lover boy.

[hikachv-blog]

“you’re nothing without me.”

meme.

❝ what are you on, malakai? ❞ hikaru crosses his arms, brows furrowed as he looked at the other with a disgruntled look upon his face. despite his bit of strength to stand up for himself for a moment, he was beyond gone when it came to controlling himself and how he felt. he stopped himself, looking at the ground defeatedly and his shoulders tensing up.❝ sorry. ❞ he was fearful. the feeling that he was walking on eggshells right now, knowing this wasn’t a normal thing. while he’d liked people who had hurt him before, one of the reasons he moved to bellevue in the first place was to get rid of that.

the second thing he had left for, of course, was the individuality. without his brother around, he was finally just hikaru. not the hitachiins, not the little devils – he was hikaru hitachiin. his own person for once in his life. and now he was being directly told he was nothing by malakai of all people. he shook his head, his defeated look turned into one that was like his initial reaction: shock and anger, though the beginning of tears was present this time.❝ you know what, malakai? ❞ he lifted his head slightly to look at the other through his lashes.❝ i’m tired of this. you don’t know what i’ve had to deal with, and now you’re coming here and plowing through my life like this? ❞ oh, how he wished he was better at containing his tears. it was a lot harder to take someone seriously when they had tears flowing down their rage-covered face.

❝ who the hell do you think you are? ❞ hikaru felt like his feelings for him were being taken advantage of. it was hard for him to even control his breathing at this point, so overwhelmed with all of his emotions. ❝ just because you think you’re some big shot magician and you’re friends with alaine doesn’t mean you rule the world. ❞ he shook his head again, tilting his head back up straight to look him in the eyes.❝ you’re fucked up, malakai. ❞ a few more deep breaths and another shake of his head. he couldn’t believe he was saying any of this to him. he’d always been so silent about how he felt when it came to conflict with the other, but that was it.❝ i don’t ever want to see you again. ❞

and at that, he backed away from the other. a sniffle, and he turned around and began walking away, though all he could think was regret. he knew how much malakai had been hurting him, but he didn’t want to leave him. hikaru’s feelings for him were too strong. he’d return home, lying on his sofa and crying to himself for an hour or so. he took a deep breath and slid his hand into his pocket, grabbing his phone. there was no way he could just let that be. he wanted to be with him, no matter how much it hurt. so, he brought the screen into his sight and opened his messaging app and tapped on malakai’s contact, beginning to type out a short and clear message.

to: malakai ❤↳ i’m so sorry please come over

all he could do was hope. but in his heart, the feeling that malakai was tired of him was very prominent. hikaru just wanted something in his life to work out for once, and he very well may have just ruined that. and it gave him the worst feeling of regret in the world.

[sandcvstles]

heartbroken meme.

“you’re not the person i fell in love with.”

“you’re not who i thought you were.”

“i can’t trust you anymore.”

“how could you lie to me about this?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you played with my emotions.”

“what, so this was all a game to you?”

“you should have told me.”

“i’m not sorry.”

“did you really think you could get away with this?”

“i’m no one’s first choice.”

“what did you expect?”

“i need some time to process this.”

“it’s over, isn’t it?”

“we’re done.”

“i can’t move on.”

“you’re nothing without me.”

“i’m not going to stay when i’m clearly not wanted.”

“i’m useless.”

“what is the point of all this?”

“if i can go back in time, i’d try to change things.”

“in our next life, let’s not meet again.”

“the thing we are best at doing is hurting each other.”

“happy endings don’t exist, do they?”

“sorry for the promises i didn’t keep.”

“falling for someone is going to hurt no matter what." 

"you’re worth the pain.”

“i was so blind, that i never saw what was in front of me.”

“i was so naive to think you’d be different.”

“i can’t believe i thought that something would last forever.”

“it’s amazing how you just move on.”

“some things are better off left unsaid.”

“which is worse: to forget? or to remember?”

“fuck you, you never cared.”

“i won’t let this be how it ends.”

[hikachv-blog]

malakaipriam:

   Ah, he was an earnest one. Malakai grinned bemusedly at the other’s response, keeping note of his eagerness towards the cause – and his supposed interest in making out with strangers. Of course, he was familiar with the way the other was acting, as it was quite common whenever he met new people. Especially those who had been… exposed, to the bewitchers’ type of influence. Thinking for a moment, Malakai toyed with his tongue piercing thoughtfully (and playfully) before giving an answer.

