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Chapter 30 - I want everything with you [Chishiya x Reader] [Last chapter]

You bit your lower lip, staring at your phone. You had written the same message about a million different times, but none of them had been good enough. Interesting enough.

hi! i was wondering if maybe you want to hang out tonight? but not like usual, maybe a date?

Stupid, ridiculous.

hi! i was around your place and…

No. What were you, a stalker?

You hit your forehead with the palm of your hand. Why was it so difficult?

Kuina had said that he was interested in you, that it was obvious.

But you never knew when it came to Chishiya.

You had been seeing each other for a few weeks, ever since you got released from the hospital. Actually, even before that, because he had once brought you blueberries (how did he know they were your favorite? Had he seen your father doing the same thing before he and your mum had to go back to your home country?) and kept you company, after you texted him how angry you were that Kuina was already free to go and you had to stay a couple of days longer.

He was nice, attentive. He remembered everything you told him. He always wanted to know your thoughts about well, practically everything. He never interrupted you when you went deep into one of your constant monologues.

But he was also secretive, and mysterious. You knew nothing about the guy! And he always looked at you with that smirk of his, as if he knew something funny that you didn't. It gave you an uneasy feeling. It also made you feel killer wasps on your stomach - the fluttering of butterfly wings got nowhere near.

Just as you were about to start writing again, a notification popped up.

Chishiya.

I miss you.

It was a simple text, but it left your mind empty. A blank page.

Luckily, he was writing again.

Are you free tonight?

You thought about taking your time to reply. Pretend you were not that interested. That desperate. But your fingers were typing something already, the communication brain-limbs, clearly an absolute failure.

hi!!!! yes, i'd love that. want to go somewhere or????

Lame. How lame could a person possibly get? Was there a record? You had beaten it.

I was thinking maybe you could come to my place, have dinner and watch a movie?

YES! cool, cool, cool. 8pm?

Perfect. See you then.

You squealed excitedly, people turning their heads to look at you. You had forgotten you were on the train and should not be making any noise. You leaned forwards so that your face, now red, would be covered by your hair, with the biggest smile on your face.

You had not only secured a date with Chishiya but also were going to see his place.

Your mind was running wild.

Usually, when the two of you would meet it would be either at your house or at some place, like a coffee shop, a restaurant, a park, a cinema… Once or twice you had suggested going to Chishiya's place, but he had said that it was dirty or disorganized or something like that.

Kuina had laughed a lot when you had told her.

"Probably he has the corpses of all of his ex-girlfriends there, like a modern Bluebeard."

"Stop. No. I did not survive a meteorite just to get killed by a beautiful man."

"Just be wary if there's a cellar…"

----------------------------------------------------------------------------- You arrived twenty minutes early.

Luckily, Chishiya knew you well by now, and just as you were going to sit by a bench to wait those twenty minutes and then feign surprise about knocking on his door exactly at eight sharp, he sent a text.

You can come up already.

You were smiling at your screen like an idiot.

The smile hadn't yet disappeared when Chishiya opened the door. He looked as handsome as always, with a white hoodie and a grey t-shirt. You found it funny, how he always stuck to the same color palette. It really worked on him.

He had that smirk on him.

You waved at him, awkwardly, all thoughts abandoning your head as if it were a boat on fire.

You didn't hug. You usually just talked and maybe held hands here and there, but that was as far as physical contact went for the two of you.

"You look beautiful."

You were about to pass out.

"Thanks, you too!" You said that way too fast and in bubbly tone, blood already rushing to your face. You entered his house, too busy with your sudden shyness to look around you.

"I brought you this!" You tried to change the subject as quick as you possibly could, giving him a package of strawberries you had bought before coming here. You basically threw it at him. Luckily, he had good reflexes and caught it before it felt to the ground.

He had told you strawberries were his favorite fruit, if he had to choose one.

"Thank you, really. Make yourself at home."

You finally look at the room you were standing in. It was very… Him. It was as if Chishiya had been magically turned into a flat by a very talented wizard.

His house was clean, organized, diaphanous. Every object had its purpose, and nothing looked out of place. Your mouth was wide open. You closed it when you noticed, but the blonde man had already seen it, and was laughing silently.

"You look surprised?"

"It's like… Well, it is very you. I don't know how else to define it."

"I guess it is a compliment?"

You nodded. "I like it very much."

