unorthodox

tell me. what's a god to a non-believer? to a man who only bleeds sin? zhang yixing (lay) expert level mutant. 19 / blood type: ab-

[ky-ngsoo]

things that should be illegal: yixing’s lip bites

[1010bh]

things that should be illegal: yixing

[fcxlay]

grimacing at all my typos and spelling and grammar errors in paras like i can't even pull out the 'english isn't my first language' card to feel better they're just rlly sloppy mistakes sobs like eating words in the middle of sentences lays down or using different tenses in the same sentence smothers with pillow or typing a word that sounds the same as another one but not quite the word that makes sense cries for years

[fcxlay]

god, you there? (ft. myungjae)

[fcxmyungjae]

[ . . . ]

[fcxlay]

his glare is menacing, and the words that are spat at the other are all muffled by the hand over his mouth. this could truly be his chance to end the life of the other, but as much as lay hates myungjae, he doesn't want to hurt him. much. their relationship is so strange. enemies simply based on the fact that heir personalities don't match, yixing's loudness and myungjae's sharp mind. they weren't born to be friends, but here, they were not students anymore. they were survivors.

"get out of my way," he finally manages to say when he pulls away from the other, gritting his teeth.

they could be attacked by a monster any moment now, and yixing didn't think he'd survive another one. he feels tired, uniform sticking to his skin from sweat and grimaces. "i'm stronger than you ass hat," he angrily whispers at the other, rolling his eyes. "and i got a power...it's a very strange thing to say, but just - we need to get out of here."

[fcxsura]

` carry the princess >>

[ . . . ]

[fcxlay]

he does not expect to become a knight or a savior in this situation. he's running for his life, trying to move monsters out of his way, kill whoever it is on his way. he answers the cries of helps as much as possible, but doesn't stick around to help any further, the need for survival pushing him to run fast, run farther, just run.

he almost trips down the stairs in his haste to get to another floor, feet skidding down the floor. he pants as he continues to run, the roar of fearsome creatures sounding not far away. he just needs a bit more to get his wits together before fighting off anyone else.

he doesn't dare stop until he hears the calls of a lady, head whipping to the source of the voice. his hair sticks to his forehead and he grits his teeth as she approaches. his eyes can't help but scan her down, and when he notices her heels, yixing almost rolls his eyes. monster apocalypse and all don't seem to matter. she's surprisingly pretty, standing amongst bloodied walls.

he opens his mouth, about to answer, when they hear it again. that roar, only being able to belong to sharp teeth and long claws. yixing huffs and quickly looks at the girl, head already shaking. "i don't think i can carry you and run fast enough. take those off, they're coming!"

[ajshdjfs-deactivated20180903]

[fcxlay]

broken?

[vrguiren-deactivated20160125]

[ . . . ]

[fcxlay]

the monster drops to the ground so suddenly, yixing is left gaping, having completely missed the presence of the male in his hysteria. wide fearful eyes raise to meet those of the tall student, but he can't really make out his features from the tears. this is so unlike him, but lay is down to his last bits, having (literally) escaped the claws of death by inches now. he was so ready to finally give up, just let it happen, when the other had saved him.

with the last bit of his energy and fury, a hand raises and the monster begins to levitate in mid-air, the gravity around it becoming weak enough for it's big body to just float. yixing redirects the monster to the edge of the roof before letting it go, and by the laws of physics, the monster tips over and falls to it's death.

his body sags against the wall, eyes blinking up at the other. "thank you."

[fcxlay]

come out, come out (ft. mai)

[fcxmai]

[ . . . ]

[fcxlay]

there's the clattering of noise coming from the classroom just feet away, and he's too close to react fast enough. mai is suddenly jumping out, panic in her eyes and a beast by her feet.

run.

there's a monster coming alright, and yixing gasps as he turns, easily catching up to her and gripping her hand just to make sure he doesn't lose her. they turn sharply at a corner and the monster skids the floor and crashes into the wall, giving them an extra two second advantage. yixing pants heavily next to mai, already becoming tired from the running and the fighting. he thinks about stopping and becoming a distraction enough to let the other run, but finds salvation at the sight of an open door.

when he thinks the monsters isn't looking, he forcefully pushes the girl into an open classroom, their bodies tumbling. he keeps quiet through it all, hand immediately clamping against the girl's when balance comes back again. the beast runs into their direction and by sheer mercy, misses the room they crashed into and continues its quest to find them.

yixing releases a quiet sigh of relief, before he looks down at the other. mai's alive. a hand moves and grips her hair, as the other wounds around her body to bring her into a bone crushing hug. "holy shit, holy shit. you're alive."