“Not sure. Guess you’ll just have to wait and see?” He replied, giving a carefree shrug. Truth be told, he only showed up when Alaine requested him to be there. She was… particular, about who showed up to which events. 

For example, he had been ordered to volunteer at this festival as a performer.

“Do you have a name, or should I just call you Ginger?” Malakai asked teasingly, before offering his hand for a handshake. “My name’s Malakai. I’m a… friend of Miss Blanchefleur.” 

why wouldn’t he be there? he seemed important enough to the whole ordeal to show up to every rally without question. though, now that he thought of it, this guy wasn’t at the first rally. hikaru thought for a moment as to why that could be, why someone so pertinent to the bewitchers would miss out on their first rally to recruit new people, leaving it all up to the rest of his group...

he dismissed his questions though, as he wanted to be more focused on the present. if he was at the next rally, great, and if he wasn’t, whatever. that didn’t necessarily need to matter to him at this moment in time, as he should be much more concerned with getting on this guy’s good side than anything else. becoming friends (or more) with him could get him in with the crowd of people important to alaine, if hikaru tried hard enough to prove his loyalty to the bewitchers cause.

❝ hikaru. but... i guess ginger works too. ❞ he shrugged, taking the other’s hand in his own and shaking it gently. ❝ nice to meet you. ❞ hikaru bit the inside of his lip for a short moment at a bit of unwelcome silence. ❝ so... you’re doing the magic show, right? ❞

[hikachv-blog]

a new best friend. | for blake.

[hikachv-blog]

kagekitten:

It was no secret that Blake was an animal lover, even without knowing her name from the newspapers or her online blog. She was an animal rights advocate, and an aggressive one at that, who had no trouble breaking into buildings if it meant saving a few animal lives, or beating up thugs who thought it was okay to abuse stray animals. Her background gave her all the tools necessary to follow her passions, while sticking to her morals and knowing where the ‘too far’ finish line was. 

Most days however, she spent her time writing stupid articles on city politics or even filling in for the advice columnist, answering lovesick questions on things she really had no interest in. Blake was happiest on the days when she could volunteer with the local shelter, whether simply on a normal day, or at an event like this. Supervising the petting zoo had gone fairly well, although there were a few kids she had to lightly scold for being too rough with the animals. She had let one of the other volunteers supervise while she went to grab a drink from the cooler at their table when she heard someone call out. Blake turned her head to see who it was, only to be met with a stranger approaching her. She continued to eye him curiously, with only a hint of apprehension towards him as she took a sip of her drink, listening as he asked his question. 

After taking a sip, Blake screwed the cap back on her water bottle before smiling hesitantly. She tried to help her shyness around people as much as she could, although she felt awkward conveying how delighted his question made her. Finding animals new homes was one of the best things about volunteering with the animal centre, and she’d already seen several of their animals go home with seemingly new, loving owners today. 

“We have some forms here that you will have to fill out and I’ll have to ask you a few questions to determine if you’re eligible to adopt from us,” she explained quietly, setting the bottle down as she reached for one of the clipboards lined out on the table. Attached to the clipboard was a pen, and the form in itself was specific to felines, as that was the type of animal the man was inquiring about. She tilted her head curiously before continuing, “…I take it you’ve found one you like already?”

hikaru smiled at the black-haired girl, hands stuffed into his pants pockets as he listened to her. he nodded at her, knowing that he did have to prove that he could be a half-decent owner. he knew that the animal shelter couldn’t give a delicate critter to someone who wouldn’t take good care of it. and the last thing he wanted was to have a poor baby animal be injured because of him not paying enough attention to it. and he seemed to have picked a good person to ask about this sort of thing, as she did have a bit of a familiar face. he’d seen some things about her before, but not enough to really consider her a celebrity -- just a person doing good deeds.

he looked at the form before taking the clipboard from her and reading it and figuring out all the information he’d have to give to get the pet. at her question, he looked back up at her and nodded with a massive grin on his face. ❝ sure did! ❞ hikaru turned to look at the place the cats were situated, pointing at the kitten in question. the little tuxedo-coated cat was sitting patiently, his large eyes shooting around and him occasionally meowing at the people coming by to see the felines. ❝ that little guy right there. ❞

❝ so, what’s the questionnaire you’ve got for me? ❞ he inquired, turning back to face the girl with the same smile always present on his face. ❝ ask away. ❞

[hikachv-blog]

malakaipriam:

Malakai didn’t miss a beat as he watched the realization dawn on the stranger’s face, a cheeky smile spreading across his face when the other announced out loud that he recognized Malakai from the rally. He attempted to recall the male’s face as well, vaguely remembering his features from the week prior. He wasn’t really the type to memorize faces, but after the guy had confirmed they’d run into each other before, the familiarity struck at him just enough to confirm it as truth. 

