#this fucking outfit brooooo

[streamsofstardust]

it's danny's world we're just living in it

#he looks so good #this fucking outfit brooooo #he's otherworldly #a god amongst men #danny wagner is my boyfriend!! and i love him!!! #gvf #greta van fleet #gretavanfleet #danny gvf #danny wagner #danny wagner gvf #wagner wednesday

[lookismaddict]

Lookism Chapter 431 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)

Sorry for the late post, I had no idea that I was going to be a bit busy today. 🙏🏽 BUT GOD, THE SUSPENSE WAS KILLING ME FROM THE LAST CHAPTER. LET’S SEE WHO THE NEWEST MEMBER IS… 👀

I FUCKING KNEW IT!!!!!!! 😫😫😫😫

AND LOOK AT HIM, WEARING THE SAME CLOTHES AS TAESOO MA!!!! 😳 I think it was pretty obvious because Daniel Park did say that they’ll meet each other again.

HE’S EVEN WEARING THE SAME COAT AS TAESOO MA!!! And THAT’S the reason why he decided to join? Understandable. Eli Jang will eventually get his wake up call in the future. 😬

I miss this type of interaction between Jay and Daniel. It reminds me of the older Lookism chapters when they used to go to school and Daniel used to be the mediator. I’m just glad that we get to see Jay and Daniel together again, regardless if it’s Daniel in his OG body. 😭💞

OHHHHHH YEAHHHHHH, THE BADASSES ARE IN BUSINESS. ALL IN ONE CREW. 😎✨

ZACK BAHAHAHAHAHAHA. THIS HAD ME LMAAAAOOOOOO WHAT A MOOD.

BRUH. THESE PANELS OF SAMUEL BEING AN INSANE GOOF IS KILLING ME. 💀💀💀 HELP-

I honestly feel bad for him. He's been injected like TWICE so far. Wthhh 😭

OHHHHHH MY GOD. THAT TRANSITION???? HELLO??? IT’S ONE OF OUR FAV BLONDES!!!!! AHHHHHH I’VE BEEN WONDERING WHERE HE’S BEEN ALL THIS TIME. 

PLEEEEASE, THE WAY HE’S WEAK FROM SHOTS BUT NOT WEAK FROM FIGHTING ANYONE.

THE BABY BAND-AID, I- SDHFJSDHFSJDFJSD HE’S SUCH A BABYYYYYYY. AHHHHHHHHHHH I CAN’T. 

BROOOOO LOOK AT THIS FOOL. HE’S ALL GUCCI-ED OUT BRUH LIKE DAYUUUUUUM. His outfit could pay off my rent. (God, simping for this man is like a guilty pleasure. sheesh)

UMMMMM SIR. YOU’RE SAYING ALL OF THIS IN FRONT OF A DOCTOR????? Realistically, he’d call the police. Unless, if he’s affiliated with HNH Group or The Workers, thennnn... that’s probably why? IDK ANYMORE LMAO.

Also, tell me why I thought he was Seongjun Baek from Viral Hit for a second. 😂😂😂😂

Ummm... Are y’all REALLY going to talk about this right now?

WHILE YOU TWO ARE FALLING???????? 😰

Jake Kim, the GOAT. HE’S SUCH A GOOD GUY, AHHHHHHH. WE DON’T DESERVE JAKE. 😭😭😭😭 God, he’s such a kind soul. ❤️

She’s pretty and all, but I still resent her for what she did when she was still with the Workers. 😤

E W. LMAAOOOOOOOO NO.

PTJ really drawing pretty panels out here. 

EWWWWWWW x2 LMFAAAAOOOOOO. GET FUCKED.

THIS IS SUCH A PRETTY SCENE ASDHFKJASDHFHJSDHF. DISNEY PRINCESS, WHO???? (Even though, I wouldn’t consider her as one because... yk... Wow, I really have mixed feelings about this.)

I guess they have their own “happy ending” even though Vivi doesn’t really deserve it imo lol. 

JAMES LEE ALWAYS BE POPPIN WITH STYLE. HE SERVIN!!! 💅🏽

BRUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. PTJ REALLY GIVING US THESE ANGLES MAN. WTFFFFFFFFFFF???? BRO I CAN’T IMAGINE HOW THE JAMES LEE FANS MUST HAVE FREAKED OUT OVER THIS PANEL. HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA IM SOBBIN. 💀💀💀💀💀💀 (like, “Yes sir, let me sit on your lap.”) 

For the James Lee simps: If you were to be there watching, what would you do? 😈

LMFAAAAOOOOOOO HE LOOKS SO FUNNY SITTING THERE, LEANING ONTO THAT LOW ASS CHAIR. WHY IS HE LEANING BACK LIKE THAT? BRUH I’M DEAD. 😭😭😭💀💀💀💀💀 HE LOOKS LIKE HE NEEDS TO TAKE A SHIT DURING THIS MEETING WITH EUGENE, SO HE HAD TO LEAN BACK JUST TO HOLD IT IN HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Ayo Eugene, you better tell him once he does his part of the deal. No games pls, bc you play too much. 😘

#lookism #lookismaddict #lookism webtoon #lookism spoilers #lookism spoiler #lookism memes #daniel park #zack lee #lookism vasco #jay hong #hudson ahn #samuel seo #johan seong #goo kim #xiaolung #lookism eugene #james lee

[nnight-dances]

BIG WORDS

pairings: huening kai x gn!reader

mentions of: txt's yeonjun, txt's beomgyu, nct's haechan, nct's mark, (g)-idle's yuqi

genre: fluff, angst, slightly suggestive at the end, humor if i may say so myself

trope: best friends to lovers! how cool and original ha!

what to expect: he laughs, “i don't care if you're about to pee your pants. you’ve done it before. what you haven’t done before is avoid me.”

author's note: reader is pansexual :) :) i gave up on doing an elaborate pride-themed series because i don't trust myself but i will try to release something for each member. and if you have any requests, do feel free to leave them!!

—

you wake up to your phone blowing up beside you. the buzzing of your phone startle you and you roll over to the side, picking up your phone with a groan, peeking at your phone through squinted eyes.

you sigh with recognition when your phone lights up with 10 unread messages from hyuka

hyuka: yo

hyuka: yo

hyuka: yo

hyuka: dude

hyuka: y/n…

hyuka: hulloooooooo

hyuka: y/n the loml my bestie my dear friendo

hyuka: wake up how much do u even sleep brooooo

hyuka: broski it’s important

hyuka: wow i cannot believe youuu……. stoppp ignoring meee

you groan again, cursing him in your head as you swipe your phone open.

hyuka: aha!! ur online

y/n: no shit bitch you spammed me like you were on fire or some shit

hyuka: i could’ve been on fire and u would sleep through it

y/n: happily

y/n: what the fuck do u want this early

hyuka: early?? it’s 12 pm but ok

hyuka: ok but but but i have a idea

y/n: an*

y/n: and stop having ideas

hyuka: ur gonna regret saying that

hyuka: bc i was gonna ask u to come shopping

hyuka: but ig not since u want me to stop having ideas

y/n: ….. you little shit

y/n: come pick me up in 30

hyuka: and why would i do that

y/n: because you love me <3 and you support me <3

hyuka: first i’m hearing of it 🤔

y/n: alright bye im going back to sleep if that’s what u want

hyuka: fINE BE READY BY 1!!!!!!

—

“i thought i told you i’d be here by one?” the feigned disbelief rings in hueningkai’s voice as he steps into your bedroom to find you crouched in front of your measly but functional dressing table.

“you said to be ready by one,” you mumble through gritted teeth as you focus on getting the stroke of your eyeliner right, “and that doesn’t mean you’d be here by then, so i took some more time.”

“ah, sorry, i forget how stupid you are sometimes,” hueningkai comments as he flips down on your bed. you sigh, finally satisfied with the winged eyeliner you’d been perfecting for the past five minutes.

“and i forget how shameless you are sometimes,” you retort, standing up with a huff, “barging into my house without even knocking? you’re worse than any toxic parent i’ve met.”

hueningkai greets with a sarcastically bright smile, sitting up and watching you as you put on your crocs with a pout. he laughs and you glare at him.

“’s funny how you put all that effort into your outfit only to top it off with your ugly crocs.”

you throw a handful of the tissues you used to clean up your failed eyeliner attempts at his face, “i’m going shopping without you, asshole. maybe i’ll get yeonjun, at least he understands fashion.”

“hmm, i’m gonna tell beomgyu-hyung you chose yeonjun-hyung as the fashion expert, and then we’ll talk.”

you flip hueningkai off, shoving him through the hallway of your living room, with shooing sounds. as you grab your car keys and exit the house, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the only full-length mirror at your place. a white loose-fitted shirt slightly tucked into the front of your denim shorts pair smoothly with your black crocs — you have no idea what hueningkai’s going on about, you think as you follow him with a smirk.

—

“ohhhh, how is this one?”

you stop in your tracks with a glower on your face, wondering why hueningkai is pointing the ugliest shade of green in your face.

“what?” he squeaks when he spots the look on your face, “i thought you liked green! i can’t keep up with you!”

you shake your head, “i love green, hyuka, but that—” you point a hesitatn finger at the not-green jumper in his hand, “that’s fucking devil vomit. i’m not wearing that even if you paid me real money to.”

“what if i treated you to frozen yogurt after this?”

you wordlessly snatch the atrocious piece of clothing from him, “i’m never going to buy it though so don’t even think about it.”

“don’t be so sure of yourself, y/n,” hueningkai grins at the sight of his chosen piece lying in your shopping bag and you sigh internally at how adorable it is of him to be so excited over having bribed you into simply trying on the jumper. the vision of his sheer happiness remains ingrained in your mind later, when you do put the thing on, and much to your surprise, you’re not knelt on the floor puking your insides out.

“how is this?” you deadpan with a dead look on your face as you open the door to find him already jumping up and down like an excited child at the sight of cotton candy. if only the jumper you’re wearing was the color of cotton candy, you’d consider justifying hueningkai’s taste in clothes.

“wow! wait, you actually look cute in this!”

“so you did think it was an ugly sweater?” you hit hueningkai’s arm and he bites his lip at having been caught. “fuck you. just for this, i get to choose what flavor of frozen yogurt you’re getting.” you turn around only to be spun back around.

hueningkai’s flushed face greets you and he looks down at the floor, “i’m- i’m serious! you look cu- this looks cute! seriously! i’m not pranking you right now?”

you choke over a laugh at his flustered state, both confused and half-flustered yourself. you would always have so many questions about this boy. but for now you settle your insides with a loving head-pat to hueningkai’s brown hair, “i believe you for some reason. i’m going to try the other stuff on.”

as you close the door behind you, hueningkai sighs into his hands, unable to understand what he was doing. he’s ready to melt into a nondescript muddle of emotions outside your trial room to recover but your voice calls out to him sooner than he expects.

“hey, hyuka?” his heart skips a beat at the hesitance in your tone, “um, fucking hell, i need some help here.”

hueningkai chokes over his words, “h-help? you- what, you can’t even wear clothes without my help now?” he laughs at his own unwise joke, ignoring the eye-roll of the hormonal pre-teen kid next to him.

“can you actually shut the fuck up for once and like, help me before i suffocate to death?”

hueningkai coughs, feeling his ears burn. he slightly opens the door to your trial room. “i can come in?” he mutters, heart in his throat. “yes! do you need me to write it on a fucking paper or something? come inside!!”

the boy beside him chuckles, and hueningkai glares at him, cursing him for still not having had hit puberty.

either way, he shimmies into the room, and the first thing he thinks when he looks at you is: god, he hates stupid clothes that get stuck around people’s limbs.

second, he thinks: fuck, you’re standing half-naked in front of him.

you look at him through the mirror in front of you, “hello? i’m literally being hung to death by a piece of clothing and you’re busy gaping at me? do i need to start crying before you—”

“alright, alright, i’m helping so please stop screaming at me,” he fumbles with the hem of the sweater, trying to figure out the ends of the tag that was obstructing the cloth. as hueningkai struggles with the intricacies of threads, you struggle with the feel of his fingers brushing against your skin, every other second.

