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bonescribes · 13 days

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#❀ ooc .#HI I....WILL RETURN TO REGULAR ACTIVITY SHORTLY #may not get to disco messages rn bc im feeling icky but #hi everyone im alive

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#｟ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢꜱ ▻ 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 #｟ 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢꜱ ▻

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@gravltas: " do you really eat monsters? which one was tastiest? " / for chilchuck

the monster - eating isn't exactly something that chilchuck is proud of , but he won't bother trying to keep it a secret . some things just aren't worth the trouble . that said , he isn't sure how keen he is to talk about it , lest he come across ... well , like laios .

he doesn't really have the heart to brush them off , though , so he takes a moment to consider his answer . which one was the tastiest ? even for someone not entirely fond of sweets , the ghost sorbet was pretty good ... but to say it was his favorite ? no .

after a few more moments of mulling it over , the half - foot replies , " probably the treasure insects . senshi made crackers out of coin bugs , and a jam ... it was pretty good . "

#gravltas #chil vc: dont you dare tell anyone i admitted to having a favorite #｟ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴀɪɴ ▻#❀ queue .

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obsessed with them

#｟ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢꜱ ▻ 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

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bonescribes · 28 days

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@gravltas: " master fai. " kohaku stands beside the mage. single minded focus in their eyes. at least before they bow and shut their eyes. " please make me your student! "

fai blinks , baffled to be taken so seriously as to be called master . his persona as a whole is entirely undeserving of the reverence being offered . with a smile bordering on nervous , the mage bends down and pats their head gently .

" you can just call me fai , really . i'm not the stuffy formal type . " even now , he's trying to lighten the mood -- get kohaku to relax a bit . " but why would you want me , of all people , to teach you ? "

#gravltas #｟ 𝐅𝐀𝐈 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴀɪɴ ; ᴘᴏꜱᴛ - ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ▻ 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 ; 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 #❀ queue .

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bonescribes · 28 days

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@bonescribes sent:

" syaoran - kun! " it's very early, but fai isn't surprised to see the boy awake. he woke up extra early today precisely because he knows tsubasa is likely to even beat him to wakefulness, depending on the day. on this particular occasion, he can't allow that to happen. the oven dings, and fai excitedly trots over. " close your eyes! " he says as he pulls open the door. once he's sure that tsubasa has obeyed, he tugs the lovingly-made cake out, then approaches while humming a happy little tune. " okay, open -- ta-daa! " in his hands is a chocolate cake, not yet decorated, but the sweet smell of it more than makes up for what it lacks in visuals. " happy birthday! "

when he wakes up , he notices all of the other beds are empty. the swordsman's a mess like usual , blankets all tossed and one of his favourite manga opened. the mage's is orderly and neat by contrast , bed perfectly made with his night clothes folded at the foot of the bed. mokona was still asleep besides him , and when he sneaks out of his bed , he can't help the fond smile as he raises the bedsheet higher to cover her. he can feel the swordsman outside , quiet grunts no doubt indicating that he's training , and he should probably join the swordsman soon -- he had been injured in the last world , a jagged cut travelling the length of his arm , but he could tell that it was healed and wanted to test his strength.

the mage , on the other hand , was still inside the house. deciding that he wanted some tea before he trained with the swordsman , he makes his way to the kitchen , the mage's presence only getting stronger as he does so -- along with a sweet scent in the air. of course he would. he can't help the small , fond smile as he stops in the doorway of the kitchen , knowing that the mage has felt him coming down. the timer to the oven dings , and he closes his eyes on demand. he hears the mage shift out what is no doubt a cake from the oven , the smell of chocolate -- his favourite flavour for cake -- strong in the air.

when he opens his eyes , just as he thought , a chocolate cake was in the mage's hands. he can't help the mischievous smirk as he asks , just as falsely innocent as the mage has in the past , ' do you want any help decorating it ? ' knowing the mage would take it as an affront. he laughs a little as he walks further into the kitchen to make himself some tea. later , when he eats a slice of decorated cake between the swordsman and the mage and mokona sitting across from him , he'll quietly wish his parents another happy birthday and a vow that they'll be able to celebrate the next one.

