#bclasaeg

[lured-into-wonderland]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

@bclasaeg

#cheng #nunnally #verse: royal #bclasaeg #he made her so happy #happier than she's ready to show him #also i am so sorry #for my late reply #and i am so happy #to see you back on my dash

[lifesliced]

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

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

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

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

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

#nana tbt #bclasaeg #aw i missed them!! so sweet

[voraxiia]

[ distance ] sender backs away from receiver, desperate to establish distance between them

hideki (high school!)

 ㅤ⁺₊ ﹙ㅤaction prompts for leaning   //  @bclasaegㅤ﹚

ㅤㅤㅤit was a normal day for them , walking home from school after practice until they had to part ways , staying a few blocks away . nothing out of the ordinary had happened before , during , or after practice . at least , that was what Lei thought . 

ㅤㅤㅤHideki had still been happily chatting away , even if Lei replied more often with a smile or but a few words , they both were used to it by now , knowing the latter was listening intently to everything , and most certainly , he was just as content spending time with Hideki as the other way around .

ㅤㅤㅤhe had only tried to subtly switch their places walking along the sidewalk , noticing a car approaching their way , when Hideki , instead of being led towards the inner side of the path , had backed farther away all of a sudden , before Lei could even touch him --

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ㅤHideki !ㅤ❞

ㅤㅤㅤin the spur of a moment Lei yanked the other boy back , using more force than intended , the vehicle blowing its horn as it sped past . it took a while for either of them to react , the older looking back onto the road , then back at his junior , before he eventually let go . 

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ㅤthat was dangerous . i’m sorry i ... surprised you .ㅤ❞ㅤfor lack of a better word , unaware of the confused , almost evidently hurt expression on his face .ㅤ❝ㅤare you okay ?ㅤ❞

#bclasaeg #＊╱ lei & hideki #＊╱ lei #＊╱ lei — in character

[nvrcmplt]

❛ is it that i can’t be here, or that i’m not allowed to be here? ❜ (hideki to shane)

His sandwich tasted like sand the moment he saw them - it was like a plummeting in his gut and the feelings he tried to remove from his mind over time of distancing shot back to the forefront of his mind. It was. . . Painful, to say the least. He wasn't sure though now as he watched Hideki's back at the counter ordering his own drink and meal for the day that Shane felt ashamed. It was, hard to process what he was feeling at that moment, fight or flight - but the want to know how Hideki was affected was holding him still. Blind even in his thoughts as he didn't know he was staring that hard to not notice the man closer than before - peering down at him with that annoyingly handsome face and speaking in words that felt like ice but also --- not.

"…Uh?" Sitting up, eyes blinking away the mental gymnastics, Shane took a moment to gape like a fish before shaking his head, nodding it, stopping and shaking it again. "No, ye--no, no you can do what you want." Shane wasn't… petty? Was he? It wasn't the first break-up, it wasn't even a break-up, they didn't even date for fuck’s sake. A hand moved to cover his face, his sandwich put down and a sigh, heavy with all his blabbering coming to a stop. This place was busy, so he didn't feel like a complete asshole in just pushing out the chair of his table and motioning with his free hand that wasn't covering his face.

"It's a free country." Do what you want, Shane didn't need to add on as he instead moved to gather his phone to thumb through already read messages.

#bclasaeg #» | × | Shane&Hideki || Come Out Of Hiding ; I’m Right Here Beside You || #« ( Shane ) » Answers.

[devourmist]

< @bclasaeg from here | moved to beta. >

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

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

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

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

#< interactions. > #bclasaeg #// aight well i got fed up with the legacy one so i moved it #q.

[uzchis]

" You've got blood in your hair. "

unprompted ask ( always accepting ! )   /   @bclasaeg

Sometimes, when moments of tranquility seem to stretch on longer than necessary, life likes to strike it down with reminders of the past. Suengri never dares to forget about his past or the grievances that lead up to it, but it’s been so buried in the back of his mind somewhere that it has learned to wait for the right time to attack. Like today, for instance. 