“are you done yet?” your comment is meant to be frustrating but the way you say is saturated with nerves, your voice half-breaking halfway.

hueningkai chuckles, sending a flush of air against your back, making you shiver. “i’m trying!” he says, eliciting another less intense shiver from you.

“oh, wait, i get it now.. i think.”

it is now, after having sacrificed at least a majority of his working brain cells, that hueningkai notices that the sweater is a lovely shade of lavender and it fits you snugly, sitting cozily against your hip.

“oh, wow,” you voice his thoughts when you look at the mirror, “this sweater is fucking god-send.”

“i can’t believe you actually look nice right now,” hueningkai mutters. you roll your eyes at his classic back-handed compliment and turn around as he continues, “you know what is a god-send? me. your bestest friend who spent an hour trying to untangle this impossible thing.”

“so i take it you’re saying i should buy this, then?” you inquire, leaning on one leg, hands on your hips. hueningkai looks away, afraid to look at you for too long and shrugs, “i mean, it’s more decent than the rest of your closet so—”

“get out of here, hyuka.”

you sigh in relief when he leaves you alone, and feel a dull twinge at his lack of enthusiasm toward your outfit. it’s stupid, you know, to base how you feel about yourself on the basis of what someone else says but the most valid explanation you can give to that is hueningkai qualifies as something other than someone else.

put in his own words, he’s your ‘bestest’ friend. in your own words? he’s… annoying.

and just because he’s annoying and you can’t get it out of your head how annoying he is, you interrupt a perfectly peaceful, albeit far from civil, frozen yogurt debate to ask him a stupid question.

“who do you find attractive?”

hueningkai blanks out for a whole minute, comprehending that you, y/n, are asking him this, a question about who he’s attracted to. you try to hide your embarrassment by stirring around your yogurt, looking through the window.

“what? i’m curious because i’ve literally never heard you talk about being into someone.”

he shrugs as nonchalantly he can, “because i’m not into someone.”

“no, that’s not what i mean,” you nudge him again, “like, a stranger, you know? just a surface-level attraction is what i’m talking about?”

“are you seriously asking me what my type is right now?” hueningkai narrows his eyes, “what is this? a scheme to set me up with a friend of yours?”

your heart aches, wondering how much easier life would be if your ulterior motive was the simple, that easily revealed. “no! i’m just asking you! it’s not that deep, you don’t have to answer it if you don’t want to.”

you go back to eating your respective yogurts in silence after that and you’re one minute away from banging your head against the wooden table in front of you.

“it really depends. i can’t explain it that well honestly,” he says suddenly. you look up, brows raised. “it’s hard to find someone who has all the things.. you know?”

“and the same features look so different on everyone?” he points at you, “like you have short hair, right?” you’re glitching the minute he brings you up but you nod affirmatively because of course, you’re aware that you have short hair.

“but even yuqi has short hair but she looks completely different to you,” you already don’t like where he’s going with this, but you know you’re gonna sit through the suffering anyway, “she’s very loud and like, out there? yours is much more subtle.”

what does that even mean?

“ha,” you jump up in realization that you’ve said this out loud and hueningkai fumbles, “i have no idea either, it’s just… there isn’t a blueprint. you know like both yeonjun-hyung and beomgyu-hyung have had mullets but gyu-hyung looked more androgynous and ethereal.”

“what i’m hearing right now is that you have a hair fetish?”

“i hate it when i’m being vulnerable with you and you make me a pervert, y/n.”

you chuckle, stuffing another spoonful of yogurt in your mouth.

“what about you?” hueningkai asks, almost accusingly, “what’s attractive to you?”

“i hate it when people ask me my own questions, so fuck you,” you flip him off, “also, i’m attracted to people’s personality more.”

“yes, yes, i’m aware. you told me you need to get to know people properly before you can be into them?” you nod, “so then, what quality makes you be into someone?”

you sigh, “come on, this isn’t a fair question! personality isn’t like appearance! i can’t just say that my type is beomgyu in a mullet and get away with it like you!”

“hey, i never said that my type was— that’s! that’s besides the point! i’m, for example, i like funny in a person-”

“you mean a sense of humor?”

hueningkai glowers at you, “just give me something here, y/n, you’ve made me spill my beans, now you tell me at least one thing.”

“fine! god, let me think,” you mumble. a few minutes later, you shrug, “i guess.. affectionate people are.. i have a soft spot for them?”

“that’s a bad answer, who isn’t affectionate in this era? what are we all, a bunch of tsunderes?”

“i’m leaving before you give me any more trauma, hyuka.”

—

at this point, it is clear to everyone and their mother that you have a joking as a coping mechanism problem which makes the fact that you joke around hueningkai natural. of course, there comes a time in your life where you find yourself alone in your bed, unable to asleep and unable to stop yourself from doing the one thing you’ve managed to avoid pretty well: thinking.

thinking leads to thinking about hyuka which leads to thinking about your conversation with him and how yuqi is loud and out there while you’re designated a lonesome word like subtle. it doesn’t help to know that yuqi gets along so well with hyuka, despite having met him fairly recently. and you see no reason for them to not be so close, honestly. both of them are crazy, to say the least. loud, hilarious, easy-going. they could spend hours cracking jokes and laughing at them. you could sit in the same room as them and go completed unnoticed.

you sit up with a groan. you hate being like this, you do. so bitter towards people just because you’re stupidly into hyuka. god, you groan again, in realization of the fact that you’re stuck in a cliche: helplessly in a one-sided love with your best friend. you didn’t just have the second-lead syndrome, you are the second lead. you’d just watch from beside hyuka as he falls in love with someone like yuqi, words Loud! and Out There! embellished around her head.

and you’re right about the fact that you’re inside of a cliche. you’re wrong about which cliche it is.

because around the same time as you, hueningkai is whining into beomgyu’s arm about how much he hates himself for saying what he’s said to you.

“they hate me for sure! they think i have fucking hair fetish!”

“you know, huening, if you’re actually secretly in love with me instead of y/n, you could just tell me.”

beomgyu’s grin doesn’t shrink even at the sight of yeonjun’s disgusted grimace as he pulls hueningkai off him and pats his back.

“kai, calm down, my man. they said they like affectionate people, right? that’s basically you!”

hueningkai shakes his head, “no, y/n’s definition of affectionate is very different. you won’t get it. i probably qualify as clingy.”

beomgyu shakes his head behind hueningkai, “you sound insane right now, i’m sorry. i can’t take it, i’m just going to text them—”

“NO! YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING!”

—

the next time hueningkai sees you, you have red hair.

at first, he doesn’t even realize it’s you. he’s too busy looking around the room for you that when beomgyu screams, “y/n, you’re fucking crazy!!!!!” he squeals in surprise. when he turns to look at you, he expects you to just be drunk or in the middle of a wrestling match with yuqi but no.

“y-you have red hair?” he stumbles his step at the sight because he’s the one going crazy right now. what does one do when their crush dyes their hair out of the blue? or should he say, out of the red? (sorry not sorry for the bad joke. he’s down bad for you.)

his comment is drowned out by the choruses of wowing and screams around him as yeonjun and beomgyu jump around you excitedly, playing with the freshly red strands of your hair. most of the conversation is unintelligible as is to be expected but a part of it stands out.

“oh my god, why suddenly?”

you shrug, “i was just bored with my hair. it was too… subtle.”

you know what you’re doing, being overtly obvious about your motives but thanks to everyone’s enthusiastic reactions (and hueningkai’s unenthusiastic reaction), it is easy to disappear from his sights after that comment.

the rest of haechan’s game night is spent with a bunch of people rushing at you all at once, marveling at the change and catching up with you, the latter thanks to your absence at last month’s game night.

“i really missed you last month, you know!” mark jokes, poking your shoulder, “there’s nobody else who gets the hype of connect four like you!”

you laugh, “i apologize for abandoning you, my dude. i was burnt out after finals week so i just slept that whole weekend away.”

“ah, understandable. you’re forgiven in that case,” he mumbles, patting your head, and hueningkai suddenly appears at your side. though his signature goofy grin is plastered to his face, he seems stiff. you notice it right away and dread fills you, and then guilt. you’ve been ignoring him the entire night and he’s run out of patience. god, you hate life.

“you know what, we should play now!” mark exclaims, catching a glimpse of the uncharacteristic tension between the two of you. “all three of us, connect four. what say you?”

you freeze, and look around the room for an excuse. “um, actually, i was just going to go find the bathroom. you two should carry on.” mark stares at you warily before cracking a tight smile, “sure, y/n, you go do your business. we’ll be here.” he waves at you, watching you leave.

“or, i guess i’ll be here, all alone,” he corrects when hueningkai takes off right after you.

“wait, y/n.”

you would rather not. you keep speed-walking toward the bathroom, hating every step of the way.

“what-?” hueningkai takes hold of your shoulders, fixing you in place as he blocks your way to the bathroom. “hyuka, i’m literally about to pee my pants right now. so please unhand me now.”

he laughs, “i don't care if you're about to pee your pants. you’ve done it before. what you haven’t done before is avoid me.”

“avoid you?” your voice breaks because your body is never on your side, “what? i try listen to my liver's needs and suddenly i’m avoiding you-”

“i heard what you said, you know. about your hair.”

“my hair?” you mumble, and though you know what he’s referring to, you ask him, “do you like it?”

hueningkai feels the weight of the question uneasily, as if you’re not the y/n he’s known for more than just the length of his entire life, but rather as if this is a y/n he’s just met at a stranger’s party.

“i’m- i, yes, it’s nice. it looks natural. like you were born with red hair.”

the amused look on your face falls at his comment and you truly want to strangle hueningkai in that moment. you don’t.

instead, you shrug his hands off of you and rush into the bathroom, nails pressed up painfully against the skin of your palm.

“hey, y/n! what- i’m not done- hey, what’s wrong?”

hueningkai has followed you into the bathroom where it’s so much more silent and you want to go back outside. another one of those moments where your thoughts hit you hard. hard enough for you to say them out loud.

“of all the things you could say, hyuka! of all the things you could’ve said about me and my stupid fucking hair! first, it’s subtle. and now it’s, what? natural? honestly, just-” you stop when you realize you’re tearing up, “just, can you go right now? i’ll talk to you later.”

“what do you mean? i’m- did i say something wrong? i- i don’t get it.” hueningkai is truly stumped at your outburst. all along he’d been worrying about if he was being too obvious about his feelings about you. now he fears he’s not been obvious enough. (no shit, sherlock.)

you’re silent and fuming. breathing. “i don’t understand, is this about the other day? i didn’t mean anything bad-”

“but that’s just it, hyuka,” you’re not mad now. just heartbroken. “look, i didn’t think i was this far gone but i guess i am. and you’re still so fucking dense, dude. i’m in love with you but i can’t tell you that without crying like this because i’m your stupid best friend and- and just, ugh, just leave me alone right now and i’ll apologize later. please.”

hueningkai’s breath hitches, mind in chaos as he processes your words. it’s only when your hands push him toward the door of the bathroom that he springs into action.

“y/n! what the fuck is wrong with you?”

the words come out without the context of the 19 years’ worth of love he’s harbored for you so now you’re just crying harder.

“wait, no! no! i mean, i’m in love with you. i love you more than you could imagine, you literal dumbass. and you’re dense for not getting anything right. subtle? natural? have you ever heard me using big words like that for anyone else? i love you, y/n, because you’re you and that’s that. fuck you for not interpreting my words correctly.”