#❀ ( saved . )#CRYING OVER THIIIIS #tsub....tsub its so sweet of you to vow that. its so sweet #aha

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bonescribes · 29 days

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Be a sticker, boy

#｟ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢꜱ ▻ 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

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bonescribes · 29 days

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chilchuck's eyes are on the path ahead , but he's half listening to laios' grumbling as he scans their immediate surroundings . the floor below them , half dirt and half stone , isn't likely to have any -- did laios just beg for a compliment ?

well , he only promised praise if laios kept still , so chilchuck moves forward without a word . he'll try to make good on his promise while still keeping his pride if they make it out of here in one piece . in the meantime , he glances over the walls -- where he assumes the traps will be .

eyes spot a suspicious slit in the cobble -- another trap , probably an arrow or a fire - shooter . but the trigger ...

chilchuck's thoughts are cut off when he tunes into the leader's rambling . it takes all of five seconds for him to be red up to his ears , shoulders hunched , trying to focus on finding the trigger to this trap . failing miserably , especially since the compliments are flip - flopping between horribly embarrassing and deeply confusing .

" laios ! " he's yelling as he takes a step forward -- the classic chilchuck response to embarrassment : yell and run away . " will you -- ! "

he stops when he feels something delicately catch against his ankle . a woosh sounds just above his head . ( well , that answers it . it's an arrow trap . )

as he stumbles back from the tripwire strung so carefully near the floor , he's yelling innumerable swears in half - foot ( then remembering to switch back to the common tongue ) . " d - damnit , laios ! shut up ! "

⸻ HE OBEYS, stands so very still for him, otherwise, he'd scold him and he never did find Chilchuck's displeasure very fun anyway - he can be so mean ! & he says things he doesn't even understand. 𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑳𝑪𝑯𝑼𝑪𝑲 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑺 𝑪𝑨𝑵 𝑩𝑬 𝑺𝑶 𝑺𝑪𝑨𝑹𝒀.

❛❛ You don't have to scream . . . ❜❜ He mused long after their conversation comes to a simpering end, Laios is not sure if he's even listening anymore, the little trap thinkering often losing himself to his anxiety inducing work, he doesn't mind - he'll just keep talking. ❛❛ It would be enough if you just told me good things about me, I want a compliment. ❜❜ He confessed, lips easing into a childish pout.

He's staring daggers into the locksmith's back now, needy glances . . . It's fine if he doesn't reply, but he'll still talk.

❛❛ There's plenty of things I like about you, I think you're reliable and smart and I feel taken care around you, it's like having a big brother - even if you're very, very small, but that can't be helped, you are a half-foot, it would be strange if you were any taller. ❜❜ He goes on and on, that he likes that even if he is SO OLD, his face is so young, that his eyes are big and brown, that he can so very creepily skulk. 𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑳𝑪𝑯𝑼𝑪𝑲 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑺 𝑪𝑨𝑵 𝑩𝑬 𝑺𝑶 𝑨𝑴𝑨𝒁𝑰𝑵𝑮.

#eatend #local half-foot so allergic to nice things that he nearly dies when complimented #careful laios he might actually spontaneously combust #｟ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴀɪɴ ▻#❀ queue .

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bonescribes · 29 days

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HIS SCREAM

#this is important #｟ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢꜱ ▻ 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

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oh dear . he can't help but wonder what has happened to this man to have him asking about the year and place . a bit concerned , now , he questions what he's missing -- is there something he can't see that would have answers for him ? some feature of this man -- his clothes , his countenance ...

well , regardless , he's not going to regain his sight anytime soon ( or ever ) , so it's useless to hypothesize . all he can do is offer answers , and ask questions in return .

the feeling that something is off about all of this still lingers .