You also liked him very much, but that was not something you felt like saying out loud.

The night went on.

You ordered dinner and sat down to watch the movie, both of you on Chishiya's sofa, close to each other but with enough space between you so that your bodies were not touching.

You extended your hand towards his after the first ten minutes or so had passed.

He didn't move.

You took it as a positive answer, so you intertwined your fingers with his. He caressed the side on your hand with his thumb, his eyes still on the screen.

You smiled, screaming internally.

You couldn't focus on the movie, all your attention being on the tingling feeling of your hands touching.

"Do you have any idea…" Chishiya asked, and you blinked few times, waking up from your daydreaming. "…of what's happening in the movie?"

"Not really." You confessed, knowing no matter what you said, you had been caught. You lowered your eyes, looking at your shoes, finding them very, very interesting.

He turned to face you, the film still playing in the background. He lifted his free hand and placed it at your jaw, turning your face so that you would be looking at each other.

"And what are you thinking about?"

"You." How your hand fit with his. How warm his skin was. His smell.

"Me?"

"Everything you." It was a good summary, in your opinion.

How strange it was, to be in this situation. Not because you didn't like it, but because it felt oddly natural. Felt like it was supposed to happen.

You had never done more than hold hands, but when your lips finally met , it was as if they had done it many times before. As if they knew each other, a weird sense of familiarity. It was not a "Hello, nice to meet you!" but more of a "Hello, I'm so glad you are finally back."

The kiss was short, and sweet, and it twisted your insides and left you yearning for more.

You were not in a rush. You knew they would come.

"Can I stay the night?"

"You can stay as much as you want."

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[belitadoll]

hello

feelings ₓ ｡ 𐐪₍ᐢ. ̫ .⑅ᐢ₎𐑂↝

No quería llamar la atención, tampoco quería hacer sufrir a mi familia, pero eso es todo lo que hice, no sirvo para poner atención ni mucho menos para saber aprovechar mi “inteligencia”, estoy demasiado confundida, ni siquiera puedo redactar esto bien“qué decepción” “no me maltrates” “ponte en mis zapatos” “que injusta” “estas completamente bien” yo no creo estar bien del todo, tal vez el psicólogo no me trato lo suficientemente profundo como para diagnosticarme algo, se que no estoy del todo bien pero tampoco quiero autodiagnosticiarme porque no soy profesional, me siento ansiosa muy frecuentemente y tambien triste, empece a controlar mis impulsos de cortarme porque veía que mis papás pagaban mucho por esa compañia psicologica, tuve la suficiente fuerza de voluntad como para dejar de hacerlo y para decir que estoy bien, seguía deprimida, segui odiando mi cuerpo aunque otras veces me sentía empoderada, como narcisista, pero era pasajero porque al poco tiempo volvia a odiarme, me odio, no se porque pagaban tratamientos psicologicos para una persona que no vale la pena, que no sirve, solo da descepciones, no es por mi anterior colegio, se que no es culpa de las otras personas, lo que siempre hice en vida fue culpar a la gente, se que es mi culpa, los monstruos adentro de mi cabeza me atormentan con esto todos los días, hay todo un desastre de sentimientos adentro de este caparazon feo que es mi cuerpo, si siento felicidad por tiempos limitados cuando hago algo que me distrae, las tareas no me distraen en un buen sentido y me dan mas estres, no sirvo, soy injusta, solo doy desepciones, averguenzo a mis papas, no puedo expresarme porque estaria haciendome la victima y tratando de voltear las cosas a mi favor, me estaria haciendo la sufrida, soy incapaz de hablar, no puedo, no puedo, tengo miedo, quiero ser una niña otra vez, no quiero crecer, no quiero seguir creciendo, todo el tiempo estube triste y ansiosa pero distraida, quiero ser una bebe, no quiero llegar a los 16 años, estoy confundida, no quiero estudiar, no quiero, soy mala y manipulo a la gente, no merezco nada, ni siquiera amor o alguien que me escuche porque voy a terminar cansando a esa persona, no me gusta salir, me da miedo, me estresa, prefiero estar aislada de todos aunque al mismo me gustaria salir con algun amigo, es irónico, no tengo amigos, al menos no cerca, tampoco tengo las habilidades sociales como para agradarle a alguien, siento que quiero vomitar mis tripas, siento que quiero hacerme daño, siento que lo merezco, solo eso porque soy mala, porque los profesores no tienen nada bueno que decir de mi, soy mala con mi familia, los decepciono, no soy una excelente estudiante como lo era mi mama, todo lo contrario, al mismo tiempo no creo que sea justo que encuentre tanta gente de mierda en mi vida que solo me lastima, son demasiados hipócritas, entre más amigos tengas, hay más posibilidades de que te dañen, no quiero amigos pero sí quiero, las palabras de mi familia son lanzas con veneno en la punta aunque solo dicen verdades, me gusta dormir, cuando duermo es como si le pusiera una pausa a mi vida, mi vida pasa de una manera muy lenta, es como una tortura muy larga, no me gusta, ¿que va a ser de mi? no se, no se, no se, no quiero nada, solo coleccionar cosas que me gustan, es lo único que me motiva, pero no lo suficiente como para seguir viva por eso, soy egoísta, soy una escoria, no me gusta que mi mamá sufra por mi porque ella es fuerte y luchadora, igual que mi papa, por otro lado yo soy alguien bastante débil, muy ingenua, muy injusta, solo pienso en mi y quiero hacerme la víctima, crecer es horrible, mi papa dijo que eran los mejores años de la vida, no es cierto, no es cierto, no quiero salir, no quiero amigos, no se lo que quiero, realmente nada, siento que pierdo el interés en las cosas que me gustan, ya no disfruto jugar videojuegos, de hecho siento que pierdo mis habilidades jugando, siento que mi cerebro va a explotar, quiero vivir en un anime, si quiero que me internen, que me internen en el hospital psiquiátrico entonces conoceré personas como yo, tal vez me entiendan,y tal vez sus vidas sean más duras, violaciones, padres borrachos, situaciones que de verdad sean motivo para sentirse como yo, tal vez interactuando con ellos “se me quite la pendejada”, yo lo tengo todo. no miento, no miento, soy una manipuladora? no me siento segura al hablar, es feo, las palabras hieren, hieren, soy un payaso? mis sentimientos  no importan, aunque no 

