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[orchidith-blog]

temporary hiatus.

&&. i’m going to be going on hiatus !!! i’ll be back, so this isn’t goodbye, but i’m not well & i also can’t find my muse so in the mean time i’ll be spending a lot of time on GW2. i love you guys very much & i hope you have good days !!!! stay safe !

[orchidith-blog]

                    &&.  ᴇᴠᴇʀY flower that flutters down from a tree means                     something. life teems within it, &&. with life comes purpose.                     it has a purpose in this world. nothing is devoid of meaning,                     &&. as such, that is why you must exist, for you have a                     purpose. you are just like a flower. brim for me, ʙʀɪᴍ                      with  ʟɪꜰᴇ  —   ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇ for me, for i  ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ.

                            I. II. III. 

[tsuiism-blog]

     ❝ did it hurt? ❞ tsubasa thinks it had to hurt. he remembers that one time, he chipped a tooth ( on a cherry pit, no less ) and had to get it filed down at the dentist. he hates the dentist, really, and the invasive feeling of someone in his mouth; so he doesn’t think he could sit down and let someone file his teeth into points. 

[orchidith-blog]

                ‘ hmm... well, i mean, it depends. you can                       have ‘ya mouth NUMBED or not. i got mine                       numbed so i didn’t feel much, but i imagine                       it’d hurt if ‘ya didn’t. ‘ instinctively, he lifted a hand up to his mouth,  prodding at his serrated canines. ( in truth, he couldn’t really remember the procedure. it was quite awhile back. )        ‘ it didn’t take too long, either. jus’ a few hours. ‘

[dearnicolai]

        ❛ Wa-Wait, really? ❜ Cue IMMEDIATE guilt. ❛ You’re kidding, right? I’m so sorry, I—- ❜ What to do, what to do…

               Aha! 

          ❛ H-Here! ❜ His hands frantically wiped at his mouth before pressing both onto his company’s. ❛ You can have it back! Save it for someone important, okay? I’m so so sorry…! ❜ First kisses were meant for someone SPECIAL; not just someone you showed your pet shark to once. ❛ Pr-Pretend it never happened, okay? I… didn’t know… ❜ Leaning back then, ❛ I probably should’ve for – y’know – stealing that kiss and all… heh… ❜ 

[orchidith-blog]

          ‘ — it’s TOO LATE now. you can’t take it back. ‘ the shark leaned back with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders, crossing his legs simultaneously. he mulled over the situation, slit eyes staring down at the boy meanwhile.                ‘ i mean, i guess it’s not too bad. m’second kiss               can always be more impr’tant &&. you’re pretty nice               so it’s not like i hated m’first kiss. ‘

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( @orchidith​ )

The boy’s breath came out of his mouth in tiny puffs of white, and he held his hot mug of tea close. A hint of a smile, small but sincere, appeared on his face as he tugged the wool blanket closer around his body. There was much comfort for him in his spot on the other’s porch. 

             “ Th-thank you for this… “

[orchidith-blog]

        ‘ of course. it’s nice to just sit out here, ISN’T it? ‘ it was cold, but the steam from his cup &&. the layers of blankets draped over them quickly consumed a good amount of that bitter air. it made it relaxing to just sit back &&. listen to the birds outside. he lifted his cup to his lips, taking a sip of his peppermint tea; his eyes slowly shutting. the man let out a soft sigh, his breath coming out in a cloud.                      ‘ it makes you a little sleepy. i promise i’m not                     going to fall asleep, though, ahah. how’s your tea,                     dear ? is it getting cold ? ‘

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in MIKIHIKO’S case , it was the p e r f e c t  word . he’d repeat it ( again && again && AGAIN ) if he’d have to . ❝ i really do . “ his chest felt LIGHTER after  saying what had been u n s a i d ; it was like , for the LONGEST TIME , he had assumed emil already k n e w- but MAYBE it was just miki getting FULL of himself . but he still held his hand , selfishness still embedded into the aspects of EVERY action of his ,  warmth still hiding behind his smile . ❝ i feel like i should have told you SOONER , but it’s never easy saying it the FIRST time , is it ? even though i always , always thought it . “

[orchidith-blog]

                     ‘ i... i GUESS. ‘ ( always thought it, huh ? ) emil swallowed hard. did he love miki, too ? should he say that ? ( but it’s so embarrassing. ) he squirmed in place uncomfortably, his knees feeling wobbly &&. legs weak. though as he became aware of himself, he  realized his heart had slowed down. was he relieved ?  this was all so, so strange. his GRIP on miki’s hand momentarily tightened as he turned his head to try &&. look at the other. his brows furrowed &&. his face screwed up. ( what should he do ? ) ‘ um... ‘ he stammered, trying to desperately find his voice.  this felt impossible. ‘ i th — thh... i th — ihhnk i... like... ‘ this was just humiliating. he was SLURRING &&. his voice was shaking &&. he couldn’t get himself to say something. ( the more he thought about it, the more flustered he got. )

[orchidith-blog]

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            ➤ ”Wow a smart mouth, but still the same boring tone. Man you must get all the chicks, right?” 

