𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕖

❝ I'll be the manifestation OF a ( developing ) p o l a r o i d. only to be SWAYED and ( persuaded ) to come into focus by THE tickle of ( murmured ) w i n d AND golden embers of light. ❝

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[kyeinnx-blog]

||: tbh I got no excuses but feel like proper baked potato on after heat is there no end to this scorch. I’ll get to stuff ( later ) yes but hello event who of y’all defence peeps wants the pleasure of putting up with Kain’s ass for the duration of it? come drop me offerings of ice cream and plotting and we’re a go~ ouo

[kyeinnx-blog]

ᵛᶦᵇʳᵃᶰᶜᵉ ⌖ |ᵐᵃʳᵏ﹠ᵏᵃᶦᶰ|

     HECTIC past few days filled with mundane annoyance in form of deciding courses to take and what he personally wished to gain from each, not expecting any great result but he’s vowed to try at the very least for entirely selfish purpose, yet he was steadfast in pretending whispering desperation hadn’t made nest somewhere between ribs, a poking reminder when he twisted the wrong way, when he merely breathed these days. He can’t quite decide whether finding himself in this environment was any easier -- disregarding people because screw all of them -- but worry was left untouched in order to focus on the practicality of need, what’d he’d chosen to pursue.

     BUT this whole predicament was grating on nerves in more ways than one, boredom had not eased but instead been layered with utter disdain, and he’s trying not to pay mind to the glaringly obvious conclusion he should of come to before agreeing this was any good direction to take; cons far outweighed whatever pros he could scrape up. Too late for that now. He’s not a quitter either, damned if he doesn’t try to see this through now that he’s started.

     MIND ruled by thoughts pertaining mainly to this all and the slow dawning understanding he can’t find escape in the form of work, of any nature beside updating blog, which brought Kyein leaning into the next best option even on the risk of having to fend off potential overly curious entities, pulling out the heavy system camera he’s had for a few years instead of the newer one generally carried with him for the unplanned shots. He wouldn’t go as far as to label it therapeutic but photographing calmed him in different way than a few things ever could these days, understanding the working of mechanics and how to adjust settings, capturing small moments of appreciation, hobby far more enjoyable and stress free compared to any physical kind, not to mention usually having to deal with no people. 

     MINDLESSLY wandering for minutes steps led him eventually outside, small gratitude felt for lack of too many mutants loitering about as it was well into the evening already, sun well in the way of disappearing below horizon but casting yet rays of warmth upon the scenery. He much preferred if it’d been down already, but the view accentuated by shadows cast on the ground and corners of structures were appealing in contrast, so he couldn’t complain too much, and it doesn’t take long before he’s lost in the frame of mind adopted for acquiring a shot deemed quality enough he might post online after a slight re-touch, or none at all.

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                                       MEET CRAVEN, KYEIN !

Also known as     K A I N     he’s a   24-year-old     ( DECTECTOR )   from     S O U T H   K O R E A    and an aspiring hero at the    N E X U S   I N S T I T U T E !   Intrigued? Learn more!

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[kyeinnx-blog]

casually rolls in eons later-- uh wow sorry I disappeared but had no access to computer pretty much most of the weekend or time to even get on, and got back home just the other day orz

it saddens me the event threads were left so short and plans were ruined aih sorry to those all I was threading or planning stuff with ;; I’ll get to what I owe/messages soon and get shit moving aight just lemme... find motivation ha

ps. summer still sucks and I continue on suffering

pps. kkt keeps acting like a lil bitch

psps. i got ice cream & strawberries so whatever

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Shaking his head as he chuckled, Alec couldn’t help but not take Kain seriously in that conversation. He was always such a grumpy person, complaining about everything and everyone, even Alec being the subject of those exact complaints. Coming to Nexus Institute had originally been Alec’s idea but it would also be beneficial for Kain, somehow. “Mini-mes? Well, that must be heaven to you then!” He replied, a smug smirk on his lips forming. “Aiiish cut that out, you emo kid.” 