“what?” you choke out, wiping your tears, “you’re- but? wait, but?”

hueningkai pulls you into a hug and now it’s just adrenaline speaking for him, “i’m in love with you, y/n. in. love. with. you. with you! in love! i love you! love, not platonically, but romantically! as in i’m into you. more than friends. more than best friends and definitely, more than bestest friends—”

“okay, okay!” you shout hoarsely, pulling him closer, “i think i get it now.”

he pulls away, “you think you get it? i’m in love with—”

“i get it! you love me!” with that, you’re pressing closer to him, lips touching his cheek. “i love you.”

“can you do that again? i don’t think i get it, honestly.”

you roll your eyes but he leans in closer, lips a breath away from yours. his ears are red now and he’s back to being shy. you chuckle, your hands taking his face in them delicately and you kiss him fully on the lips.

“thank god that finally happened,” a voice from outside speaks up. you jump up and hueningkai throws the door open.

“what the fuck, beomgyu? get out of here!!”

—

“you know,” you whisper into the skin of hueningkai’s neck later that night, “you have used bigger words.”

honestly speaking it takes hueningkai a minute to recover from your incessant kissing to understand what you’re saying. “what?”

“you literally called beomgyu ethereal! that’s a really big word, even for me!”

hueningkai pulls you back into him, lips finding yours, “i’m sorry but i’m always going to love beomgyu-hyung more than you, babe.”

you shiver at how low his voice his gotten, and kiss him back, “mhm, the feeling’s mutual then.”

it’s only when the two of you are panting after nearly an hour in the darkness that your words come back to him. he pulls at your arm, “hey, what do you mean, the feeling’s mutual?!”

—

#not sure how i feel about this but hhh i love hyuka <3 #hueningkai #huening kai x reader #y/n txt #hueningkai x y/n #hueningkai x you #hueningkai fluff #hueningkai x reader #tomorrow x together #tomorrow x together x you #txt x you #txt fluff #txt angst #hueningkai x you fluff #hueningkai x you angst #hueningkai fic #hueningkai headcannon #hueningkai smut #gender neutral y/n #pansexual reader #txt fics #txt imagines #txt scenarios

[charizardstolemynickname]

TOH S3 EP3 AKA THE FINALE REACTION, part 2!

I am literally half way through with 24 minutes left so, here we go!

CAMILA! YOU'RE BACK! And instantly being a mother, love you!! She came back and went "YOU ARE ALL SO EXHAUSTED YOU ARE ALL BABIES!"

NOOOO DON'T CRY BABY, god please tell me us as a fandom love the Collector after this, HE IS JUST A BABY

Woah. love the new outfit/appearance Luz!! ....And not knowing what one liner to say is amazing, me too sweetie, me too

COLLECTOR DON'T DIE I SWEAR TO GOD

MENTOR EDA MY GALLLL, TEAMWORK WITH KING AHHHHHHH

RAINE fucking hell pal i kinda forgot about you, no offence, BUT I AM SO GLAD YOU ARE OKAY, AHHHH MY CUTIES

ooo did it work? now he is melting, well, kinda your fault Belos

COLLECTOR MY KIDDO!!!!!!! I am so glad you are okay

Philip? You are a terrible lying, like man, hush

Hell yeah! Squish the man!!!

"Dang kid, you do have tall genes" Okay but please tell me there is fanart of aged up King where they still pet him but he is like, 100x times bigger than everyone

"I loaf you" ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!? I AM ALMOST TEARY OVER A BREAD PUN?! fucking titans (/aff)

i am so glad the collector is okay, like i am so fucking happy

STEVE!!!!!!!!!!!! HELL YEAH, Steve and lilith are besties, I accept nothing less

AMITY AND HER DAD!!!!!!!!! GUS AND HIS DAD!!!!!!!!!!!! WILLOW AND HER DADS!!!!!!!!

HUNTER AND DARIUS?! AND EBER?!?! FUCKKKKKKK, DARIUS IS PROUD OF HIS IMPROVEMENT ON HIS STITCHING AUHDWOL:

i will go insane over them I am not kidding BUMP!!!!!!! Ed and Emira!!!! Boscha and her grudgby team, reunited at last

DARIUS AND EBER MY FAVOURITES, just absolutely refusing to let everyone go back to how it was

STEVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have been a steve fan since day 1, I am glad he is convincing the others to leave the emperor's coven (that really shouldn't exist anymore nor any other coven)

AHHHH Luz and Amity and Luz and Camila! AH EDA AND CAMILA!!!!!!

COLLECTOR!! IS THAT HOOTY?! FUCK YEAH

WHY IS HOOTY YAS-IFIED?!? I had to pause to fucking laugh here, 10/10 THEIR FRIENDSHIP BROOOOO

Francois reunited with king, as things should be. NO DON'T GO BACK TO THE STARS SWEETIE

FUCKKKKKK KING GAVE FRANCOIS TO THE COLLECTOR!!!!! God I am going insane HOW DID YOU ALL DEAL WITH THIS MANY EMOTIONS

WOAH WHAT DO YOU MEAN GLYPH MAGIC DOESN'T WORK NO MORE?! BUT KING IS STILL ALIVE! SURELY GENETICALLY IT STILL WORKS??! Fuck, this is heartbreaking

Luz gets to keep Springbean tho, that's good, I am very glad

wOAH WERE ARE THEY MOVING TO?! COLLEGE?! FUCK

Please tell me she has an easy way to and from the demon world thing

WOAH WAIT, ITS MAGIC COLLEGE?! NOT HUMAN ONE!? THANK GOD, and of course she chose all of them, as she should, I would too, she is iconic

"Luz.. you saw them last week" MOODDDDDD

VEE!!!!! AUHDOSL, the house looks so good now too, damn, COLLECTOR YOU ARE ICONIC FOR THE DOOR THERE

okay the credits have started but there are 5 minutes left still, so I will continue watching

BATLADY WITCH AYYYYYYYYY, WITH EDA AND EDA'S DAD AHIWREKD

WILLOW AND HUNTER HOLDING HANDS AYYYYYYYYY

NOOOOOOO FLAPJACK, fuck i will cry, please, you are okay, promise...... guys I think flapjack may not be coming back(/lh)

WOAH DID HUNTER GET A NEW PALISMAN?! BLUEBIRD!

IS THAT AMITY!!?????? DAMN GIRL YOU LOOK GREAT, LOVE THE PONYTAIL

HARPY LILITH?! aisjWMFOEJ THERE IS SO MUCH GOING ON

Bump the gardener is making me laugh but in a great way, as he should, he looks so happy

WAIT AMITY'S DAD FINDING A WAY TO GET RID OF SIGILS?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE YOU ALADOR

DARIUS AND ALADOR BESTIES?!! FUCKKKKKKKKK I love them. So much. SO much.

DARIUS AND HUNTER FATHER SON DUO AGAIN

Eda the headmaster is so amazing, awwwwww that is quite sweet in a way, finally liking school because its how it should be now

King's little badge now saying "KC" is making me go feral, for a moment I forgot he was adopted officially

AWWWWWWWW EVERYONE IS HERE EVEN TINY GIRL WITH BIG NOSE!

WAIT IVE JUST REALISED THAT GUS! DOES HE TEACH A CLASS NOW?! FUCK

THEY ARE FOLLOWING LUZ'S FAMILY'S AND HERITAGES TRADITIONS EVEN IN THE DEMON REALM?! FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK I love found family, can you tell?

THEY TRIED THEIR BEST AND THATS ALL THAT MATTERS

IEWGPJFJ I KNEW THE GLYPH THING WOULDNT BE THE END YES KING

COLLECTOR1 AWODJW, god I love this too much

WOAH WHAT DOES "THERE'RE NEARLY GONE, BYE!" WHILST LOOKING INTO THE CAMERA MEAN, BRO??!

Oh my god. I've finished the show. DAMN. THAT WAS GREAT

I am so glad I started this show.

Also for anyone curious, it took me 2 and a half hours total to watch this finale episode. Which, I am not proud of BUT HEY, i savoured every moment

God, that was legit amazing, I feel like screaming for a whole day now, this is weird, I am speechless, I have no idea what to say

I am incredibly happy I can finally engage in the fandom though, and follow so many more blogs now and such

Thank you to those who have followed me on my journey, and this has been, an adventure? Is that too cheesy and big of a word for this? Ah I don't care, this has been great, i started this show to distract myself and MAN did it do that

I cannot wait to keep posting about this show now, and find out all the little lore facts that are canon that i missed!

#the owl house #eda the owl lady #toh #toh spoilers #luz owl house #amity owl house #toh king #edalyn clawthorne #the owl house spoilers #the owl house season 3 #the owl house season 3 spoilers #toh season 3 #toh season 3 spoilers #i have no idea what to now tag #i feel like so speechless i cannot think straight #and im lazy and don't want to tag every character #toh collector #toh the collector #will tag him though as i love him #toh hunter #hunter toh #hunter the owl house #toh amity #amity toh #the owl house gus #toh gus #toh willow #the owl house willow #toh darius #the owl house darius

[letyugisayfuck]

Yall this is dumb but I got a idea for a fic that's been stuck in my head for about 2 months now. It's a little on the crack side but I still think it would be fun to put into words at some point.

So Mokuba convinces Kaiba to go see one of his favorite bands with him in New York . Kaiba is apprehensive about it but Mokuba convinces him it will be fun. They decide that it's probably for the best for them to wear more lowkey outfits. So what's something that THE Seto Kaiba wouldn't be caught dead wearing? A Dark Magician tank top.

"Yo is that Seto Kaiba?" "Nah man he's wearing and Dark Magician shirt. There's no way that's him" "Oh word."

Works like a charm.

So Yugi and the gang decide to go visit Anzu in New York. She so happens to get concert tickets from a friend and they go. They get there and who do they run into? Kaiba Brooooos who have both been drinking at this point. (both of age) Mokuba is so excited and Kaiba is mortified. He's immediately irritated. At this point he gets along with Yugi just fine but still finds the rest on the annoying side. Joey starts teasing Kaiba about the Dark Magician tank top.

"Fuck you. Mahad is hot."

The gang is dumbfounded for a sec. Kaiba goes to storm off and they ask were he's going.

"If I gotta deal with you guys for the rest of the night I'm getting trashed."

As the night goes on Kaiba loosens up a bit and shows to be a little silly(still being a bit of an ass) He's got an image he needs to uphold. The gang thinks it's funny and cool to see this side of Kaiba. Just kinda a fluffy fic of everyone partying and having fun. There's definitely more that I'd add to it but this post is long enough already. Once I get my laptop back I might write it out. Like why not. Of course I'd like people to read it but at the end of the day it's just some silly idea that makes me happy.

#ygo #kaiba #mokuba kaiba #yugi #yugioh fanfiction #writing ideas #joey wheeler #anzu mazaki #crack fic #They totally are seeing the 100 gec/mcr concert #tristan taylor #yugioh #seto kaiba #kaiba brothers

[baekhvuns]

LET IT BE KNOW THAT THAT I WOKE UP TO HJ COSPLAYING AS SOME WHITE MAN?!Alright guess I'll have to wake up at 6am on Friday too, fuck this.😭 I feel like the next teaser will be even more unhinged, but the scaleeee?! That's why they need so many tours and fan calls they spent all their money on this idusuehshahdjsrf

Ok, before I give you the ranking, any predictions? 👀 I already have one in mind actually

Well shit, I'M NOT READY AT LEAST NOT FOR THAT Seonghwa 😭 let me wash my hair first before I meet him

It is tiring seriously... like yesterday I concluded there's a beef between two accs I follow 👁👄👁 I almost unfollowed one of them, but decided to mute cause she's funny sometimes, but also 🤡 the other one I like more, from what I gathered the first one isn't a fan of certain multis (obviously Staytinys) and keeps blocking people for that, lmaoooo. I muted all the fanbase accounts, but yeah the TL is A LOT to take right now.