Still sipping at the latte, Tyrell actually popped off the lid and guzzled the whole thing down. It tasted not that bad, but it would be way better if it was super hot. Though energy wise it did nothing, as usual for one whose eating habits consist of one odd thing. 

“So what’s your name? Let me guess…It’s something really boring right? Like Charles or Frank or I’m dead inside.” 

              ‘ ... &&. why WOULD i care about birds ? ‘

emil furrowed his brow in confusion, a ( very much serious ) expression etched upon his face. he wasn’t caught up on today’s slang terms, evidently. the young man drummed his fingers along the side of the table as he listened to the other, somewhat tuning him out.. ( charles ? frank ? )                ‘ ... no. it’s emil. what’s yours ? mason ?                justin ? arnold ? ‘

[coolsuggestion]

the year is almost coming to a close. you’ve grown so much, haven’t you? 

[hotwngz]

the only thing ive ‘grown’ is gayer

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Only has he ever met such a gentle kind hearted person once in his life. After their meeting at his shop he had invited Adler to dinner at night the other happened to be free. Disregarding the fact of any complications regarding this, while others liked to judge people simply by appearance; E looked more into it than that. As, looks were not everything. Hopefully not as awkward as that sounds. Image is powerful, but also, image is superficial. as someone can simply transformed what you thought of them, in six seconds. If there was a chance he wanted to change his image entirely by then, it was such a possibly thing. However, not being the type to put up a front, as feelings were worn on cuff sleeves. Messing with them as he waited as he too tried to look presentable as possible. 

Deciding to wait, while Ewon had the capacity to accept delay. Extremely patient with life as it was. Good things always came while waiting. Rather it be seasons changing, new music wondering way back unto the radio, people bringing in new boxes of records to add on to his collection. Lastly, new wonderful people making way into his life. Speaking of, turning around, to see such a person – a smile rested on his lips while he walked forward to  greet the other took. From what he could tell, the other had took the time to look sharp. Which brought him back to his earlier thought — good things certainly do come when there was patience. 

   “ Hardly late, mon ami. I just arrived a few minutes before      Deciding against going in by myself. I thought it’d be a lot      easier if I were to wait for you. It looks to be a little dark        in there. So If I were to go sit at a table in the front, it would      have still been difficult to find me.”

Formally, there was a light bow of his head in greeting while he had no intention of being too proper, he felt obligated to do so when dressed head to toe in his own formal attire. Though, without realizing it at the moment, the knot of his tie was slightly crooked. He could have recognized that if he were to have gotten ready in front of a mirror earlier before arrival. Yet, somehow there was this apprehensive feeling settling on his chest and it had left only seconds ago when turning around to look into the other’s eyes. As if given the okay to loose tense shoulders and let doubt drain from shaky finger tips. Only has he ever been to such a elaborate dinner during holiday season, but when deciding where to go to eat at the last few minutes of his day his mind simply wondered to this place. In return, inviting Alder as a result. One he most patently did without feeling contrite.

This place was Takazawa’s bijou restaurant and has long been one of Ewon’s favorites and one of the most intriguing secrets, more talked about than actually visited. Hardly surprising, since  this place only serves up to twenty tables at times. High class, so they say, and he did not at all regret the fact that he would be paying for a night spent with someone so inspiring delightful. From research –  The served French-Japanese and German signature dishes include: a ratatouille terrine, with vegetables layered into multicoloured cubes; which from the simply thought caused his stomach to silently rumble. Turning, grabbing the handle bar and simply tugging it open, he held it for the other with a continuous smile on his face. 

  “ Shall we? “

[orchidith-blog]

              ‘ ahh, thank GOODNESS. for awhile, i was worried. ‘ a lighthearted chuckle ghosted past lips as he tilted his head back, looking up ( to admire ) the other man. ( he was dressed nice too ! although... his tie was a little crooked. it wasn’t important, but maybe alder would try to fix it for him later in the night. he still looked  dashing regardless ! ) it made him feel inclined to check again if his own tie was lopsided. ( it wasn’t. ) he gave his jacket a pat before he cast a fleeting glance at ewon, whom now kindly held the door open. ah, how exciting ! it’s been so long since he’s been out for dinner.

