Gentle soul

[lovelysuggestion]

I’m in love with the constellations in your eyes and the way they call out for me to come home to you

[nervousnocturnal]

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A breath was pushed out against that strong back, shaky and riddled with nerves that rattled through his body like they had for a good many months. Tears, hot and filling up his eyes leaked out to be soaked up by the shirt Kazu wore. It’d been so long. Too long.

“Mmmm...” Sniff. “Nnn...”

Nope, there went the tears down pale cheeks as he got to stare up at the beautiful face before him that he’d missed so much. “Kazu.” He whimpered the name out softly, so ridiculously glad that he was back where he was supposed to be instead of a terrifying world full of nothing but cold and dangerous creatures.

He pushed into the hold even as he was lifted from the ground. “I’m so glad... so glad to see you again.” Fingers trembled as they gripped into his shirt tightly. “We wound up... getting dragged over to their world. I-I think we were too close to one of them when they went back. And it sucked us in.”

His face pushed forward once more to hide in his chest, breathing in his scent while he sniffled. “It was so cold... so... dead. I thought we’d die over there.”

[nervousnocturnal]

"HAPPY NEW YEAR~!" was his only warning before planting a kiss on the little blonde

That kiss had a delighted noise coming from the younger, and he draped his arms over strong shoulders, tipped his head up, and took a kiss back. “Happy New Year, Kazu! It’s gonna be great!”

[nervousnocturnal]

"BRADY~" Kazu cheered, wrapping his arms around the little blonde as tightly as he could without hurting his special little bat "Merry Christmas, beautiful" he uttered, pressing a small kiss into that blonde mop of hair before producing a shockingly badly wrapped present, Kazu... wasn't good at presents. Inside a brilliant red Christmas sweater complete with snowman and penguin designs across the front.

“Kazu~” Brady replied back, grinning wide and throwing arms back around him. He stuffed his face into the taller man’s chest, content to stay there. “Mrr Chrima.” Came the muffled reply as he refused to move. Only when he was offered the present did he pull back, wide orbs filled with curiosity. “For me? Oh wow!” Could he open it now? Because he really wanted to. Wrapping paper was no match for him, and when he unveiled the sweater, he didn’t hesitate to pull it on over his shirt.

“I love it!”

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nervousnocturnal:

          “Is that so?” Delight coated his words, the corners of his lips curling up further and further, in utmost appreciation of an undoubtable excitement rendering the prey he had set his eyes upon all the more vulnerable, threads oh so skilfully weaved around the younger male ensnaring him already, to tighten with each and every single of his deceitfully honeyed worlds. “Yes, I have a lot more. What are you interested in, kid?” Placing a hand on his guest’s shoulder, he led him deeper inside the Dressrosa palace, toward one of the numerous rooms holding treasures, none of the rarities the underworld had allowed him to gain possession of as much as simple riches that would, nonetheless, certainly fuel an insatiable interest an all too naive boy held for the most mundane of curiosities. 

The happiness and innocence to shine on his face was nothing but completely genuine. He was so quick to trust. So quick to believe anything he told, soaking in the honey-coated words like the most desired of treats. “Mmmm. Well I guess a lot of people around here are interested in treasure, but you can only stare at so much shiny gold until it’s boring, right?” Honestly, Brady didn’t see the appeal of riches, though he’d never been surrounded by a large amount before. “I’d rather see something pretty.”

A leading hand on his shoulder made him smile up at the impossibly tall man, not a hint of suspicion in him. “This is a really big place, sir. Do you have a big family to fill it all up?” Because if not, it would be really lonely. 

Attention was easy to swivel and hook on any new thing, the man eager to soak in more and yet wanting to focus on everything all at once. The treasures met lilac hues and he stepped slowly into the room to take it all in. “It’s all so pretty when it’s like this. Like stepping into a museum or something, maybe!” He wouldn’t know. He’d never actually been to a museum. 