LEE JOOYEON?

Yes Skz's debut hit pretty hard, they were like we just started but we're already in HELL, so true. I was like that with Next Level and Savage, also Good Boy Gone Bad... I still can't say I love any of them, but I was forced to listen to them so many times and busted some moves, so now I play them occasionally 🙈🙉🙊

I know too many stories about uber drivers without the license etc, I don't wanna get near them (even my friend's messed up cousin drove an Uber even though his license was taken away FOR A REASON 🤡) I feel like taxi drivers are safer, they control them better. We have Uber and there's Bolt as well, both susssss not to mention a lot of them don't speak English nor the local language and sometimes don't even make an effort to communicate 😭 AND NO WAY?! Should've done a split ride with Yibo, damnnnn

I had no idea which Y/N I would be, but model sounds more right than mafia 😅

Dohwan and Soohyuk WOW YOUR MINDDDD </3

Ok the King Tut thing reminded me of a cartoon I used to watch it's called Tutenstein and I was obsessed idyjshduehdhehe anyways that guy's story was real sad indeed same with his wife

Ahhh twins I got Lino too! And Changbin which I didn't expect

Me when I don't take my ADHD meds vs me when I take them and start dissociating Ok but Hwa was such a small and jumpy boooooy that live and when he was sulking in the background? NEW REACTION PIC, also wearing something straight out of Wooyoung's or Mingi's wardrobe. Btw, the fact I instantly recognised Hwa's hands in the photo San posted, yikes but also Song Mingi what's with your nails brooooo

Hmmm, depends, I read some bad fake dating AUs tbh lol, I like when people are getting to know each other, buuuuut I think ex lovers getting back together can be fun if well written and them reconciling makes sense! So maybe I'll choose the latter since it's less common. What exactly are you planning? 👁👁 - DV 💖

hi hello!!

LET IT BE KNOW THAT THAT I WOKE UP TO HJ COSPLAYING AS SOME WHITE MAN?!Alright guess I'll have to wake up at 6am on Friday too, fuck this.😭 I feel like the next teaser will be even more unhinged, but the scaleeee?! That's why they need so many tours and fan calls they spent all their money on this idusuehshahdjsrf

COSPLAYING AS WHITE MAN 😭😭😭😭 did a oli london real fast HRKWHDKW NAURR THE WAY ITS IN 3 DAYS I CANT BELIEVE 😭😭🔫 THE SCALE ITS LITERALLY A MOVIE???? sci-fi rebellion >>>

Ok, before I give you the ranking, any predictions? 👀 I already have one in mind actually

i WOULD LIKE TO SAY 1. since ttwhy is gone, bodyguard might be here 2. ttwhy 3. lets not fall in love?? 4. mr and mrs park! tHE REST I HAVE NO CLUE FBDB

Well shit, I'M NOT READY AT LEAST NOT FOR THAT Seonghwa 😭 let me wash my hair first before I meet him

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭 HES SO FINE IF FEEL SO UGKY JUST STANDING IN FRONT OF HIM EVEN IN THE BEST OUTFIT

It is tiring seriously... like yesterday I concluded there's a beef between two accs I follow 👁👄👁 I almost unfollowed one of them, but decided to mute cause she's funny sometimes, but also 🤡 the other one I like more, from what I gathered the first one isn't a fan of certain multis (obviously Staytinys) and keeps blocking people for that, lmaoooo. I muted all the fanbase accounts, but yeah the TL is A LOT to take right now.

👁👄👁 what’s the beef on 👁👄👁 BFKWHDKS god staytinys stop 😭😭😭 i feel its a army and blink fanwars 😭😭😭 YEHA THE TL IS KINDA CRAZY but this hongjoong

LEE JOOYEON?

DID HE JUST NOONA EHWJHDWK HE JUST NOONA-ED THWKFJWKDJWK 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Yes Skz's debut hit pretty hard, they were like we just started but we're already in HELL, so true. I was like that with Next Level and Savage, also Good Boy Gone Bad... I still can't say I love any of them, but I was forced to listen to them so many times and busted some moves, so now I play them occasionally 🙈🙉🙊

LMFAOOOO ALREADY IN HELL LITERALLY 😭😭😭 FBWKDHWK next level’s sort where the beat drops is so >>>> and savage’s build up with those harmonies 🤌🏼🤌🏼 but i didn’t like girls cb it felt as if there was no chorus? or a drop or something memorable,, illusion tho sounds better! GOOD BOY GONE BAD IS SUCHNA SECOND GEN SONG FBENFH

I know too many stories about uber drivers without the license etc, I don't wanna get near them (even my friend's messed up cousin drove an Uber even though his license was taken away FOR A REASON 🤡) I feel like taxi drivers are safer, they control them better. We have Uber and there's Bolt as well, both susssss not to mention a lot of them don't speak English nor the local language and sometimes don't even make an effort to communicate 😭 AND NO WAY?! Should've done a split ride with Yibo, damnnnn

LMFAOOOO????????? 😭😭😭🤚🏼 omg yes taxi drivers are safer and softer theyre so nice half the time and so wholesome dbdbd LMFJKAHDKS UBER DRIVERS WOULD DRIFT IF THEY HWD THE CHANCE DBDB AW THAT SUCKS 😭😭😭 BRKWDH YEAH WANG YIBO and thej there was the kr1s wU in there after yibo dbdb

I had no idea which Y/N I would be, but model sounds more right than mafia 😅 /// Dohwan and Soohyuk WOW YOUR MINDDDD </3

i think u could be a hybrid! a mix of mafia and model,,, the combo,, deadly >>> NO FR IMAGINE THOSE TWO TOGETHER ID YELL SCREAM AND U WILL NEVER HEAR FROM ME

Ok the King Tut thing reminded me of a cartoon I used to watch it's called Tutenstein and I was obsessed idyjshduehdhehe anyways that guy's story was real sad indeed same with his wife

TUTENSTEIN?? STOP BC I RMR IT IT WAS SOO COOL DBDBDB no omg that’s so sad but he took his revenge on the ppl who found his tomb so <3 good for he

Ahhh twins I got Lino too! And Changbin which I didn't expect //// Me when I don't take my ADHD meds vs me when I take them and start dissociating Ok but Hwa was such a small and jumpy boooooy that live and when he was sulking in the background? NEW REACTION PIC, also wearing something straight out of Wooyoung's or Mingi's wardrobe. Btw, the fact I instantly recognised Hwa's hands in the photo San posted, yikes but also Song Mingi what's with your nails brooooo

LESSGOO omg changbin??? 👀 LMFAOOOO STOP THWKFJWK 😭😭😭 BC HE LOOKS SO CUTE DOING THAT 😭😭 no bc seonghwa in all black triggers something in me and its VILE 📉📈📉 LMFAOOOO MINGI NAIL SLANDER FBFBFB

Hmmm, depends, I read some bad fake dating AUs tbh lol, I like when people are getting to know each other, buuuuut I think ex lovers getting back together can be fun if well written and them reconciling makes sense! So maybe I'll choose the latter since it's less common. What exactly are you planning? 👁👁 - DV 💖

hMMMMM what if the fake dating is they know each other since kids but the y/n hates all the guys the _____ has <3 YES EXES TO LOVERS WITH THE RIGHT PERSON WRONG TIME 😮‍💨 IT MAKES SENSE YES !!! nOW yunho or san 🤨.

he’s so 😭😭😭 reminds me of bb!hwa

is this the ceo u rather prefer bc i do have an au that’s 10k in <3

AND THIS

heres a quizie!

OH ALSO U HAD QUES since u said u went to india for a wedding,,, did u get to wear the outfits? the jewelries??? 👁👁

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

[leafeonb]

oh my god............the music

#lulu.txt #aa lb #dgs lb #the trial will start soon brooooo.......ooougghh o<-< #also HEY WHAT THE FUCK. MR VORTEX YOURE HERE???? #thats.....intense. what the fuck bro. what the fuck??? 😭😭😭 #playing this game would be very intense. #the introduction was so 😨 what the fuck. help. ryuu said he felt a pointed glare at him #also WAIT idk if. if i just never noticed it but. vortex has a unicorn head on the. the thing that he keeps on his hand i forgot the word #but now im 'OH....he also has a unicorn horn on his hair wtf i thought it was like....a bird' or something help #anyways. this trial is already so </3 LIKE. IM TALKING ABOUT THE ATMOSPHERE....the music rly makes everything feel so heavy #i love this games music so much its o<-< broooooo #NO JURORS only these six cool flames that will set this courtroom on fire after this trial <3 #idk what will happen with the flames though im??? what the fuck will they do #ALSO OH 😭😭😭😭 RYUU IS NERVOUS AT THE START OF THE TRIAL AGAIN I REMEMBER ON #the first trial with asougi as the prosecutor he didnt do the nervous jump at the start...but hes nervous now poor ryuu 😭😭😭 thats a lot. #also wait this is so fucking funny. they just ignored the trial for gregson's death 'ok this isnt about him 😌' #and now its for...something else #ANYWAYS the music is so....oh my god #THE SOUND THAT VORTEX MADE TO START THE TRIAL 😨😨😨 i was used to the judge's hammer #mr vortex why are u the judge wtf....but also. wow u are a prosecutor too for a second i was like #REALLY scared before this trial thinking rhat for some reason the prosecutor would be vortex..........so. where the fuck would asougi be. #but. anyways. hes the judge now. hello sir vortex what the fuck at least u didnt bring your birds to poop at the courtroom #and @ asougi: did you eat today baby 😚☺️💞💓😊 #but everytime i look at that outfit i. bro are u alright can you breathe? that outfit is so tight

[khaleesiofalicante]

Okay, I'm doing this (yes I'm in class and yes it's okay):

The fact that Magnus isn’t going to London thanks to Alec will bother me until I find out what it’s all about.

OMG Magnus going as a fallen angel is soooo soooo genius.

If I could draw I would make a fan art of Magnus in his met gala outfit… I can’t but I really hope someone does.

Damn bro why he [Max] gotta be so angsty, it hurts… I LOVE it

Lexi has major Alec Lightwood energy.

JULIAN BLACKTHORN AS FLYNN RIDER

How old is Gigi?

HOLY SHIT ALEC AS HOOK

David is so cute wth?? How have I not realize that before?

Shitshitshitshit the makeup removing is so intimate… are they gonna sleep together??

They slept together.

I FUCKING LOVE IT WHEN PEOPLE HAVE SEX TOGETHER AFTER A BREAKUP (only in fan fiction ofc)

Damn brooooo why you do this to us?

Actually no- the real question is, why do we like this?? #angsthoe-life

White roses represent youthfulness, purity, innocence, loyalty and young love… nice choice

Yay THE Alec Lightwood is coming to canada

Max is more excited about meeting Justin Trudeau than liberals were when he won the election… he does have a nice ass I suppose

You really gave us [me] so much hope at the end and just had to take it all away with the good luck :(

You always note the important points lol.

Also what do you mean you didn't notice David is cute 🤨

#tlnd

[quackle]

BROOOOO why is rui in the fucking toxic waste potatoes outfit (joking)

i like to keep him humbled in ridiculous outfits (serious)

#''toxic waste potatoes'' this is making me cackle PLEASE 😭😭😭 #ask quackle #anonymous #anon

[doctorgerth]

For your game, why not Lucci!