He hummed when the stranger reciprocated his question, his hands slipping into the pockets of his pants as he rocked back on the heels of his feet.  “I dunno, I think I bit my tongue when you bumped into me. How’s about you and I slip behind one of those tents and you make it feel better, hm~?” 

Of course, following that his smile only grew, a glimpse of his pearly white teeth poking out from behind his lips as he waited for the other’s reaction. After a moment, Malakai merely laughed – an amused, seemingly genuine laugh that bubble up from his chest. He stuck his pierced tongue out once he was done for good measure, acting playfully in the face of his own jest at the other’s expense. The rainbow coloured barbell sparkled in the sun before Malakai drew his tongue back into his mouth.

“Kidding, kidding~. Unless you want to, of course. I could use a good luck charm for tonight’s performance!” Malakai said charmingly, before removing his hands from his pockets in order to fold his arms over his chest. “You’re right though, I was at the rally. And so were you, which makes you that much more interesting to me. Did you sign up~?” 

embarrassment. he could tell from the other’s display at the rally that he may be a bit of a flirt, but this... this was ridiculous. a part of him wanted to play it off as a joke in his mind as well, but jeez, it caught him so off guard that he couldn’t help but think he was serious. could anybody blame him for the red that flared up across his cheeks at that? hikaru shook his head quickly, trying to dispel the blush from his face. don’t focus on his looks, hikaru. get to know him, talk about shared interests, don’t just instantly agree on making out with him. but oh, how the much more adamant part of him just wanted to tag along for the ride and see what would happen.

❝ well, i wouldn’t be completely against it. ❞ said in a vaguely teasing tone. his own smirk covered his face for a moment, but it wasn’t as confident as he would have liked it to be. it was only partially a joke, after all, as that part of him wanting to ditch the festival and be his good luck charm was speaking up quite a bit in his head. it faltered and slowly turned back into his anxious face when the stranger spoke up about the rally. a tad bit of a blush remained on his cheeks, though, at the statement claiming he was more interesting for attending rallies... he sure was glad he’d been attending them, and he couldn’t miss them now.

hikaru nodded at the other’s question. ❝ of course i signed up! i wouldn’t miss it for anything in the world! ❞ at this point, it had to be obvious he was nervous. a stutter here and there, and... was that a crack in his voice? really? he was an adult, beyond puberty, and his voice was still cracking? he coughed into his hand, facial expression changing sporadically enough to make it painfully clear that he was beyond tense because of this guy. he gulped faintly, looking off to the side for a moment. ❝ you’ll be there, i hope? ❞

[hikachv-blog]

a new best friend. | for blake.

( @kagekitten. )

hikaru never really called himself an animal person, but he did always hold a bit of a soft spot for the little critters. and one in particular had caught his eye: a tiny black and white tuxedo cat who seemed awfully friendly. he meowed at hikaru and he rubbed up against the front of the cage toward him, so he just had to be drawn to the cat.

the rabbits and the goats and such were all very cute, but the cats were on a whole different level. they seemed a lot more personable, plus there was the added effect that he could actually take one home. and by one, he specifically meant the little tuxedo cat. he had to take the little creature home, before anybody else came along and scooped him up. so, with a large smile on his face at the prospect of getting a new little buddy, he walked towards a black-haired girl who seemed to be a volunteer there.

❝ excuse me, miss! ❞ he was rather jolly and significantly more upbeat at this moment than he normally ever was, beyond happy that he could potentially get this cat. ❝ how do i go about adopting a cat? ❞

[hikachv-blog]

malakaipriam:

    Bellevue Pride. Blending in with the crowd, Malakai could scarcely believe they managed to pull off the event in spite of all the things that had been going around the city. He wondered briefly if it was a show put on by the city officials, a stance to be made against those he personally stood with. The thought in itself guided a chuckle up to his lips, coming from someplace deep in his core. Malakai couldn’t help but laugh at the stupidity of the people of this city… sheep, all of them. He knew that sooner or later they would change their views. He knew that Alaine would come through, knew that they all would, and stood firm in his belief that they would win this time. 

