#i wish to know what goes in inside that beautiful noggin of his because

[fighting-naturalist]

Daniel being ~over it~ in "Evolution Pt. 1" (again)

[shadowling-guistical]

Sit and Bleed.

Roman asks Remus for advice, and Remus delivers. In his own, mildly disturbing way. Somehow, bonding ensues.

Yeah idk either. I shared this to one of my friends and they said, and I quote, "Hey mishi i love you but wtf? Did remus posess you?"

So like, enjoy?

WARNING: Extensive blood talk, period talk, mild injury, mild gore, and generally just canon typical Remus shenanigans.

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"Do you think that it's true?" Roman had asked him one day, "That writing is easy? That you could just sit at a typewriter and… And bleed?"

It had been dusk, and somehow, Roman had Imaginationed the setting sun to send it's final rays streaking across his room. From where Remus had been lying, splayed out on Roman's carpet like a human sacrifice waiting for a malevolent god, it looked sickeningly beautiful. The gold that bathed the room, the warmth and splendour, he thought it was just saccharinely horrid.

Roman turned his chair to face him. Remus turned his head. A heartbeat turned into two before he scoffed.

"Please," Remus idly picked his nose, rolling the products he found jammed up in his sniffer into a small hard ball and flicked it off to god knows where. He hoped it landed on Roman's pillow. "If writing were that easy, I'd twist my foot off and feed it to Virgil's tarantula,"

"It used to be,"

Remus sighed, swinging his legs up before he leapt onto his feet with a soft oof. Roman went back to his writing, ignoring the sound of Remus' spine popping when he straightened himself. The Duke sauntered to Roman's desk, looking over his shoulder to see…

Nothing.

Well, nothing substantial .

Bits of writing here, a doodle there, scratched out ideas at the corner, angry scribbles at another…Oof.

His twin must have noticed, because Roman’s tone was bitter.

“Not anymore,”

"Yeah well," Remus muttered, thinking of glittering yellow eyes filled with mischief and a sly smirk underneath a shadowy hood, "A lot of other things used to be easy too,"

"Well? What do you think?"

Riiiiight, typewriting and bleeding. Remus scoffed, "Well willya lookit that. You never asked me before, why start now?"

Roman groaned, "... Remus I’m serious here,"

"Hey! It's true," Remus swiped the paper and crumpled it into a ball. Without looking, he threw it over the shoulder. Roman scowled when he sees it bounce onto his bed, "What's up, Prince stink-a-lot? You ask me to come hang out. You didn't kick me out when I wiped boogers onto that skinned angora cat you call a carpet, and now you're asking me questions? What gives?"

"...it's just…"

God, it’s just this and it’s just that , Remus wanted to pull his hair out already. He wished Roman would just spit it out. Just vomit it out and get this over with. Really, getting his stupid twin to just spew whatever was rattling in that noggin if his was worse than pulling teeth out of a gator. And Remus would know, he tried it a lot over the years.

"I just wanted to be like you,"

And there it was, whatever thing that had been sitting in his twin’s gut like a 5 foot long tapeworm.

…

Like him.

Like Remus.

The Duke of Dastardly Deeds.

Mr. Dark and Disgusting himself.

Roman "Pretty Boy" Sanders wanted to be like him?

Remus leaned forward, far more amused than shocked.

"...You're fucking with me,"

"No, I am not," Roman was looking at him with those intense green eyes of his and woah… the guy really was serious, wasn't he?

Huh.

Curiosity reared it's head, familiar and cloying somewhere inside of Remus'  stomach. Then again, it could have been the extra potent shaving cream he had over his deodorant earlier today. Who fucking knows.

"Why?" He finally asked.

"Because… You've always made it look so… easy," Shaking hands ran through unruly curls, "It comes easier for you than it did for me. Always did. Just— How do you do it, Remus?"

The other twin considered it for a moment.

Had it really? Admittedly, Remus didn’t really notice it. He hummed. Sit on a typewriter and let yourself bleed , huh?

Well. He apparently had a crisis to handle.

Remus leaned against Roman's desk. Lightly, he ran rough, clumsy fingers on a splotch of dried ink absorbed into wood.