Unf, don’t mind if I do 👀👀

Rob Lucci

| Favorite thing about them |

He’s just so...unbelievably pretty...it’s quite unfair. His best friend is a pigeon. And his fashion sense is impeccable. There you go, the only three good qualities of Mr. Lucci.

| Least favorite thing about them |

Literally just so violent and bloodthirsty. Unnecessary my dude. Use your otherworldly beauty for something useful.

| Favorite line |

I’m sorry, has he actually spoken words before? I’m literally too entranced to pay attention to what he says 😂😂

| brOTP |

Lucci x Hattori best brooooos

| OTP |

Lucci is a slut and I want to see him fuck just about everyone.

| nOTP |

Uhhhh I think I said this on Iceburg’s so I’ll say no to Lucci x Iceburg?

| Random headcanon |

Will literally have full fledged conversations with Hattori all day long and doesn’t think of it as strange at all. Also makes all of Hattori’s outfits himself.

| Unpopular opinion |

I like the facial hair, but the weird ball shape at the end is weird. So are his eyebrows. But gdi he’s still fine.

| Song I associate with them |

Literally any bad ass bitch playlist applies to this man cuz he is a bad ass bitch ok and he will strut his shit cuz he owns it

Bitch Better Have My Money - Rihanna

Feeling Myself - Beyoncé ft. Nicki Minaj

Savage - Megan Thee Stallion

Boss Bitch - Doja Cat

And probably some like dark metal shit too or angsty Lana Del Rey idk lmao

| Favorite picture of them |

I feel like there is one somewhere where I was like damn this is an excellent Lucci fanart, but I can’t remember 😔

#send me a character #rob lucci #lucci #gremlin god

[sassaetcie]

Silver x Idia (The Molten Charcoal) chapter 5

Sorry for the long delay www

I... got out a bit. Even if I had this test and... was proud of it? Somehow... I mean, sure I was proud of it, especially the fact Trey listened to me and didn't look at me like I was some kind of creep because of my hair or name or eyes or lips or fingers or heavy breathing... I didn't even... suffocate once... He was really nice, yep. He really listened to me... so many times. Sure... there was the Wishes event when he kind of sided with Deuce but... At last he's not fucking dumb like Deuce... Even if Deuce isn't probably absolutely dumb... Well, at least he could praise me so... I don't know? And people didn't doubt the fact I was the one that invented this strategy...! So I was... happy, I think. Or at least feeling a bit less weird than "usual". These flames had almost started to look like clouds around me. Blue clouds... These clouds would drive away for sure. But they would not spread an unwanted arson, a fake arson, a superficial blaze. Of course talking with people like this could transform them into cumulus, but a single trouble would turn them into hot steam before anointing him with the fake will-o'-the-wisp again. I had walked through the corridors, hiding my hair with... my hood. Somehow it finally became mine and stop slipping through my fingers as any stream would. The black, gray and blue outfit was... no more drenched in... my blood's light. I should stop saying "blood" stuff, tho. It's so stupid... I stopped and leaned some seconds in a corridor's shade for sure. I... clasped my hands. Of course they weren't frozen nor cold. But they were... neither dry nor hot with sweat. I grabbed one with the other... No, I grabbed the other thanks to the one. They felt somehow slim, perhaps skinny compared to other people, and my fingers were still shaking but not as much as before, for sure... This was my skin. I could see pearls of sweat... Even if it was ugly or unsightly, this was still some "water". Not that I would drink or lick it, thanks. But these tall slender, spectral... hands were of alabaster now... They could resist fire and water alike. I probably stood a while like this... After all, everyone was supposed to be either in lessons or being tested... So I wasn't supposed to be found out. Maybe I should have moved before? Because that was a very normal situation, I should maybe have been even more cautious... There's no way normal would articulate itself around me, after all... Tho NRC is probably another kind of normal, but that's something else. I leaned stroking my hands like that... for probably some seconds at least, but probably not minutes? Even for me, it would have been weird. Yet, I should have gone back to the den before. Because nothing good was supposed to occur to my surroundings...

And thus the epitome of water, or ice, had come. His smile was indeed that of a sun, burning down every last remnant of my confidence. Everything about himself was so shiny and dazzling, and yet he just made me burn as if he were made of the same hair as I was. But he was more likely an aqua-elemental. Perhaps more of a djinn since I wasn't of the same area as he was... Well I wasn't of the "same" area anyway. He told me he was happy to see me... That it was weird to see me... Sure thing it was weird, I usually don't go outside, that's pretty obvious...? Why was his supposed standard, normal, usual, water hurting me? Why did he seem made of lava in front of me? His red eyes never tried to harm me intentionally... I hate how shiny he is... I hate so much when he gets close to me. I suffocate SUFF SUFF SUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFNO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY I'M A WEIRDO. No, I should try to think of better things... Like how Trey worked perfectly with me and never mocked me. He didn't seem like he was lying either. He really seemed amused in some way, but not because of my stupidity. Some people probably respected me... respect me, here. And not for my rank... Not for my rank... He asked me if I was alright since I was sweaty and clutching the hood around my hair. Did I look alright? Of course I'm not. OF COURSE I'M NOT SUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFF SUFFO SUFFOCATESUFF SUFFO SUFFO SUFFSUFFSUFFIt's not his fault, RIGHT? He wasn't doing it on purpose, was he? WAS HE? That's okay... That's okay, I just... had to tell him I wasn't feeling good so I told him I felt hot, but that it wasn't because of some weird illness because he could have been dumb enough to tell others to bring me to the nurse's office... He told me he could make rain happen if I was feeling too hot. That his unique magic was changing the weather into raining. WHY? WHY IS HE THE ONE WITH THIS POWER? I don't understand. SUFFOCATE SUFF SUFFO NO. NO I SHOULDN'T HAVE... I'm sorry Ortho. I'm still jealous and afraid of everyone but... I want a power that seems as useless as his... I want to be able to summon water and touch it like everyone... I just ran away and went straight (lol) back to Ignihyde... my room. It was suffocating. Everything was just suffocating. I was suffocating. Suffocation was strangulating me. Every stiff sound my computer made sounded like suffocation. I just stretched my back while sitting trying to grasp some air. I could do it! I can do it! I couldn't. No matter how I breathe in, I can't breathe properly. Only a part allows me to breathe... I can put this cursed hair away, air won't come in. I can raise my hands and body to the only sky I am allowed to see by myself, air will curl back to any other place than myself. One. Two. Three.                                                

I cannot breathe properly again. Was I too fast? No... I'm just doomed, right? I'm just so fucking stupid, I probably even don't know how to breathe, I'm sorry Ortho, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm neither a fucking adult like they are, nor I'm like the other students, I'm just a fucking weirdo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... NO! I should try to breathe again. Let's breathe properly... I can do it! I saved Ortho... No, Ortho believed in me... I have to do this.

One.

Two.

Three...

IT DOESN'T WORK. NO MATTER HOW MUCH I COUNT I JUST... I JUST SUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFI'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'm sorry... I have to yawn to breathe... Just because I was happy to stretch my hands... Just because I was glad not to feel squirm today... What am I doing wrong...? I should sleep... Crying is worthless for someone like me... My tears just feel hot and disappear again. I'm tired...

[Started Recording at : 10:00 am : Seventh? Day]

-BIG BROOOOO! OPEN THE DOOR! IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO GET OUT TO MEET. YOUR. LOVED. ONE.

-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH?! BUT IT HAS ONLY BEEN... FOUR DAYS? RIGHT?! RIIIIIGHT?!

-Actually, you have slept two days after the exam, so I have all recordings ready whenever you feel the need to learn things for future exams.

-H-huh? Two days? But...

-Well, another day has passed since you've awoken only hours ago but you've spent these hours on videogames... Or have I misunderstood something? :(

-N-no! Of course not, O-ortho! But... are you sure... I can't have slept for two days in a row... I'm not a-a princess or something like this...

-Well, anxiety can lead to disrupted behaviors, so it is not that weird you actually have slept for two days, especially with your bad habits when it comes to slumber.

-Y-yeah but two days... I'm not that much...

-Well, whatever! Let's go!

The room opened among its unique blue fire. Had the heat peaked or lessens? No one was used to this temperature swinging and lurking through the whole room, barely restrained by such weak walls. Ashes or obsidian walking away would probably be decided sooner or later. The hellish trail of cursed un-will-o'-the-wisps seemed to have expanded... It was time to wash all of this gloomy blue out of this body stuck to such blazing ideals, lit with yet another kind of light. The doll's arm reached out to the human yet separated one.

-Let's go, Big Bro!

-Y-yeah...

-I'm going to walk a bit with you and then I will let go to the tree where you met with Silver so that I can check no one gets between you two, okay?

-The tree where we met...? Is i-it a shojo stereotype supposed to cheer me up...?

The supposed doll closed the door, sealed this heat away, even if it would have means to escape if anything was to fail on this day. The burning One was lurking and scratching Idia from the inside, after all. Wind blew from Ignihyde's far end. Freshness and magic were still running the place at the moment. The light steps barely echoed on the soft floor, or perhaps Ortho's ones were the louder. He extracted pride from these very legs, after all. His steps were noisy, even if he had been maximized. Ignihyde dorm was not dingy, neither dark. Only lit to a certain extent. Sunshine was painful for most of them, and so had become the whole dorm. At least Dire Crowley never asked for the whole dorm to change its way of thinking nor lighting.

-Okay, we're going in Night Raven College's main building. Are you ready, Big Bro?  

-Y-yeah... I've taken some walks before, it s-s-s-s-hould be alright...

The mirror teleported them as it was supposed to be, no matter the heat and fake sun. How far his power went was something they had not calculated yet, after all.

-Haha! This is as fast as usual, this is nice. Do you think the mirror might need an update sometime, Big Bro? :o

-An... update? Pfffffhehe... That would be fun... That would be really fun, yeah.

The temperature was now stuck between ocean and magma. The dorm's crossroads was not a source of anxiety for Idia, after all. And thus, not at all for Ortho. No parasite nor virus could invade him as long as this area was 200% safe for his... big brother, after all. Others were probably between 0% and 100%, Ignihyde being rather 75% because of the throng of students sometimes walking between each rooms to ask for plugs or volatile memory they might have burned because of modding too much some of their games or an infinity of problems-solutions only Ignihyde truly come up with. And Idia's room was only 150% safe since people online could start insulting him, even though he would beat them up or hack them if they were trying anything, and sometimes he could hear him crying because of the heat or things he could not entirely make sense of. Ortho checked his proto-hand, though it was probably not a prototype anymore. The Shroud son had worked on it for a long time, as little as long could mean. Well, sure Ortho would not mind knowing such a great amount of "time". Not knowing was something quite problematic in his condition, after all. Touching his fellow's head would be troublesome, in the end.

-We will soon reach the court... In less than 5 minutes, Silver will arrive if he is not already there. Are you ready, Big Bro? I'm sure you can do this!

-T-thanks but you're the one...

-Yes? :D

-N-n-n-n-o, nothing... Thanks for making this true... We'll see if everything proceeds smoothly...

-I'm sure it will, you're the best!

The boy hit his hair, aiming his back, above his back. His mouth tried to swallow some air, as softly as he could among the buzzing atmosphere, as much as air was running away from him. A little hand blessed him enough to breathe again, petting his back for a few seconds, enough to shatter the curse which he could have brought, willingly or not. He spread his self in the body he was born with, and took a step. He lead his feet as far as they could, watching them whatever could happen around him. He could not touch water, after all. Thus, he should not be worried about it... If people were afraid of him, then he should not be afraid of them. And the other way around. But where was Silver? Where was he among the Earth's debates? The tree was stopping the sunshine, and would do the same with rain. And above all with mist, thunder, hail... Thus, their beings would be in this shadow of a tree and not under the tree itself. Or would it be under the shadow itself? Only a few more steps and he would be entering the shadow layer. How billions of shades were in it? Calculating the mirror's power would be far easier, in the end. And thus, as many solutions were dripping from the tree's twigs hindering the sun.

