#xiiaoshuo

[pettythieveswithpotential]

@xiiaoshuo​ sent:  “ i know i’m not the person you want, but i’m here . ” - mars 👀

chase considers that for a moment. it’s not soft. nothing about them is soft. but it’s still something. mars is here, despite the odds. and so is chase. still alive. still around each other. so many things change, but this hasn’t. not quite.

“mars…” he shakes his head. “i… don’t think there is anyone else i'd want.”

once, maybe, a ghost of a girl was still haunting him. but holding onto her memory didn’t bring her back, couldn’t bring her back, and he’s been letting go over time.

life’s weird that way, isn’t it? something, something, time and all wounds.

“at the end of a long shitty day? it’s… you. at the end of a good one, too.”

he gives a shrug. it’s not eloquent, but it’s honest, and if there’s one thing he’s been trying to be better at, it’s being honest with mars.

[smthscoming]

starter for xiiaoshuo !!

the bell over the café door jingled as someone walked in. novak, still wiping the counter down in preparation for the end of their shift, sighed to themself. “hi, welcome to—” they looked up into hawke’s grim face. “oh, hey. i was just about to leave.” they tossed the rag back in its place and started out from around the counter, swinging their bag onto their shoulder.

hawke grabbed novak’s elbow, steering them towards the back door. “there’s a guy, outside, who’s been walking up and down the street. his mind, i don’t like the things he’s thinking. i think he might be like us.” novak turned to look at him, aghast, but he continued pushing them forward, through the café and out the back door. “i don’t think he’s here for us but it’s better we don’t hang around. he’s noticed you already.”

they slipped out the back together, out of sight, novak casting one last nervous glance over their shoulder. they so badly wanted to go over and confront the guy, scream in his face to leave them alone, but hawke was right. as much as they hated living like a couple of frightened rabbits, it was better to move away from any potential danger. and besides, there were witnesses around. “i’ll take us home.” they envisioned their driveway, reached into the space and pulled, and a brief blue flash later, the two of them were standing by their garage.

[stfredsa]

bloody mary lost its appeal a couple years ago. even pomegranate juice looks a little too red now, so she sticks to pineapple, now and then throws a drop of gin to pretend she can appreciate the taste of it, still. she prefers the ice anyway. how it clinks against her glass, flimsy and dumb. harmless. “ tell me something nice. a story or somethin’ ”. it’s a quiet plea for relief that she offers with her chin propped over her palm, leaning forward like a child, big eyes and big ears just begging for another one of auria’s shining take on a life worth living, not just drifting by. there’s a bit of hope in her, still. the same kind of cautious skepticism that accompanies every bold, unrelenting statement saying she will never let her tattoo her skin. it’s not really a never, it’s an i don’t know yet, try and convince me. it’s the tiny blade between certainty and unknown where she makes her home —— where hope resides. when the darkness closes in, it’s the light by which she makes her way. leaning over, fred sighs. “ think you owe me that, at least. i’ve been listenin’ to you yapping about magical this and fantastic that for far too long, and now i need it, so —— ”

@xiiaoshuo​ / semi plotted ( ft. auria ).

[atlvntida]

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 《  @xiiaoshuo​​​​'𝔰 : WEIXIN  》

      . ✧ . * . ˚  HE CAN HEAR THE WANING GROANS COMING FROM  the opposite side of the door. the industrial steel , triple reinforced , maximum security , eight inch thick door :  the only thing keeping two survivors from being eaten alive from viral rotting  monsters.  aside from the government-grade protection , NASA headquarters provided bare minimum in provisions.  lockdown was a mess , somehow the area resorted to dilatory procedural tactics, forcing a postponement of typical panic protocol blah blah blah blah blah.

      ricky was far from being as advanced as an army ranger or a marine , but he knew enough of the basics to survive on the  moon  if needed be — how bad could this be ?  but that’s not to say that he was completely tactless , especially with a genuine genius beside him.  well , ricky snorted softly as he looked over to the NASA astronomer. 

     “ uh y’know ,  ”  he scratched his chin while walking over to stand beside weixin.  “  we could  just go  now .  potentially.  preferably.  ”

      he shrugged , somewhat casually as though he were suggesting pizza for dinner. 

[kikiwrites]

@xiiaoshuo — starter Yuzuru was never good at studying, but there was one and perhaps the only thing he’s good at: figure skating. Asked by Shiloh to help with his pair-skating event, Yuzuru was beyond thrilled to help. Observing closely as Shiloh goes through his choreography with his partner, Yuzuru continued to remain silent. Even if Shiloh is a formidable rival on ice, off-ice they were still friendly with one another. Collaborating in projects, helping one another out during practice, giving each other encouragements, it was what you would call a relationship of good camaraderie.  After Shiloh went through his routine, Yuzuru is consistently amazed at Shiloh’s adaptability in learning new routines. Yuzuru smiled and puts two thumbs up, “Hey that’s amazing! You did really well. There are definitely some things that need some refining though. If you want, we can practice the routine together again!” 

[cyberatoms]

                                                 『 █▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒  connecting @xiiaoshuo​ to hexagon 』

      whenever mixy set foot into a place in any of the nanos, people would be looking at her. she never brought a crew with her as most people did. but it was enough to spot the girl blond haired girl with colourful streaks in her hair. especially if the shapes around her eyes were glowing once it was dark. the racer’s eyes immediately fell upon a figure that she knew was familiar but couldn’t exactly tell who. but what really got her attention wasn’t that. it was the fact that some people in the mildly crowded bar was staring at this figure a little too much. so in order to get their eyes off as if to mark her territory once again, she walked beside them.   ‘   fancy seeing you here.   ’  she spoke up with a smile on her lips as she makes a hand gesture for the bartender to give her a drink.   ‘   i remember you but i also don’t. so care to enlighten me as to why you look this familiar ??   ’

[atlvntida]

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 《  @xiiaoshuo​​'𝔰 : TAEHYUN  》

       . ✧ . * . ˚  HE WAITED PATIENTLY IN THE BACK CORNER without much of a thought in his mind.  humans call it meditation , yi hai prefers to consider it years of practice.  by 2 in the morning , his usuals are sitting and eating their usual per usual.  but it’s around 3 in the morning that things often get — interesting.  drunk college kids , drunk adults , drunk rich people , drunk poor people , and an occasional old friend. 

       he caught sight of a familiar figure , the scent even more familiar as he tilted his head to see them in the light. 

        his lips curl into a faint and fascinated yet disingenuous smile.  

       “  well , look who it is.   ”  

[atlvntida]

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 《  @xiiaoshuo​​'𝔰 : WOOJIN  》

      . ✧ . * . ˚  HESITATION CAME EASY WHEN HE  was faced his opponent  :  a plot of winding trails amongst pine and hemlock trunks.  looking in and seeing no way out terrified thomas  ,  not only reminding him of why he was so out of practice back at the precinct.

      the tunnel vision disappeared when heard woojin tap on the car window and he forced himself to take a deep  b r e a t h  and follow in suit by shutting off the engine and stepping out.  thomas cleared his throat , clearly taking his time as he opened the trunk and fished out his heavy lined denim jacket and slowly putting it on.  

     "  you gonna to be warm enough in that?  i have a sweatshirt ,  if you need it.  ”

      he spoke in a gentle tone , waiting for the other’s answer before closing his trunk.  thomas scratched his chin as he looked up to look at woojin  ,  the stubble was reaching the irritating stage  ( which doesn’t mean that he’d be shaving anytime soon  ) .  he was doing whatever he could to ignore the fact that he was visibly upset that there was no other way to the beach  —

      —  but through the fucking woods .