The tone that his Other Half (Don't make it weird Tumblr, he didn't mean that way. So put those pitchforks down and back away. Thanks.) had used while gesturing to the stack of papers and feather quills on his desk now morphed into disgust, "it feels like I just don't have any flowing in me anymore,"

"Well duh," long, dirty fingernails tapped against polished wood, "It's because bleeding isn't supposed to be easy, you doofus," He sighed, and Roman’s expression caused him to nearly want to groan and drape himself over the table. God, it was so fucking obvious that Roman really had no idea, did he? "You know, If you wanna go all gross metaphor with me, you gotta at least not half ass it,"

"Okay, but half ass it how? That how the saying goes,"

With all the tact and delicacy of a blunt axe, Roman’s words were cut off.

"Then it's a shit saying,"Before Roman could protest, "Look do you want me to help or not? Yeah? Then good. Just shut up for a sec and spill the juicy details," Pause, "Okay, what do you know about periods?"

Roman stiffened, obviously beginning to not like where the conversation was steered to. Because not even Jesus could take the wheel when Remus was behind it. However, Roman reluctantly let his shoulders relax when his twin brushed him off with an eye roll. Cautiously, because Remus still needs to be handled much like a skunk would.

"Remus— ���

"Oh just relax. This is going somewhere. Trust me. And I won't do any shit I can't clean up. Just answer the question,"

Roman looked queasy, but swallowed heavily. He supposed he did ask, "I guess, just what Thomas learned in Sex Ed,"

Hm, he could work with that.

"So absolutely shit! Great! I just love the educational system in Florida. Wonderful. Wish the Nerdy Wolverine was here to tell you. But you only got me so it'll have to do— Should've prepared a whole musical number about it too—"

Remus held out his palms, and Roman sees the skin tighten. It strained and stretched before it ripped into a bloody gash.  Roman grimaced, the other unperturbed. In fact, he daresay Remus looked curious. Like he was mulling over what to say.

"Eh, Follow up— Have" Remus let the blood pool into his cupped hands. A tablespoonful turned into a cupful and soon it was overflowing. He tipped his hand so that the blood dribbled down. Drip drip drip, a small stream of blood hit the floor in splatters, "Have you seen it before? Period blood?"

"What?” Oh god, he feels like he could gag, “Gross—! No of course not,"

Remus rolled his eyes.

"Unfeminist much?" The dry tone was met with protest.

"I'm not!—" Roman spluttered, "I don't go around looking for what comes out of people's pants, Remus!"

"Yeah yeah, but did you know they're chunky though?"

"I— What the fuck Remus?"

"Just...humour me for a sec. So they're chunky," Remus sort of flicked his hand, sending smaller droplets flying. A particularly large droplet streaked across Roman’s floor, "Thick goopy, disgusting— Hey, think of that the next time you scoop out some Crofters eh?"

Well, there nearly goes Roman's lunch.

"Oh god.” He pushed down the tickle at the back of his throat, “Please don't— Just, get to the point,"

"Okay okay. Jeez. The point is," two scarred, calloused hands rubbed together, letting the blood smear, "Is that even blood flows differently,"

The hands raised up, tinged red and both of them marred with an angry, red, jagged tear.

"Look at this shit. See? Not everything that comes out is the same. Some places will drip. Others flow and some? They're chunky. That's just how it is. you can't expect chunky blood to flow as easily as fresh blood,"

Without letting Roman mull on the morbid metaphor, he ploughed on.

"Oh yeah— And blood coagulates. It dries up and turns to scab. It won't stay bleeding forever. It's not supposed to. And expecting it to is just stupid, so write that down with your fancy quill,"

Blinking, Roman's mind slowly caught up with him.

Flowing blood and drying and scabbing— He soon deflated.

Oh.

Oh…

He just watched wordlessly as Remus wiped his hand against the fabric of his outfit. Flakes of dried blood sprinkled down joining the droplets on the ground like some sort of morbid snow.

