dont do sadness

So dark. So dark. So dark.

[stifledmoritz]

garcdenflower‌

Even though the spunky redhead always went out of her way to help people, perhaps her vigilante work had gone a little too far. She had seen a poor young boy almost get robbed by a group of no good teenagers and was quick to come to his defense. Luckily the kid had gotten away without a scratch but the same couldn’t be said about her. Even though she had put up a pretty good fight she had still been left injured. As Barbara caught a glimpse of someone walking by and had weakly called out to them from her spot on the ground. “ A.. little help here? “

It wasn’t uncommon for Moritz to not notice things for obvious reasons, but he luckily glanced over to see the other. His brows furrowed together in concern as he quickly turned and quickly approached. ‘What happened to you?’ He signed, but whispered in the best way he could and hoped he could be mostly understood. He reached his hands out regardless so he could help her up. ‘Do you need a doctor or something?’

[stifledmoritz]

bloodboundfates‌

john let out a heavy sigh as he fiddled with a pen in his hands. he had a request from his mother and he was to see it through or see her get disappointed again – and he hated to see his mom like that. but, he didn’t know what was worse at the moment: seeing his mother’s disappointed look or asking someone if they wanted to hang out. he’d been given the typical lecture – go out, have fun, be a regular teen and make mistakes. but he he couldn’t let himself make mistakes. “hey, did you want to hang out or something? it’s a saturday night and i didn’t have anything planned, so,” he trailed off with a shrug. this was beyond embarrassing.

It took Moritz a moment to notice the other, too busy with putting together the silverware. When he did look up finally, he startled slightly in his seat. He’d never seen the other before, so he was sure he’d read his lips wrong. He quickly went into his pocket, writing down for the other to repeat himself on a pad before presenting it. ‘I’m sorry, you don’t have anything planned? I’m not really good at finding things to do, but there’s a movie theater close and an old arcade?’

[imp]

[stifledmoritz]

necrlywitches‌

“nobody looks ridiculous in a suit. a fitted suit is a magical thing. you’re not that bad looking, you know,” dorian had half a mind to take this poor soul shopping, or at least lend the other one of his own. would it fit? he pondered the idea. “if you’re going to be defeatist, and not rent a suit, then dinner is off the table, as well as the opera and the ballet. a romantic picnic is a possibility, even if they are boring,” personally, he couldn’t stand mushy, personal dates but, he at least knew others did. 

Moritz pressed his lips together. If the other didn’t think he looked too bad, then he had to know what he was talking about considering how handsome the male was. ‘I don’t think opera would really be a good idea considering the whole deaf thing. But, if you think it’s worth it I could try out the whole suit thing if you think it’ll work out for me. I bet you’ve gone a lot of dates since you know so much about them.’

[stifledmoritz]

text message // moritz.

HANSCHEN: Please tell me that you're not being Melchi's plus one to this dance.

HANSCHEN: If you aren't... maybe we could casually meet there?

HANSCHEN: You need to have some fun and there's no better person to have a date with.

MORITZ: i didn't think he would be going

MORITZ: doesn't seem entirely like his thing

MORITZ: but... if you're going, i'll go!

MORITZ: wait, this is a date?

[stifledmoritz]

necrlywitches‌

“wishful thinking won’t get you a date, or possibly more,” dorian replied honestly. he’d never had this trouble before, his preferred method of courtship usually involved liquor, or seduction, or a heady mix of the two. this scenario felt that it may require a little more finesse than that, however. “that’s what you want, right? grab it by the horns. life is too short to be second-guessing these sorts of things, you know. i think you should ask him to dinner,”

Moritz felt embarrassed about his crush on Hanschen. He could hear Melchior in his ear: of all the people, Hanschen? He nodded. Of course he wanted a date, or more. But, his hopes for more were definitely more subdued considering he knew that would probably never happen. ‘I don’t think I own anything that would be fancy enough for a good dinner. And, there’s no way I’m taking him somewhere casual. He definitely deserves flashy and fancy. I would look silly in a suit,’ he sadly wrote. He really did believe he looked ridiculous in a suit. It reminded him of either his father or his old school uniform. But, then again, he never had a good fitting suit or other professional attire.

[stifledmoritz]

necrlywitches‌

dorian was, as usual, absorbed in his phone, when something entered his field of vision. the question was simple, and he had to look at whoever had passed it over to check that it wasn’t a child with their first crush. “really?” he asked. “well, it’s different for everyone, you know? usually people act…different. do they flirt? do they find any opportunity to hang out? or - are they suddenly emotionally distant? fearful of their feelings?” dorian suggested, ever the dramatic. “come on, give me details,”

Moritz bit down on his lip as he watched the others lips, attentive to every movement as to not miss the words. He had to think about it. Did Hanschen act differently at all? He definitely acted different when compared to literally everyone Moritz knew, but that didn’t necessarily men he acted differently from himself. He quickly pulled the pad back over to himself to scribble down a response, turning it around for the other to read. ‘He always flirts, with everyone. But, I feel like he’s been paying attention to me a bit more lately. Or maybe not. Maybe it’s just wishful thinking.’

[stifledmoritz]

Moritz let out a sigh, hand resting in the palm of his hand as he aimlessly doodled in his small notepad. His mind was full yet it so, wondering over a single question and a single person. ‘How do you know if someone likes you?’ He wrote down on the paper, more for himself. It was juvenile, really, for him to be unable to figure it out for himself. But Moritz wasn’t never as sure of himself as Hanschen or Melchior. He looked up at the person across from him who was absorbed in their own world, slyly sliding the notepad over for them to read.