He’d just come back from a mission... the last one the daimyo ordered him to complete before he was finally (kind of) granted immunity from the shinobi life... immunity from Konoha. It wasn’t necessarily all sugar and rainbows, and there were still many regulations he had to abide by, but it was a start. If he learned anything from watching Kura, then it was that escaping and hiding from the law, while tempting, was a feat neither of them deserved. Not in this lifetime, nor in their next. So for now, he settled with the start of the little dream he confided with Kura in that little home of his, many years ago. When he’d just saved him from chakra depletion and when things seemed far simpler and easier.

His home is closer to Konoha than he’d initially have liked, but it rests atop a small mountain hill, overlooking another small village that’s beside a shore line. He can see the view from the kitchen, and even to his bedroom. It’s a small place, but good for one person. When he enters the bathroom, there’s already a warm tub waiting for him. He reaches for his arm to untie his shinobi band, but fingers grasp at nothing. Right, they confiscated his headband, along with a few other things. Skipping that little step felt weird to his routine, but he continued to strip from his clothes before finally settling into the warm water of the tub. 

The easy dirt sets afloat, and he grabs a nearby rag to scrub off the remaining grime from his skin. It doesn’t look like a lot, but over time, the color of the bath water changes, too. He’s just about to get up and drain the water in exchange for the shower head, when the door creaks open. Kura’s familiar head pops in, his hand covering his eyes and the other, displaying a set of folded clothes and towel. Suengri swears he can see the hints of a smile playing at the corner of Kura’s lips. “Wow, what a gentleman.” Suengri says dryly, mildly amused by his antics. “I thought you’d have left already.” Nevermind that he didn’t even sense him earlier. Perhaps he was just that tired, or perhaps it was the temporary limiters placed on him. “Just set them in the sink. I’ll be out, soon.”        

'You've got blood in your hair.’

It’s a simple comment that really shouldn’t have affected him. Kura’s seen blood on him as much as he’s seen blood on Kura. But something about this new, small place, this new beginning of sorts, opens a floodgate of memories from his past that he didn’t think he’d dwell on. Not today, not right now. Because he’s killed, yes. But there was a time when he was so angry with the world and devastated by a loss that he killed recklessly, aimlessly. Survivors' guilt did that to him, and along with that grief, brought about innocents to their complete demise. Had it not been for him, they could have been one of the few in this village, progressing on with their life like he was doing now. But they weren’t, and he was here instead, in his home, atop a hill that overlooked a pretty seashore, and with a person close by.

Suengri holds onto this additional layer of guilt, but he’s selfish enough to carrying it with him and crane his neck to the side, asking for familiar, light fingers to sooth those sorrows away. To help him. “... wash it away for me?”

#listen . im sorry but we chose future domestic time skip with angst #bclasaeg #tw. survivors guilt #〆 ; drabble.

[strawbelina]

@bclasaeg | cont.

It was such a sunny day that it was a pity if she didn't use the opportunity to take a nap under the sun... yet she takes a peak above her shoulder trying to think of an alternative. She would have preferred it if Jirou joined her. And a soft chuckle escaped her as she noticed Bianca licking Jirou's nose tip.

"Amore mio looks like she does like you after all! You can put her in her crate and come join me if you prefer." although she loved seeing them like this. Bianca was afraid of anyone except Lina. Yet Jirou was so often around that she was used to him... sometimes even tagging after him. She was eating vegetables that were falling as he was cooking after all!

#{ic} #bclasaeg #bianca doin a lick

[sweethurtss]

# FREESTYLE ASK // @bclasaeg

"Michi, can I crash at your place for a little while?" ( Sera )

“What’s wrong with your place?” Michiru asked immediately, brows furrowed. “I mean, yeah, obviously you can stay at mine if you need, I’ll always help when you need it,” she quickly corrected, realizing she could’ve sounded accusatory. It had just felt like it must be something big if he was coming to her of all people. As much as she hate him, it had been noticeably awkward since their break up — no matter how hard she tried to pretend she didn’t notice.

“But seriously, what’s going on? Are you okay?” Her worry was tangible by now, written all over her face and entwined in her words.

#michiru * answered ! #michiru * sera [ bclasaeg ] !

[lured-into-wonderland]

Continued from [x] with @bclasaeg

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

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

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

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

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

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

#cheng zhi #nunnally #verse: royal #bclasaeg #she's really annoyed with the china #yay #she'd make the maids cry #no doubt about it #and she's like #so fun to write with him #sorry for the new post #i cannot trim legacy #have i said that before?