" And just in case you forget, because of course you do. Scabbing is good. Personal experience guaranteed. It heals things. Plus…" the hand with the cut waved again. Exaggeratedly, mockingly, and even Roman couldn't help but to crack a smile, "You gotta make a pretty deep cut if you wanna bleed a lot,"

Maybe Roman was imagining the softer tone that Remus had let bleed into his voice.

"And if you bleed a lot, you gotta let yourself scab,"

A long, slow exhale.

He had to let himself scab.

"And… You've kinda been bleeding a lot, didn’tcha?"

"I…" Roman swallowed, mouth suddenly dry, "...Yeah...I think so,"

"Been making some huge cut lately to get it flowing?…"

"...Mmmm…" Shaking breaths, fragile and soft. Okay… okay… "Remus?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you… do you think I can… I should—"

Should he stop?

"... Course you could, you stupid bleeding heart…" a hand found itself in Roman's hair, gently carding it. Really, almost petting it, "...But fuck Ro, if that isn't the thing we all love about you, you doof. Of course you can. And you should. In fact, I am telling you to,"

Hesitantly, a pair of arms circled themselves over Roman's shoulder, pulling him close.

Remus didn't mention it when he saw broad shoulders decorated in tassels begin to  shake. He didn't pay attention to the soft sobs that sent a Prince, unwavering and strong, shaking. He didn't care about the way Roman's face had crumpled.

"It's time to let it scab, Roman. And try not to pick at it too much,”

Outside, the figure that had been leaning against the door for the better part of the last 10 minutes smiled.

Heh… Credit where credit's due, he supposed.

He tilted his bowler hat forward and began walking down the hallway. No need to worry.

Who knew that the Duke had it in him.

[isakwon]

Traveling With Junmyeon

A MoodBoard Series

Last Moodboard: Sleeping under the same sky

Junmyeon holds his phone up and arches his neck back to capture every motion of the Tiger Shark swimming above him. He snaps as many photos of the Shark as possible until it swims away, and then starts taking pictures of the other sharks inside the tunnel. Other tourists are respectfully quiet underneath the tunnel since sharks are sensitive to underwater sounds. And you watch Junmyeon become fascinated by the sharks as you’ve never seen him this way before.

Junmyeon doesn’t like Aquariums. He only brought you to an Aquarium because you love them so much. But you noticed the wondrous gleam in his eyes and a smile etched upon his lips. He would usually be bored watching fishes all day, but he seems to be enjoying this exhibit as much as you are. Maybe even a little more. You nudged his shoulder so that he knows you are standing you smiling at him, and he smiles back before snapping a surprise photo of you, making you widen your eyes with surprise.

You roll your eyes, amused, and shook your head as Junmyeon beams. He lowers his phone and watches the sharks again. “This is so cool.”

He whispers.

You wrap an arm around him and hum. “Yeah.”

Aquariums are one of your most favorite places to visit. Earlier this morning, Junmyeon mentioned having a great surprise for you after breakfast, and you were confused because you thought this entire trip was the surprise. He refused to give you hints about the surprise during the ride over. He wouldn’t even give you one tiny little detail when you pleaded.

It wasn’t until you looked outside the cab window and saw a building decorated with starfishes, bubbles, and sea lions, did you know where you are. As soon as you realized where you are, you felt your heart leap inside your chest.

You never thought about visiting an aquarium here, much less knew if there was one nearby.

Both of you had visited an art museum, the science museum, the history museum, and a mummy museum. And although that museum sent chills down your spine, it was fascinating and you loved it. All of them were museums you would love to visit again, and would surely recommend them to anyone who considers visiting the country.

However, once you found out the surprise was an Aquarium, you squealed and hopped off the cab like a little girl at a candy store. As you waited in line, you tugged onto Junmyeon's arm, smiling eye to eye as you tell him about how excited you are to visit an Aquarium after so long.

Junmyeon knew you would be thrilled and was proud of himself for making you feel this way, although it made him feel a little embarrassed. He was hoping for a reaction as such ever since he found this one the night before, so he regrets nothing. Aquariums are a place of nostalgia for Junmyeon too, so he was ready to spend the entire day here with you.