[natchios]

[stifledmoritz]

ofbrightstars‌

     The weather had finally crept into the mid-50s in Virginia and that was a good enough reason as any for Hanschen to break out some spring-like clothes. While everyone was still wearing suitable clothes for the breezy day, he was clad in a pair of khaki shorts, a shirt, and blazer to balance things out. He had definitely gotten a few stares, but that was what he wanted. He had just gotten his daily iced coffee when he noticed someone else who was staring, “What? Do you think it’s too soon for this?” He gestured to his outfit. “I feel like I can’t take another day wearing jeans, it’s really tragic.”

Moritz was bundled in a jacket and was tempted to put on a hat to account for the breeze that occasionally whipped through town, but he didn’t feel it was appropriate considering Hanschen’s own outfit. ‘Aren’t you cold?’ He asked, not sure how the other could stand to have his legs so exposed just yet. ‘I haven’t worn pants that short since school. Those aren’t from then, are they?’ He teased, a smile hinting at his lips. ‘You did always look good in them, though.’ It was true. Just about everyone at school was envious how well Hanschen could pull off the uniform.

[thea-and-melitta]

canon era moritz,,,, the saddest disaster bi,,,,,,,,,,,,,

[stifledmoritz]

tornminds‌

sweet pea had been lying in wait, confetti poppers in hand as he planned his attack. one of his friends had a birthday today and he was prepared to scare the shit out of him – as much as confetti poppers could. as he heard someone someone approach, he stepped out quickly and popped the loud favors at the other. but, it turned out to be someone completely different. his face fell, a frown fixing to his lips. “damn it. well now what am i going to do? i only got a few of those.”

Moritz didn’t flinch when the sound went off, naturally, but he did pause in his tracks when he saw the short ribbons of confetti start to fall around him. He gave the other a confused look, not sure what exactly this was for considering he’d never seen the other before. But, it appeared to be a mistake of some sort considering the tall male’s expression. ‘I’m sorry. I’m not sure what’s happening,’ he wrote down quickly, always cursing his inabilities.

[stifledmoritz]

ofbrightstars‌

One of the strangest things about Moritz’s behavior happened to be the way he seemed so comfortable with the way Hanschen touched him. Instead of pulling away like most people he knew did, he leaned into it. That had never happened before, and it had Hanschen’s heart skipping a beat momentarily. Though he was the one to step back once he saw the other’s reply, brows furrowing together. Was he playing some sort of prank on him? ‘Ernst? I don’t know anyone named Ernst and neither do you.’ A pause. ‘Or at least I don’t think you do. Why are you messing around right now, Moritz? I called you that because that’s your name. You must remember that, right?’ There was a look of desperation in his eyes that conveyed just how he felt right now.

Ernst’s frown deepened at the other’s insistence. How could he say he didn’t know him? And, how could he keep calling him Moritz? Moritz was dead. ‘Stop calling me that,’ he signed furiously, practically stomping down a foot. Upset tears met his eyes. ‘Stop saying you don’t know who I am. Don’t you like me anymore? Or, were you just tasting the cream and moving on?’ He asked, clearly worked up as he thought his crush on the other was suddenly reciprocated. ‘If you don’t like me, then you should just say it. I don’t want to play around or cry about it.’

[stifledmoritz]

garcdenflower‌

Late night shifts, Cassian had found were the absolute worst. Half the time he wasn’t even doing anything but patrolling the same streets over and over again. Cassian decided to break the loop and instead get himself a little something to snack on. “ Coffee is fine. “ he replied with a nod. All he really had wanted was something to fill his time. 

Moritz smiled with nod before quickly scampering off to get the officer some coffee. He slid the mug over as soon as he did so, curiosity taking over. He’d always been nervous around authority figures, but it was easier to be a bit more relaxed when no one else was around. ‘Is it a slow night? Has anything crazy happened?’ He asked with his notepad.

[stifledmoritz]

ofbrightstars‌

Hanschen was in the process of heading home from classes when he was suddenly stopped, feeling someone unexpectedly grabbing onto his arm. He was about to yell at whoever it was until he turned to see Moritz. His features softened immediately. But a look of confusion was soon to appear when he saw the other begin to sign, asking where they were and stating he didn’t remember how he got here. He immediately reached up to gently push back Moritz’s hair in an affectionate manner, examining whether the other had hit his head or not. ‘Moritz, are you alright? Did you hit your head while working? Do you want me to call Melchior?’ 

Ernst leaned into Hanschen’s touch, finding comfort in it. Hanschen had such a strange power, able to make him feel invigorated one moment, safe in another, and flustered the next. But, at the mention of Moritz and Melchior, Ernst’s brows knitted together out of confusion. ‘Moritz? No. It’s me. It’s Ernst. Why would you call me Moritz?’ He asked, pulling away slightly to get a better look at Hanschen. It didn’t make sense to him that the other would get the two confused, especially because they didn’t look alike at all.

[stifledmoritz]

event starter for @ofbrightstars

Ernst nervously wandered the foreign town as he tried not to have a mental breakdown. He wasn’t sure who he should approach considering he didn’t see any of his classmates nor the adults he’d come to know in his life. Except, as he turned, he spotted Hanschen and felt a wave of relief as he quickly ran over to the other boy. He grabbed onto his arm and almost refused to let go. ‘Hanschen. Where are we? I don’t remember coming here, but at least you’re here.’

[stifledmoritz]

event starter for @ofbrightstars

Moritz actually felt better than he usually did in his own skin thanks to the mask on his face. The only thing that could make this night absolutely perfect was if he actually had the skills to socialize like he wished he could. He tried not to think about that as he smiled and waved to everyone he passed on his way to the edge of the room. But, along the way, he managed to bump into someone rather painfully. He held his sore shoulder and put a gentle hand on the other. “Sorry, sorry,” he said out loud, focusing on sounding as clear as possible like he was very adamantly taught when he was young.