Pyromania

at the end of it all every memory will be erased every thing will be replaced

[libertasxphoenix]

Die, Die, My Darling

Fiore will be played here now!

[libertasxphoenix]

He takes the glass gratefully and nods in gratitude as he listens. There's silence for a while before he plucks up the courage to ask again. "Is there anything you want to remember specifically? Any stories you wanna know about or anything you want me to explain?"

Fiore hums a little, letting out a soft sigh as he stares at his counter tops. Even just within those he sees a little too much, a pain that rivals the bite of a tattoo needle shooting through his skull everytime he glances around the apartment. There are hundreds of them, scattered upon the walls and in the bed and on the floor -- everywhere he looks.

Shaking his head, he offers a shaky smile, and lets out a trembling breath. "I don't think... it would all make sense to me in the end anyways. But I can see it all... It's just so tangled."

[libertasxphoenix]

He wants to say a beer or some form of alcohol to calm the ache in his bones. But he knows better than to drown himself in the depressant. "Just water thanks." He smiles softly, pushing himself off the floor to follow him to the kitchen. "It doesn't look like you've lived in this apartment for a while." He comments, reflexively fixing the brushes scattered across the table into a neater collection. "Did you move?"

"Water? Can do."

He nods a few times an lets a small smile curve over his lips as he slides over to the cupboard. Pulling out a glass, he fills it with water, and then turns to face the male, a soft hum leaving him. Leaning back against the counter, he hums a little, and holds out the water.

"I've been sick for the past two-ish weeks. I was staying at this other place during that time to keep anyone from knowing where I was."

He hums, and licks over his lips as he sighs.

"Someone I know bought me a house of sorts, and I use it for all my newer work, so this place isn't as messy as usual. But I didn't move, no."

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        The look on his face as he looks back up at him nearly made his heart melt, but instead of letting it show, he smiled at him. “I am sappy…Maybe it’s because of all the love songs I’ve had to write lately.” He chuckled as lips met his, letting his hand slowly fall from it’s position to rest on the other’s arm. “You respect me? Is that it? Ah…That was hot. Please do it again sometime.” He murmured, tilting his head up to press another kiss to his nose.

[libertasxphoenix]

      "Doooon't lie to me, you're totally in love with me.~" He giggles a little, and pecks his lips a few times more before pull his head back a little. "Mm, that's totally it. If I didn't respect you, I wouldn't worship you the way I did." He smirks, scooting forward on the counter to press their bodies firmly together. "Mmm... I'll do it again, but I'd rather do it in private this time, you know..." He nods, laughing a little. "But I wouldn't mind doing it again... You're fucking hot when you're turned on and needy."

[m1n-te-blog]

BOYFRIEND / GIRLFRIEND/ DATEMATE APPLICATION

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Name:  Gender: Height: Orientation: Age: Eye Color:  Hair Color: Smoking?:  Drinking?: Drugs?: Job: Favorite Color: Favorite Band: Siblings: Tattoos?: Favorite Book?: Perfect Date: Hobbies: Why should I pick you?: Why do you even want to date me?:

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I swear to God I’m just going to keep reblogging until I finally get a response

[libertasxphoenix]

He smiles softly and nods looking over at the other boxes. "Do you wanna keep remembering stuff or looking through these? Or do you wanna take a break for now?" He asks gently, reaching out to play with his fingers tenderly.

He lets out a soft hum, and shifts a little, lips pursing. He knows what he wants, but it's a bad idea, it has to be. So he offers a timid smile, and shakes his head a little before sitting up. "I want to keep remember, but... we can stop looking through these for now, hm?" Nodding a few times, he sighs, and then carefully pushes himself up to stand.

"Do you want anything to drink?"

[duwbu]

[ozthethird-archive-blog]

 I AM THE GREAT AND POWERFUL WIZARD OF OZ

 Everyone’s heard the story of the ‘Wonderful Wizard of Oz’ — However no one knows the truth behind well spun words, of the mystery of the Wizard himself. Yes, the Wizard went back to his homeland after his balloon accidentally took off — but does anyone know what became of him afterwards? Well, he returned to Oz of course! Normal human life was to boring, so he went back to the mystical realm and started a new legend and a family.