He was used to Kain’s speech but it didn’t mean he would always enjoy it. That was not the time to say silly things like that, specially since they were in a place whose goals was to turn people stronger. Alec decided to ignore another comment from the boy, he was not in the mood to pick on Kain anymore, otherwise he would get slapped or kicked. “You know silly, introducing yourselves and some small chit-chat… Psssh, look who I’m asking, of course you didn’t.” 

[kyeinnx-blog]

     IT had not taken much the past day in terms of hammering a pulsing regret into veins, tasted rotten on bitten tongue for all the curses he’s swallowed because dammit this wasn’t high school he’s grown past that. Except no, the male clearly had not shed all nastier tendencies but he’s certainly never intended to pretend to be any sort of better man with morals no less tainted than patience, or upholding tolerance for childish foolishness and the absolute .  ❝I said worse. You alone deserve throne at the first level of hell.❞ But he’s not saying that as a bad thing, necessarily, knowing he’d be three more levels down himself. ❝Shut up. I’m tempted to cut my eyes out to stop hallucinating prancing brats all over the place.❞

     SOFT groan sounding at mere idea of suggestion, hand is lifted with thumb and index finger rubbing into closed eyes, not expecting it to help any in dispersing the image behind lids Alec so helpfully aided in bringing to surface, or headache thundering in some distance of consciousness.  ❝And then I enjoyed a relaxing, civilised moment upon coffee and laughs. Of course I fucking didn’t. Why are you even asking if you know that much.❞

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Three is (not) a crowd ; Kainecson

@kyeinnx | @nxjackson

“Alright, sounds good. See ya in a bit.” 

Hanging up the call, Alec would  grin widely and make himself happy with the slight plan he had come across with. He knew exactly it wouldn’t be easy or nice, but this was all for the best and Kain would eventually just, deal with it. Reaching to their dorm, Alec opened the door quickly and shouted. “Yo, are you ready? Let’s go slowpoke.” He had been cooped up for too long in that place and getting away from the Institute was needed to keep his sanity.

He reached for his gloves and jacket, made sure he had keys, id and his phone and just waited for Kain, sitting on his own bed. “Dude, you have no idea how much I need to not see this school. Please hurry the fuck up.” He sighed, heading to the door and just standing there, restless and leaned against the wall.

[kyeinnx-blog]

     ATTENTION rather focused for once on the content he’s been reading on for past half an hour or so, extracting parts of articles and comments alike to form coherent argument against for no other reason but own self-entitled pleasure found in such and kindling for hope he may not stand alone in conviction, but usually response was scaling on the positive so perhaps he gained tiny amount of enjoyment in feeding ego. He’s deep into the whole thing which was why Kyein barely took note when sensing Alec approaching the shared room, used to ignoring presence he’s (un)fortunately attuned to on a scale far surpassing those of lowly strangers or whatever acquaintances.

     WHICH of course was stupid of him to do, because the moment door flied open and unnecessarily loud decibel used to deliver greeting penetrated concentration he’s startled out of any coherent train of thought, sentence halted. ❝Shut the fuck up. I was in the middle of work.❞ White lie. Glancing back to the screen at blinking cursor with imploring glare, he settled on accepting defeat as it’d be far too much energy wasted to tell Alec to piss off by himself when agreed plan had been for the both of them to put very much needed distance between their sanity and the school. Whatever, he can deal with this shit later.

     SLAMMING laptop shut, gently mind you, Kyein pushed himself up with a sigh and gathered what little possessions were needed, wallet and phone, keys which were tucked into safety of casual suit jacket he shrugged on, sunglasses, mournfully leaving earphones behind, throwing a passively irked glance at fussing friend. ❝Oh so it’s okay to bitch about this shithole when it’s convenient for your highness.❞ Mildly amused snort directed at Alec he cast a final glance at the room, not really to check if he needed anything but to prolong the male’s suffering until he walked over to push him out of the way and exit the room, soon the whole damned institute, ❝Let’s get out of here, I’ve been itching for days.❞

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With the other complain, Alec just looked at him his chin low and his expression yelling that he was done. “Are you kidding me? You honestly think that woman would stop herself even when I told her not to. Don’t you remember the dozens of times she almost pushed food down your throat?” Alec simply ignored the part he had called him spoiled. There was no use in arguing about it since he knew Kain wouldn’t change his mind, not that he was completely wrong. “And you little brat, you know most of the money I’ve earned ever since I came to Korea has been for her.” 

