#eaxnikolaus

[fleurxea-blog]

✽ Starstruck | N + F

--- @eaxnikolaus ;;

Dark optics stared straight ahead of her, somewhat taking in the features of the school that were so openly displayed in front of her --- She was new, but she didn’t need to let on like she was in amazement ( which secretly she kind of was ) with how gorgeous the place was like a newcomer would be. Instead, she played it cool. That was until she heard singing, familiar singing at that coming from down a secluded hallway that led to no other than a janitors closet. 

With furrowed brows she peeked down the corridor, eyes catching a glimpse of a male who was the culprit behind the beautiful lyrics that were ever so softly escaping him. Her lips tugged upwards into the faintest of smiles as she hummed a bit to the song. She had nowhere to be, and didn’t mind sticking around to listen longer to him sing; It was so beautiful. 

As he moved around, she was sure he had already saw her, she was clearly in plain sight but he made no attempt to stop his singing nor stop what he was doing in general. She didn’t care though, and instead bobbed a bit to the music he was producing --- And then it hit her, she knew that voice. 

MT Boxhead.

“Oh. My. God.” The words escaped her rather loudly and she stared in amazement at the other, finally --- After what seemed like ages, she knew who the man was she had admired from the other side of a computer screen ( given she only knew his voice, still, she knew this was him ). She could feel her cheeks burning, and her body slightly shaking as she stared even longer. She wanted to hug the man, but restrained herself. He was a lot more attractive that she had thought he would be  “Y-You’re him...” She said with a wide, almost goofy grin. Stuttering now? She has never done that in her entire life, and now of all times. She mentally slapped herself before finally tearing her gaze away and looking down; How embarrassing, she thought. 

She needed to escape before she embarrassed herself any more and saw the closet door left wide open, bingo! --- She swiftly stepped to the side and bolted inside and shut the door, sighing softly as she hid out in the darkest corner of the room. 

[eaxselene-blog]

✧ ;; sea lessons.

@eaxnikolaus

“niko!” selene calls, latching on quickly to the older’s arm, big grin adorning her face. somewhere in their relationship, selene had switched from the traditional mr. horowitz to simply the janitor’s first name. the two had an odd sort of relationship that could only be described as friendship, or maybe apprenticeship, but mostly, friendship.

“i haven’t seen you all weekend on this trip! where have you been?” she asks, giddy with the prospect of hearing his new stories and tales. he always did have such interesting stories, “did you go on an adventure? why didn’t you take me with you?”

“but tell me, what does the great mr. horowitz do at this fabulous place called the beach?”

[eayujin-blog]

how cruel it can be

❛ Tell me what it was– tell mo who he is  ❜

How cruel can Fate cheat destiny for a day to tie two forbidden threads together. The coin she throws sinks deep into the crystal clear water, glistening against the sunlight like a piece of treasure. 

And at that single throbbing moment, there’s a surge of memory rushing through her veins like no other vague memory she has felt. It stitches through as scenes flash before her eyes, and she finally understands.

She has loved her heart out, and she will love again, until nine hundred years finish her. She remains still, tears rolling against her cheeks as she stares into oblivion. Her hand starts shaking, falling down on her knees as she continues to stare, continues to savor those fragments together. 

“My...king” she whispers into the air, letting the wind pass her message to the faiths.