[Ended Recording at : 10:15 am : Seventh? Day]

I didn't expect to find him asleep, tbh. Well... I kind of. I found him sleeping the first time so it wouldn't be that weird for the second time... But wasn't I supposed to be earlier than expected? Or was he the kind of person to be in front of a classroom even earlier?! Or was it the other way around... which is, he was here maybe BECAUSE I make him miss a lecture?! Or perhaps... he was on his way and he fell asleep... No, it didn't seem so at first. Because I remember his bag was not next to him, and his wand wasn't in his hand either... He was simply... slumbering. A squirrel came forward and rubbed his head on his soft-looking, attached by a same mind, fingers. He probably dozed off earlier... but not that earlier. More animals would have gathered if it were to be the case, especially since no it hadn't been raining on this very morning. So he had just... arrived before I did. This wasn't like the last time for sure. No animals, no unexpected meeting, no ceremony robe. (Not that he wasn't cute in his ceremony robe but-). Maybe the shadow was blessing me in the end, lol. There were not enough things in common with the last time to hinder me... Well, I was already anxious as hell, but that wasn't that shocking, lol. But that was like last time for a thing at least... Was I supposed to wake him up? I mean, he didn't judge me for watching him sleeping last time so... Not that I enjoyed it, though?! I just... didn't know... Was it more awkward to wake him up or let him sleep? He could have been angry... He seemed to be in such a deep and sweet slumber I just couldn't awake him... And he didn't seem to be that angry... So letting him asleep was probably the good choice to reach a good end? But what if he hadn't sleep and... what if he didn't want to sleep?! Maybe he was narcoleptic?! (well he likely still is but-). But if I had been to awaken him not on purpose, maybe I could avoid the bad end and reach the best end instead of the neutral end I thought to be the good one?! Then I needed to sit... but not in a normal way (if I could sit in a normal way among all of these elements which weren't mine). Of course I needed to sit as cautiously as possible and not hurt Silver on purpose... Did I dare to write this?! I can't think of hurting him. Well, I probably can under a certain point of view but it's not mine. It's not mine... I was supposed to sit as slowly as possible and break something, like a twig put on purpose under my foot or something like this. Then it wouldn't be my fault for sure, right? But wasn't I lying to him... My legs just betrayed me and I fell down because of how much the rest of my body was shaking.

Of course I had semi-planned this one... I mean that was something I was very likely to do but... It was the first time it came in handy?! This was also the most cliche one but... the fact he rolled to the right to catch me wasn't absolutely one, I guess? Why would he had rolled if he could have straightly (lol) caught me? And I wouldn't have felt AWKWARD AS HELL BECAUSE HE CAUGHT ME IN HIS ARMS AND UGFGKFKGFKREOIGIGKFGK?! Even if I try to write only to put some order in my brain, it just gets more chaotic... But I just... can't think of this day without crying and all... His indigo eyes were wide open, especially for him. They sure looked like a calm lake but... they didn't feel as if they were made of water either. A pale purple gauze opposed all of the ocean from swallowing this "prince" into his blue hue. Yet, none of them were a prisoner. His blue and His purple were, simply, together. His black uniform wasn't that different from our shades, it seems... And all of the leather strips looked like a complex armor, I cannot think otherwise. Sure... it wasn't a thief's outfit, nor that of a killer nor... Well, it could be seen as such because of the black and green hue... I guess some people would find it ominous.

-So you have arrived, Shroud. I'm sorry, I fell asleep once again... I just can't control myself on this point, this is quite the bother.

I tried to gather my hands, legs, thighs, chest, head, knees, ankles, arms to move. Two barely shook out of the body I was supposed to have. There was nothing to escape for sure but... There may have been something to escape, actually. Whatever it might have been. His hands wrapped by a serene, quiet black had touched my forehead, each of his fingers dancing far from my cursed, hated, despicable, despised, hateful, ugly, heinous hair.

-Are you... ill, Shroud?

-H—h-h-huh? S-s-sure I'm not, S-S-ilver... IsitokayifIcallyouSilverthough...?!

-Well, yes? I don't have a second name, so yes... Please do, I don't mind. You just felt hotter than usual... Hmm, probably more like warmer. Sorry, didn't mean to be mean.

What did he mean by warmer or hotter, though? I guess my... hair was truly invading. Not that much a surprise... Even if he was in mid-water... It was probably too much to handle for anyone who was closer to normality than I was. And yet he was kind...

-I... I'm sorry if my hair is weird and if you're feeling hyper hot a-and sweating all over the place and I should have cancelled the date, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're probably losing a precious time right now, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm...

-Oh no, I like your hair.

Well, of course I didn't expect this one in 99% of the roads. There was still a percent in which Silver was indeed a true Prince Charming. I guess I... wasn't wrong so far. Well either way I wouldn't have been wrong anyway. I did plan everything, after all, and the keikaku... Yeah. But that he truly liked my hair was still such a tiny percent... Miracle could occur, I would have guessed. But that wasn't a miracle, for sure. Miracles didn't truly exist. People sure tend to believe for some reason or hate the concept of miracles by cynism but... I just want to be in-between... It's who I am anyway... I just... can't be normal, can I? Well, I'm probably better in most fields anyway... right? Silver isn't a miracle that exist for me... I will probably even be a burden for him.

-M-my hair?

-Yes. It looks... peaceful? I don't really know how to tell you that and I don't want to offend you in any way but... It just looks like a chimney fire I could sleep to. For a long time. Even if I would like to avoid falling asleep out of nowhere...

-P-peaceful? Are... we... t-t-t-talking about the same thing...? I mean, I don't mean to insult you either, you're really nice but I just cc—c-cc-an't understand why would someone think my hair is p-p-pretty or something like this...

-It feels warm and... saudade to me.

-Sau...?!

-Yes... I would like to touch them, but would it harm you if I did? Or me?

-I... I don't know... I'm sure it will. My hair isn't as warm as you think... You're just... just different from everyone... But it won't be enough... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

-That's alright. If you don't want me to touch your hair or even your hand, I would understand. You're quite the soft type, Shroud.

-H-huh?

-Lil... My Old Man was the one who sent me here earlier, but I was kind of... happy to see you wanted to talk to me. We discussed this "type" things earlier but I didn't really understand anything. Oh, yes what did you want to tell me, Shroud? I am sorry if I'm too blunt or something like this. I'm kind of lost, too.

The True Prince had arrived. If he had been to guess what was to happen, then he would have been a Perfect Prince, which I didn't want. Because he would have been... too much. I guess I have some stupid fears but... I can't have too much... I'll just end up breaking everything... If he was dense, and not dense on purpose, thus not manipulative and not ending up a Villain Prince, which was another path... Then we could be equal in some ways. Of course... There was still a lot of crossroads before I could... reach this potential happy ending. If he was a True Prince but yet wasn't in love with me, then it would be a Neutral End at most. If he was a True Prince but ended up hollow even after I love him, it would be a Bad End, probably. If he was to hate me... it would be another Bad End. At least there was a possible Good End... I wasn't in Drakenkard 3 lol. ... I didn't even know how to sing in a wonderful way, probably.

-I... Huh... Is it okay if I talk for a while? O-o-o-only if it doesn't bother you, o-of course... I... just want to be as clear... as... understandable as possible... I-I don't mean that you won't understand o-o-o-of course! It's just that I... need to explain... a lot...

One of his definitely lead hand approached the other one he handled so easily. He took of his left or right glove, whatever actually. His barely long fingers made the black clothing disappear from the alabaster hand which could have been protected so far from the crown of flames piercing my soul. The awakened limb rubbed each of his eye surrounded by the soft veil of maskara, darkening his face, tho maybe not to my level lol. One time. Two times. Three times.

-I've rubbed my eyes. I should be awakened for a while. I hope. Please start. I want to listen to you, Shroud.

I... just needed to do what I usually did in my fanfictions... and all that kind of stuff, right?

-W-w-well... I... really like you? I can't tell you if it's affection, deep affection, crush, squish, love, love at first sight... I just can't tell what's going inside my brain but... I... just love everything about your appearance, that's true. Your eyes look so different, so dreamy. I feel like there's... a whole castle inside? I'm sorry, this is weird, right? I'm sorry but... Your hair looks like messy snow, like the purest snow, that no human has ever tried to play or make profit of... Your skin looks so soft and delicate, and yet I... I've seen you sometimes in your sport outfit and you got... these arms... and your face just looks like the old prince stories... Yeah. That's it. You look so much like a Prince who could save me. I'm just sorry, it's pathetic, I know... But you won't make fun of me... will you? I love you... You look so much like a prince... I feel like you can fulfill any of my dream as long as I'm with you... You're... You... You were so nice... w-w-when we first met... You didn't judge me... You just... YOU JUST... you just asked me things... and answered... You didn't laugh... even if you had lied... you didn't laugh... You just... You just... kept your composure... You didn't call me a weirdo... You didn't want my inheritance either.. You just... You. You... I love your lips too. They look soft and sweet and not a bunch of skin ready to spit poison and lies... And your ears look so round... so human-like... And your nose doesn't look like the kind to hurt when two foreheads lay upon e-each other and... your height comforts me... Your voice is serious but never shouting... you don't stress me... You... I just... can't believe someone as good as you exist... I'm sorry... We, teenagers shouldn't think like this but... Thanks for... thanks for existing... Love doesn't mean anything for someone like me, I just don't understand it... I guess... Thanks for.. making fairies flying into my veins?

How could someone answer something like this? Fairies were probably running through my head, and they were probably fireflies I thought made of water.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland fanfiction #twst fanfiction #idia x silver

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Chapter 1: Therapy

"Ben, how high are you?"

"Liiiiiike six foot four..." I slurred, I felt fucking amazing to be honest.

"Uh...Ben, dude, you're floating."

I looked around and I realized that, yeah, I'm actually floating. I giggled.

"Oh shit. I am. Jeff, that's so fucking rad."

"Ben you float around regularly," Jeff told me. I looked at the joint in my right hand.

"This is not a new thing," Jeff continued. Be such a shame to waste such a good joint...

"Ben don't you dare take another--," Jeff warned sternly, I took another drag, "--and you did it. Dude! I want to have a conversation with you! I can't do that when you're higher than a fucking kite!"

"Brooooo, why don't you try it?" I held the joint out to him but the meaniehead smacked it onto the nasty ass hardwood floors then stomped it with his foot.

"My joint..." I whined I really wanted to finish that...I felt sad for a sec, then I got pissed. "What the hell, bro?!"

"You know I don't do that shit!"

"Ooh...you can't handle drugs but you can kill people?"

Jeff got up and snarled. "I can't deal with you when you're like this!" Paleface grabbed his nasty hoodie from the moth eaten couch and stormed out of the stupid and worn down cabin.

I huffed and floated around some more, I didn't have anymore stuff and my high was fading fast. One of the unfortunate things about not being truly alive. Abruptly I dropped to the ground and picked up my phone from where it was charging, at least I can make the electricity work seemingly anywhere. I checked the time.

It's barely ten pm...

Ugh. I'm so damn bored. Guess I'll just scroll through my phone aimlessly until the plot moves forward...

While browsing Instagram I thought about Jeff, that asshole, he did ruin my last joint and he knows that's my therapy. But it also close to the anniversary of when he...killed his family. I guess I was being pushy. Oh boy now I'm the asshole friend. Well at least I don't kill people!

...for fun that is.

After only minutes of scrolling I found a very interesting post about some event happening at a club in the city. This could be fun. I could go, get fucking shitfaced, and maybe get laid. That's always fun. Of course I'd need to change into a way better outfit... I looked down at my stained t-shirt and sweatpants. I definitely need another set of clothes if I'm gonna get some.

...

"Do I look hot or like a total douche?" I turned and twisted as I gazed at myself in the mirror of the changing room. I didn't have anything in my wardrobe I liked so I stopped at a store. The club was pretty fancy so I decided to try on a long sleeved white button up, a green vest, and some nice black pants. I was going to end up wearing some better shoes I snagged too. The outfit wasn't uncomfortable, but it still felt too stiff. I undid the cuffs of the button up and rolled it past my elbows, I also undid a few buttons on the shirt. I smirked to myself in the mirror. "Damn, I look hot."