Letting that one go, Alec plainly laughed at the drama queen on the bed next to him. “You sound like a 14 year old whose life no one understand and wears raccoon eyes. And I wouldn’t call her a transformer, she just has this cool armor. Dude please, you would love to ride one of those things, don’t even try to convince me otherwise.” Alec got up glancing at the AC and took a better look at it. “Yeah I can fix this. Once my toolbox gets here.” Getting back to Kain, Alec sat next to him, slapping his leg very lightly. “Have you met anyone? Hey, grumpy old man.” 

[kyeinnx-blog]

      ❝What almost.❞ Nose wrinkled slightly in adoring memory of times he’s barely survived through, tone dryer than the air weighing down on them.  ❝Yeah money she uses on you too dimwit. Point stands.❞ The money hadn’t been what he meant anyway, but honestly it would be easy to argue to his favour over statement uttered from any angle so, whatever.

     THE dramatic sigh pushing past lips was more for added effect to humour his friend for yet another dumb description, but he felt the tremor all the way to the pitch black corners of soul. ❝No one around here seems to understand basic function of no and what it stands for even when spit at their fugly face. God it’s like mini you’s everywhere. Except worse. Somehow. Speak for yourself, I don’t see any joy in squeezing into some tin can of doom. Maybe if I start feeling properly suicidal. Odds are looking favourable so far in that progression so hey you might be fuckin’ right for once.❞

     REASSURING as promise he’d already expected to hear was, however mildly so, it didn’t help any right now. ❝Tell it to get here faster.❞ Small snort, energy found to knock knee lightly against Alec’s back in retaliation more of a habitual reaction than anything, ❝Define ‘met’.❞

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Déjà Vécu (past) ; Alec & Kain

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Standing there, just looking at him and waiting for him to answer to his questions. The seconds seemed minutes and Alec’s body was getting tension all over it, his knuckles closed as he was able to and Kain was simply there, the uninterested face he always had like nothing in this world could get to him. It was something that always amused Alec but in that moment, the poker face had no other effect than make him even more annoyed. Kain’s words came out and they weren’t helping, Alec was just getting more raged thought inside his mind. He loved that boy that was for sure, but Kain also was able to get the worst from him, specially after two years with no sign of him.

Of course he didn’t feel guilty, why in the world would he. The boy just went according his wished and did what he simply wanted to and Alec had no authority whatsoever. But still, giving hints of his wish to leave and then blankly do it without a word was not something that would go unnoticed, not after Alec opened his little world to Kain. Sensitive ass. Fucking brat.

He wanted to punch him but as soon the other just stood there, Alec’s rage was being replaced with relief and nostalgy. As much unpleasant it was to feel sort of abandoned by the second person he ever trusted, it was good to have him back. Ready to engage towards Kain, Alec would embrace the youngest, simply hugging him for several seconds, making sure there was no actual skin contact so he wouldn’t hurt Kain. If he didn’t wish to explain himself and explain the reasons behind his actions, Alec could simply let it go and now that he had found Kain, all he wanted as to never let him vanish again. “Are you hungry? I could use some sushi to be honest…” 

[kyeinnx-blog]

     EXPECTANCY held for argument to break the tense silence falling upon them Kyein jutted chin up, act of signalling he all but dared the other to hurl more useless questions at him just so he could slam them down. None forthcoming however he didn’t feel relief for avoided confrontation, nor annoyance Alec gave up easy but an emptiness echoing back in muted tone, yet it came with familiarity of knowledge they had never been the kind of acquaintances-- friends he almost loathed to admit, to make an unnecessarily big deal about any matter.

     TRUST. Naive little thing he had abandoned at the door of the orphanage without second thought when he’d taken leave, had spent no amount of time longing after or desired to visit for no one but himself, yet mind was an odd organism, steered by impulses and memories filling in the holes and despite everything the past two years had caused he found it almost disgustingly effortless to recognise not all had changed. In either of them.

