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@loreliei
hello! it’s highly likely that i'll officially move seo to my multimuse bc managing multiple blogs is too hard orz
i’m alive, but at what cost?
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?
TAGGED BY: @conseille ( you tagged me months back oops ) TAGGING: anyone? it’s so dead here orz
YOUR RESULT: ‘I miss you’ texts
long nights full of yearning and fantasies... intimate secrets you'd be embarrassed to say out loud... passionately reuniting once again... you want a love that is desperate and passionate, you want someone that will make you feel like you’re living a romance novel. you want to feel the fire burning in your chest when you see them. you want every touch to feel like fireworks, and to discover something new about them every day. while this addicting fire can be fun to chase, try not to drop every lover once the flame seems to have died down. sometimes the most intense burn comes from the fire you continue to kindle, and it is worth it to settle in front of a hearth.
‘ aa…. you have the voice of an angel.’ what a unexpected surprise in the path home from his commute. teenagers these days were really talented, uh? and had zero embarrassment to boot— singing in the bus, not caring what people thought of you. that took guts. ‘ are you practicing for a school play or something like that? ‘
@loreliei
Oh, was she singing out loud? While most would become embarrassed at the idea, she merely shrugs her shoulders in the way that says she gets those compliments a lot. Which, she has--far too many times really that it becomes a conditioned response to respond with: "Huh? Ah, thanks." She plucks off one side of her earbuds then, fixing her attention on the other with a blank stare. "Nah. It's for my upcoming choir competition. I'm aiming to take home two trophies this time."
nenegyo. / nene.
Surely, Seo-senpai did listened to what she was trying to point out… right? It would be a big trouble for both of them to be caught by someone, especially around this time. Students leave hours ago but sneaking into the school at night was fun, was what she wanted to say if only she couldn’t see SUPERNATURALS. Nene blinked her scarlet hues with disbelief before a sigh escaped her lips. Right, she forgot that the girl before her never learn how to give up.
Sadako-chan, she almost snorted while covering her lips to stop herself from laughing at the name. How would Hanako felt once he heard that someone get mistaken of the legendary school rumour, Hanako-san of the Toilet? “ I-It’s Hanako-san… Seo-senpai. Sadako is another ghost story but let’s put that aside. If you wanted to see Hanako-kun… I mean, Hanako-san that much, we should go to the RUMOURED toilet in that old school building? ” She replied, pointing out to the old building.
Sadoko-chan, Hanako-san--they were all the same to Yuzuki. Ghosts with a mystery behind their names, and waiting to be hunted. Or maybe proven would be the correct term here. Yuzuki knew first-hand how rumors could spiral out of control and paint a big picture out of the smallest of things. Though in her case, they somehow depicted her as an angel out of all things. Inwardly, she smiles at the thought, more out of maliciousness than anything. There was nothing like having the power to crush the hopes and dreams of her (read: Lorelei) supporters in the palm of her hands.
"Yup, that's the plan." Simple and easy, just the way she liked it. "I read online that this Hanako guy resides on the third floor of the girl's bathroom." She informs, recalling the research she did the night before starting their nightly adventure. After all, preparedness was key-- or something like that. "Sounds like a perv, if you ask me." She makes a face then, nose wrinkling in disgust. "He probably died doing some last-minute peeping. Can't say if it was a good or bad way for him to go."
@loreliei said: “ i’ve accepted my fate. ” / poetry starters [ accepting ]
Shinji carefully glances up from the boring magazine that he’s been reading. Almost anything is enough to catch his attention, and this isn’t something he hears every day. Coming from his senpai, of all people. “Um… what do you mean…?” He has no idea what she’s thinking, but dares to ask anyway ( it’s natural law at this point ). Is it about homework….?
One particular Saturday (read: boring) finds Yuzuki like this: lazily laying flat on her back, arms and legs spread far and wide, with an equally just-as-bored Shinji by her side. She's always had a tendency to speak her mind, something along the lines of act first, think later. Yes, the actual philosophy is usually the other way around, but this is Yuzuki we're talking about here, so it fits just fine.
"I've accepted my fate," she repeats, tilting her head up to look the other right in the eye. "...I really am an awesome chick, aren't I?"
heavy sigh is promptly expressed & blond locks are momentarily shook both to & fro as a single hand is brought to rest ‘pon his face . ❛ can ya please put my cat down ? we talked about this . shia isn’t a baby … ❜ ( starter » @loreliei / 💛 )
“C’moooon, lighten up, Masa,” drawls Yuzuki, fixing him with a blank stare. Presently, the said cat (read: baby) was being held high up into the air, flying--as Yuzuki proclaims it as. "Lookit! Shia's shakin' with pure joy."
*strokes chin* inbox call?
@loreliei asked: “Would have, could have, should have, didn’t.”
Mun admits they stan Blackpink || Accepting
“Don’t talk like there’s no time or it’s too late.” Yuki’s voice sounds less like he’s trying to comfort the other and more like he’s commanding it. His crossed arms and down turned lips show an annoyance at that response. “There’s always time to look better. Like taking your hair down or putting it into a higher ponytail. It’ll make you look better, maybe.” He reaches toward the hairband in her hair as though he’s going to give her a makeover right then and there. Despite his rude words he does see a lot of beauty potential in the girl. Even with such a ‘disheveled’ look, as he’d describe it, she had a certain charm about her. She could have look incredibly elegant if she put more effort forward. He was simply trying to help with that.
