#when music hits you you feel no pain. >>> 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂

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»» ──────ஓ๑♄๑ஓ ────── ««     ᴀꜱ  ꜱᴏᴏɴ  ᴀꜱ   he  spoke  the  words,  he  almost  instantly  began  to  regret  it.   he  could  hear  just  how  much  ash’s  voice  trembled  as  he  responded,  and  he  didn’t  need  to  look  into  his  eyes  to  see  how  tense  he  had  gotten  from  the  older  man’s  sudden  insecurity  that  flew  into  his  chest  like  a  meteor.   he  had  no  idea  what  these  feelings  were,  or  what  they  meant,  but  ...  ash  was  something  special  to  him.   and  he  HATED  that  he  potentially  hurt  him  by  being  unable  to  control  the  words  that  came  from  his  mouth,  his  emotions  beginning  to  well  up  and  take  over  him  more  than  he  was  comfortable  admitting  to.

     the  other  didn’t  even  need  to  break  himself  off  once  he  finished  ;   he  knew,  deep  down,  where  the  conclusion  of  the  other’s  confession  would  end,  even  if  he  didn’t  completely  finish  his  sentence.   and  it  wasn’t  like  he’d  need  to,  for  dick  was  already  on  his  feet,  almost  RACING  across  the  room  to  grab  the  other  by  his  cheeks  and  press  his  lips  against  his,  quick  enough  to  be  the  force  that  near  cut  the  other  off  from  finishing.   he  just  wanted  to  shut  him  up,  to  show  him  how  SORRY  he  was  for  doubting  him  ...  and  to  let  him  know  that  he  wasn’t  alone  in  the  way  he  felt.

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»» ──────ஓ๑🐾๑ஓ ────── «« ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ quiet day in the studio, which was rather unusual because of the band's tendency to meet up there all at once in person. however, gar was the only one booked in for a session ; he wanted to record some of the piano licks he had written for the band's upcoming album. he had finished earlier than he thought he would, so he decided to practice the grieg piano concerto on the studio's grand, just to see how it felt. a sudden knock at the door pulled him out of his trance, though, so he turned his head to see who it was, expecting it to be either dick or kory to come along and see where he went and why he had been out for so long. instead, a young woman he didn't recognize stepped in, with long, sunflower-blonde hair and piercing light-colored eyes. the first thing he noticed about her was how strikingly BEAUTIFUL she was ; he reflexively swallowed, trying not to let his hands shake as he smiled awkwardly at her. ❝ ... hi. are you, uh ... here for a recording session ... ? ❞

[hikmets]

Cam Kapı glass door

[spcrboy]

( tag dump c: )

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»» ──────ஓ๑🐾๑ஓ ────── «« ʜᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴡɴᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ she stepped away ... why was she being so distant? he himself was a bit awkward with strangers and people he was still getting to know, but ... the ENERGY he picked up from emma was enough to comfort him and make him feel safe, even if he was still learning about her.

❝ y-yeah, i know what that's like ... i only get breaks like this maybe three to five times a year. ❞ he WISHED he could be like the ocean, and he got the sense that emma felt the same. he just wished he knew how to help her. that is, if she was open to it, and if she even needed it in the first place.

“I’m glad I invited you out.” Emma smiled shyly, taking a step back in case he felt uncomfortable with her closeness. She needed to remind herself.. she needed to keep a distance. There was a reason she hadn’t had friends.. she had to keep that in mind. It was easy to forget about everything when she was with Gar.. but she needed to keep him safe-

“I’m always out here if I have the time. It’s a good escape from life. The ocean doesn’t have expectations, it’s free.. it can do what it wants, whenever it wants. That’s what I love about it.. the ocean doesn’t care.”

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»» ──────ஓ๑♄๑ஓ ────── «« ❝ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ go get some rest. ❞

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»» ──────ஓ๑⚔︎๑ஓ ────── «« ❝ ʀᴜɴ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ, or else you will face the wrath of the hug monster !! ❞

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@ghxstofycu 👀👀👀

»» ──────ஓ๑⚔︎๑ஓ ────── «« ʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʙꜱ ʜᴇʀ wrists, his lips pressing up against hers as he presses her back against the wall. his tongue dips into her mouth before he peels away, only to trail his lips down her neck to suck against her collarbone, where he was sure a dark spot would bloom later. his knee trapped her legs against the wall, essentially forcing her to stay put, while he rather briskly moved her wrists to pin them above her head. god, he had no idea how long he'd been waiting for a moment like this with her ...

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»» ──────ஓ๑⚔︎๑ஓ ────── «« ❝ … ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ wanna go back to the manor tonight ... ❞

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»» ──────ஓ๑♄๑ஓ ────── «« ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ in the airbnb, the rest of the band out finishing up some recording for an upcoming single. now that he and ash were alone, he felt comfortable enough to lean over and NUZZLE against the crook of ash's neck. ❝ ... you look cute today, ❞ he complimented softly, reaching over to give his hand a gentle squeeze.

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@ghxstofycu || cont.