Getting out of the store with my new clothes was easier than taking candy from a baby. I now stood in an alleyway close to the  club, another perk of death was teleportation evidently. I had already taken up my human form. My skin was peachier with a healthy glow, my hair was more like a dirty blonde, and my eyes weren't red and black but brown. Even from here I could feel the energy of the club. This place was going to be intense.

So without further ado I strode out of the alleyway and made my way down the city sidewalk.

#HmH #creepypasta #bendrowned #liuwoods #fanfic

[dancefloors]

idk but i hateeee that they're like "everyone was expecting colors & sequins & stuff and this is unexpected. we wanted to do something different" like...... this is DISAPPOINTING. DISAPPOINTMENT isn't cool ://

Anonymous asked:  I really just had to read,, with my own two eyes! some people saying his look was """""boring"""""""" like ????? ?? ??????????? ?? ? ? ?????????????????ex-fucking-cuse me????? they all basically be sauing he should hva e doen something more flamboyant and its like brooo. bro. broooooo. bROOOOO

Anonymous asked: everyone is saying harry looks straight and/or boring and i can’t even argue with them because they are right this is so sad

Anonymous asked: Lmao cody fern did that exact look on the red carpet three months ago. And cody served much harder. Harry’s weak ass cop out. Gtfo of here. Thank goddess for ezra and billy.

Anonymous asked:  i rlly like this look but i think expected something more extravagant

Anonymous asked: Harry came dressed as a figure skater and called it a day huh. 

Anonymous asked: I get what Harry L was going for but this really was the exact opposite of the appropriate event to tone down the outfits that got Harry the position as host to begin with. Clownery. This is not camp.

Anonymous asked: The outfit alone is gorg but compared to the other outfits and considering the fact he got the honor of being host this was a really big let down for me :/ There are a lot of posts like, oh THIS is how you do menswear at the Met! and none of them include Harry. Was hoping he would own that title. 

im just going to pile these all into one bc they’re sorta related. I think my thoughts on his look overall are i like it, but it doesn’t feel camp to me. and i get that might be controversial but this is just me!! !like personally, im in love with this look, its slick and pretty and detailed and being a harry fan i can see how it’s a risk from his Personal style, and how he really curated his camp look to reflect him/divert from previous looks. and the blurring of masculinity and femininity is driving me wild!!!! gender!!!!!!!! im never going to shut up abt the lace and his hands!!!!!!

but if i separate that context from my opinion, i do have to say that this look doesnt feel very... camp to me. i was expecting something louder and bolder. seeing Harry L’s quote, i kinda get where he’s coming from bc if they did smth expected like what Darren Criss was wearing, it wouldnt seem that bold.. it would seem like they just did a slightly exaggerated ver of what Harry’s usual campy style is and everyone would be kinda disappointed bc they wouldve wanted something new! So i understand that they had to sidestep that. but i still cant help feeling like..yeah it seems like a better ver of that cody fern look when i kind of wanted something more garish and memorable, esp since he’s a host. ik there’s mixed opinions with the gp not quite liking it but a lot of experts seem to be saying that he killed it bc his blurring of masc/fem is v camp and v on theme which like!! love!! i still cant help feeling a little robbed of him wearing an absolutely bright, loud, gaudy piece. the bottom half of the outfit/black colour scheme/shoes did kinda disappoint me. i rlly dont think he looks “straight” though.. thats reaching. 

overall, love the look, loving that he’s happy, just wish it was more garish though.

#maybe its my misunderstanding of camp bc the campiness seems to lie in the details of his outfit #when i thought it was more abt...performance and being loud #also re: the figure skater... ts7 teas. #ask #Anonymous

[sassaetcie]

The Molten Charcoal - Chapter 5 Silver x Idia Fanfiction

Since exams are coming, here’s a bit of old (alas) content: 

I... got out a bit. Even if I had this test and... was proud of it? Somehow... I mean, sure I was proud of it, especially the fact Trey listened to me and didn't look at me like I was some kind of creep because of my hair or name or eyes or lips or fingers or heavy breathing... I didn't even... suffocate once... He was really nice, yep. He really listened to me... so many times. Sure... there was the Wishes event when he kind of sided with Deuce but... At last he's not fucking dumb like Deuce... Even if Deuce isn't probably absolutely dumb... Well, at least he could praise me so... I don't know? And people didn't doubt the fact I was the one that invented this strategy...! So I was... happy, I think. Or at least feeling a bit less weird than "usual". These flames had almost started to look like clouds around me. Blue clouds... These clouds would drive away for sure. But they would not spread an unwanted arson, a fake arson, a superficial blaze. Of course talking with people like this could transform them into cumulus, but a single trouble would turn them into hot steam before anointing him with the fake will-o'-the-wisp again. I had walked through the corridors, hiding my hair with... my hood. Somehow it finally became mine and stop slipping through my fingers as any stream would. The black, gray and blue outfit was... no more drenched in... my blood's light. I should stop saying "blood" stuff, tho. It's so stupid... I stopped and leaned some seconds in a corridor's shade for sure. I... clasped my hands. Of course they weren't frozen nor cold. But they were... neither dry nor hot with sweat. I grabbed one with the other... No, I grabbed the other thanks to the one. They felt somehow slim, perhaps skinny compared to other people, and my fingers were still shaking but not as much as before, for sure... This was my skin. I could see pearls of sweat... Even if it was ugly or unsightly, this was still some "water". Not that I would drink or lick it, thanks. But these tall slender, spectral... hands were of alabaster now... They could resist fire and water alike. I probably stood a while like this... After all, everyone was supposed to be either in lessons or being tested... So I wasn't supposed to be found out. Maybe I should have moved before? Because that was a very normal situation, I should maybe have been even more cautious... There's no way normal would articulate itself around me, after all... Tho NRC is probably another kind of normal, but that's something else. I leaned stroking my hands like that... for probably some seconds at least, but probably not minutes? Even for me, it would have been weird. Yet, I should have gone back to the den before. Because nothing good was supposed to occur to my surroundings...

And thus the epitome of water, or ice, had come. His smile was indeed that of a sun, burning down every last remnant of my confidence. Everything about himself was so shiny and dazzling, and yet he just made me burn as if he were made of the same hair as I was. But he was more likely an aqua-elemental. Perhaps more of a djinn since I wasn't of the same area as he was... Well I wasn't of the "same" area anyway. He told me he was happy to see me... That it was weird to see me... Sure thing it was weird, I usually don't go outside, that's pretty obvious...? Why was his supposed standard, normal, usual, water hurting me? Why did he seem made of lava in front of me? His red eyes never tried to harm me intentionally... I hate how shiny he is... I hate so much when he gets close to me. I suffocate SUFF SUFF SUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFNO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY I'M A WEIRDO. No, I should try to think of better things... Like how Trey worked perfectly with me and never mocked me. He didn't seem like he was lying either. He really seemed amused in some way, but not because of my stupidity. Some people probably respected me... respect me, here. And not for my rank... Not for my rank... He asked me if I was alright since I was sweaty and clutching the hood around my hair. Did I look alright? Of course I'm not. OF COURSE I'M NOT SUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFF SUFFO SUFFOCATESUFF SUFFO SUFFO SUFFSUFFSUFFIt's not his fault, RIGHT? He wasn't doing it on purpose, was he? WAS HE? That's okay... That's okay, I just... had to tell him I wasn't feeling good so I told him I felt hot, but that it wasn't because of some weird illness because he could have been dumb enough to tell others to bring me to the nurse's office... He told me he could make rain happen if I was feeling too hot. That his unique magic was changing the weather into raining. WHY? WHY IS HE THE ONE WITH THIS POWER? I don't understand. SUFFOCATE SUFF SUFFO NO. NO I SHOULDN'T HAVE... I'm sorry Ortho. I'm still jealous and afraid of everyone but... I want a power that seems as useless as his... I want to be able to summon water and touch it like everyone... I just ran away and went straight (lol) back to Ignihyde... my room. It was suffocating. Everything was just suffocating. I was suffocating. Suffocation was strangulating me. Every stiff sound my computer made sounded like suffocation. I just stretched my back while sitting trying to grasp some air. I could do it! I can do it! I couldn't. No matter how I breathe in, I can't breathe properly. Only a part allows me to breathe... I can put this cursed hair away, air won't come in. I can raise my hands and body to the only sky I am allowed to see by myself, air will curl back to any other place than myself. One. Two. Three.                                                

I cannot breathe properly again. Was I too fast? No... I'm just doomed, right? I'm just so fucking stupid, I probably even don't know how to breathe, I'm sorry Ortho, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm neither a fucking adult like they are, nor I'm like the other students, I'm just a fucking weirdo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... NO! I should try to breathe again. Let's breathe properly... I can do it! I saved Ortho... No, Ortho believed in me... I have to do this.

One.

Two.

Three...

IT DOESN'T WORK. NO MATTER HOW MUCH I COUNT I JUST... I JUST SUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFSUFFI'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'm sorry... I have to yawn to breathe... Just because I was happy to stretch my hands... Just because I was glad not to feel squirm today... What am I doing wrong...? I should sleep... Crying is worthless for someone like me... My tears just feel hot and disappear again. I'm tired...

[Started Recording at : 10:00 am : Seventh? Day]

-BIG BROOOOO! OPEN THE DOOR! IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO GET OUT TO MEET. YOUR. LOVED. ONE.

-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH?! BUT IT HAS ONLY BEEN... FOUR DAYS? RIGHT?! RIIIIIGHT?!

-Actually, you have slept two days after the exam, so I have all recordings ready whenever you feel the need to learn things for future exams.

-H-huh? Two days? But...

-Well, another day has passed since you've awoken only hours ago but you've spent these hours on videogames... Or have I misunderstood something? :(

-N-no! Of course not, O-ortho! But... are you sure... I can't have slept for two days in a row... I'm not a-a princess or something like this...

-Well, anxiety can lead to disrupted behaviors, so it is not that weird you actually have slept for two days, especially with your bad habits when it comes to slumber.

-Y-yeah but two days... I'm not that much...

-Well, whatever! Let's go!

The room opened among its unique blue fire. Had the heat peaked or lessens? No one was used to this temperature swinging and lurking through the whole room, barely restrained by such weak walls. Ashes or obsidian walking away would probably be decided sooner or later. The hellish trail of cursed un-will-o'-the-wisps seemed to have expanded... It was time to wash all of this gloomy blue out of this body stuck to such blazing ideals, lit with yet another kind of light. The doll's arm reached out to the human yet separated one.

-Let's go, Big Bro!

-Y-yeah...

-I'm going to walk a bit with you and then I will let go to the tree where you met with Silver so that I can check no one gets between you two, okay?

-The tree where we met...? Is i-it a shojo stereotype supposed to cheer me up...?

The supposed doll closed the door, sealed this heat away, even if it would have means to escape if anything was to fail on this day. The burning One was lurking and scratching Idia from the inside, after all. Wind blew from Ignihyde's far end. Freshness and magic were still running the place at the moment. The light steps barely echoed on the soft floor, or perhaps Ortho's ones were the louder. He extracted pride from these very legs, after all. His steps were noisy, even if he had been maximized. Ignihyde dorm was not dingy, neither dark. Only lit to a certain extent. Sunshine was painful for most of them, and so had become the whole dorm. At least Dire Crowley never asked for the whole dorm to change its way of thinking nor lighting.

-Okay, we're going in Night Raven College's main building. Are you ready, Big Bro?  

-Y-yeah... I've taken some walks before, it s-s-s-s-hould be alright...

The mirror teleported them as it was supposed to be, no matter the heat and fake sun. How far his power went was something they had not calculated yet, after all.

