The Chosen Few

[Independent Mail Jeevas & Mihael Keehl from Death Note RP blog. Sideblog to thiefakefia. Penned by Char. Please see rules.]

[thiefakefia]

Hiatus

It shouldn’t come as a surprise but this is not easy to say. Running rp blogs has helped me cope with much over the years but now life is too much. My dog has died after fifteen and a half years of being my best friend, my protector, my sidekick and my soulmate. I am absolutely broken by this. She took care of me when I was being abused as a child, she was there to snuggle me after most of the traumatic shit in my life, she lay in bed with me all day following my suicide attempt. I can’t even begin to describe what I’ve lost and how I feel. It has been a week and I can’t pull myself together at all.

On top of this, my mother has just been diagnosed with breast cancer. Every time we think we get good news on it, it is rebuffed with worst news. Still, we remain positive and whether the chances are 15% or 85%, my mum has a lot of fight in her and I’ve chosen to stand by her and do what I can despite our rocky past. I am largely doing this alone so it’s a lot to manage and I simply don’t have the time or emotional space to manage a blog at the same time.

I am still available to rp on discord for those who understand I may disappear from time to time as atm we end up spending entire days in the hospital, running around and having tests done. I need a lot of support and it’s remarkable how few friends I’ve found myself able to count on these last few weeks. I’m not looking for anyone to lean on, just anyone that won’t cause me trouble/drama is very welcome in my life.

I want to come back to both my blogs one day but seeing as we’re tied into a chemo schedule and surgery schedule into early 2019, its gonna be some time before I can.

If you want to keep in contact with me, add my discord and let me know who you are CharmanderChar#1497, ask me for my phone number (I have WhatsApp), or contact me at @mischievouspoltergeist, my personal. I will be logged into that. However, it’s likely I will be quiet at times due to simply being overwhelmed and at the minute, very low. My bipolar is also out of control right now, and so my mood can be unstable.

[thiefakefia]

Hiatus

It shouldn’t come as a surprise but this is not easy to say. Running rp blogs has helped me cope with much over the years but now life is too much. My dog has died after fifteen and a half years of being my best friend, my protector, my sidekick and my soulmate. I am absolutely broken by this. She took care of me when I was being abused as a child, she was there to snuggle me after most of the traumatic shit in my life, she lay in bed with me all day following my suicide attempt. I can’t even begin to describe what I’ve lost and how I feel. It has been a week and I can’t pull myself together at all.

On top of this, my mother has just been diagnosed with breast cancer. Every time we think we get good news on it, it is rebuffed with worst news. Still, we remain positive and whether the chances are 15% or 85%, my mum has a lot of fight in her and I’ve chosen to stand by her and do what I can despite our rocky past. I am largely doing this alone so it’s a lot to manage and I simply don’t have the time or emotional space to manage a blog at the same time.

I am still available to rp on discord for those who understand I may disappear from time to time as atm we end up spending entire days in the hospital, running around and having tests done. I need a lot of support and it’s remarkable how few friends I’ve found myself able to count on these last few weeks. I’m not looking for anyone to lean on, just anyone that won’t cause me trouble/drama is very welcome in my life.

I want to come back to both my blogs one day but seeing as we’re tied into a chemo schedule and surgery schedule into early 2019, its gonna be some time before I can.

If you want to keep in contact with me, add my discord and let me know who you are CharmanderChar#1497, ask me for my phone number (I have WhatsApp), or contact me at @mischievouspoltergeist, my personal. I will be logged into that. However, it’s likely I will be quiet at times due to simply being overwhelmed and at the minute, very low. My bipolar is also out of control right now, and so my mood can be unstable.

[thiefakefia]

Hiatus

It shouldn’t come as a surprise but this is not easy to say. Running rp blogs has helped me cope with much over the years but now life is too much. My dog has died after fifteen and a half years of being my best friend, my protector, my sidekick and my soulmate. I am absolutely broken by this. She took care of me when I was being abused as a child, she was there to snuggle me after most of the traumatic shit in my life, she lay in bed with me all day following my suicide attempt. I can’t even begin to describe what I’ve lost and how I feel. It has been a week and I can’t pull myself together at all.

On top of this, my mother has just been diagnosed with breast cancer. Every time we think we get good news on it, it is rebuffed with worst news. Still, we remain positive and whether the chances are 15% or 85%, my mum has a lot of fight in her and I’ve chosen to stand by her and do what I can despite our rocky past. I am largely doing this alone so it’s a lot to manage and I simply don’t have the time or emotional space to manage a blog at the same time.

I am still available to rp on discord for those who understand I may disappear from time to time as atm we end up spending entire days in the hospital, running around and having tests done. I need a lot of support and it’s remarkable how few friends I’ve found myself able to count on these last few weeks. I’m not looking for anyone to lean on, just anyone that won’t cause me trouble/drama is very welcome in my life.

I want to come back to both my blogs one day but seeing as we’re tied into a chemo schedule and surgery schedule into early 2019, its gonna be some time before I can.