merezco que les den importancia, me siento vacía pero con cosas feas, hojas secas, gusanos, suciedad, polvo, como un cadáver, es como si fuera una muñeca vieja, pero no linda, es como que me rompo muy fácil aunque me pueden reparar con pegamento pero me agrieto y un tiempo después me vuelvo a derrumbar, tengo relleno que se filtra por mis costuras, no se exactamente que sea, no quiero hablar, me da miedo hablar, no seré tomada en serio, seré una manipuladora, no me puedo controlar, me arranco el cabello, es feo, es feo, no quiero estudiar, estoy totalmente sana mentalmente, no se, tengo demonios que devoran mis neuronas, no quiero sufrir, ser dañada, lo merezco? no se porque me da miedo si quiero hacerlo, no quiero decepcionar más a mis papas, es lo unico que lograria si me mato, pero tampoco quiero permanecer viva, odio esto, odio esto, ella dice que ya no quiere ser mi mama, ya no soy su hija, la decepciono, doy pena, doy lastima, me hago la sufrida, estoy completamente bien, soy injusta, me preocupo menos por mi hijiene y ya no disfruto jugar mis juegos, mi corazon late muy fuerte, es una bestia, no se detiene, quiero que se detenga y me deje de molestar, mis ojos me pesan, tienen quemaduras por llorar, estoy bien, estoy sana, soy completamente normal, soy una rara, quiero llamar la atención, quiero sangre y tripas, quiero una muñeca nueva, quiero ropa nueva, quiero cortarme pero no puedo, no se puede, esta mal, soy mala por hacerlo porque hago sufrir a otros a quienes supuestamente les importo, en 5 dias cumplo 15 pero no quiero, quiero quedarme con 14 por siempre, el tiempo pasa muy rapido y no lo aprovecho, no hago nada, estoy desperdiciando “los mejores años de mi vida” que para mi han sido los peores, soy mala por expresarlo porque hacen todo por mi y para que este bien, soy yo el problema, siento que no funciono, pero no es asi, yo estoy bien, me pegas, me abrazas, soy una decepcion, me amas, me estas volviendo loca, no meresco ser bonita, no meresco nada, no meresco vivir pero aun asi lloras y te mueres si yo dejo de vivir, te sientes orgullos porque soy una niña buena pero me va mal, no meresco nada, la pereza me consume, se supone que es mi unico problema, no lo se, estoy dañada, mis amigos son mas importantes para mi, ¿pero cuales? yo nunca salgo, han dejado de hablarme, casi inexistentes veces que juego o hablo con alguno es porque me invitan, y no pasa seguido, no puedo rechazarlo porque si no no tendré recuerdos, no lo rechazo porque son muy pocas las veces que me toman en cuenta para algo, pero se burlan  de mí, parezco un vampiro, odio a liliana, es una zorra, elena igual, las odio a todas, if they don’t invite you, don’t ask to go, my life is crap, but it’s perfect, i’m privileged, no one cares, they don’t trust me, i don’t trust them, i’m a shit daughter, a shit sister, a shit human, but i’m perfect, i stole a baby doll from the store, but i also stole my sister’s honesty, she is my 