     STILL, the hug was a bit too much, the male recoiling back when Alec stepped into his space with what he’d assumed was for smacking him or inducing whatever bodily harm the older would have felt was appropriate for his actions, which he’d quite possibly grudgingly agreed to have been entirely justified now, but instead does the unspeakable. It’s beyond awkward, he’s too startled to even think of returning the gesture and wouldn’t have done so to begin with, arms glued to the sides. ❝What are you, twelve?❞ Voice sounded almost snappy, but the words rush out in a mutter and sigh followed soon after, less of a glower in gaze when Alec unhanded him at last.

     UNSURE what to make of the offer -- it can’t be that fucking easy -- he bypasses answering entirely in favour of addressing the actually important subject here, which the other seemed to have all but forgotten already. Eyes fall on the wet splat on concrete surrounding the mutant’s head, body sprawled across the ground and very much dead. Though accusation frames words and exasperated resignation carries them, features seem near impassive, ❝That was my target. Couldn’t have fucking waited until we were done with this instead of going trigger happy on his ass? Waste of money I could have made. Money you owe me now.❞ Feral grin pointed at the male he jabs finger against toned chest, not necessarily joking, but he didn’t expect Alec to do jackshit about it. Moreover, he was curious to know what business he’d been on here, own ‘work’ the least of Kyein’s worries.

[kyeinnx-blog]

ˢᵗᶦᶫᶫ ᶜᵒᵘᶰᵗᶦᶰᵍ (ᵃᶫᶫ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃˢˢʰᵒᶫᵉˢ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ) ⌖ |ˢᵖᶦʳᵒˢ﹠ᵏᵃᶦᶰ|

  PEOPLE encountered within the academy were a special breed of nosy and annoyingly persistent he’s had misfortune to realize upon handful of interactions, but most at the very least possessed enough fucking sense to proceed with the proper action of returning favour of ignorance, something he can’t wholly feel grateful for still because he’s never quite able to tune them out either, but it’s a vast improvement compared to the few splinters beneath skin.

  BLAME would be own to a degree as he had perhaps operated under idiotic and far too good of a belief to be true, a notion the male in hindsight should of have taken into consideration in case of happenstance of utter inconvenience. Such as this bullshit.

 PROBLEM would have been easily enough sidestepped if the two students who had been insistent initially were the type to take no for an answer, but apparently even school as the likes of this ridiculous farce operating under supposed order had even bigger elitist fuckasses for nuisance than the general population. Curt disagreements -- goddamn plural these morons owned less brain cells and self-preservation than a starving drug addict -- had fallen to deaf ears, and when he had attempted to do the heroic thing here to save all of them from further harm he’d acquired snarled suggestion under pretend pleasantry.

  THAT could have went entirely disregarded by Kyein with a quiet and still heartfelt ‘fuck off’ had the guy not landed hand on shoulder with clear intend on halting him. Fingers twitch in tandem of mouth drawn into a tight scowl and ticking countdown to how close he’s to drawing knife out since it would seem words were useless against these monkeys. ❝I’m giving you four seconds to get your hand off me in one piece. That’s the only warning, even a brainless shitstain like you should be able to process that.❞ Gaze had stayed forward, he couldn’t bother to entertain them with any minimal attention this point on, but then the male decides to yank Kyein backwards to force glare to fall on his unsightly face. You want to take the hard way out then.

  FRONT of shirt grasped in white knuckled fury and cracked arrogance he didn’t care to glimpse at any closer, at all, harshly whispered words he honestly was paying no attention to the male pulled out a small butterfly knife from pocket where it’d laid in wait patiently, flick of wrist accompanying the telltale click of weapon at the ready. Steely gaze was fixed on the other guy hovering close for a short flash, a warning, Kyein would go for it if he attempted anything or not. Better fucking stay still until I’m done with your friend.

@nxjihoon

[kyeinnx-blog]

ᵉᶰᵗᵉʳ ᵈᵒᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵃᵛᶫᵒᵛ ⌖ |ᵇᶫᵃᶰᶜʰᵉ﹠ᵇᶦˢʰᵒᵖ﹠ᵏᵃᶦᶰ| ( ᵉᵛᵉᶰᵗ )

    ANNUAL Ribbon Games. Stupidest fucking thing he’s heard in the past, oh less than few days he’s suffered inside the institute walls, which was saying a fair lot considering he’s possibly contemplated compiling a legitimate list of top five dumbest situations he’s had to deal with already which would all of been avoided with bliss of ignorance if everyone got on with the program that he wasn’t trying to play hard to get or any vague shitty act of such otherwise.

