𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖌𝖔𝖉

fionn fox ; tears at a funeral, tears at a funeral, i might break. angry at all the things, angry at all the t h i n g s i can't change.

[fionnhq]

       it’s not often that fionn allows himself to get messy. if you were to think of the most (outwardly, at least) put together and clean cut person you could, it would probably be him. that being said, there is every once in a while where fionn finds himself in a compromising situation. gathering his clothes from the floor of a stranger’s apartment and trying to sneak out as quietly as possible without being seen is just about as compromising as it gets, and the walk of shame that follows is very much not his style. he hates to admit it but for the life of him fionn can’t put a name to the face of the person who was laying next to him and he would really like to avoid that awkward encounter if he can, and so he makes his escape quickly, shirt half-buttoned and still pulling his belt through the loops of his jeans as he’s closing the door behind him. too focused on getting out of there, it’s just his luck that he has a collision with somebody else and stumbles back, swearing under his breath. “shit, jesus christ. way to come out of nowhere.”

[fionnhq]

imessage ⇨ nyssa

nyssa: oh, hey!!

nyssa: you did? thank you!

nyssa: i saw you guys premiered a video! that's great!!

fionn: yeah

fionn: well that and everyone kept sending it to me and telling me to listen

fionn: we did 😬 so how’s it going

[fionnhq]

imessage ⇨ nyssa

fionn: hey

fionn: i heard your single on the radio today

fionn: just wanted to say congrats, it’s pretty good 👌

[fionnhq]

rciner‌:

rainer : ouch ! isn’t disgusted a bit harsh ? :( rainer : all i’ve wanted in my life is for you to love me !! rainer : what do i have to do ? be blonde ? bc i’ll do it for u  ❤️

fionn : believe it or not your hair color is not the issue fionn : but you can dye it blonde if you want to? they supposedly have more fun

[fionnhq]

j-fouur‌:

life became so much simpler when i decided to just let people misunderstand me

[lennonjames-deactivated20210508]

KING JAMES premiere new video for new single, Ludens, inspired by and made for Hideo Kojima’s Death Stranding. Now available on the Death Stranding: Timefall (Original Music from the world of Death Stranding). 

[fionnhq]

rciner‌:

rainer : dude i did it ! i’m the best !! rainer : i had the meeting today and i fucking pulled it off like a pro rainer : ofc i haven’t slept at all and i’m running in nothing but sugar and energy drinks but i fucking did it !! rainer : i just pulled a comic idea out of my ass , are you proud of me ??

fionn : idk if proud would be the word i would use to describe how i feel about you fionn : disgusted or annoyed seem more appropriate

[fionnhq]

nyssatm‌:

❝ i said what i said , fox . ❞  she defends quietly , huffing her cheeks with a frown as she heard him .  ❝ ugh !  fine , keep him for all i care , jerk . i don’t need him to be my friend anyways . ❞ nyssa mumbles , rolling her eyes dramatically for emphasis . the blonde doesn’t feel it takes her longer than a second to regain her footing , after all , tragic as it may sound , she’s genuinely used to tripping and bumping into things , often times finding bruises on her body she has no idea how she got in the first place . however , just as quickly she feels the safe stability of his hand on her back , a touch that , unlike her poking earlier , wasn’t fueled by irrational anger and her body reacts to it with a wave of goosebumps before she can even get a word in the matter . ❝ hey … walking is hard . ❞ she defends quietly and dumbly , looking up at the male much closer than she has in years , she figures . walking back in the coffee shop she got in line next to the male , a soft gasp escaping her lips as she heard him . ❝ mmm rude much ?! my behaviour in public has always been faultless . ❞ she blatantly lies ,  ❝ and that one time they kicked us out for dancing on the table ? that was on you buddy , you can’t take me to a themed diner , play footlose on a jukebox and not expect me to dance !  i won’t be shamed for living my life . ❞ she defended once more with a soft laugh , and it was a striking contrast from the beginning of their conversation , but it was a lot more usual for nyssa to be unable to stop smiling around the musician , it was more them . ❝ alright , let’s see what you got then . ❞  

“that’s not the expression...” fionn informs her, but he kind of likes her version better. moo point has a certain kind of je ne sais quoi to it. “you have plenty. more than enough, definitely,” he argues, which he thinks is a fair point. when it comes down to it he doesn’t mind sharing friends, but nobody can deny that nyssa has a much easier time befriending everyone she meets than fionn does. which isn’t a bad thing, by any means. as long as it’s working for her, he doesn’t have any real complaints to make. “it is when you have two left feet...” he replies, their eyes meeting for a fraction of a second before he directs his elsewhere again and clears his throat as the lack of space between them becomes all too clear. not that he hasn’t been in closer proximity than this with nyssa in the past, but it still doesn’t fail to spike his nerves. he’s ignoring the indication of what that could mean, instead steering his brain back in the direction of coffee, which is much needed after what’s unfolded. “i probably should have known better,” he admits, recalling the happy memory. it’s hard to remember a time when he felt like that, when he was looking forward to the future instead of longing for the past, but he can’t help but reminisce a little. “you can’t be trusted where music and tables are involved.” when it’s time for them to step up to the counter, fionn does his best to remember nyssa’s signature order, extracting from the pieces of information he’s pushed to the very back of his mind. “can we get a black coffee and a vanilla latte, with extra whip?” he shoots nyssa an unsure look for confirmation before grabbing his wallet to pay, leaving behind a few extra bills for the trouble. one less place for them to be banned from, ideally.