accomplice, i’m afraid, i want to be in the backrooms, i’m just a teenager, stop yelling at me, ok, i deserve this, but why? I'm sick, I'm an attention seeker.

i love being alone, but i hate feeling alone, i’m ugly, i’m looking like a slut, i’m dirty, i want my life reduced to my cyber life, my dolls won’t hurt me, i’m really that hard to love? it hurts

but boys loves me, they treat me as an anime waifu, i want to be an anime girl, they say i’m perfect, i’m happy, but i suck, i’m such a vampire, they said i’m ugly, i want to be adored, i only look nice with my eyeliner on, i love eyeliner, girls hates me, they know they can't be perfect as me, i’m superior, but i hate me, i’m gross, i wish i was a doll, porcelain skin, however i would end broken, i want to be a child again, i enjoyed it

i’m a waifu, a pretty girl, the girl you die for, they want me but they can’t have me,i’m no one’s i’m a hope. they tell me i’m a god but without their love i’m nothing

my sister is a baby and she’s better than me, everyone is better than me, her words hurts. i don’t deserve nothing

pain

agony

happiness

empty

ugly

beautifull

untouchable

loneliness

depression

anxiety

narcissism

perfection

humble

cute

me

[twinsforfashion]

LEIVA EN LA TAP

El viernes pasado fue un día de locos. Entre los compromisos del trabajo y la universidad, Xavi y yo no pudimos salir de Barcelona hasta el último momento. Como de costumbre, con prisas y sin pausa, aprovechamos un hueco para hacer algunas fotos del look que había escogido para disfrutar de una noche de concierto, y no cualquier concierto, sino el concierto de nuestro querido Leiva. Los cinco minutos de rigor para vestirme no me permitieron innovar mucho así que opté por un conjunto típico de concierto: camiseta de estilo roquero, camisa de cuadros, pantalones tejanos de tiro alto y zapatillas. Y ahora, os digo: suerte que lo hicimos así, porque cuando bajamos del tren estaba diluviando. De todos modos, nada pudo con las ganas que teníamos de cantar nuestras canciones favoritas ni con el espectáculo que es Leiva en el escenario.

*

Last Friday was a crazy day. Between the work commitments and the university, Xavi and I were not able to leave Barcelona until the last moment. As usual, in a hurry and without pause, we used a break to take some photos of the look I had chosen to enjoy a concert night, and not any concert, the concert of our dear Leiva. The five-minute dress code did not allow me to innovate a lot so I opted for a typical concert set: rocker-style t-shirt, shirt, high-heeled blue jeans, and slippers. And now, I say: fortunate that we did so, because when we got off the train was raining. Anyway, nothing could with the desire that we had to sing our favorite songs and with the show that is Leiva on stage.

“Cuando el fuego se ahogue en unas lágrimas, cuando ocurrirá nada será casualidad…”, así empezó una noche que no olvidaremos gracias a la Tarraco Arena Plaza por traer de nuevo a uno de los habituales en nuestras listas de reproducción. Lo que no es casualidad es que pasara esa noche acompañada de uno de mis mejores amigos y después fotógrafo. Hace siete años, compartimos el último concierto de Pereza en la ciudad con el disco Aviones y el destino nos ha llevado a compartir mil momentos especiales juntos y reunirnos con este monstruo de la música una vez más. Un concierto con canciones preciosas como ‘La lluvia en los zapatos’, ‘Hoy tus ojos’ o ‘Guerra Mundial’, así como grandes éxitos de su otra etapa como ‘Lady Madrid’ o ‘Como lo tienes tú’. Xavi no sabe la ilusión que me hizo cantar (o gritar) las canciones a su lado y el equipazo de Tarraco Arena Plaza no sabe lo feliz que me hizo poder revivir momentos tan bonitos. “¡Te quiero como tantas cosas que no tienen solución!”

