#fukasing

[cxhopmimi-blog]

@fukasing

  He had just finished a show, one Mayu had the luck to be able to watch. When she exits the place of performance, her mind is stuck on something, a certain person perhaps. It can only be a matter of luck when she spots the star-singer himself nearby, and surprise–alone!

  “My, that sure was a good show,” she has no hesitance when attempting to speak to the other. Mayu raises her left hand, and cups her face as she nods in viewing approval.

   “I’ve met your clones, before, y’know--” she trails off, her eyes now floating up, watching a still cloud that seemed to be shaped like a duck.

    “Had no idea you ugly boys could sing..”

[pyreblessed-blog]

      「 sir? you shouldn’t be here right now! the road to the village is over there- are you lost?」

      there’s a child calling out to the stranger from up above. he’s noticeably flustered, waving up at him from the branch of a nearby tree. more and more convicts have attempted to flee their sentence ever since his eldest brother, ten-nii, had been confined to his wheelchair; he and sora-nii, his other older brother, tried their best to take over his role, but they were far from the eldest’s level of skill and it took them longer and a lot more effort to catch half the fugitives their brother did. 

      while chuutarou was confident in his and sora-nii’s skills, he still didn’t want anyone to get hurt, and it’s always better to be safe than sorry. that’s what sora-nii always said!

@fukasing ❤’d for a starter!!

[intonr]

it had been quite the time since the idol boy had been genuinely shocked by someone. he had never seen another male idol who could reach both high-pitched and low-pitched tones. in all honesty, it briefly upset him. this should be him, he thinks. he’s been working at this for around 6 years now, and even the macne rookie and the buck-toothed nine year old were higher up then him.

watching the other male sing was like another stab in the back. he hadn’t had the chance to show of his potential like this one could, nor was he able to have a debut without it being ruined. he honestly didn’t know what he felt towards this. yearning? anger? sadness? he just couldn’t tell. whatever it was, it certainly did hurt.

he couldn’t even pretend that this one was worse then him, as he sounded quite like him ( only better ) plus, slight emotion on his face was a near dead giveaway. he has no choice but to be honest with this one, he supposes. and so, when the other male finishes singing. he simply walks over there, opens his mouth and murmurs:

╳┊☆ ❝ that...was really good. ❞

@fukasing