[fionnhq]

rciner‌:

❝ duly noted , my man . ❞ rainer nodded , saluting fionn with two of his fingers . the male looked up only when fionn talked once more , honestly he wouldn’t have been surprised if fionn just walked away , it looked like he wanted to . ❝ dude that’s it !! drugs , now you’re talking . what are we feeling like today ?? ❞ he asked with a grin .

“what about this conversation has made you think i would want to get high with you?” fionn wonders, genuinely bewildered by the severe lack of ability to read social cues. he doesn’t know how he could make his disinterest any more clear than it already is, but at this rate he’s going to have to really spell it out for him. “even if i did drugs, i would rather do them with anyone other than you. and i do mean anyone.”

[fionnhq]

nyssatm‌:

nyssa let out a soft breath , nodding her head slightly before shrugging one of her shoulders gently , ❝ that’s ok , now’s a bit of a moo point . ❞  she thought out loud . was there even a point to keep digging into that particular wound ?  she knew , because somehow along the way she had learned they simply loved in different ways . she did so loudly , like pouring rain impossible to ignore , falling on him constantly , sturdy and steady , overbearing even . his love was quieter , whispered-like , like the glass figurine you handle with care so it won’t break , or the rare flower blooming in a corner hidden away from prying eyes . and so she had known to look for that flower in the way he made sure she always made it home safe , or the way he squinted his eyes as he smiled in that way it got her heart beating faster . she knew , but there was a fine line between really knowing and just telling herself what she wanted to hear , because she knew she wouldn’t hear it from him . she’s taken out from her train of thought as he speaks again , and a bittersweet feeling settles in her stomach as she hears his plea , almost like she had it in her to say no to him .  ❝ of course . ❞ she nodded , giving him a small smile before he talked once more . ❝ oh my god , fionn you don’t have to find a new coffee shop . we can share it , like we do with dom . ❞ she half joked , making her way back to the coffee shop , she turned on her heels to look back at him once she noticed he wasn’t walking by her side , she walked backwards .  ❝ you comi—- ❞ she started , her heel getting caught on a crack on the sidewalk , making her lose her footing for a second ,  ❝ i’m fine ! i’m okay !! ❞ she exclaimed once she stood up straight , thankful she didn’t end up sitting on her ass . 

“a what? did you just say moo point?” fionn questions, staring at her long and hard before cracking a smile. something that might be kind of annoying coming from someone else is utterly adorable when she does it. then again, most things are. he shakes his head as he begins to follow her lead back towards the shop, pausing to let someone walking a handful of dogs pass by on the narrow sidewalk. “we don’t share dom, he’s obviously mine,” he corrects her, gaze lingering on the dogs as their coffee expedition momentarily slips his mind. “hm?” he comments, her voice grasping his attention as he glances back towards her just in time to witness her lose her balance. it’s on instinct that he steps forward to steady her with a hand on her back, almost without thinking. “honestly, nyssa, you’ve been walking for almost twenty-four years now, you think you’d be a little better at it,” he teases, his fingers slipping back into his pocket once he’s sure she’s regained her footing, opposite hand reaching out to prop open the door of the shop. he’s oblivious to the apprehensive stare of the barista as they join the queue behind the counter once more. “can’t take you anywhere, i swear to god.” he’s only half-serious. some of her debatably harmless behavior has got them banned from various high-class establishments across the city, but he wouldn’t really have it any other way. she keeps things interesting, even if there are times he’s been mortified to be in her company. she has a way of attracting a lot of attention, whether or not that’s the intent. “should we see if i can still remember your order? or is that just setting myself up for failure?”

[fionnhq]

rciner‌:

❝ i don’t know man , what happened to ‘the intention is what counts’ ? what if i didn’t want to litter , which i didn’t , for the official record . ❞ he went on , completely unfazed by fionn clearly preferring to be anywhere else but there . ❝ ok see ? that started sort of nice , but now you’re just acting like talking is worse than getting your wisdom teeth removed . what’s up with that ? who hurt you ? ❞ rainer asked casually , looking back down at his notebook as he started doodling again .

“i could not care less, for the record,” fionn counters, but there’s something that stops him from walking away-- whether or not it’s the perplexity that follows the things coming from his mouth or the need to have the last word, he’s not sure. “getting your wisdom teeth removed hurts your mouth, you hurt my brain, so i’d say they’re comparable. i feel like i need to be heavily drugged to be capable of dealing with you, as well,” he states bluntly.

