#mechantel

[chesskilled]

Komemeda + D6 I'm kjerkjerkjehdjdhdhnd

help me procrastinate (meme)

am i cool now hinata-kun

@beliefbled

[gutaikibou-a]

( @mechantel // sc. )

“ Why can’t we laugh now like we did then?? How come I see you and ache and stare?? ”     //     Pork Soda - Glass Animals

[mysterybled-blog]

THE TIE IS /FORMING/

“Die.”

[yakuzabled-blog]

@mechantel hashtag what’s with the hair 2k17

          “I don’t get it... who told you that you could talk to me?”

[beliefkilled-blog]

Ruffle !!!!

send me “ ruffle ” For my muses reaction to your muse randomly coming up & running their fingers through mines hair . ( selectively accepting )

          nagito’s initial reaction wasn’t much. he simply blinked , before looking upwards from where he sat , trying to understand exactly what was happening above him. when a familiar face was in view , it left the luckster in confusion , staring with his eyes wide up at hajime. ah … there’s no way this is reality , is it ? though … it must have been. the feeling was all too real , & nagito was all too under - prepared for it.

          hajime … giving his precious time. giving him attention , affection , even ! what could he have ever done to deserve such a feeling , such a wonderful circumstance ?! to think , that hajime would ever touch him , would ever willingly place his hands upon nagito’s head !!! to think that heaven & earth could combine like this , could come together & give him such an amazing stroke of luck , without even giving him something horrible beforehand !

          to say that this feeling was embarrassment would be a severe understatement. a thick , heavy burning sensation settled deep in his throat , slowly rising through his face & coloring both his cheeks & ears with a lively color that was rare to ever see on a boy like nagito. a bright color , that symbolized life , that symbolized a reaction to intimacy … even if , that wasn’t quite the situation. touch , what a foreign concept. sure , he’d been tied up & left for what could be his death , but he wasn’t ever touched in a way that didn’t seem hostile. 

          so , you could understand the heavy red color in his cheeks , the slight part in his lips , the surprise in his wide eyes. & when he closed them , the salt water welled up in the corners , barely keeping from rolling down his cheeks in hot streams. how happy this moment left him , he must be dreaming , right ? it must be a lie , a joke , a prank , something. there’s nothing that could have prompted a moment like this , not without it hiding bad intentions on hajime’s part. though … part of ( most of ) nagito didn’t want to blame hajime for anything , didn’t want to think this could be a bad thing. he wanted to live in this moment for a little longer , tears pricking at his reddened cheeks & eyes , a small , bewildered smile present on his lips.

[beliefkilled-blog]

@mechantel ♥’d for a lyric .

     " i'll never make it out alive. turquoise water , connect me to the shore of a land , a life left far behind. & i've got these memories burning deep inside -- i'll try to black them from my mind. "

[hopesbled]

@mechantel

              " Hajime! I didn't expect for you to be the first one I saw when I came back. "