You love Aquariums. Especially the ones which were designed to give off a true under the sea atmosphere. This Aquarium was larger, more dimensional, and much more mesmerizing compared to the ones back home. There was a skeletal display of a blue whale hanging from the ceiling and an outdoor exhibition for Sea Lions, Otters, and Dolphins. The tanks were wide enough for Octopuses, Seahorses, and Globe Crabs to move around. And an outdoor exhibit filled with Reptiles and Tropical birds.

The staff offered you to go snorkeling with sharks, but you politely refused while Junmyeon mustered up his courage and went all in for it. You preferred snorkeling with the sea turtle instead. You fed the birds and recorded a video of Junmyeon having a laughing contest with an Australian Kookaburra. And he took photos of you holding a Boa Constructor around your shoulders with the bravest face you could disguise. It felt silky and scaly and chilly, but you weren't afraid of it lunging towards you since it wasn’t looking towards you.

Once again, this has been the most fun you've had on this trip.

The most unexpected and wonderful surprise of all was seeing African penguins waddle up and down the halls. You were feeding young stingrays when a staff member announced to take caution because penguins were coming. You turned around, and as soon as you saw them, you were floored to the ground. Junmyeon recorded a video of them, smiling, as you were hiding the awed grin behind your hands. When it seemed as though nothing could be able to top that moment, you find the Jellyfishes exhibit.

There was something beautiful about Jellyfishes that had always attracted you. To this day, you could never found out the reasons why they snatch your attention. Maybe it was because of the way they float eloquently like a wedding dress in the water. Maybe it’s because they are calming behaved creatures and yet are one of the most intimidated. Or probably, because they remind you of your favorite childhood book.

For whatever reason, you become transfixed by them every time you see them. You feel wonder filling in your eyes, becoming dazed, and a smile was etching onto you. It was gorgeous. This Aquarium could have as many great descriptions as it does have many species of sea creatures. It was the best surprise yet and has been the most heart-warming thing since the little girl presenting you with a flower. You were having so much fun; a lot of fun.

The child-like excitement you developed this morning will soon shrink into gloominess, and you already feel upset just thinking about it. You do not want to go back to the hotel afterward. There is still so much of the day left to be spent and enjoyed. Hopefully, you will be able to visit someplace else.

Junmyeon looks at you adoringly and scoots closer beside you, placing his hand over yours. “Y/N.”

You turn around and Junmyeon leans forward to kiss you. Your breath hitches, eyes flutter shut as you lean into the kiss. His top lip rested over your noggin and you wish it lasted longer when he pulls away. You smile at each other as you intertwine fingers together.

You whispered, “Thank you for this Myeon.”

“You're welcome, babe.” He whispers.  

You turn towards the Jellyfishes again without saying anything. It has been a while since you visited an Aquarium and you couldn't believe Junmyeon found one as extravagant as this. He found it while you were showering this morning and was trying to find an alternative after having his original plan be postponed.

“Do you know why I brought you here?” He asks.

You shake your head.  

“An Aquarium was where we started talking.” He said.  

At first, you don’t understand what he means until you remember a few years back. You raise your eyebrows. “Oh, that’s right we did!”

The last time you've been to an Aquarium was when you met Junmyeon again-the second time. By then, you still didn't have a good impression on him. Sehun and Chanyeol were your mutual friends, and they invited you to hang out with them during the holiday weekend. They invited Junmyeon too without notifying you. Since you already met once, you know his name and face.

The four of you had dinner and drinks at the same restaurant you had seen Junmyeon. You had all gotten bored with the Cinema and thought about which other places you should visit next. The place you suggested was an Aquarium.

“When you said we should go to an aquarium, I thought it was a random suggestion.” He says, “I wasn’t even into aquariums at the time.”

You gasp at him and he goes on. “I thought they smelled awful, and they used to bore me until I'd fall asleep.”

“Babe, you fell asleep on a go-kart ride at an amusement park! Thank goodness you were okay!”

He chuckles down at his feet, embarrassed by how you still remember that. You never forgot about the time he fell asleep on a go-kart and you bring it up anytime he wants to complain about you falling asleep during movie night. You would watch them late at night, and your eyelids would become heavy with sleep. You couldn’t help it, even if a scene was interesting.