Besides, pride had nothing to do with their mission. Malakai had no preference with whom he spent his time with. Their mission was to eliminate the threads of fate, to free the lesser willed from their prisons chosen all but randomly by the gods. As if compatibility had anything to do with it… 

If he had been ‘compatible’ with his ex-wife, then fate was most certainly a very cruel mistress. 

Exhaling deeply, Malakai glanced at his phone to check how much longer he had until he had to start getting ready for his show. There was still a few hours at best, although he was really at a loss of what to do. After all, it had been his first festival in the city, and only his first time ever being at celebration such as this. Was that a kissing booth? 

Forgetting himself momentarily, Malakai failed to notice another person headed towards him. Having stood still to look around, Malakai ended up being bumped into by this person, the other being jostled by the sudden collision. Rolling his eyes only briefly, the bewitcher looked to the person, making sure to grab the ginger boy so he didn’t fall.

“Hey, watch where you’re going.” Malakai said, a bit gruffly. Despite his harsh and otherwise uninterested tone, the dark haired male allowed himself to glance over the one who almost fell because of him. Tall, with ginger hair and golden eyes… the stranger wasn’t unattractive in the slightest and appeared to be at the event alone. Perhaps his day had gotten slightly better. 

“…You okay?” He asked, gaze shifting into a less cold one, a feigned compassion reflecting in his eyes instead. 

(bellevue pride, ft. @hikachv)

the idea of a festival celebrating peoples’ identities was quite appealing to hikaru. he’d had some troubles with himself earlier in his life, but since had just learned to accept himself for who he was: he was a person with a lot of love to give. and he didn’t care whose hands that love fell into, as long as he had a chance of it being reciprocated.

despite his bewitcher-in-training status, hikaru was always up for a nice time at a love-based festival. he was unfamiliar with these sorts of things, but it seemed welcoming enough: nobody had seemed to be hateful towards the people there, and the booths seemed neat. various games, a petting zoo, different forms of entertainment ---- a kissing booth. for some reason, that had drawn his eye. there were plenty of things to do around the festival, but who didn’t want a kiss from a decent-looking person?

he was contemplating going towards the line for the kissing booth for a few moments. it took a donation, but it went to a good place -- the kiss was just a perk of donating. it took him a short while before he decided against it, figuring that he could just go to it later if he truly wanted to.

hikaru finally began walking again, still looking at the kissing booth, just to bump right into somebody.

❝ you watch whe -- ❞ he began, initially intending to counter the other’s harshness with a bit of his own childish anger. though, he couldn’t help but stop dead in the middle of his sentence when he saw his familiar face. ❝ ...you were at the bewitcher’s rally. ❞ hikaru thought out loud, stating a bit quietly, shaking his head quickly to clear his thoughts before looking back into the eyes of the other. ❝ i’m fine. are you okay? ❞ while he asked, his thoughts were still all over the place: this was the guy who winked at him. he was in alaine’s inner circle. what was he doing at the pride festival?

[hikachv-blog]

[ soulmates, part three. ]

you best bet ya boy hikaru went to that rally, bois.

hikaru wasn’t necessarily one to arrive early to many things, but he had to for this. any opportunity to get to know more about the situation, to see that girl again -- he had to show up as soon as he could. so he approached the community centre to the shouting of people outside, which he slowly stepped towards to see what exactly was going on. he saw the woman who began it all, surrounded by a small group of people. not only was the purple-haired girl he admired quite a decent amount there, but there was also another person who caught his eye. a dark-haired boy, the typical bad boy sort of look. hikaru stayed off to the side and listened to the group converse about the happenings, hearing things about how the community centre had banned them...

he stood back, waiting until alaine announced to him and the rest of the crowd that there was a change of plans. to the underground? it made this whole ‘the bewitchers are cultists!’ argument seem a lot more likely, now that they were being pushed out of sight and out of mind... he watched the group leave, eyes still drawn to that same male from before ------ ...was that a wink? despite the rest of the group around him, he just had a feeling deep in his heart that it was directed at him. whether that was true or not, it was what he believed.

despite the change in ideas, he followed. hikaru was drawn to the group of bewitchers, so he took the route she had recommended and got to the station as soon as he could. when he approached the mall, his possessions stayed close to his body; his hands were in his pockets, clutching his phone and wallet and making sure nobody could snatch them without him noticing and being able to stop it. and his caution didn’t end once he got past the shopping center -- he was led into a much darker, much less comfortable place. he was soon ushered towards a tunnel that a small group had been starting to form in.