“You think so?” Twirling said ponytail in question, she briefly thinks over his suggestion. While she can imagine the appeal, it’s not like she really needed it either. Humbly speaking, with or without a high ponytail, she was still scoring high in the looks department. As a matter of fact, if she switched her style up now, then that’d only give other students more to be envious about. Aside from her athleticism and singing prowess--it just wouldn’t be fair to the rest of the world. After all, part of her journey towards being a philanthropist was to be generous to all. At least, that’s how she thinks it goes.
Wait a second. Now that she really thinks about it--
“...Hey,” she moves away from his supposed helping hand, tone suddenly serious and taking on the offensive, “was all that just some roundabout way to call me ugly?”
WE ARE THE RECKLESS YOUTH , [ …… ] fandoms: ph , vnc , atla . [ read / select ]
𝙏𝙔𝙋𝙀𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝙋𝙀𝙊𝙋𝙇𝙀 - 𝙒𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 .
TAGGED BY: @memorylost ( pls i love these things and i love /you/ ) TAGGING: @ikiruwill, @conseille, @thousandbirds, @tragictouch (alice), @aisumadoushi, @lorddiiavolo, @phiinae
𝙍𝘼𝙄𝙉 - melancholy at best , introspective , severely misunderstood , pleasure in the subdued , helping in your own way , dreams in poetry , the slowness of falling asleep , refreshing meditation .
𝙎𝙐𝙉 - sunbleached clothes , futures that are too bright , everything at arm’s length , balancing intensity , blind encouragement , comfort of sleep , distracting sunspots in your vision , necessity of growth .
𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙈 - chaos with a purpose , emotions running high , natural comfortable anarchy , high volume , leaving your mark , brief flashes of violence , rambling quickly , the intensity of desire .
𝙒𝙄𝙉𝘿 - running towards instead of away , instinctive motivation , making an impact , knows everyone who knows anyone , playful pranks , mood swings in a split second , collecting old trinkets , uncontrollable focus .
𝙎𝙉𝙊𝙒 - serene on the surface , cold blooded heart , love it or hate it attitude , good memories , heavy discussions , sharp determination , relentless resolve , not as scary as it seems .
sc! + @loreliei she’s not quite a thrill seeker – in fact, tohru prefers the peace in things; be it by enjoying a breeze of the nearby forest or a good meal with the sohma family. a stark contrast to the girl next to her, who’s much more into the arcade game the two high schoolers have been occupying themselves with for a bunch of minutes now. it’s obvious that tohru has little to no experience in things like these, her awful score revealing the truth. but she’s not mad, still enjoys herself, because seeing a friend be this passionate about something fills her with a sense of admiration.
“you’re pretty good at this, yuzuki-chan.” she states the obvious, in a very innocent – tohru-like way, smile directed at her friend after the game has ended. “i’m sorry i’m not a very strong opponent, but i can totally work on it!”
The fun thing about arcades is--there’s always a new high score to beat. Bonus points? Being able to see the hilarious looks on people’s faces after crushing all their hard work. Thing is though, there is no sense of accomplishment when her opponent is well... Tohru. To say she sucked was putting it mildly, and maybe Yuzuki shouldn’t have expected so much out of an opponent like her. Some may say looks can be deceiving, but Tohru looked and played like a noob, and no amount of practice could help that with the rate she was going.
“Huh? Oh, thanks. Well, since I’m so good, why don’t I give you some pointers?” Fingers raise for every piece of advice: “You can either quit now and suck. Or keep trying and still suck.” Harsh, but that’s just how life is, wasn’t it?
@ikiruwill. / source.
“Grant…..?” Shinji was about to tell her that no gifts were fine ( just another one to add to the list of things he’s not used to ). She’s being nice, like Santa or something. With a grateful but puzzled look, he blinks, and it doesn’t take long for him to respond. “Um…. thanks, but…. I can’t think of anything…” Honest and pureー if purely confused counts. Is this is why Misato calls him a boring kid sometimes?
“Huh? You can’t think of anything?” Her eyes widen in disbelief, then narrow in confusion. She couldn’t tell if he was just honest or modest. Although with him, it was probably a combination of both. “C’moooon, there’s gotta be something you want.” She urges insistently, not taking ‘nothing’ for an answer. “You want me to carry your bags? Massage your shoulders? Or how about I--” She gives him a thumbs up alongside a grin. “--do your homework for a change?”
𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒. / anonymous.
Sometimes you have to cut your losses. Give up for your own good. Like your quest to get those shoes that someone tossed on the power line connecting houses and supplying power - those shoes that you’ve spent 6 weeks straight with no break in between attempts to try to get them down? Just let them be, leave them. They’re never coming down and you have to accept that. But I won’t catch me trying to get them down for another 6 weeks yee haw
“Yeah, uh ━━ you kinda lost me after five seconds there, but...” Tentatively raises a fist, confused. “...Yeehaw?”
( x. ) continued ask thread
@loreliei replied: gets out a vaccuum
❝ You’re making it worse ! ❞ He protests as she instinctively goes to retrieve her weapon of choice.
“Hey man, stay still!” She chides, forcefully pulling him by the collar to keep him steady. “Relax. I’ll make this quick n’ easy.”
(However, she said nothing about making this painless.)