*

"When the fire is drowned in tears, when it will happen, it will not be a coincidence ...", so began one night that we will not forget thanks to the Tarraco Arena Plaza for bringing back one of the habitual ones in our playlists. What is no coincidence is that I spent that night accompanied by one of my best friends and then photographer. Seven years ago, we shared the last concert of Pereza in the city with the album Aviones and destiny has taken us to share a thousand special moments together and meet with this music monster once again. A concert with beautiful songs such as 'La lluvia en los zapatos', 'Hoy tus ojos' or 'Guerra Mundial', as well as great hits from her other stage like 'Lady Madrid' or 'Como lo tienes tú'. Xavi does not know the illusion that made me sing (or shout) the songs at his side and the team of Tarraco Arena Plaza does not know how happy I was able to relive such beautiful moments. "I love you like so many things that have no solution!"

Shoots by @xaguado.

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[bisexual-in-every-gender]

POEM

  PUT YOUR iPOD OR MP3 PLAYER ON SHUFFLE.   WRITE DOWN THE FIRST LINE OF THE FIRST 20 SONGS,   POST THE POEM THAT RESULTS…

One day more

Wait wait, I masturbate

I had a pony, her name was Lucifer

Here we are folks

You men are all the same (translated from French)

My head, it hurts, each day it’s getting worse

I cursed so many times the day we met (translated from German)

Days swiftly come and go

Get down!

I got on the last tram (translated from Mandarin Chinese)

Safety pins holding up the things

It's not like I'm walking alone into the valley of the shadow of death

A long-ass fucking time ago, in a town called Kickapoo

When you’re walkin’ down the street

Let me know that I’ve done wrong

Coming out of my cage

Go

I know that absence might make the heart grow fonder

I can be anything, be anything for you

I keep looking for a smile all of a sudden in a bar (translated from Spanish)

Songs used, in order:

Les Misérables Soundtrack - One Day More

Mindless Self Indulgence - On it

The Dead Weather - New Pony

Prince - U Got The Look

Stromae - Tous les memes

Billy Talent - Standing in the rain

Die Ärzte - Unrockbar

The All-American Rejects - Swing Swing

The Used - Take it away

Xin Kuzi (New Pants) - Guang Yu Shi Mian He Ye Wan De Shi Jie

The Kooks - Shine on

Pillar - Frontline

Tenacious D - Kickapoo

Scissor Sisters - Filthy/Gorgeous

The All-American Rejects - Dirty little secret

The Killers - Mr Brightside

My Chemical Romance - This is how I disappear

The Darkness - Is it just me?

Skunk Anansie - I will break you

Pereza - Princesas

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So, It Kinda Feels Like the Cubs Might Get Plunked Today and Other Bullets

The Little Girl today decided to lift The Littlest Girl into her car seat before a family trip. Despite the names I use for them here, and despite their five+ year spread in ages, they are actually pretty darn close in size. So when this happened, our eyes widened in terror, but you never want to discourage the help – and thankfully, impossibly, she pulled it off. Clearly, The Little Girl is like an ant, able to lift her own body weight over her head or something.

Yasiel Puig’s perspective on getting hit by a 3-0 pitch by Pedro Strop yesterday (Reds.com): “The guy has got the ball. He throws the ball [at] me. What am I supposed to do? Do nothing? In the heat of the game, he throws me the ball. We jaw back and forward. The bullpens and the dugouts clear. The lesson today is nothing happened. Nobody got hurt for the moment. I talk with my teammates. Going out and winning the game is more important than throwing the ball [at] the other team.” I actually think that’s a pretty fair response, and I’m also not going to get too hot on a guy for reacting in the moment when he think maybe he just got popped by a fastball on purpose.

That said, it is funny how everyone – Reds, Cubs, players, coaches, EVERYONE – was aggressively trying to hold Puig back as quickly as possible, because they know it could go sideways so quickly:

For his part, Strop was pretty clear after the game in saying it was just a sinker that got away from him as he tried to locate it inside to avoid throwing a cookie. Obviously it didn’t look good, but in that game situation, with command troubles (which seem to come for an at bat for Strop and then can disappear just as quickly), I tend to buy that it was just a pitch that got away.