“Anyway, while Sehun and Chanyeol agreed on going, I was against it because I disliked them, but I didn’t want to be rude.” He said. “You were excited about it and because I wanted to be nice, I went. I’ll admit though, I thought it was a little weird.”  

“I thought you were weird for not liking aquariums. ” You shot back.

He may not be wrong since it was kinda weird of you to consider sleeping on the hotel roof, but then again, Junmyeon was the one who made that plan into action. He thought you were serious and you thought he was crazy for taking your sarcasm seriously. However, you had an amazing evening gazing upon the nightlife and doing the same things you do at home.

Maybe it's best to admit both of you are weird.

“The trip wasn’t bad and then I noticed you disappeared. I didn't know whether or not I should have, but I decided to go look for you that day.”   On that day, you had left to use the restroom, and on the way back you found a new animal exhibit. Feeling excited, you searched for that new exhibit and found two new Beluga Whales. You overcome with awe and shortly after Junmyeon found you smiling at them.

He says, “I didn’t mean to scare you by the way.”

“You didn’t scare me Myeon, you scared the living heck out of me!”

Junmyeon was walking up from behind and you didn’t notice until you spot another strange figure along with your reflection. Though you couldn’t tell it was Junmyeon since his reflection was blurry, and your jump scare caused him to flinch in surprise.

He was embarrassed by the way that you shrieked, but mostly from scaring you. When you remembered you were in an Aquarium, you clapped your hands over your mouth and checked to see if anyone heard you. He remembers restraining a giggle when you did that.

“I wasn’t trying to.” He said.

You smirk at him. “Still, I thought you were a stranger trying to squeeze my hip.”

“I was just trying to tap your shoulder.” He said, “Besides, we barely knew each other at the time, so we pretty much were strangers.”

Nowadays, you are the one creeping up behind him and scare him. Only every once in a while in the morning when you need him to wake up.

“It was awkward at first watching the whales with you without saying a thing to each other. And then, you told me Beluga Whales could kiss and I was impressed by how much you knew about them." He says, "I knew you were smart, but you just kept impressing me that day.”

You become flattered. Junmyeon swears you are the intellectual and creative one, but you strongly deny that. He was the one with the wit and ambition in this relationship. And they were also some of the things that attracted you.

“No, babe. It was just me being my nerdy self.” You said.

“It further piqued my interested in you."

You restrain your grin. “Do you remember the whale that had a crush on you?”

The two of you were having a bit of small talk when one of the whales started whirling around and squeaking at Junmyeon. You giggled and teased him by saying the whale had a crush on him, and he decided to see if they really can kiss. It was just him trying to poke your funny bone the way you did with his. Junmyeon squatted down in front of the whale, and puckers his lips, and leaned toward the glass. The Whale approaches him with puckered lips until their lips touch the glass, and they share a kiss through the tank. Junmyeon made the little ‘chu’ sound and the whale started squealing out of glee which made him giggle. You never expected him to do something as heartwarming as kissing an animal, and it was also the first time you've seen Junmyeon smile genuinely. 

You noticed how his eyes crinkle when he smiles, and his laugh lines appear as well as a single dimple on his left cheek.

A smile like that looked much better on him than the blank expression he had when you first met.

The whale urges Junmyeon for another kiss and he gladly does it again. The whale squeals once more and Junmyeon giggles before pretending to kiss the tank again. It was the cutest thing you have ever seen. And then suddenly, without thinking, you pulled your phone out and started recording him.

“When I saw you recording me, I got really shy.” He said.  

When he mentions that memory, you begin cringing. “I should’ve asked if you would’ve been comfortable with it first. You said, shaking your head. Although it’s a sweet memory, you can’t stop cursing yourself for having made the sudden decision. Since you barely knew each other at the time, you had no idea if he was the type of person who doesn’t like being recorded. He didn’t even take photos of the last time you and your friends went out. When he caught you recording him, you remember thinking you had ruined an adorable moment and considered deleting the video. Until Junmyeon looked at you with that warm earnest smile and asks if you could send it to him.

