anyone asks, is the electric bass he got from the Bass Guitarmos knights.

He loves the spotlight, but less in a show-off-y sense and more in a golden-retriever sense. However, he doesn't shy away from negative attention; he turns it into a challenge. Someone accuses him of stealing from them? He makes it the entire room's problem, dramatically, and challenges them to a duel of honor.

He loves his duels. They're mostly dance-offs.

He has a really soft and melodic voice when he talks; it only spikes when he yells (or stabs something—"HYAH!"). He uses that to his advantage when seranading people.

Speaking of seranading, he falls in love VERY easily. All he has to do is notice that someone's pretty or kind to be totally smitten with them. He takes rejection well, though he'll be a little over the top when he talks about it to his friends ("Sigh...love is a cruel mistress at times. My heart can't take much more of this; any further, and it'll shatter like a glass bell." "...Dude, you okay?" "Fine, why?")

There is one person, though, that's kept his affections for awhile. It's actually really sad; he traveled with Cadence as he went to save Hyrule, and during that time, he fell into actual love with her (not impulsive puppy love). She was smart, strong, adventurous, had the prettiest laugh...But she went back to her home world before he could tell her how he felt about her...That's inaccurate, actually. He elected NOT to tell her, because he thought it would be cruel to do that the moment she was leaving.

He actually joins the Chain with an ulterior motive. He's hoping that as they travel worlds, they'll eventually come across Cadence's world, and he can find her again.

His beat ability is actually an extension of Hylian telepathy; he interprets the thoughts around him as music instead of words in a kind of telepathic synthesia.

It's helped him avoid most injuries on the field, because he's trained himself to know when that music means attack patterns. He often whistles the tune he hears to help himself keep "on beat" with it and avoid attacks on time.

He is to rings and tools what Wild is to weapons. Legend is in awe on how he can go through a sturdy shovel and ring of protection in five minutes flat, and won't let Cadenza NEAR his collection of artifacts because of it.

Unlike most of the others, Cadenza never got the Master Sword. His main weapon is Caladbolg, a rainbow claymore that's just a smidge too big for him and that leaves a trail of colors in the wake of its swing. He has an entire attic full of weapons, though, everything from spears to flails.

He likes sentimental jewelry; he keeps pictures of his friends in the Goron Locket, he adds charms to his charm bracelet whenever he feels like something big has happened in his life, and he wears blue flower earrings that were a gift from the Deku Scrub, Yves.

He has actually died. He has frequent nightmares about it. Every time he fails, the Fates keep sending him back, good as new, and it's...traumatizing. He can look at himself and see zero scars, feel zero pain even though he was just stabbed by a Darknut or frozen by a Wizzrobe. It's really messed with his sense of reality and burned out his adrenaline response, so he tends to be more reckless than anyone should reasonably be. And that's going to cause problems for him when he joins the Chain.

On a more lighthearted note, he absolutely plays the guitar riff whenever Robbie strikes a pose.

This is Caladbolg, btw!

I haven’t drawn him yet (it’s been a busy week for me) but who wants to hear about my Linked Universe Cadence of Hyrule Link?

[ingroundatsky]

Resolution -

My new year resolution met with my time of evolution, as I seek a solution to defeat pollution, a polluted time, with polluted minds, where being spiritual is crime, I want to know the divine..

My new year resolution is to defeat my inner beast, To acheive a good destiny and reach a level elite, as I elevate, I meditate , hearing a seranade, my anxiety is my renegade, turn the lemons to lemonade, a dollar make me money made..

yes my resolution has been decided, and it’s a revolution. change my life for less sin and no retribution, shift my mind, and climb the highs, buy the lows and and speak no lies, do no evil spread good vibes, an aura can been see by a million eyes, even if I got shit hide, I surely can’t hide it from the man inside, Must i continue with the good energy , and positive vibes, thank God for every day I’m alive..

My resolution is to keep my resolution, life ain’t timeless, Fuck saying new year new me, it’s a new year and we’ll see, put my self in pedestal, wonder how it’ll be, we ain’t living an eternity, lifes too short, many at the lows they abort, but I’ll hold on to dear life and no fear, I might fail, but I will persevere..

My resolution from 1080p is 4K clear, all I know that it’s almost here, my time is coming, I will shine this year..

Happy 2018 to you

Amen

M.D. - Cr. HeartFlows

[mbtiandgifs]

Types when flirting af

ENTJ: Glorifies themselves and brags in hopes of attaining interest. Prefers to be the chaser.

INTJ: Laughs at jokes and smiles the same way they do with friends, so it’s a bit hard to tell if they’re actually flirting. (Surprise!)

ENTP: Doesn’t even try. 

INTP: Most likely to be a romantical ball of poems and seranades. Tries to lure you in with their intelligence.

ENFP: Obvious body language, lots of eye contact, tries to connect with you. Enjoys being the chaser.

INFP: Really sweet and put together over text, an awkward mess in person.

ENFJ: Is super smooth and good at flirting and somehow ends up being close friends instead.

INFJ: Incredible skills of understanding other human beings and the art of socializing suddenly fails them. Awkwardness all the way.

ESFJ: Will try and show you how many friends they have to increase their value.

ISFJ: If they really like you, they will overcome their shyness and want to spend as much time with you as possible.

ESTJ: Waits for the perfect opportunity and plays hard to get.

ISTJ: Doesn’t play games or anything. Just blunt and to the point.

ESTP: Push and pull, doesn’t mind playing games to keep it interesting and keeping you on your toes.

ISTP: Just body language. They’re not a “romantical ball” like the INTPs and go for the “if you are unable to say it with words, say it with your body” approach.

ESFP: They will try and make you enjoy the moment by using humor or excitement while at the same time drawing your attention towards them.

ISFP: Tries their best to be an ESFP and ends up being a flustered INFP or INFJ.