If you want to keep in contact with me, add my discord and let me know who you are CharmanderChar#1497, ask me for my phone number (I have WhatsApp), or contact me at @mischievouspoltergeist, my personal. I will be logged into that. However, it’s likely I will be quiet at times due to simply being overwhelmed and at the minute, very low. My bipolar is also out of control right now, and so my mood can be unstable.

[mischievouspoltergeist]

In the early hours of this morning, we said goodbye to my best friend, Pip. She was so dearly loved, and was so loving. Words cannot begin to describe how devastated I am, even knowing it was her time. She celebrated her 15th birthday in November 2017, and was part of my family since she was a puppy - we were blessed with so many years with her. She passed peacefully, wrapped in her favourite blanket. Gone but never ever forgotten 💔

[thiefakefia]

//if ur ever looking for me and cannot find me, try me over at my personal @mischievouspoltergeist or ask me for my discord/whatsapp/nakedpics/phone number 💖

[illustrisincendia]

nearriver:

“That doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try to help in any way possible.” Of course, Near could agree that in some cases there was nothing more to do, but for Matt? No, he refused to not take action. His friend was dealing with something and he couldn’t allow for him to deal with it on his own.

Who knew what other measures besides alcohol he would take as a coping mechanism?

“We can lie down.“ A gentle smile went along with his agreement, and he carefully moved to grab the noisy game console off the floor. Hitting pause to stop the sounds he then closed it and back to the floor, it went. That was much better.

Matt very nearly fell as Near moved to deal with the console. He hadn’t quite been expecting the movement, and in his drunken haze, hadn’t been paying enough attention. “Don’t go-” He protested, even knowing Near had agreed to lie down with him. His hands reached out to hold the other close, lips finding the other’s to steal a messy, demanding kiss from his lips.

When Matt pulled back, he blinked, quite unsure what he’d done. His fingers ran over his lips, confusing, as though trying to piece together what was happening, what had happened. His eyes lit up like he’d suddenly remembered they were going to go and lie down, and he made for the bed, grabbing Near’s hand in the process. 

[illustrisincendia]

lastcardstanding:

Near did not appreciate being moved away in the slightest, but that was difficult to focus on when he was being marked up in the way he so loved.  Sure, he knew there would be a reason, but it didn’t matter when Mello was doing something like that.  Mello could be forgiven, just this once.

But not for being so rude.  Honestly, it wasn’t as if…  “Fine, then,” he said, “I’ll get off if it’s so unbearable for you.”  But no, that was a thought, because Mello was kissing him immediately after and Near would be hard pressed to ignore it.  No, instead he was pulling Mello closer, nipping at his lower lip and pressing his fingers into blond hair.  Mello decidedly needed to be as close as possible.

Near... always demanding, always pushing - and Mello wasn’t strong enough to back down for fear of damaging his pride. His grip tightened on Near’s hips, pulling him flush against his body as he kissed him, teeth biting the other’s lip almost bloody. Red always looked so good against pale skin...

One hand slid higher, tracing a rough pattern over Near’s back before it reached white hair, Mello giving a firm tug. Despite himself, his hips hitched up an inch, trying to relieve some of the tension in his body.

[illustrisincendia]

lastcardstanding:

Near’s eyes were wide at that answer, because it sounded an awful lot like Mello was upset about it.  Over something that happened years ago…  He didn’t understand it, but Near knew it meant something.  It was something important…  But Near wasn’t sure what it was.

He didn’t realize he was moving until a pale hand was on a tan forearm, posture far more open than it had been a minute ago.  “Mello, they were just kids, I- … We were in Russia.  There’s no telling where they are now…  I didn’t keep track.”  There was no point, really, to holding onto past hurts.  The only possible option was to move forward.  And that included forgiving childhood disappointments.  “I can give you the names, but please don’t- … Please don’t hurt them.”

Mello looked back up at the touch on his arm, eyes meeting Near’s with a startling lack of guarding for once, the blonde’s frustration and borderline hurt very much visible.

“There’s always a way to find people.” He muttered, almost to himself, still watching Near. “Why wouldn’t you want them hurt? They could have killed you. Does that mean nothing to you at all? I want their names, and the name of the town you grew up in.”

[illustrisincendia]

mihael-kheel-roleplay:

Mello smiled against Matt’s lips when he felt the other respond. He gasped briefly as he was pulled closer but soon went back to kissing the other. He was happy things had gone well.

He nipped the others bottom lip as he finally pulled away. “That’s for teasing me.” He smirked.

“How long have you liked me though?” Mello asked curiously.

Matt’s hands pressed firmly on Mello’s lower back, intent on keeping the blonde close against him as lips left his own. A lazy smirk drew across his lips at the bite, amused by the other’s playful antics.

“Liked you?” Matt wondered aloud. “I don’t know. Since I met you? I always thought you were pretty okay.” The redhead deliberately dodged around the question before throwing one back at Mello. “How long have you wanted to kiss me?” 