[lifesliced]

❝ ueda-kun!! it’s been so long! how have you been?? ❞ she’s looking him over as if she were a mother hen observing her baby chick. ❝ have you been eating well? taking care of yourself?? oh! yori...ren-kun...told me that you did an amazing job! he can be, aha, difficult to impress. i’m so proud of you. ❞ // * @bclasaeg​ [ ueda ]

#/ * IC #/ * BEST FRIEND ( ADACHI NANA ) #/ * VERSE ( MAIN ) #bclasaeg #i have missed them sm!!

[blaecdog]

people  i'd  like  to  get  to  know  better  !

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

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

#// oh no my nerd is showing #// also @ anyone i tagged don't feel obligated to do this #// and @ anyone who hasn't done this yet feel free to steal it!! #// bc i've lost count of who already did this and who didn't #// i wanna get to know you all :) #「 † 」 out of hell. #「 † 」 dash games.

[nvrcmplt]

"Luit, are your parents still around?" (ueda

"My parents?" He echoed the with fondness as he moved to play up their meal. Healthy cooked through pork from a wild boar they caught together. Wild vegetables and even an orange for desert from a rare tree on their passing. The Wyvern, in human form for now, settled besides his companion with warmth expelling as usual. "Yes, they both are. As are the majority of my family." He started, moving to pluck up his spoon to begin chowing down in a practice manner.

"We were travelling together for a long time until I decided to go with another group. The flock was mighty, fifty of us in total. Though now the numbers have dwindled, I am not too sure if it's completely due to being hunted or if we've gone into hiding." His hand rose to pat at his chest, the centre, where humans would put their heart - to him, it was more. "I am able to feel their pulse here and they with mine. When death occurs, I will know, but as far as I feel, they are both healthy and breathing."

"What of you, Ueda? Do you have a flock?"

#bclasaeg #« ( Luit ) » Answers. #» | × | Luit&Ueda || Told You I’ll Be Here Forever; Said I’ll Always Be Yours ||

[voraxiia]

꒰ ☾ ⁺₊ ꒱ — 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 !

ㅤ(   ♡   )   sanctuary   //   joji ㅤㅤpull me , oh , so close , ㅤㅤ'cause you never know ㅤㅤjust how long our lives will be ...

ㅤ(   ♡   )   like real people do   //   hozier ㅤㅤhoney just put your sweet lips on my lips , ㅤㅤwe should just kiss like real people do .

ㅤ(   ♡   )   lovememore.   //   dosii ㅤㅤand look at me , more , ㅤㅤeven more , ㅤㅤeven if you'll forget everything ㅤㅤwhen tomorrow comes .

ㅤ(   ♡   )   lover , please stay   //   nothing but thieves ㅤㅤtake from me ㅤㅤwhatever you want , whatever you need , ㅤㅤbut lover , please stay with me .

ㅤ(   ♡   )   everything   //   the black skirts ㅤㅤeven when you come to me sad , ㅤㅤeven when you surprise me with a cheeky story . ㅤㅤ... ㅤㅤyou're my everything .

⇨ tagged by :   @tigermcth ( ❣️ ) ⇨ tagging :   @avaere , @bclasaeg , @infernal-ism , @killerhubby , @kudakenai , @pvremichigan , @sidedcoins , & whoever wants to do it !

#// i'm actually really bad at finding songs waah #// but this was kinda fun :) #tigermcth #＊╱ hana #＊╱ dash games #＊╱ hana — character study

[uzchis]

❛  i didn’t see you coming up with any ideas !  ❜

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐄:  𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐀  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

" yeah , and ? it still won't stop me from complaining about how shitty this idea was . " suengri doesn't like hiding , doesn't like small and dark place , doesn't like feeling confined . but he's somehow found himself in that exact situation and he doesn't know how to feel about it . mildy miffed in annoyance , azure gaze shift to a small crack providing light.

" 'sides, aren't you being a bit too loud right now? " he wasn't. suengri knows kura wasn't . but he hears the group of footsteps still meandering about and he holds onto the hope that they'll leave soon.

#bclasaeg

[ekleipsi]

what’s holding you back?

the inability to be satisfied with the present

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

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

#wicked necrosis | azrael |--; #dossier | headcanon |--; #death dad! living in the past #cause he be so old #this is the most fitting tbh