[nervousnocturnal]

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Brady hated the battles.

He narrowly jumped out of the way of a massive blast of fire, the strangled noise of a yelp leaving his throat. Still the fringes of his outfit --why were there so many ribbons on him at a time like this?-- and his messy hair turned out singed and slightly smoldering. 

More and more creatures were being sent at him, and now his companion, daily, and it was settling in his heart less and less well with each fight. Reznik had been dragged into this mess that was now his life, and often times he regretted getting the man involved in things so dangerous. Yet he lacked the strength to tell him to leave, because he craved the company.

Now, though, said man was at work and Brady had been caught alone.

Distracting thoughts were always going to be the death of him. “Ah!” A massive tail swung wide, whipping him right in the stomach and sending him flying. His body hit the wall and kept going, the structure cracking against the force and giving way far too easily. Out into the street he soared, his body hitting hard against someone walking down the street, minding their own business.

Brady lay on the poor soul who was now involved in some small way, the wind knocked out of the magical boy as he tried to recover. “S-sorry,” he wheezed, pain lancing up his body as he tried to sit up. Was he bleeding? Probably, it was hard to tell while his sight wove in and out. 

[riotsdownbelow]

nervousnocturnal:

“Exactly.” Would this analogy even work? Reznik doubted it. Brady would just go right back to insisting that it was okay and ignoring everything he was saying. “You don’t want people to hurt the ones you care about, right? So… why do I have to watch it happen and not be able to do anything?” It wasn’t like he was going to kill Nnoi, or even maim him. Just a little deterrent the guy could understand.

“I...” Problems swirled up in Brady’s mind as he tried to work it out. Yes, he could see now the reasoning behind it. Reznik and Kazu didn’t want Brady to get hurt just like he didn’t want them hurt. “...I understand.” It didn’t make him feel better about getting in a fight with one of his friends, but he couldn’t simply toss Rez’s feelings to the side. “If you have to fight him then... it’s okay.” He pressed himself forward to thunk a forehead to his shoulder. “Sorry for not understanding and thinking of your feelings sooner.”

[nervousnocturnal]

You shouldn’t take Brady to movies. Especially ones were animals die. He will take it extremely hard and break down in tears. He struggles in acknowledging what he sees on the screen as fantasy and not reality, and cartoons actually make him feel worse than live animations. There’s just so much empathy in him that he connects too much with the characters.

He’s still upset over Bambi’s mom, okay.

[nervousnocturnal]

Brady doesn’t mention when his birthday is to friends. He’s used to not really doing anything special for it, as it was never treated like a special day back home. He’s heard of the parties people have, but he’s never had one and doesn’t expect to.

[despairforme]

[despairforme]

despairforme:

              Tossed the keys to the kingdom down the                                            hole in my eye

[riotsdownbelow]

nervousnocturnal:

This was unfair on every level. Wanting nothing more than to keep his boyfriend from unnecessary harm, and yet not being allowed to. Being made basically into the bad guy. This was why Reznik didn’t normally try to be around people. “Brady… would you want to sit back and do nothing if someone was hurting me or Kazu?” 

[nervousnocturnal]

“I- No! Of course not!” Someone hurting Reznik or Kazu would be someone Brady couldn’t stand. “I’d hate to see either of you hurt!” He wasn’t sure if he was capable of hating someone, even if they hurt someone he loved, though. It was just such a horrible emotion to push towards someone. “I’d have to make them stop!” And yet he saw nothing wrong when it was directed at him.

[harlct-archive-blog]

nervousnocturnal:

“What the fuck are you going on about. Just fucking take the present. Why the fuck do you have to ask why. I can take it back. Whatever.” None of it really made sense to Nolan and he’d rather him just shut up.  He wouldn’t really take the cat back, because obviously he liked the gift and he’d take care of it. “Does it look like that cat had a family that loved it?” Maybe that would convince him better. “I fed him a little bit but you could probably give him more. Not alot he’ll just throw it up later if you feed him too much.”