-Haha! This is as fast as usual, this is nice. Do you think the mirror might need an update sometime, Big Bro? :o

-An... update? Pfffffhehe... That would be fun... That would be really fun, yeah.

The temperature was now stuck between ocean and magma. The dorm's crossroads was not a source of anxiety for Idia, after all. And thus, not at all for Ortho. No parasite nor virus could invade him as long as this area was 200% safe for his... big brother, after all. Others were probably between 0% and 100%, Ignihyde being rather 75% because of the throng of students sometimes walking between each rooms to ask for plugs or volatile memory they might have burned because of modding too much some of their games or an infinity of problems-solutions only Ignihyde truly come up with. And Idia's room was only 150% safe since people online could start insulting him, even though he would beat them up or hack them if they were trying anything, and sometimes he could hear him crying because of the heat or things he could not entirely make sense of. Ortho checked his proto-hand, though it was probably not a prototype anymore. The Shroud son had worked on it for a long time, as little as long could mean. Well, sure Ortho would not mind knowing such a great amount of "time". Not knowing was something quite problematic in his condition, after all. Touching his fellow's head would be troublesome, in the end.

-We will soon reach the court... In less than 5 minutes, Silver will arrive if he is not already there. Are you ready, Big Bro? I'm sure you can do this!

-T-thanks but you're the one...

-Yes? :D

-N-n-n-n-o, nothing... Thanks for making this true... We'll see if everything proceeds smoothly...

-I'm sure it will, you're the best!

The boy hit his hair, aiming his back, above his back. His mouth tried to swallow some air, as softly as he could among the buzzing atmosphere, as much as air was running away from him. A little hand blessed him enough to breathe again, petting his back for a few seconds, enough to shatter the curse which he could have brought, willingly or not. He spread his self in the body he was born with, and took a step. He lead his feet as far as they could, watching them whatever could happen around him. He could not touch water, after all. Thus, he should not be worried about it... If people were afraid of him, then he should not be afraid of them. And the other way around. But where was Silver? Where was he among the Earth's debates? The tree was stopping the sunshine, and would do the same with rain. And above all with mist, thunder, hail... Thus, their beings would be in this shadow of a tree and not under the tree itself. Or would it be under the shadow itself? Only a few more steps and he would be entering the shadow layer. How billions of shades were in it? Calculating the mirror's power would be far easier, in the end. And thus, as many solutions were dripping from the tree's twigs hindering the sun.

[Ended Recording at : 10:15 am : Seventh? Day]

I didn't expect to find him asleep, tbh. Well... I kind of. I found him sleeping the first time so it wouldn't be that weird for the second time... But wasn't I supposed to be earlier than expected? Or was he the kind of person to be in front of a classroom even earlier?! Or was it the other way around... which is, he was here maybe BECAUSE I make him miss a lecture?! Or perhaps... he was on his way and he fell asleep... No, it didn't seem so at first. Because I remember his bag was not next to him, and his wand wasn't in his hand either... He was simply... slumbering. A squirrel came forward and rubbed his head on his soft-looking, attached by a same mind, fingers. He probably dozed off earlier... but not that earlier. More animals would have gathered if it were to be the case, especially since no it hadn't been raining on this very morning. So he had just... arrived before I did. This wasn't like the last time for sure. No animals, no unexpected meeting, no ceremony robe. (Not that he wasn't cute in his ceremony robe but-). Maybe the shadow was blessing me in the end, lol. There were not enough things in common with the last time to hinder me... Well, I was already anxious as hell, but that wasn't that shocking, lol. But that was like last time for a thing at least... Was I supposed to wake him up? I mean, he didn't judge me for watching him sleeping last time so... Not that I enjoyed it, though?! I just... didn't know... Was it more awkward to wake him up or let him sleep? He could have been angry... He seemed to be in such a deep and sweet slumber I just couldn't awake him... And he didn't seem to be that angry... So letting him asleep was probably the good choice to reach a good end? But what if he hadn't sleep and... what if he didn't want to sleep?! Maybe he was narcoleptic?! (well he likely still is but-). But if I had been to awaken him not on purpose, maybe I could avoid the bad end and reach the best end instead of the neutral end I thought to be the good one?! Then I needed to sit... but not in a normal way (if I could sit in a normal way among all of these elements which weren't mine). Of course I needed to sit as cautiously as possible and not hurt Silver on purpose... Did I dare to write this?! I can't think of hurting him. Well, I probably can under a certain point of view but it's not mine. It's not mine... I was supposed to sit as slowly as possible and break something, like a twig put on purpose under my foot or something like this. Then it wouldn't be my fault for sure, right? But wasn't I lying to him... My legs just betrayed me and I fell down because of how much the rest of my body was shaking.

Of course I had semi-planned this one... I mean that was something I was very likely to do but... It was the first time it came in handy?! This was also the most cliche one but... the fact he rolled to the right to catch me wasn't absolutely one, I guess? Why would he had rolled if he could have straightly (lol) caught me? And I wouldn't have felt AWKWARD AS HELL BECAUSE HE CAUGHT ME IN HIS ARMS AND UGFGKFKGFKREOIGIGKFGK?! Even if I try to write only to put some order in my brain, it just gets more chaotic... But I just... can't think of this day without crying and all... His indigo eyes were wide open, especially for him. They sure looked like a calm lake but... they didn't feel as if they were made of water either. A pale purple gauze opposed all of the ocean from swallowing this "prince" into his blue hue. Yet, none of them were a prisoner. His blue and His purple were, simply, together. His black uniform wasn't that different from our shades, it seems... And all of the leather strips looked like a complex armor, I cannot think otherwise. Sure... it wasn't a thief's outfit, nor that of a killer nor... Well, it could be seen as such because of the black and green hue... I guess some people would find it ominous.

-So you have arrived, Shroud. I'm sorry, I fell asleep once again... I just can't control myself on this point, this is quite the bother.

I tried to gather my hands, legs, thighs, chest, head, knees, ankles, arms to move. Two barely shook out of the body I was supposed to have. There was nothing to escape for sure but... There may have been something to escape, actually. Whatever it might have been. His hands wrapped by a serene, quiet black had touched my forehead, each of his fingers dancing far from my cursed, hated, despicable, despised, hateful, ugly, heinous hair.

-Are you... ill, Shroud?

-H—h-h-huh? S-s-sure I'm not, S-S-ilver... IsitokayifIcallyouSilverthough...?!

-Well, yes? I don't have a second name, so yes... Please do, I don't mind. You just felt hotter than usual... Hmm, probably more like warmer. Sorry, didn't mean to be mean.

What did he mean by warmer or hotter, though? I guess my... hair was truly invading. Not that much a surprise... Even if he was in mid-water... It was probably too much to handle for anyone who was closer to normality than I was. And yet he was kind...

-I... I'm sorry if my hair is weird and if you're feeling hyper hot a-and sweating all over the place and I should have cancelled the date, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're probably losing a precious time right now, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm...

-Oh no, I like your hair.

Well, of course I didn't expect this one in 99% of the roads. There was still a percent in which Silver was indeed a true Prince Charming. I guess I... wasn't wrong so far. Well either way I wouldn't have been wrong anyway. I did plan everything, after all, and the keikaku... Yeah. But that he truly liked my hair was still such a tiny percent... Miracle could occur, I would have guessed. But that wasn't a miracle, for sure. Miracles didn't truly exist. People sure tend to believe for some reason or hate the concept of miracles by cynism but... I just want to be in-between... It's who I am anyway... I just... can't be normal, can I? Well, I'm probably better in most fields anyway... right? Silver isn't a miracle that exist for me... I will probably even be a burden for him.

-M-my hair?

-Yes. It looks... peaceful? I don't really know how to tell you that and I don't want to offend you in any way but... It just looks like a chimney fire I could sleep to. For a long time. Even if I would like to avoid falling asleep out of nowhere...

-P-peaceful? Are... we... t-t-t-talking about the same thing...? I mean, I don't mean to insult you either, you're really nice but I just cc—c-cc-an't understand why would someone think my hair is p-p-pretty or something like this...

-It feels warm and... saudade to me.

-Sau...?!

-Yes... I would like to touch them, but would it harm you if I did? Or me?

-I... I don't know... I'm sure it will. My hair isn't as warm as you think... You're just... just different from everyone... But it won't be enough... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

-That's alright. If you don't want me to touch your hair or even your hand, I would understand. You're quite the soft type, Shroud.

-H-huh?

-Lil... My Old Man was the one who sent me here earlier, but I was kind of... happy to see you wanted to talk to me. We discussed this "type" things earlier but I didn't really understand anything. Oh, yes what did you want to tell me, Shroud? I am sorry if I'm too blunt or something like this. I'm kind of lost, too.

The True Prince had arrived. If he had been to guess what was to happen, then he would have been a Perfect Prince, which I didn't want. Because he would have been... too much. I guess I have some stupid fears but... I can't have too much... I'll just end up breaking everything... If he was dense, and not dense on purpose, thus not manipulative and not ending up a Villain Prince, which was another path... Then we could be equal in some ways. Of course... There was still a lot of crossroads before I could... reach this potential happy ending. If he was a True Prince but yet wasn't in love with me, then it would be a Neutral End at most. If he was a True Prince but ended up hollow even after I love him, it would be a Bad End, probably. If he was to hate me... it would be another Bad End. At least there was a possible Good End... I wasn't in Drakenkard 3 lol. ... I didn't even know how to sing in a wonderful way, probably.

-I... Huh... Is it okay if I talk for a while? O-o-o-only if it doesn't bother you, o-of course... I... just want to be as clear... as... understandable as possible... I-I don't mean that you won't understand o-o-o-of course! It's just that I... need to explain... a lot...

One of his definitely lead hand approached the other one he handled so easily. He took of his left or right glove, whatever actually. His barely long fingers made the black clothing disappear from the alabaster hand which could have been protected so far from the crown of flames piercing my soul. The awakened limb rubbed each of his eye surrounded by the soft veil of maskara, darkening his face, tho maybe not to my level lol. One time. Two times. Three times.

-I've rubbed my eyes. I should be awakened for a while. I hope. Please start. I want to listen to you, Shroud.

I... just needed to do what I usually did in my fanfictions... and all that kind of stuff, right?

-W-w-well... I... really like you? I can't tell you if it's affection, deep affection, crush, squish, love, love at first sight... I just can't tell what's going inside my brain but... I... just love everything about your appearance, that's true. Your eyes look so different, so dreamy. I feel like there's... a whole castle inside? I'm sorry, this is weird, right? I'm sorry but... Your hair looks like messy snow, like the purest snow, that no human has ever tried to play or make profit of... Your skin looks so soft and delicate, and yet I... I've seen you sometimes in your sport outfit and you got... these arms... and your face just looks like the old prince stories... Yeah. That's it. You look so much like a Prince who could save me. I'm just sorry, it's pathetic, I know... But you won't make fun of me... will you? I love you... You look so much like a prince... I feel like you can fulfill any of my dream as long as I'm with you... You're... You... You were so nice... w-w-when we first met... You didn't judge me... You just... YOU JUST... you just asked me things... and answered... You didn't laugh... even if you had lied... you didn't laugh... You just... You just... kept your composure... You didn't call me a weirdo... You didn't want my inheritance either.. You just... You. You... I love your lips too. They look soft and sweet and not a bunch of skin ready to spit poison and lies... And your ears look so round... so human-like... And your nose doesn't look like the kind to hurt when two foreheads lay upon e-each other and... your height comforts me... Your voice is serious but never shouting... you don't stress me... You... I just... can't believe someone as good as you exist... I'm sorry... We, teenagers shouldn't think like this but... Thanks for... thanks for existing... Love doesn't mean anything for someone like me, I just don't understand it... I guess... Thanks for.. making fairies flying into my veins?

How could someone answer something like this? Fairies were probably running through my head, and they were probably fireflies I thought made of water.

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