[fcxlay]

broken?

in the chaos of it all, from between screams and shrills of children being mauled and killed by these horrific monsters, yixing had found console in the fact that he still hadn't broken his phone.

it's really, really stupid. it's only been half an hour and he's already run into a girl with spunky blue hair, had gone around looking for mai, and even ran into myunjae. and now, as he runs to the roof alone, he had realized he had kept his phone on his pocket, and when he had taken it out to inspect, the device was intact.

"fuck yeah," he had whispered to himself. he could play angry birds if he hid well enough. throw it at a monster as last resort. he doesn't know, he was just surprised the phone was alive and working in his hand.

it's when he gets ambushed by a monster that he doesn't feel too lucky. he's being cornered and this is it, he's going to die. it's all over. he can't focus enough to use his power, his ADD kicking him in the ass once again. he whimpers as the creatures snarls at him, snapping its long, sharp teeth.

there's tears rolling down his face, and he throws his phone just to throw it, completely missing the monster and banging against a wall. the screen cracks and it bounces off the floor twice.

"no," he wails, the monster momentarily distracted by the movement, and yixing sobs gently. his phone cracked and he doesn't have insurance.

his mom is going to kill him. 

[fcxlay]

come out, come out (ft. mai)

yixing pants as he runs up the stairs, damp hair sticking to his forehead. there's blood on his uniform, and a long gash running down his back, but he can't really focus on the pain when his mind seems to be running ahead of him. eyes catch the blue of the walls, the bodies strewn around, the way his nose looks in his peripheral vision if he focuses his sight hard enough.

concentrated on everything but focused on nothing. but there is a name he thinking of, almost chanting under his breathe as he skids down the hallway and kicks a door open.

"mai!"

he looks around, eyes desperately looking around before he deems the classroom empty and goes again to search. "mai! mai!"

yixing is just calling the attention of the monsters by screaming, but he can't think of that right now, needing to find mai. "where the hell are you?!"

[inncr]

*

[fcxlay]

introducing; (lay!)

[fcxlay]

plots !

best friend (1/1) - male or female. the first friend lay made while being new. truly his right hand. / MAI.

shy girl (1/1) - female. yixing’s crush since the start of the new year. she’s like star dust. intangible. the kind of girl that can only be admired from afar. / MINAH.

class lame-o. (1/1) - male or female. one of the few who don’t appreciate the comedy talent that is the great zhang yixing. they have a silent rivalry that’s strong enough to cause tension in a whole classroom. / MYUNGJAE

rival. (1/1) male or female. someone who truly does believe yixing is dumb, and yixing truly does believe belongs in hell. / LUHAN 

[fcxlay]

boy crush (0/1) - male. yixing thinks you’re cute, and he’s terrified at that. he stares at the way your hair falls over your nose and frowns deeply. “you’re really ugly,” he’ll tell you.

captains. (0/1) male. right hand man of yixing’s in the soccer team.

resource. (0/1) male or female. knows about yixing's problem and how deeply it affects him. makes sure he's drinking his pills and pesters him about his dosis.

( these plots are still open! like this or message me if interested ! )

[fcxlay]

god, you there? (ft. myungjae)

"why aren't you dead already?" yixing screams at the monster that attempts to claw at his feet, the gravity force holding it back too weak to render him unmobile. "stop that, stop that you monster!"

yixing gives another shriek when a claw comes too close for comfort, looking around for anything he can use. there's a broken piece of metal on his side, and he immediately throws himself towards it. grasping it with both hands, he pulls it back with all the force in his arms and brings it down over the head of the monster.

there's a sadistic crack of a skull, and the creature drops lifeless to the floor.

"thank god," he breathes out, eyes moist with tears. he's been so close to dying already. a few screams are heard down the hall and he grips the metal bar, deciding to head the opposite way.

his body collides against someone just as he turns a corner, and - umph! yixing scrambles for balance and looks up with wide eyes at -- myungjae?

"how come you aren't dead!? just what i needed! fuck this shit!"