[nervousnocturnal]

Brady visibly flinched back from his anger, holding the cat to his chest protectively. Not that he’d think Nolan would EVER hurt a cat. No, he was a little worried about himself though and the can was just kinda coming with him. “S-Sorry... I... sorry.” He clamped his mouth closed, not wanting to anger the other further with any of his words.

While he looked down at the skinny cat so happy to simply be held and loved, he remained silent like the other liked best. “...No. You’re right. I just... didn’t want to assume one way or the other.” His voice was quieter now as he stroked fingers under the cats chin. 

“...C-Can I have your number? I won’t... um, ever text you...” he bit his lip, “stupid things or anything... just incase I have a cat question. And maybe like... send you a picture or two once he’s a little less ragged looking so you know he’s being taken care of? I-It’s okay if not.”

[biigmac-blog]

             sometimes you’ve got to break the rules

[musing-asylum]

nervousnocturnal:

  Under normal circumstances, Ronald would responded to stranger in a polite and friendly manner, but this situation was far from normal. He scowled at the idiotic person in front of him. ‘’ Are you a fool?’’  didn’t that idiot understand the gravity of situation. Fortunately, he was still in his human form. ‘’ do you understand what have you done, you useless excuse of a human…..?’’ it took him a few seconds to notice that his summoner wasn’t exactly a normal.

‘’ what exactly are you?’’  he had similar smell to his coworker, but it wasn’t same. 

        Ouch.

“I-I’m sorry...! I didn’t mean to!” And yet the insults just kept rolling off the man’s tongue and straight into Brady’s heart. “I still don’t really have a grasp of all my magic and I was just curious. I-I can try and undo it.” He had a feeling he was going to be apologizing a lot in the coming time.

“Hm? O-Oh, uh...” Honestly, he didn’t know what to call what he was. “I’m... uh, a-a magical... boy? Look.” A simple flash and wings unfurled from his back, two ears protruding from his hair. “Baaaaat features.”

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nervousnocturnal:

“…Brady, I’m sorry but it’s not right. I don’t care who he is, if he’s hurting you I promise it’s not worth you’re time. Your friends aren’t meant to harm you on purpose.”

“But that’s just how some people are!” Huffs and puffs in every direction, desperate to try and get his important people to get along. “We have to love and accept them despite their problems! Please... don’t fight my friend.”

[riotsdownbelow]

nervousnocturnal:

Relief washed through Reznik like a tidal wave the second he caught sight of that familiar blonde. “Yeah, I just don’t know what it is.” Hard to say when he couldn’t look up the symptoms… and he would be having a talk with Brady about that after this was behind them. This was the one person he could ask without feeling like a complete fool. 

But Bond was more important right now.

“He’s sick. Has been since this morning.” There was a helplessness creeping up in the usually powerful male that he didn’t know how to control. “…I need to bring him to a vet. Can you help me… find one? I can’t read the signs.” It was pushed out quickly, almost falling under his breath as he tried to run it over with the more important parts. “…please.”

“Oh no!” Brady crouched down despite the sting to be on level with the sneezy, sick little ball of fuzz. “You’re sick?” His voice rose, much the one that people used for children. “That’s no good. You can’t be sick.” He scratched along a tiny head gently before placing a kiss and rising back up to look at his worried boyfriend.

“Don’t worry, of course I’ll help you find him one! We can use my phone!” The internet was pulled up with quick, fumbling fingers, and he typed in their need to find the closest vet. “Mmmm... What street are we on right now?” He craned his neck, searching around for the sign. “Alright... so if we’re there... then we just... have to go this way!” 

Brady dipped forward, actually taking initiative to give a kiss of reassurance to the man he cared for dearly. “Let’s go get your little fuzzball up and running again, okay?” Then he was moving ahead of him, leading the way to the vet just a few blocks away.