empathy

Oshirou Yori eighteen. a third year student, habitual smoker & perpetual underachiever. baku 獏: a japanese dream-eating spirit with an insatiable appetite and a chronic case of empathy.

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to me, dreams are ... ?

What he wants to say: “Ah, how troublesome. Okay, to me, dreams are like—windows. I guess. There is always an inexplicable honesty to dreams unseen anywhere else, where a person’s entire mind and heart are laid bare for all to see. There is naked fear, and the deepest insecurity, shadowed in the fathomless pits of one’s heart which have finally been let loose to wreak havoc on a defenseless soul during sleep. And then there’s sorrow, so fucking much of that. And grief, I guess. The kind so suffocating that it smothers and extinguishes more lives in its wake. But there’s also that unconcealed and unabashed happiness too. And joy, imaginings unfiltered by the harsh realities and the hate of a world full of broken dreamers. It’s a peculiar thing how there is an almost nervous sense of thrill to discover the inner workings of a person’s mind without any kind or limitation. A deep agitation itching under the skin, thrumming with that wondrous potential kinetic energy rooted into the core of the human psyche. Dreams are the ideal observatory into the human mind, after all, whether the dreamer is human or not. I don’t know if it’s true, what they say, about how a person's life flashes before their eyes the second before they die. But with dreams, it’s as if entire lifetimes that you could only hope to live pass by in mere fragments of one. It’s complex, the daring simplicity of dreams. It is a startling privilege, an overwhelmingly entitling sense of authority to be in the position to witness a mind unfold just under your fingertips. It’s beautiful and marvelous and rare and raw. And I wouldn’t wish that burden on my greatest enemies.”

What he does say: “Curious little things.”

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*thank you axece for the edit

In honor of 420 followers { blaze it } I have decided to do a follow forever. I will first do the one’s I have interacted with and have had the privilege of continuously talking to, then I will do those I have not interacted with at all or much due to fear of their greatness / other reasons.

01. Interacted / Developed relationships

axece ; choroku ; chxing ; dysparian ; hm-jongin ; inxnis ; jokinsoo ; joonguar ; jxnnxm ; kyungsmooth ; multibrainkay ; mvngi ; nxkky ; sentimentalscientia ; seoktio ; sxlette ; taeyume ; thefatalj ; xwandererx

02. Not much or any interaction

aptcryptic ; awaknd ; bleedingxsecrets ; clvrkent ; cvmilalow ; doehye ; flightles-s ; hanzhuque ; jvcup ; kjhoe ; libertasxphoenix ; lokests ; luminxescent ; noctxrnae ; oclydeplania ; sxnmitsuji ; xmvtteo ; xtajja

Thank you all for making my experience amazing for the time I’ve been here! Hopefully for those I haven’t interacted with, I will get over my fear and go to you for plotting and such.

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バルーンフェス (by kazuyuki kawahara)

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I want the K!

9: Jawline Kiss

The clean streak of light cuts across the smooth angle of a faintly familiar face, and Yori rests his chin on his hand, observing blatantly. It it suffice to say that he may be a bit in awe. It is a wonder in its own that Yori is still sitting within the confines of the classroom, let alone intent enough to focus, the subject of his interest notwithstanding. The classroom is stifling and restless, the picture of mounting chaos and nervous energy, but Yori can only focus on the light sweep of light playing across his classmate’s features, basking him in an almost ethereal glow. He wants to scoff at his own lack of distress at the wording but can’t bring himself to care. The artificial lights of the classroom do little but cast a dull shadow over the surrounding desks. Vaguely, Yori wonders how that skin would taste.

Loud shuffling rouses Yori from his reverie as the other students jostle one another to the door. The subject of his attention, though, has barely moved from his spot, angling his face only slightly to watch the mayhem ensuing at the doorway as the remaining students trickle out and a serene calm is left in their wake. Hiking his backpack strap higher over his shoulder, he pads over towards the only occupied desk. His light footsteps resound in the quiet classroom, but Sehun doesn’t turn around. Unhesitantly, he leans down to fit his slightly chapped lips against the smooth line of open skin, tongue flicking out, only to pull back just as quickly. Curiosity sated, Yori circles the desk on his way out the door with a polite bow.

"Teacher doesn’t like when students use this classroom after hours. You should try another one. Don’t forget the quiz tomorrow."

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I want the K

16: Upside-Down Kiss

He has his back against the couch, eyes unusually focused on the small screen before him. From his perch on the floor, Yori is in direct view of the old game console, fingers poised leisurely over the buttons as the English letters spell out winner in bold letters across his side of the screen. His character hops up and down victoriously, but he barely notices it with the soft sounds of dismay coming from beside his head.

Turning his face to the side, Yori can barely contain his amusement at the girl beside him. Some time during the match, Vartouhi had managed to end up thrown upside down across the short expanse of couch, her feet dangling over the headrest and her hair flowing down by the side of his arm. Despite playing for the entire morning, he can only assume that she still has yet to grasp the concept of fighting games. Or video games in general. He has to press his lips together to hide his laughter outright but can't help but lean in, despite the absurd angle, to press a kiss against her down-turned lips fondly.

He can't help the delighted sound from escaping him at her request for a rematch though and can only comply.

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I want the k?