Thereafter, with two outs in the 9th, Dillon Maples lost a slider and it hit Jose Pereza in the arm. Given the earlier scuffle, you could understand some in-the-moment frustration for the Reds, but, you know … Maples loses a lot of pitches. Perhaps in a show to his team, Reds manager David Bell came out to get himself tossed – again, with two outs in the 9th inning:

Reading some lips and based on some post-game comments, it seems clear that Bell was mostly just mad that he felt Strop hit Puig on purpose, didn’t like that both teams got warned, and then there was another HBP after that. (Note, though: good umpire discretion not to toss Maples, because it was so obviously not intentional.) Steve Cishek had also earlier hit Derek Dietrich, so the Reds were already feeling bruised, so to speak. I get it. The Cubs get chapped when they get hit multiple times in a game, too.

Still, it’s annoying, because now the Cubs have to be on high alert for a plunking today. Hopefully, if the plunking does come, the Cubs will avoid any injury, and hopefully they will do their part not to retaliate.

(Photo by Joe Robbins/Getty Images)

A reminder that, while Puig is a big dude and plenty intimidating, Strop’s arms look like an office building:

We still don’t know what he can do at the big league level, or if the power will ever come, but man, one thing Mark Zagunis can now do with ease is rake at AAA:

Speaking of AAA, Robel Garcia got the day off yesterday as the Iowa Cubs were in San Antonio. Hmm.

Whoops:

Doug Glanville remains an important, impressive, interesting voice on the more challenging issues in the game:

For so many reasons, Steve Cishek is physically impressive as heck:

Source: https://www.bleachernation.com/2019/06/30/so-it-kinda-feels-like-the-cubs-might-get-plunked-today-and-other-bullets/

#read more #see more #check it out #interesting #learn more

[spring-blood]

What you said reminded me of Jorge Franco, a Colombian author, “No me sentía contento de que hubiera vuelto a aparecer, ni de que me hubiera llamado, más bien todo lo contrario, pereza, cansancio de quererla otra vez.”

Cont.“A rough translation would be “I wasn’t happy that she had come back, nor that she had called me, all the opposite actually, sluggishness, weary of loving her again.” The Spanish version is way better sorry!”

Thx anon! i’m a native spanish speaker 😂. i just looked up Jorge Franco and quotes and guess who’s on my reading list now. but ye he captured the feeling better

#anon #asks #coincidentally I’ve been wanting to read more Spanish literature #so book recs are welcomed

[cinnaaron]

A new(ish) oc, I've been thinking of him for a while, but I didn’t have a name for him.

Name: Pereza Deluna

Age: 16 - Human years/looks 16,000 - god years/technically

god/goddess of: Slumber

Handicap?: Yes, blind

Weapon: He really only has magic- he can cause people to become tired and fall asleep.

Relatives: Noche Deluna

Side: Light/Hikuni

Personality: He is pretty cheerful and tired most of the time. He doesn’t like fighting that much which is probably why he doesn’t use his magic to its true potential. He goes on missions alone most of the time, but he isn’t sent on many jobs that have to do with fighting so he is fine doing them on his own. He isn’t really talkative, but he really likes and cares for everyone in Hikuni, even if some don’t like him. He can be very serious at times though.

Past: When he was little he would always play and be with his brother, since he would normally be the one to guide him and tell him about the things he couldn’t see himself. The other kids in the village would sometimes bully him, but Noche would always protect him. But one day his brother disappeared and he was all alone since their parents had died from old age and illness. He would always stay at home and sleep, he would barely ever go outside unless he needed food, he soon gained the power of a god like his brother. But it seemed more like a curse, he soon got used to it and was even able to control his magic a little. He then left the town, looking for his brother and other people like him, it was very difficult though since he’s blind. Other gods and goddesses like him began to find him and the queen of Hikuni let him have a room in the castle and let him work for her to get some money.

#my ocs #Pereza Deluna #Chaos #rogue's art #rogue's writings #long post #his hair is just messier than Noche's #I was not going to make it as spikey and make it more round but it didn't look right #I'll probably change his hairy style a but tomorrow #bit* #it'll just be like an edited version if this though