[fcxlay]

not today !

[fcxdara-blog]

this is so fucked up. utterly, completely fucked up.

she’s never been very fond of skirts ( especially wearing them ), but all her complaints are lost in the hammering of her heart against an ivory cage and the prickle of a burn settling on her bicep. what did i write? fucking hell sandara — remember you useless piece of shit! it’d be really helpful against these things!!

a large mass of malicious intent in the guise of a blunt-toothed monster has her shouting out in an attempt to keep herself from producing a blood-curdling scream, fingers scraping at the nearest wall as she hoisted herself around the corner and out of sight — death by disgustingly ballistic lizards is not on her list of top five ways to go. 

bright blue tresses snap against her shoulders as quivering digits latched onto the buttons of her jacket, shedding the problematic fabric and bunching it up into a ball that sailed toward the face of her pursuer. “fuck off!”

it’s only when the monstrosity suddenly defied the natural laws of gravity that dara’s limbs go into shock, ensuing a rather unceremonious impact with the floor as obsidian flickered upon the paralyzed boy on the other side of the beast’s underbelly. what is wrong with us? it’s a silent question for him, the stranger who was probably causing this anomaly, and she swears that all the blood in her system is pounding against her head and the tender flesh of her fingertips as she picked herself up again.

"come on," breathless. kind of freaked out, too, but she sprints toward the boy and grabs his arm and starts running. 

[fcxlay]

the beast is at least 10 feet up in the air, shrieking and struggling to touch ground again. yixing is so completely immersed in what he can do with his power that he tunes everything else, concentration solely in his extended hand, seemingly being able to cause so much. he can control gravity. floor tilting. he can crush it, perhaps? it will occur to him very late that he's defying the very law of physics with his, but science seems ages away from him.

the monsters starts screaming higher as his fingers begin to curl on himself, pulling gravity tight around him, the force surely crushing him. he feels a beat of sweat roll down his neck, the hot summer air not helping the massacre they're all running away from.

blue hair suddenly whips into his vision and he gasps, concentration breaking in an instant. dainty fingers grasp the fabric of his uniform and he's being pulled away, yixing coming back to life as his body reacts to her words. the monster drops to the floor harshly and dies away with a whine, it's body a mangled mess from impact.

"wait, wait," yixing gasps, becoming aware of his surroundings again, the time, the situation. "did you just see what i did? shit -- shit. oh fuck. what is going on. who are you? oh my god."

a monster goes flying just meters away from them, chasing a group of students.

"we are we going?!"

[melan-kholia-blog]

[fcxlay]

not today !

"no," he wheezes, out of breathe, long legs carrying him as fast and as far as possible to the monster behind him. he was just chasing him, playing with him almost, and at this point, yixing was getting annoyed. he should just die. go to heaven. meet the supreme and maybe get himself a nice angel to settle down with.

"not today!" he screams instead, turning a corner and tripping pitifully to the floor. "NOT TODAY."

the monster whirls around the corner and yixing screams again. it's in these moments -- of adrenaline and mostly panic -- that most things come back to him. the algebra lesson on second period and what his mom packed for him for lunch. the word he wrote down on his paper, gravity. the time on the clock before this all happened.

the monster charges at him and yixing extends a hand out, as if it would protect him, and the monster is suddenly suspended in the air, raising. yixing's eyes widen as he stares in horror at it.

shit, shit, shit.

[fcxlay]

introducing; (lay!)

[fcxlay]

plots !

best friend (1/1) - male or female. the first friend lay made while being new. truly his right hand.

shy girl (1/1) - female. yixing’s crush since the start of the new year. she’s like star dust. intangible. the kind of girl that can only be admired from afar.

boy crush (0/1) - male. yixing thinks you’re cute, and he’s terrified at that. he stares at the way your hair falls over your nose and frowns deeply. “you’re really ugly,” he’ll tell you.

class lame-o. (1/1) - male or female. one of the few who don’t appreciate the comedy talent that is the great zhang yixing. they have a silent rivalry that’s strong enough to cause tension in a whole classroom.

rival. (2/2) male or female. someone who truly does believe yixing is dumb, and yixing truly does believe belongs in hell.

captains. (0/1) male. right hand man of yixing’s in the soccer team.

[fcxlay]

aim is yvxing. feel free to add me so we can plot and/or be dumb.