‘ such a GENTLEMAN, ‘ he commented, ‘ let’s head on in. ‘ alder lowered his hands down, resuming gripping his push rings  &&. rolling into the restaurant. ewon was RIGHT when he said it was a bit dark; it was dim but not overwhelmingly so, thankfully.  ( it was actually quite nice &&. the interior was lovely. )                  ‘ what a pretty place ! where are we going ? ‘

[orchidith-blog]

how did you code your theme? Could you teach me please?

&&. ah, yes ! of course ! i’ll be making this public for other people that want to know, too !

it’s very easy once you get the hang of it. i usually start off making a theme by using the themes hollywhood provides, which are essentially blank slates, &&. i work from there. you can pick any theme, but i typically use theme 30.

these two things are basically going to be your best friend !!!! you’ll be going back to them a lot while coding. but, basically, find in your html the #post tag &&. paste this under it:}#entries {padding:10px;left:490px;top:50px;position:fixed;font-family:arial;background-color:transparent;width:500px;height:500px;top:290px;padding: 20px;overflow-x:scroll;scroll:left;overflow-x:hidden;}also i’m kind of going off of memory ? which is literally the most unsafe idea SO SORT OF TAKE ME WITH A GRAIN OF SALT. my memory is a huge problem but HOPEFULLY it should be fine i think this is okay so far. but mostly #entries is really important, and then you can mess around with the width: and height: tag to change the size of your box. this basically just condenses your theme to make it into a box. you can also tinker with the left: & top: tags to move it around. ( note: don’t edit the top:50px; tag. edit the top:290px; tag. that moves it around. )

the #links, #links a will judge what your info links look like. you can move those around at will &&. the links tag is already in your theme, so you don’t have to copy or paste anything. i think those are relatively self explanatory ? i’d suggest just leaving line-height, text-align &&. text-transform alone. you can mess with the other stuff. display: will help you change how your links look. inline makes them horizontal &&. other properties can make them vertical or like a list etc.to make it all pretty is just a matter of graphic editing. you make a base, like so:

i made this in GIMP. it’s my favorite follow up to photoshop. it works like a charm ! my theme isn’t so much fancy coding more than it is just vigorous graphic making in art programs. you can save a background in your drafts &&. use the direct link to put it into here:body {    background:{color:background};    margin:0px;    color:{color:text};    font:normal 10px arial;    line-height:120%;    z-index:-999;    background-image:url('https://41.media.tumblr.com/689ccb67ec265605a0a2798054c2b9b9/tumblr_nwumqb9LIQ1uhdq1go1_1280.png'); <-- that’s the link. you can replace that &&. put your own background.i’m also always willing to make themes for people !!! i love making themes, it’s very fun !!!so basically you can just move the #entries (your box) over the space you intend for all your posts to go after you make a background &&. then you can either leave it there or do some more stuff like custom fonts, cursors, black &&. white images, etc !!

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            ➤ The male’s bored tone really caught Tyrell off guard. Thus the blond could only stare wondering exactly what was up with this guy? Giving a few squints he finally said something back. 

“Not sure if you’re in pain or you just have no feelings…” 

With that he then reached out and grabbed the other male’s latte only to give it a few sips. Yes, there were germs, but when you’ve died and come back to life, you kind of don’t care about small things such as that. Then again Tyrell is always a dirty little human, so in the end it didn’t even matter. 

“It’s kind of cold. Did you hold this close to your heat?” 

[orchidith-blog]

                 ‘ mm, yeah, sorry. you should TRY holding it close                        to your heart, though, seeing as it comes from the                        pits of hell. it’ll warm it right back up. ‘ lithe fingers wrapped around the cover over his book, only to shut it. ( no use in trying to read now. ) he leaned back in his seat, lacing digits over his lap &&. taking a moment to study the guy across from him. ( he actually drank some of his latte. wow. )

[astralfallacy]

@orchidith wanted a starter! | |

Silently, he came up behind the other male, slinking his arms around his waist and resting his cheek against his shoulder. Even if he tried to throw him off, it’d be impossible; Taka was a koala when it came to hugs like these, and he immediately closed his eyes. He was warm and he could just sleep right on him, like this. But he wouldn’t–his heart was beating much too fast for that.