[fionnhq]

rciner‌:

❝ yes shit . ❞ rainer threw back just as serious , before nodding again  ❝ i mean , look at it . ❞ he tried ,  ❝ i was tossing a piece of paper in the bin and you just so happened to get in the way , am i missing something ? ❞ the male asked , raising one of his eyebrows at the other one . ❝ do i have to like , pay a fine or something ? because i don’t think it’s really littering if you didn’t mean it . ❞

“i feel like it’s still littering, but okay. whatever you say,” fionn resigns, not about to get hung up on the technicalities of littering. “have fun doodling, or whatever. i have to go... do anything that isn’t this,” he explains. he really can’t be bothered making up an excuse.

[fionnhq]

goruma‌:

ive tried opening my mouth and saying words before nd ive gotta say. im not a fan

[fionnhq]

nyssatm‌:

❝ are you saying you don’t think you deserved a little more understanding ? ❞  she wondered simply , unfazed by how frustrated it made him , perhaps because she had already done her share of frustration . ❝ fi , you’re so hard on yourself . you act like i did you a favor or something . you’re really funny , especially when you’re not trying to , you’re sweeter than you give yourself credit for , you’re an honest man , you’re great with animals , you’re really passionate about your work , you never asked me to shut up or be quieter , which everyone tells me at least once a day , you’d literally catch me whenever i fell , which also happened every day , you remembered the food i like and the food i hate , you never made fun of my laugh . so yeah … i know i don’t have to stick up for you , but you’re by far the most deserving guy i know .  ❞  she shrugged one of her shoulders ,  ❝ and i know you’re not perfect , neither am i , but we were friends for a long time , i knew your shortcomings and i liked them . and i liked being the one who got past them , the one who got you to smile with those cute little wrinkles around your eyes , even if it was when you’d make fun of my playlists … i guess my point is that it might be the benefit of the doubt to you , just turning a blind eye and hoping for the best , but to me is just that i know you , and i know you wouldn’t have hurt me if you could’ve stop it , or if i had actually told you i was hurting at all . i guess i just underestimated exactly how much i needed to hear you say how you felt . ❞ nyssa finished , laughing softly as she heard the adjectives he’d use to describe her , a hand flying to cover her mouth mostly out of habit .  ❝ shut up , my music taste is amazing ! ❞  she defended light-heartedly , giving him a small smile .  ❝ thank you though . ❞  

“from you? i probably don’t deserve half of what i got,” he admits softly, and breathes a sigh. “you were very... patient with me.” he’s surprised that nyssa put up with him for as long as she did. they are polar opposites, and while he used to think they complimented each other he’s also fairly certain it’s what lead to their destruction. it’s not easy to listen to her talk about him like he’s on a pedestal, his hands stuffed into his jacket pockets as he inwardly rejects the words she’s saying. he just doesn’t see himself that way, he never has. he’s never seen himself as anything wildly special or deserving of the amount of fame he’s garnered. sure, he’s worked hard for it. sure, he’s put in the hours and earned it. but he’ll never get the worship, or the people who treat him like he’s some kind of wonderful person because of it. nyssa probably knows him better than anyone else, but it’s still hard to accept that he’s all of these things she’s saying. especially in light of how he’s made her feel all this time. “i thought you knew,” he tells her, which isn’t an excuse, but it’s the truth. “i shouldn’t have assumed. i should have told you.” he shakes his head, eager to get off of the topic of himself. he gestures back towards the coffee shop from which they came, turning towards her hopefully. “you never did get your drink. can i buy you something? please,” he insists, in case there’s any hesitance. “i’ll leave you alone after that if that’s what you want. i’ll find a new coffee shop. i don’t like this one anyways,” he justifies. it’s more convenient for him, but he’s willing to go out of his way if that’s what’s best for her. it’s something he probably should have done several years ago.

[janployshompoos]

I have to do a dare.

[fionnhq]

fssammyboy‌:

Samuel took a sip out of the iconic amphora design paper coffee cup failing to notice the wrong name scrawled on the side. He pulled it away to make a face “Bleh, what the hell?” he saw the sharpie marks and raised an eyebrow “somebody actually likes their coffee like this?”

fionn clears his throat, watching the other react with disgust over his coffee order. “i think that would be mine,” he says, eyes falling to his name scribbled in sharpie rather pointedly. yep, definitely his. or it was, anyways. “unless your name is also fionn and you also drink black coffee. which, if i had to take a guess, you probably don’t.” 

[fionnhq]

rciner‌:

rainer looks up startled , swearing until now that he was alone , but only know he realizes people had probably be going back and forth around him and he was simply to into his own world to notice . he looks a fionn , blinking a couple of times as he looks down at the paper kicked his way , and if they’re both quiet enough maybe they could even hear rainer’s wheels turning as he finally figures out what the other male is talking about . ❝ the bin’s right behind you , man . ❞ he finally pointed out , tilting his head slightly towards him to prove his point . maybe he didn’t play anymore , but he liked to think his aim hadn’t suffer for it just yet , and there were about a million other papers in the bin already to prove it .

it’s too early for this level of stupidity. fionn probably should have just kept running. “no shit,” he deadpans. obviously, he’s a little preoccupied with whatever it is he’s doing, but he doesn’t know how he came to the conclusion that fionn’s the one throwing crumpled paper all over the park. only one of them is holding a sketchbook, and it’s not him. “are you always this unobservant?” he asks.