he felt comfortable enough with the relatively small group around him to allow his hands to be free from his pockets, but they only joined his arms in crossing over his chest. hikaru looked at alaine and her crew, listening to what she had to say: it was the final open rally. that really made it start sounding like a serious thing... he looked to the book from afar, nodding slightly as a way to say to himself he was going to sign up.

he hadn’t heard that variation of the tale before. someone believing their soulmate to be someone else... hikaru wondered if that was what situation he was in with haruhi. if he believed her to be his soulmate when in all reality, someone completely different, someone who he’d be even happier with was. but her next statement brought a bit more of a confused look to his face. she could see the threads that some people believed to only be legends? a part of him wanted to ask her if she could find his soulmate for her, because he truly wanted to know who it was. but even beyond that, he became worried. her next statement about people being fated to horrible people brought that thought into his mind for the first time... he hadn’t really thought that those people would have a soulmate. but that brought the worry that perhaps he was fated to someone absolutely awful -- a sociopath, or something...

but then the mention of family. the idea that kaoru, his brother that he loved more than anyone in the world, could be fated to someone who would hurt him so badly... that gave him even more drive. hikaru had already dealt with that in some sense in his own life and it hurt him so much, there was no way he was letting his brother go through that same thing, or perhaps worse...

he clapped for alaine. he admired her immensely, her bravery to stand up and stand out amongst a sea of people living in a fairy tale. and the fact that it was personal to her gave him something he felt he could relate on -- he hadn’t had his fiancé stolen from him. hikaru walked up to the book as soon as he could to sign his name, smiling at the purple-haired girl holding it as he did. he was more motivated now than he ever was to inform people that the red thread and the idea of being stuck with soulmates forever weren’t the best ideals to have.

[hikachv-blog]

What is your character’s full name? Is there a sentimental meaning behind it? Who chose the name? What is the etymology behind their name?

hikaru hitachiin (光 常陸院). hikaru means to shine, which of course fits him relatively well. he enjoys being the center of attention and being the star of the show. the name represents versatility, enthusiasm, agility, and unconventional methods. hitachiin, when translated, has little meaning. 常 means constantly,  陸 means earth, and 院 means place. it is an uncommon last name with unknown origins, and almost nobody has it.

[hikachv-blog]

[ soulmates, part two. ]

another drabble for hikaru’s time at the rally! this time, actually under a cut since i messed up last time!

hikaru had never expected his life would go this way. what he wanted to do in his life was, of course, find a beautiful girl, fall in love, get married, maybe have kids if it felt like something he wanted -- you know, the stereotypical life. instead, he found himself standing outside of the community centre of a city that wasn’t originally his home, home to something people called a cult. but he wasn’t there due to anything negative, no, he believed everything they were saying. for all he knew, he could be converted into a cultist at any opportunity, but if it was with the beliefs of bewitching in mind? he was okay with that.

he nodded to the two standing at the entrance before stepping inside of the community centre. at that point, he realized he hadn’t ever really come in here before... maybe he needs to get to volunteering some more. he was a regular student now, not a prince who was carried through everything in school on a gold-plated, jewel-encrusted palanquin. he couldn’t just use his riches to weasel his way through things anymore.

as he was lost in his thoughts though, a girl pulled him right out of them. vivid purple hair, striking green eyes. something about her had enthralled him. the way she stood out, but that she didn’t seem to think she was better than anyone for it. she was smiling at people, helping guide them to the correct place -- she was a volunteer at the community centre, she couldn’t be that bad, even if she was helping a cult! as he was told to go inside the auditorium, he gave his typical ‘i’m a handsome fella, don’t you wanna know me?’ sort of grin to the girl in hopes he’d somehow make an impression on her without saying a word. well, now he just had to start volunteering around here, if it meant he got to see her.

he slid his way through the crowded auditorium and found the food, beginning to snack away on various small things as the lights shut off. hikaru’s gaze redirected itself towards the stage with the only remaining light focused on it, the center of focus of course being the woman everyone knew: alaine. the one who leads the bewitchers, the one who had been in the news for ‘ruining bellevue’s legend’, all sorts of things were said about her. he looked around at the people near him who seemed to be muttering about her, but his attention was forcefully pulled right back to the stage by something or other -- either way, he listened to her. trying to think in a way that non-bewitchers would think, he still did not see much of a problem with her proposal: she just wanted to try something new, for a change, instead of the same old soulmates story. who could hold anything against her for that?