[orchidith-blog]

                    ‘ oi... ‘ admittedly, the sudden feeling of ARMS around him spooked him a little, but all he did was glance behind him to see who they belonged to. ( it was just the apple guy. ) &&. that eased the anxiety influx. he blinked slowly, a blank look engulfing mien as he crossed his arms over his own chest. ‘ why are you always tired ? ‘ he mumbled, scrutinizing the boy with a raised brow.                      ‘ are you gonna sleep on me ? ‘

[orchidith-blog]

@utsujou

it PROBABLY took alder at least 2+ hours to get ready before his mother blew a fuse. ( he wanted to make himself look nice ! he’s always  in bath robes &&. cotton; he actually wanted to put in a little bit of effort this time. ) getting into a suit proved difficult though, &&. he couldn’t do it without help, but eventually he did get everything on. ( he even wore balmorals. ) but now that struggle was behind him &&. he was in the passenger seat of his parents’ car, his hands clasped together in his lap. ( despite the calm expression upon his face, his heart was secretly doing flips. he was nervous. he hasn’t been to a restaurant since he was with agnetta &&. matthias &&. they were small establishments. they were never really big places. he could only hope it wasn’t huge; with people, that is. ) but as they arrived &&. he took a gander out his window, it didn’t seem too bad of a place. ( judging from the outside, it appeared rather homely, honestly. mayhaps it’d be comfortable. ) he got a closer look as they settled into a parking spot, a thin brow raising. ( the inside was a bit dark. dimly lit ? then again, most RESTAURANTS were, he reckoned. ) the man rolled his shoulders back, attempting to ease tense muscles. he ought to relax. he’d try to do so whilst his mother got out of the car to fetch his wheelchair from the back, but restless fingers insisted to tap at his thigh. ( he’d be fine, so why was he anxious ? ) a clap on his SHOULDER made him whip his head around, grey hues settling on the friendly face of his mother. he returned her smile &&. carefully swiveled himself around with his arms as he was helped into the chair, his blanket being draped across his lap meanwhile. he rested his arms on the rests &&. tilted his head back to look at his mother, regarding her with grateful words. ( he’d make sure to call her before the night ended. she worried too much. ) ‘ i’ll be all right from here, ‘ he gently reassured, ‘ he’s waiting for me. ‘

bony hands lightly tugged at the edges of his jacket, tightening it &&. doing up the buttons. afterwards, one hand rested around his neck whilst the other tugged at his tie, making sure it was secure. ( he didn’t want anything to fall off. ) alder inhaled deeply, squirming in place as he heard his mother’s car depart behind him, riding off back home, probably. but he couldn’t mess around any longer, he didn’t want to run anymore time. ( he was probably late, at this point ! okay, maybe not, but it felt like it. ) fingers glided down to his push rings &&. he firmly gripped them, rolling himself forwards along the pavement to round to the front of the building. when it came into sight, a tall silhouette did, too, &&. pale tiers curved up into a smile.  he wandered up to him, an arm lifting so he could raise his hand in greeting. the crow’s feet around his eyes were accentuated with his ( pleased ) grin,  showing off pearly whites.                      ‘ —— good EVENING, ewon. i hope i’m not late ! ‘

[greelin]

arguing with tall people like “don’t make me come up there”

[whitepetxls]

is anyone down to make an m/f platonic af brotp. where they go on lil friend lunch dates, randomly show up @ each other’s places, and stay up late talking shit about their shitty date they just went on. and they fight like a married couple and hold grudges against each other. but if someone were to fuck with one of them, the other would be like “wait bitch, only i’m allowed to do that.”

[tennosuke]

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            ➤ “Well it’s good to know that you’re not stupid and freak out because another person is at your table. By the way the nap was shit, I blame you for it. You and you’re quietness.” 

He groaned feeling so stiff and sore from sleeping at this table. There wasn’t much room within this cafe, or at this small table. Luckily it was right by a window so within the napping hour he did lay beside the glass, only to be snoring a couple of times before finally opening his eyes. 

“You should buy me a coffee or I’ll have no choice but to give you a…” 

He then yawned as the blonde couldn’t really think of what to say at this point.  Sleepiness still roamed around him until finally he slightly snapped out of it, 

“Cause a nice person does nice things for people…Or else they get beat up in the alley next to this place.” 

[orchidith-blog]

                 ‘ aah, that so ? shame, then. i’m not a nice                       person, so i guess you’re not getting a coffee.                       i mean, unless you want my latte, but that’s                       got my germs in it. ‘ with a nonchalant SHRUG of his shoulders, he nudged his mug towards the latter before resting his chin in his hand &&. looking to his book again. ( beat up in the alley,  huh ? what a threat. ) the violinist pushed up his glasses with his wrist, one of his brows very faintly raised.                      ‘ scary. you’ll just have to beat me up,                        i suppose. oh man. ‘ his voice could not be any                       less unemotional.