“Y/N, if you hadn’t been recording me back then, I would’ve never had the chance to ask for your number.”

He asked if you could send him the video for you to switch numbers.

This man knew exactly what would happen when he asked for your number. When he went to look for you in the Aquarium and when he was making you laugh during your time alone. He learned about the deep and personal you rarely show anyone as if you had known each other before. This was the same person you never thought you would develop a personal relationship with. Not romantically or platonically.

If you hadn’t switched numbers on that visit to the Aquarium, you wouldn’t be sitting beside him in this one today. You could’ve erased his number after sending the video, but Junmyeon made you see him in a brighter light you didn’t know he has. You enjoyed your time together and knew you want to see him again. And when he asked if you wanted to hang out again, you said yes.

He could’ve given up and moved on from you for someone else who would give him attention. Except, he didn’t and you are grateful of him for that. You squeeze his hand affectionately.

“Thank you for not holding a grudge against me.” You whisper, looking at him with admiration.

He smiles, “Thank you for giving me a chance.”

Although he still can’t get over the smell, Junmyeon developed a soft spot for Aquariums after spending those brief moments with you. Since then, he knew there was some magnetic connection between you, and he knew he had to see you again. Maybe that was why he considers Aquariums to be romantic.

“So, the moral of the story is that I was right about Aquariums all along.” You tease.

“Yeah, you were right and I’m not gonna argue with you on that.” He laughs, 

“Do you wanna stay, or do you wanna see the rest of the Aquarium?”

You shake your head. “No. Let’s just stay a little longer.”

The two of you sit in silence, watching the Jellyfish, and keeping your hands attached. That exact day must be why you consider Aquariums romantic. After the jellyfish, you move on to see the outdoor exhibits and found the Sea Otters and Dolphins. You found a life-sized checkered board game on the playground and played for at least thirty minutes until you won. Before leaving, you browse around the gift shop and try to convince Junmyeon to purchase a matching necklace for both of you to wear. Except, he huffs and turns stern.

“No Y/N, it’s too cheesy. We don’t need stuff like that.”

You sigh, “Ugh, all right.”

As soon as you walk out of the Aquarium, a little girl runs up to you and asks if she could take your photo. She had looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old and seemed to be an aspiring photographer. You both accepted and she steps a few feet away from where you are standing and points her camera at you. Junmyeon hugs you from the back, placing his chin on your shoulder, and you lean your head against his chest and hold onto his arms.

It turns out her camera prints photos as polaroids. She catches the photo before it could drop onto the ground and waved it until the picture clears up.

“Here.” She says, handing you the photo. “Thanks a lot for letting me take a picture. I’ve never seen grown-up twins before, so I wanted to take pictures.”

“We’re not twins.” You both said, bewildered.

The girl becomes shocked. “You’re not?”

“No,” said Junmyeon. “We’re a couple.”

“Oh.” Her expression is frozen. “I thought you were twins since your clothes are the same.”

You and Junmyeon looked up and down at each other and it turns out, you are wearing identical colors. He was wearing a white sweater and a navy beanie with jeans while you are wearing a white top and your blue coat with jeans. The young girl thanks you again and leaves to take more pictures leaving you and Junmyeon to scanning each other’s outfits.

How did neither of you notice until now?

"You're right babe.” You said. “We don’t need a necklace."

[the-broken-trainer]

Tagged by @diamonddandruff

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE

Name -  He goes by Talion Girochin, but his real name is Akio Kikuichi. Eye colour - Grey-Blue or Red with Black Sclera depending on how mad he is. Hair style / colour - Super messy Black or Super messy White, again based on madness Height -  6′8″ base, about 6′10″-7′ when mad. Clothing style -  I wanna say Ninja. But typically he chooses whatever. He likes pockets, and stuff that doesn’t get caught in his robot arm. Enjoys wearing jackets and cloaks and things even when it’s hot. But he keeps his clothing mostly practical and easy to move in. Functional. Best physical feature: What dat robo arm do? I mean it’s basically a multi tool. Lighter, grappling hook, smoke pellets, taser. I’m pretty sure I never actually figured out everything it can do. Also it can vibrate for other purposes but hey there’s that. Other than that, probably his eyes.