8: Eyelid Kiss

Inhaling a languid drag of smoke, Yori eyes the twinkling expanse of cityscape under the starless sky quietly, bleary and unfocused, before exhaling just as simply. Holding his free arm out past the railings of the balcony, he can feel the cool late summer breeze tickle at his outstretched fingers. A soft sound startles him from his reverie, and he shifts his gaze towards the it slowly. Despite the time, Yori doesn't expect the silence that greets him. Ah, he'd forgotten that others generally slept when the sun was down instead of waiting for it to rise.

Within a beat, Yori retracts his dangling legs from their place through the rails and shuffles closer to the form slumped unconsciously against the balcony doors, a cigarette extinguished between lax fingers. Crouching down beside the male on the floor, elbows resting on his knees, Yori angles his chin to the side to take in the serene sweep of eyelashes over smooth cheekbones in wonder. It's a strange thing how the sharp angles and shadowed features so ingrained to a person seemed to soften in slumber. Leaning forward, he presses slightly chapped lips faintly against the skin below Adrian's brow bone, only relenting as he begins to feel him stir into wakefulness.

By that time, Yori is standing upright again, only leaning down to pat the male's shoulder lightly, "Get to bed, hyung. I'm not strong enough to drag you inside." 

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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

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Ditching his first and second classes of the day had not been intentional (his clock had reset some time in the middle of the night, and he’d had little sleep in the past week as is), but the third one may have been, subsequently. Somehow, in his senseless wanderings, Yori manages to amble out of the range of his usual route onto a university campus on his way back to the school building and right into another body. Barely managing to stay upright, he holds out an arm for balance and stumbles enough to embarrass himself only a little. He bows apologetically before glancing up to shoot the girl in front of him a small, sympathetic smile. “Nah. Your arm though—will you be alright?” 

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"Ah - neh, I’m alright. But are you okay? I wasn’t watching where I’m going" an embarrassed chuckle escapes from her, patting the arm, and shooting him a cheeky grin. "Where are you going anyway? Classes are already starting? Are you by any chance ditching?" she asked, dusting her clothes off. " It’s okay, dont’ worry - I won’t tell anyone. I’m not from here you see, I’m going from one campus to another, checking the school out. Mind showing me around?" 

[noctxrnae-blog]

His eyebrows knit together, expression distressingly perplexed, until it dawns on him like a revelation. She thinks I study here... his mind supplies helpfully, and he takes a moment to school his features. It isn't an irrational conclusion to come to at all. Strange boy, young enough to be at university, with a back pack to boot. He wonders vaguely if he should dig out his uniform blazer from the bottom of his bag to show her that he is, in fact, only in high school but thinks better of it. It wouldn't do to out himself to a stranger who could have him forcibly dragged back to his classes. "Ah--I'm just here to check out the campus. It's nothing, really. We could just wander around for a bit. I'm vaguely familiar with the area..."

[noctxrnae-blog]

Hey, I want to ask you something— reblog this if you’d roleplay with anyone regardless their face, relationship status, bias preferences, ships and all that shit. I want to meet new people and I need to know if it is worth trying. 

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      ↺ ❝ What ? What`re you looking at ? If you take a picture, it`d last a hell of a lot longer than just staring at me - - … Or, do you have something to say to me ? ❞

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Although he shouldn't, Yori startles a bit at the comment. Pressing his lips together in an attempt to rein in his features, he takes a moment to compose himself enough to shrug noncommittally, expression meticulously subdued. It isn't his fault, really. Even at a glance, there had been something distinctly inhuman about the male in front of him that he couldn't quite pinpoint. He hadn't wanted to provoke a response, and, even now, he had half the mind to bolt. His curiosity, though, had momentarily taken hold of his body and thrown self-preservation to the wind.

After a moment, he straightens out the collar of his uniform shirt and hikes his backpack strap higher up one shoulder, shrugging. "Ah--you looked familiar. I guess I was wrong." Giving a small bow, he doesn't wait for a response before he is turning and walking away, curiosity piqued.  

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meet the muse ;

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{ B A S I C S }

LEGAL NAME: Oshirou Yori ALIAS[ES]: Shiro DATE OF BIRTH:  July 1, 1996 GENDER | SPECIES: Male | Baku PLACE OF BIRTH: Aomori Prefecture, Tōhoku, Jp CURRENT LIVING CONDITIONS: Decently sized two room apartment; vacant second bedroom. SPOKEN LANGUAGES: Korean, Japanese, and rudimentary English ETHNICITY: Japanese-Korean EDUCATION: Third year of Secondary School OCCUPATION:  Student CRIMINAL RECORD: None  DRINK | SMOKE | DRUGS: No | Habitually | No LIKE[S]:  Naps, non-human animals, and quick-witted individuals. DISLIKE[S]: The willingly ignorant. FEAR[S]:  Open heights and acute atelophobia PERSONALITY TRAITS:  Quiet, but easily amused. Fairly even-tempered and perpetually curious. Overly empathetic. DISORDERS: None. 

{ P H Y S I C A L   I N F O R M A T I O N }

HAIR COLOUR: Dark Brown EYE COLOUR:  Light Brown HEIGHT: 178cm TATTOOS: None PIERCINGS: Clavicle piercings, generally well-hidden.

{ F A M I L Y   I N F O R M A T I O N }

SIBLING[S]:  None PARENT[S]: Absent CHILDREN: None PET[S]:  None, though he's had a slew of foster animals.

{ R E L A T I O N S H I P   I N F O R M A T I O N }

SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Genderblind RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Perpetually pending

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