»» ──────ஓ๑🐾๑ஓ ────── «« ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sworn he felt his heart cracking into a million pieces in his chest. it was less about the fact that she was finding it difficult to trust him again, but more so that their relationship would probably NEVER be the same again, even if he was just trying to help. he genuinely had no idea how important this was to her until he had to stick his nose right in. could he not make a mess of everything for ONE goddamn day?

❝ ... i know i fucked up, ❞ he said, his voice breaking. ❝ i fucked up ... SO bad. and there's no coming back from that. but don't you see? i ... i care about you. and i want you to be happy, because you're clearly NOT. so ... please ... stop pretending everything's hopeless. ... i know someone who might be able to help you. ❞

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@ghxstofycu whispered: a kiss that leaves lipstick stains .

»» ──────ஓ๑⚔︎๑ஓ ────── «« ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ emma acted all needy like this, the feeling of her hands on his cheeks, her lips against his skin. she had gotten all dolled up for their evening out at a new italian restaurant downtown, which included putting on a new deep red lipstick she had bought a few days earlier. with the way she kissed him, he could feel the STICKINESS of the makeup and the way it left residual marks on his skin. he'd worry about that later, though ; all that mattered to him was the beautiful young woman in the red dress that matched her lipstick, freely giving him all the so desperately needed affection she could muster.

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@ghxstofycu whispered: “ look, i don’t know what happened to you. and i don’t need you to tell me, okay? i don’t… i just want you to know that i’m here. i got you. no matter what. and if you need some space, then… then i can leave. just tell me what you need, okay? “

»» ──────ஓ๑⚔︎๑ஓ ────── «« ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴏ like her to be so caring, so open to talk to him ... except, he didn't really know how to talk about this. when it came to things that he was afraid of, it was so easy for him to casually make fun of himself, to pass off his fears as silly little things that got in the way all the time, instead of the things that WEIGHED him down by his shoulders, things that he never paid attention to. but this tug in his heart, in his feet, whenever he was up on platforms, when he was in places that made him see the ground from very high up ... that was much more than a fear. remembering the sensations of the air all around him as he fell, the stories flashing by his vision, lights dancing behind his eyes, waiting for his demise by hitting the ground ... it was enough to get him to completely shut down, his generally happy and energetic disposition shutting off as if he were a robot. staring out the window certainly didn't help ; he could see those same visions FLOODING back, but no matter how many times he tried to peel his gaze away from the piece of glass that saved him from plummeting to the ground below, he just couldn't. he felt trapped.

❝ ... i-i'm okay, ❞ he responded absentmindedly, his hand propping his chin up at the desk, hazel hues flicking up and down in an attempt to slow down the vision of the stories FLASHING past him. it was as if he were falling, over and over and over again ... nothing could break him out. not even his lover's touch, her gentleness, her words. nothing.

he couldn't be cured, no matter how hard he tried.

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@anxietyxattacked whispered: Ash just, grabbing dick and kissing the hell out of him. “Joyeux anniversaire, mon amour.”

»» ──────ஓ๑♄๑ஓ ────── «« ᴅᴀᴍɴ, ʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ knew the other could be so direct. well, in all fairness, he did ; the way he behaved around dick, and seemingly dick especially, was quite different than the way he behaved and interacted with other people. it made him feel special, singled out in a PECULIAR way that made his heart yearn for more. he happily allowed the kiss to wrap him up, chuckling against ash's lips as he pulled away. ❝ merci, mon bébé. ❞

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@ghxstofycu whispered: ❛  if there weren’t so many people watching us, i’d already be on my knees in front of you.  ❜

»» ──────ஓ๑⚔︎๑ஓ ────── «« … ᴏʜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ? ᴡᴀꜱ that so? damn, he never thought she could be so needy for him ... of course, in a way they'd never really been able to explore with each other. hopefully not until very soon. he smirked, hazel eyes meeting blue as his fingers traced along the bottom of her chin, his gaze flicking back and forth to watch the other diner patrons putter about and tend to their own business. they just got here, but he wouldn't lie, getting FRISKY with emma in the privacy of his apartment sounded a lot more fun. ❝ ... well, who says we gotta stick around here, huh? we can go back to my place, turn out the lights, lock the door ... and let the fun begin. how's that sound, baby? 'cause trust me, i'll make you feel so good ... show you things that you'll never be able to forget about. ❞

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@ghxstofycu whispered: "Dick.. I had a song idea- do you.. do you think you'd be willing to write it with me..?"

»» ──────ஓ๑♄๑ஓ ────── «« ᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ, he rounded the table, placing the cleaning rag on the marble top before taking a seat at the island, leaning over the top to take a peek at what she had written on her papers. he'd listened to some of her music before, and she tended to write a lot about very deep, emotional things she'd experienced, which was fitting due to the sheer amount of pain she'd been through in her life. they often seemed a lot more SENSITIVE than his own ; his tendency was to focus on the world around him, observing patterns he noticed in the larger schema of the social and political world. he wasn't good at paying attention to his own emotions, often passing them off as distractions to what he was supposed to be doing. he gingerly reached out, his fingertips planting on the edge of the topmost page. ❝ ... whatcha got? ❞