LAYER TWO : THE INSIDE

Fears -  Absol, Ariados, Himself, Losing Control of his Anger, Rejection, Abandonment, Betrayal, Did I mention HIMSELF Guilty pleasure -  Despite Talion’s regimen being fairly strict in terms of training and when he gets up and what he generally eats, his diet is actually fairly undefined. But his guilty pleasure by far is sitting in his boxers with a bunch of junk food watching some sort of Super Hero movie or show. Biggest pet peeve - Talking with your mouth full. He finds it highly disrespectful. Or if someone doesn’t return his bow. That’s even more disrespectful, but he’s used to it. Ambitions for the future - To actually gain majority control over Giratina’s powers and basically take over as Giratina, which is what he’s meant to do eventually.

LAYER THREE : THOUGHTS

First thoughts upon waking up: Did you mean: First thoughts when his schedule starts because sleep is really hard for him to accomplish? But basically it’s usually just a simple thing like running through his list of things to do in his head or what he’s planning to eat. Some days, though. It’s just. “Fuck.” What you think about most: “Am I really making a difference? Am I doing good? Are they okay?” What you think about before bed: “Why do I even bother at this point?” What your best quality is: He’s loyal to a fault, really. And he’s protective, though some would say overly so.

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER ?

Single or group dates -  HAH. DATES. Right, yeah. Next question. To be loved or respected -  Respected. Beauty or brains - He’s okay with a happy middle. You don’t have to be a model and you don’t have to be a scientist. He just has to find you interesting. Dogs or cats - Cats holds up Cherri like Simba but Dogs are completely okay too.

LAYER FIVE : DO YOU …

Lie - He tends to not, really. He tends to be pretty honest about what’s going on in his noggin. Believe in yourself - Pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff Next Believe in love - He hopes so. Want someone - Oh yeah. Definitely. I even have a list in no particular order

LAYER SIX : EVER BEEN …

Been on stage: Yes, actually. Wait do like. School plays when he was like 6 count? Done drugs: Probably not in the way this is implied, but he used painkillers a lot during his time at the Org. Changed who you were to fit in: He didn’t change himself, but he was changed.

LAYER SEVEN : FAVORITES

Favourite color - Looks at his all black outfit He doesn’t really have ONE, but he does enjoy blacks/greys, purples, reds, silvers, and golds. Favourite animal - Impossible to choose. Favourite movie -  It probably changes so often, it’s not even funny. He bounces around movies and books and things so much. Favourite game - Don’t tell anyone he plays games, but broooooo. Just like the last one he plays a lot so it’s hard to figure out what one. But he has a certain fondness for MMOs and things where you can create your protagonist. He puts himself in them a lot.

LAYER EIGHT : AGE

Day your next birthday will be - October 28th, which will be a Sunday actually. Oh boy. How old will you be - He will actually be 28, though I do keep his baseline age of 26 for the most part just to keep things simple... Though who knows. Age you lost your virginity - He hasn’t main verse. Though it would be like. 26/27 if we count side ship verses. Does age matter - He does think it matters. With age comes experience. He learned that from Ryouichi. Though not all older people are wise, they have had the time to become wise should they seek it. He very much respects his elders.... Also he’s not a fan of kids.

LAYER NINE : IN A PERSON

Best personality - Somebody who is patient would probably suit him best, but man does he love a firecracker. He’s really not too picky, because he can adapt to several different personalities. Either turning up or down things like his protectiveness and aggression towards others around said person. Best eye colour -  He has a thing for odd colours that aren’t “standard” as well as blues. Though it doesn’t really matter. Best hair colour -  Any, really. He finds strange colours fascinating, as with eyes. Shades of red/pink seem to be a thing he’s attracted to apparently. But yeah. Any, really. Best thing to do with a partner - Movie night, dinners, stargazing... Just being around them is nice. He enjoys closeness if he trusts someone like that.

LAYER TEN : FINISH THE SENTENCE

I love - he doesn’t know how to finish this one I feel - tired. I hide - a lot. I miss - My family. I wish - I could be better.

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