However behind the lovely citizen’s of Oz backs, the Wizard came up with a scheme. A scheme to make sure his legacy went on for generations to come. He was old, and needed a successor — but at the same time he didn’t want to give up the role to someone who wasn’t family, or get rid of the great title he had. So, why not just make himself younger right? The perfect plan, by the perfect conartist. Now the citizens believe the Wizard has achieved eternal youth, and the old wizard gets to stay in his fantasy forever while younger versions of himself go around and do the dirty work. All of which are named ‘Oz’. What could possibly go wrong when ‘Oz’ takes ‘another’ trip back to the real world, right? It’s not like any evil witches are after him or anything.

        My name is Oscar Zoroaster Phadrig Isaac Norman Henkle Emmannuel Ambroise Diggs

              But please, just call me Oz.

Hover : ♕ ♕ ♕ ♕ ♕ ♕

[libertasxphoenix]

"Someone feed me and play with my hair, please!"

[libertasxphoenix]

He bites his lip gently, memories of the day Fiore had disappeared running through his head. He looks away, the smile falling away slowly. "Did you want me to tell you about that day? When you disappeared I mean." Its a quiet question and even though they haven't walked through a lot of the memories, it is one that they would have had to come to eventually.

"I don't remember it..."

He murmurs, head shaking, a soft frown lacing over his lips. He's being honest -- he's had several reincarnations since the disappearance, and he wasn't sure if his mind would ever let him remember something that would be potentially emotionally threatening. Sighing softly, he sits up again, and looks over at the male, offering a small smile.

"But... maybe that's best, hm? Maybe... since we've found each other again, it's just... best to forget about it."

[libertasxphoenix]

magic anon~ fiore is now a girl for two days~ your wish is my command~ idek how magic anon stuff works but let's ignore that~

"Well well well, it feels good to be out and about. I haven't gotten to play in so long."

[libertasxphoenix]

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[libertasxphoenix]

Rubbing his back gently, Penn smiles and kisses his hair. "You were home later than I thought you would. I made ramyeon for you before I took a shower and passed out in bed." He explains, a quiet laugh slipping past his lips. "So I snore huh?"

".... Ah, how did I leave you. You sound so sweet..."

He frowns, the words not meant to be hurtful, but truly curious. He didn't understand how he could walk away from someone who seemed as sweet as Penn, especially considering it seemed he loved this male before. Sighing softly, he nods, and carefully lays himself down onto the floor, eyes closing.

"That's what I heard, mhm."

[libertasxphoenix]

Fiore does have a female half. She's almost always quiet though. Somedays she shows through in Fiore's desire to walk around in cute underwear and stockings.

But for the most part, she lies dormant. The only instances she normally comes out, are during reincarnations, when it's decided whether he's going to come back as a male or female. And it's rare that his male half doesn't win out.

Her name is Annea. ( Ann - ay - ya )

[libertasxphoenix]

"You were always so quick to praise me in French 'bon garcon' or something like that whenever I did something or followed your instructions." He looks through another box and pulls it out, fishing out another artwork. "I didn't know you drew me while I slept too.." he murmurs more to himself as he hands the drawing over to Fiore. "Does this spark anything at all?"

"Good boy. That's what that means."

He smiles a little fondly at the sound of the words leaving the other's lips, and nods a few times before looking down at the piece the male draws from the box. There's the curve of the other's back, the tangled sheet around his form, the lick of his tattoo and the brush of his hair over his eyes. Fiore smiles, and lets out a soft sigh, teeth clenching as another sharp pain shoots through his skull.

"Nn.... fuck-- you were.... Ah, shit... I smell ramyeon, and... I can't..."

Shaking his head, he presses his hand to his temple.

"There's a cool breeze, and I can hear-- I can hear you snoring a little.... That's... that's it..."

[libertasxphoenix]

Automatically, Penn reaches up and gently runs his fingers through his hair as his rests his head on his shoulder. "There were times, any time during the day when I would have my shirt off and you would just take a sharpie and write all over my back and my tattoo." He chuckles quietly. "You'd speak to me in French and tried to teach me some but I'd just reply to you in Korean or Cordelican dialect." He gently strokes the hairs on the nape of his neck.

"Oh!"

This time, remembering doesn't hurt, but there's a flash of something that spins through his head at the words, and he smiles brightly, sitting up to look at the male.

"I remember that... I remember the one time I drew cherry blossoms all the way up your right side..."

He nods a few times, and then relaxes again, nose wrinkling as he stares down at the box the other is rummaging through while his head slowly falls back down to the other's shoulder. It's instinctual entirely, but overall, it feels comforting. The solid weight of the other makes him feel safe. Humming a little at the words, he nods a few times.

"Mm, sounds like me... I always wish I could speak to the people I care about in my native tongue."

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