nearing the end of the speech, applause started, which he quickly joined in on. if he wanted to be a bewitcher, and a well-liked one at that, he had to start early. it quickly came to a halt though, as if everyone had been hypnotized, but hikaru stopped just as quickly. she sure had some sort of influential control, and he found it perfect for a leading woman like her. after her bow, he stared at what seemed to be the logo. the group around him started to cheer, so he of course joined in -- he wanted to support this cause. he wanted people to know what they were getting into before they mindlessly followed the bandwagon into soulmate town. if they believed in soulmates being absolute, he did not care. it was their loss if they believed that and it came crashing down on them due to one other person.

somewhat shoved along with the group around him, hikaru made his way towards the podium people had already began surrounding to sign up for the next rally. he, of course, willingly signed his name down on the sheet for multiple reasons: not only did he support the bewitchers, but if the future rallies might be held here, he wanted to come to get to know the girl that let him in.

[hikachv-blog]

[ soulmates. ]

a drabble for the rallies and such happening, and hikaru’s stance on the entire situation in bellevue. under a read more for length.

soulmates.

a concept that had been rooted in his mind since his days back at ouran academy. the idea that two people are chosen by fate to be together for the rest of their lives had intrigued hikaru, as he placed the idea of love on a pedestal for most of his life.

when he was in ouran academy, he fell in love for the first time of his life. a brunette girl who had stumbled into his life -- quite literally: haruhi fujioka. she came into ouran academy’s host club in search of a place to sit in silence, but the host club certainly wasn’t the right place to search for that. they mistook her for a boy and she joined their ranks. though, when the group had figured out her true identity, the stress began. hikaru wasn’t the only one who had developed feelings for this girl. in fact, both his own brother and the leader of the host club came to adore her.

but he believed it was his destiny to be with her. he kept himself away from everybody but his brother for so long and he finally felt as if there were another person he could like and trust, being this girl. he was head over heels in love with her, sometimes stumbling over his own thoughts when she was around. how he’d kill to be able to tell her he loves her without getting backlash. he did anything he could to get onto her good side, but each attempt backfired on him. he’d throw fits and haruhi would scold him for it, and he knew that that had a bad impact on the idea of them being in a relationship. she wouldn’t want to go out with a boy who acted like he was five, would she? she was mature and wise for her age, while he was childish and selfish. even his own brother sacrificed his own feelings for her to help hikaru out. none of that had helped in the end, though, since hikaru was definitely not her first choice of man.

when he saw her not turning away his boss’s advances, it killed him. he thought that she didn’t like him, and maybe she was just doing it to make him jealous, but a part of him knew otherwise: she just didn’t like hikaru.

how he wished he could have taken the risk and told her. while she was smart, she didn’t necessarily see all of hikaru’s advances as romance. and now, in bellevue, he thinks occasionally how it might be different if he would have been direct with her instead of beating around the bush.

in bellevue, he thinks that maybe she is with his boss. he did have french origin, after all, and for all he knew, they could have been living together and very happy in a relationship. and once that idea implanted itself into his mind, it became his reality. despite not seeing his boss in the city at any time, a part of his brain urged him that there was no hope for him anymore. his true love had been stolen, and by a friend, at that.

since then, hikaru has had a skewed idea of the word “fate”. while it is supposed to be absolute, the way of life each and every person is destined to go through, all prewritten -- he believes that it is nowhere near as safe as they say. his original reason for coming to bellevue of all places was to learn the tale of the red thread of fate, maybe find the one person he truly was linked to, if it wasn’t haruhi. but after some meditating on his thoughts for years as he stayed in bellevue, along with the recent events in the city, the idea of fate is meaningless.

the red thread of fate linking people together for all eternity? all it would take is a decent pair of scissors and a bit of determination to rip that thread to pieces and ruin somebody’s life, if they depended on their destiny so heavily.

so now, with everything happening in bellevue, hikaru attends rallies. he is somewhat of an advocate for the bewitchers, wanting to make sure people know that their destiny can be dashed within a moment. although he is selfish at times, he wants to make sure others don’t suffer the same things he had to when he lost his true love.

[hikachv-blog]

did u guys miss ur favorite awful precious boy of bellevue --

cas here, tho! hika was my first ever muse and i’m very happy to be bringing him back to rtrp! i have a lot of stories from rping him in the past and i cannot wait to have him meet all the new bellevue citizens!!

so, here’s a starter call! capping at three!