[illustrisincendia]

lastcardstanding:

To the top…  Near’s eyes flicked upwards, owlish as they took in the distance of how far up the tree went.  To the top.  That was really high.  And he didn’t trust those branches.  But Mello said he had to.  He pressed his lips together firmly, considering the way up.  “Only a little.”  He had to go up…  And Mello was going to time him.  At least this was one thing he had no hope of beating the other at.

Up the tree.  Near could do this, surely.  He wasn’t very strong, but he didn’t weigh very much.  It would be alright.  Still, it didn’t make him any less hesitant as he started picking his way up the tree, far too much hesitance to truly trust the tree he was in.

Mello hit the timer as he’d said, eyes flicking between the timer and Near as the younger one climbed up. It amused him, certainly, far more than it should have done, to watch him select branches, decide the safest path. The blonde found himself briefly wishing the other would fall and injure himself - something to damage Near’s perfection.

Almost as if the weather had read his mind, the wind picked up, rustling through the bare branches Near climbed, showing just how fragile the tree really was.

“Almost halfway.” He called, even as Near approached the top of the tree, intent on making it seem further than it was to psyche the other boy out. 

[nearriver]

Cont. from (x)

@illustrisincendia

Near stared at him quizzically, wondering just where he had been the last few days. More specifically, who he had been with that left him in such a state.“You’re not.” He pressed the back of his hand to Matt’s forehead, recalling many moons ago when his mother would do it to him. It seemed not everything from their previous lives could be left behind.

Near gave no response to the request of keeping his mouth shut. He was honestly at a loss for what would be the right thing to do.

“…Did you overdose?” Matt looked so sick. The trembling is what made his mind go to drugs. What else could there be to cause this?

[illustrisincendia]

Matt’s bloodshot eyes peered up at Near as he touched him, and he resisted the urge to recoil. Every touch felt overly sensitive, Near’s fingers like cold icicles pressed against his heated skin. All that escaped Matt was a mere whimper at first, a simple reaction to the shock.

Closing his eyes, he tried to bury his face blindly into his pillow to hide away from Near’s quizzical gaze. “No.” He replied, voice muffled, then corrected himself. “...I might have... ‘m not dying though...” No, the high had long since passed, and now he just dealt with the after-effects. 

[illustrisincendia]

//Apologies for my disappearance. I wasn’t going to return until I found a new job and things settled but who knows when that will happen? Anyway, I’m going to drop a good chunk of my threads because I just have too many. I am happy to start new ones with people I don’t have any with, but will be limiting down until I get a new job. 

My old one is literally stressing me the fuck out and taking up so much of my time. Also got some shit going on in my private life with family & relationships that really doesn’t bear going into. So very stressed, very busy, but doing my best <3 Thank you all for your patience, and my PM is open if needed <3 

[thiefakefia]

[yo its my birthday, someone with magical powers make my birthday wish come true]

Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

[memexng]

Turn ask replies into threads.

If you like a response I made, you are more than allowed to just take it and make it into a thread. Some of you do this already, but others might need a bit of a verbal confirmation to let them know that they are more than allowed to do so. When I put a lot of effort into something, I really do enjoy when it sparks the need to turn things into threads with people. Whatever random situation I put our muses in normally something that I’ve wanted to write for a while, and I assume that you do too because you sent me the thing in the first place!

Write out a thing and tag me or mention me. I want to see where things go from there. Plus, who knows, if you wanted something with our muses, breaking the ice tends to make it easier to get that thing.

[thiefakefia]

[I’ll be returning back to activity most likely on Monday after my birthday on Sunday. Work is currently crushing my spirit completely and stressing me out (new boss, after I’ve done so much stuff for them already,coming in on random days to help, staying super late: can’t you work Sunday? You’re making life difficult), I’m dealing with a mixed episode, and trying to distance myself from family who just want to criticise every thing I do. Honestly one small step from packing my dog, my hamsters and some stuff in my car and disappearing for good so if you have a problem with me right now/feel like starting shit, please take it up with your nearest wall.]

[nearriver]

illustrisincendia

Mello narrowed his eyes at the simplistic response, obviously not what he had been asking. His hands tightened their grip on Near’s hips as he grew frustrated.

“Yes, I realise it was a kiss.” He hissed. “But why did you give me one? What was it for? Why did you want to?” How much more specific did Mello have to get to find the answers he was looking for? But he didn’t want Near ducking his question on a technicality again. The blonde licked over his lips unconsciously at the compliment, as if he could really taste himself.

Should he be complaining about the hold Mello had on him? He didn’t think so; a part of him even liked it. It may take away his right to run off to dodge the questions, but perhaps it was time to stop doing such a thing?

“Is it not obvious?” It took everything in him to not respond with a ‘just because’. He knew Mello was going to get the answers he was seeking one way or another.  “Because I like you.” A finger came up to start twirling a lock of white hair, suddenly feeling.. vulnerable by admitting the truth. “Plus, I was curious to know what it felt like.”

[illustrisincendia]

"If it was obvious, why would I be asking?" Mello's hot head got ahead of him, almost blowing up at Near's question. His head almost exploded at the answer he got, but not with anger. Near... Liked him? What did that even mean? They were enemies, they didn't like each other.

"What... Did it feel like for you?" He questioned.