    THIS grandeur sport seemed to only turn it worse, if possible, whilst he’d so far managed to go through morning without unwelcome encounters gazes followed movement for a whole different and new kind of motive. This did not bode well with him whatsoever, initially not interested in actually participating in the game since he failed to see any valid point or purpose without merit -- the money offered was not needed -- but he wasn’t that inclined to simply hand over ribbon to Alec either, if for no other reason just to not allow him smugness for easy win. Small pleasures.

    YET even Kyein would admit witnessing the few clashes taking place around halls already were entertaining enough to watch from distance, judging the pathetic and potentially less so attempts the few impatient had carried out and almost, just almost daring for them to try him. Not that he’d look forward to fighting or mustering the energy to fend off brave idiots deciding he’d be any good target, but it’d be mildly amusing to see how they would go about that. Considering he’s very much tied the sashes together and wrapped around waist, pulled through hoops of jeans and mostly covered by hoodie so the only way he’d expect anyone would snatch one off him without pulling his pants off was that they wouldn’t, so regardless of outcome by the end of this circus he’s certain in conclusion he’d be losing none of own without full consent. He had no qualms pulling out a knife even on his friend, if tries are being made.

     DESPITE wading in and out of constant state of minor caution, for skirmishes to be circled around more or less safe distance and the less expected attempts on him, he still had opted for music to mute sounds around though in volume he was able to sense possible incoming threat, if he cared to focus enough. Walking anywhere seemed to be just asking for trouble, especially alone, but he felt no worry for such at current moment, mind far removed from the game and focused rather on what he’s to do with classes. Another headache inducing issue.

@nxdoyeon || @nxsehun

[kyeinnx-blog]

ᵐʸ ᶰᵉʳᵛᵉˢ, ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵈᵃʸ ᵗᵒᵒᶫ ⌖ |ᶦᶰʰᵃ﹠ᵏᵃᶦᶰ| ( ᵉᵛᵉᶰᵗ )

[nxinha-blog]

she’s really not a fighter. not that inha wasn’t good, if anything six months of attending close combat classes can draw potential out of the most clumsy of limbs (not that she was clumsy either though she did have her moments), but to her core, there was little preference for real fighting. real going in on other’s throats, real violence. no, inha supposes she doesn’t have that kind of intent or balls in her. 

but that’s a good thing, isn’t it? not everything is about fighting.

never-mind the fact that she was training to be a “hero”.

as it was, there was other things that could be done in place of fighting—this time specifically, for the ribbon games (and specifically with a certain mint haired male), violence wasn’t needed. really, she only needed to be super super annoying persistent. a strong suit. and kyein, whether he liked to show it or not, was exceptionally weak when it came to tolerating her kind of personality. still, though, she wanted to be his friend.

fortunately, it hadn’t taken too long for inha to find him, lips already working up a smile charming as her steps take her to the lone male sitting in the library, ears perking with his premature refusal. aw, come on. she didn’t even say anything yet. “no?” inha questions, smile curving further as she not too gracefully drops in the empty spot beside him. “double no? oppa, you don’t even know what i was going to say.”

here, her tongue clicks, expression turning mischievious, smug almost. “i was going to ask you if you wanted me to leave you alone… but i guess you don’t.” inha sighs happily, leaning into him just a bit. “i guess you want to be my friend after all.”

[kyeinnx-blog]

     IMPASSIVE gaze followed her movements with irked wariness but he couldn’t bother to hold specific suspicion as that’d require far too much attention to her person and away from work which actually deserved it, calculating probability of time it would take for her to give up if he chose to outright ignore all attempts she laid out in the open, for whatever motive. He could guess this time’s one easy enough, none the more delighted.