" the year is 2027 , " light answers . " and you're in america . those questions are somewhat worrying , i'll admit . are you alright ? did something happen to you ? "

Sincere confusion dared showing for one second inside his expression. Alright, his sudden appareance might be surprising, but at least, none of that was minded, which was something he could be reassured with ! Nevertheless, vagueness he received awakening an sudden uncomfort. Whatever if he was taming and not planning to confessing an Sorcerer position, he still needed to knowing where he was for hadn’t picked that location willingly, and remained an visitor inside someone’s else chessboard --- where, if he wanted to get that information personally with his own hands, he would have to cross another dimension … which mean ‘leaving the physical realm’ … where it would be rude besises not be certain to return inside same position of the chessboard … Besides, usually, no, Pieces cannot leave the chessboard, whatever if they ended up frozen by circumstances or if situation had been hold on because something behind the scene happened. Information about his nature would have to been exposed eventually, but for the moment, there was no urge … Though, these kinds of circumstance seemed familiar, isn’t it ? Why his brain reacted inside anchored habit of careful interferences automatically ?

❝ Yes, the world. ❞ He repeated slowly, as clumsiness of his expression was begging for an answer. Inside the playfulness of his smile, he had been hoping an … precise answer … where there was no surprise about receiving another reassuring confirmation. Though, he didn’t understand right away why that simple reply could be so complicated. On Earth, right … It was reassuring. He was still inside the same universe in theory, well, one of locations inside same universe with various possibilities. There was no date attached to that information. ❝ Which year ? Is this Japan ? ❞ He requested. No, sadly, no, he cannot confess last year he could speak of … will be 1986. Outside world was something closer to him, and he will have to deal with any kind of other period he would visiting --- something who sounded tragically natural and not that much troublesome it sounded apparently … He just cannot spoke about coming from another time period. One Victorian boy offering confusions was enough of an example, where he had still so many things to discover with his adoptive kid … ❝ It’s help but sorry, I need more details than just remembrance we are coming from the same planet. ❞

Good other news was absence of presented trouble where it landed. Which was … pleasant. As much everything about it would feel familiar, he had that impression he better stay away of trouble – because it would be in same level of everything he suffered back inside his chessboard … but one problem he had some Web of Time to take of … and every one of his actions will have consequences. Regardless how forcing himself to remain an observer, he would be tempted to do something ! ❝ By searching enough, we can always find someone in trouble or something to fix, right, nevertheless, if currently nothing wrong down there, this is a good thing. Sorry to be just an intruiged tourist. ❞ He laughed brightfully, amused by the last sentence, playing with innocence of his features. ❝ What make you think I want troubles ? ~ No, no, no. I’m all up for everything going well for everyone and everybody happy ! ❞

#lightcreators #sorry this is so short !! ;0; and late lmao #｟ 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴀɪɴ ▻ 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 ; 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘦?#❀ queue .

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CALL 👏 HIM 👏 OUT 👏

#｟ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢꜱ ▻ 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

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#｟ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢꜱ ▻ 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 #｟ 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢꜱ ▻

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bonescribes · 29 days

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his reluctance to admit it is palpable , but after a moment , light nods slowly . ( even that simple motion is dizzying , but he ignores it . ) " a bit , " he sighs , words steeped in frustration . he loathes to be a burden -- though , with the stranger's rather monotone voice , it's hard to tell just how bothersome he's really being .

" i should probably get some water . " as he speaks , light carefully -- unsteadily -- lifts himself into a sitting position . it's not a perfect solution , but he doesn't carry his medicine on him , so it will have to do for now .

" the convenience store -- it's on the corner of this street and the connecting street , yes ? that should be ... " he frowns . it's so difficult to orient himself in these situations . " is that in front of us , or to our left ? "

blade gave the other the silent treatment as he observed his movements. crimson orbs later narrowed at the strangers tone of voice before motioning for the man to do as he pleased. he would have insisted he lay down and REST some more, but it was clear he wouldn't listen.

❝ ── there is no need for an apology. do what you will. ❞ monotone voice echoed through the small empty park. he decided it was best to be on his way as he was no longer going to get any directions from this man.

seldom does he bother with others, but the small sliver of good conscience that he had refused to let him leave this one. an irritated sigh. small talk was not his forte, but he would make an attempt until he knew the man was well enough to stand up and walk.

❝ ... does this happen OFTEN. if you need anything, there's a small convenience store nearby. ❞

#vancreux #｟ 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄 ｠ ⸻ ᴍᴀɪɴ ▻ 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 ; 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘦?#❀ queue .

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