     HE casts a mildly dirty glance at the girl as she cheerfully dropped next to him without any pregame or even common courtesy of asking for permission to disturb, -- kids were fucking rude these days -- and Kyein scooted away as far as he could which wasn’t a whole lot unfortunately, clear distaste downturning mouth.  ❝Frankly I don’t want or care to hear anything you have to say. If you’re checking to see whether that’s changed tough luck.❞ Focus shifting back on screen and the interrupted paragraph about environmental goddamn damage of all topics he’s somehow ended up ranting about this time, not for the first time certainly but one of his readers had dropped a rather interesting link to an article he’d initially simply shrugged off but day later now he’s eight more linked pages deep into this shit. Go figure.

     WHAT was this brat’s problem? Was she simply not understanding clear words or she had nothing better to do than annoy those who’d rather she kindly fucked off and granted them peace of mind, he wanted nothing to do with her in whatever case.

     IF his posture had not already been screaming passively defensive and go away he shrunk further into himself when feeling the girl shift closer due some moronic spout of inspiration he didn’t want to question, resolutely keeping eyes on the text. He’s almost settled on disregarding presence as much as capable, but a wry laugh leaves as exhale, ❝Sure, in the way a spider would want to be a leafhoppers friend.❞ Sarcasm though dulled was still evident in tone, yet dropped as fast as it had appeared, ❝Now shut up and move or I’m leaving.❞

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[kyeinnx-blog]

OK so apparently tumblr decided it’d be a great fucking idea to eat most my messages thanks. Sorry for all those who have been waiting to hear from me I haven’t forgotten you or been ignoring you peeps universe simply has it out for my ass what else is new. Dealing with the rest of lost thoughts and then replies now that I have mild motivation, sit tight aight~

And hey anyone else wanting to plot you’re free to come yell at my inbox/chat/face there’s about 101% chance I’ll say yes. there’s still a load of open plots that need filling too ;>

[kyeinnx-blog]

ᶰᵉʳᵛᵉ ⌖

     ARRIVAL had been barely day ago, not even, meagre number of hours passing in a flash upon taking on necessary motions to settle down which he’d near entirely discarded anyway and opted for less annoying and energy consuming act of falling straight to bed instead, only to spend hours wading between blur of consciousness and a static dream state, headache eventually dimming into dull nothingness. He’d intended do little else before joining in for classes and what else bullshit he’s signed up for here which Kyein looks forward to in no measure whatsoever, environment of a school and vast amount of mingling students, not to mention mutants every last one of them, he’s considered ritualistic sacrifice a handful of times. No gods hold his belief, but fuck if some holier power isn’t needed soon to step in.

     LUNCH was dealt with easy enough, ignoring the grating decibel of noise all around and Alec’s mood, company welcomed yet far too jovial for anyone’s safety or sanity. Declining offer to join in watching the male’s class he’d chosen to wander around in half-hearted, forced attempt to familiarize with the paths and locations so not to cause himself more of a headache dashing about when actual need to find right room or corner of the institute came forth.

     HE had tired of that quick enough, yet instead of preferred retreat to confinement of smaller space with higher chance of avoiding people he took refuge in the library, small delight found in silence and stationary atmosphere as he relaxed in seat taken at corner table after quick perusal of books in the possession of the school. Faint melody of music filtering through earphones still jammed in tight Kyein flipped open a semi-random picked book he’d chosen to entertain self with for time being, gaze sliding across pages in a slow pace in search for interest until he drops that aimless proceeding too, brown hues shifting to take in the scenery seen through ceiling high windows and mind picking at threads of thought brought to life earlier, what he needed to do.

[kyeinnx-blog]

tracker + update

owed

mark ( starter )

jihoon ( starter )

alec ( past para )

waiting

alec

inha ( event )

sehun &/or doyeon? ( event starter )

eunbi ( starter ) I assume you’re writing it but hey I can too?

open ( event )

plotting

everyone?

if you’re not included

be now

Anyway hello I’ll try to write stuff but honestly this heat is killing me inside out my brains are mush, don’t expect me to be anything but a snail until summer’s over sorry. and probably a lil selective with threads ;^;

some additions have appeared to all of the below pages so do check if you could, especially if we are threading or plotting. specifically the rules this isn’t a request I seriously do need you guys to read them through please thank ♥

rules

plots

bio ( no particular changes but ay nudgenudge )