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[verlxssen]

AY CITTA, IT HAS BEEN A LONG TIME

Since I’m free from exam hell, and have a lot of time in my hands now, I wanna get things going on Noiz again! Long story short, this is a pre-established relationship ad! Noiz has been in the hive for almost a year?? It’s gonna be a year in December, and even though he doesn’t really talk to many people face-to-face, some of you know he’s prone to send mass texts in anonymous, asking all kind of stuff, and it’s possible he did make a few “”””friends”””” during these mass-texts! So, I’d actually like to established these new found friendships, and would reeeeeeeally love to talk them out!

That, of course, doesn’t only work for the mass-texts he sends. He probably hangs around in several forums, whatever there is in the hive’s network, and he’s part of the Dollars too! Anyone who might go to those may have likely talked to him! He doesn’t really identify as “Noiz” online, probably use handles related to rabbits ( eg. rabbithead, @suteusagi on twitter dot com, etc ), but since he’s a very good hacker, he can likely track the person’s he’s talking to IP and find out who they are and kind of… “introduce” himself ( probably just send a text all of a sudden, he’s that kind of guy ).

If you’re friends with a gay ass nerd old man named Koujaku you’re more than free to be Noiz’s “friend” too, since they’ve been dating for quite some time!

TL;DR: If your muse hangs around in the internet or likes to take part of Noiz’s anonymous mass-text polls, and wish to develop a weird friendship ( or not! you can be his “enemy” if you want to, someone who doesn’t stand him, etc etc ) with him, please do give this post a like and i’ll show up at your inbox like ~magiks~.

[verlxssen]

AY CITTA, IT HAS BEEN A LONG TIME

Since I’m free from exam hell, and have a lot of time in my hands now, I wanna get things going on Noiz again! Long story short, this is a pre-established relationship ad! Noiz has been in the hive for almost a year?? It’s gonna be a year in December, and even though he doesn’t really talk to many people face-to-face, some of you know he’s prone to send mass texts in anonymous, asking all kind of stuff, and it’s possible he did make a few “”””friends”””” during these mass-texts! So, I’d actually like to established these new found friendships, and would reeeeeeeally love to talk them out!

That, of course, doesn’t only work for the mass-texts he sends. He probably hangs around in several forums, whatever there is in the hive’s network, and he’s part of the Dollars too! Anyone who might go to those may have likely talked to him! He doesn’t really identify as “Noiz” online, probably use handles related to rabbits ( eg. rabbithead, @suteusagi on twitter dot com, etc ), but since he’s a very good hacker, he can likely track the person’s he’s talking to IP and find out who they are and kind of... “introduce” himself ( probably just send a text all of a sudden, he’s that kind of guy ).

If you’re friends with a gay ass nerd old man named Koujaku you’re more than free to be Noiz’s “friend” too, since they’ve been dating for quite some time!

TL;DR: If your muse hangs around in the internet or likes to take part of Noiz’s anonymous mass-text polls, and wish to develop a weird friendship ( or not! you can be his “enemy” if you want to, someone who doesn’t stand him, etc etc ) with him, please do give this post a like and i’ll show up at your inbox like ~magiks~.

[verlxssen]

got a secret can you keep it?

       A dream.

       It was a rather vivid one, like they were memories that actually happened. In none of these dreams he saw himself. In fact, he barely was in any of them. There, however, was someone else he knew, someone who was a constant in those dreams. At first it had been hard to recognize him, he was a small child no more than fourteen, and the place was a rather strange one, too. Nowhere Noiz has ever been, but the man hasn’t exactly been in many places. 

       The first dream quickly turned into a nightmare. There was blood, a lot of blood, anger, hatred, confusion -- people crying, people screaming, people begging. But least of all, there was this man, the only person Noiz knew, and he was drenched in blood, with a sword in hands and... the only one alive.

       The following dreams weren’t as intense ( except if only for some parts here and there ), and more often than not there was a second person Noiz recognized; there was no way he could not. There were others he knew but no one worth of paying attention to other than the both of them. The dreams, too, they made Noiz dream them as if he were there, as if he were the protagonist of those dreams. And as the person who lived them, he felt everything accordingly. The anger, the hatred, the regret, the sadness, the happiness, the... love. 

       It was weird, too, how he dreamed them in the eyes of the protagonist, of the one person he knew since the beginning.

       ❝Hnngh...❞ How long has it been since Noiz had such intense dreams? Years, likely. Many of them. But they were that, only dreams. He wasn’t one to pry into the meaning of dreams, never was & never would be. The man yawned, a hand to his face to rub sleepiness off his eyes but it was when he stopped.

       It was something Noiz did often, if not all day. Something that shouldn’t be as impressive as it had been. Something that Noiz has never really felt, but something he just did.

       The act of skin rubbing against skin, it wasn’t a feeling as intense as it had been. His skin couldn’t feel anything; it was like something thick covered it. But prying his eyes open had revealed more than Noiz likely wanted to see. The same hand he had used to touch his face -- it wasn’t his hand. It was bigger, darker, and full of scars, scars that weren’t his. It was a hand he knew, however. His eyes ( if those eyes were even his ) glanced to the other side of the bed, expecting to see Koujaku but -- the person sleeping there wasn’t him. It was someone shorter, and by the color of the hair & the way it was cut, it didn’t take a genius to understand what had happened -- and what those dreams were.

       Memories, not dreams.

       ❝Oi.❞ Even the voice-- It didn’t sound like him at all. Of course, Noiz knew it already. That body wasn’t his. His body was the one still asleep, the one next to him, exactly where Koujaku should be. ❝... Wake up.❞

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08/19

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stupidsexykoujaku:

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       He looked happy.

       That was enough, that was what made Noiz sure Koujaku had liked his presents. No, not even them. Just the fact Noiz was there, maybe. He didn’t even know what his boyfriend had bought yet. But that was enough, either way. He wanted to make the other happy, he wanted him to smile and enjoy his day. He wanted him to know Noiz was glad he was born. It was a day to celebrate.

       ❝Just because we aren’t in Midorijima, it doesn’t mean your Individual Recognition chip doesn’t work anymore.❞ Koujaku had likely forgotten about it. Anyone would, if they really didn’t have any problems with it or didn’t work with information gathering. That’s usually how Noiz gathers personal information about people, since they’re connected to a network and, of course, he can easily hack it.

       When Koujaku touched his cheek, though the feeling hadn’t been felt, the gesture itself was appreciated. His heart didn’t skip a beat, he didn’t blush ( he couldn’t ), but he liked to be close to the other. For someone who snapped every time anyone touched him, Koujaku would be the only one who he couldn’t say don’t touch me to anymore. It was a cold feeling, but there was something more to it. The both of them knew that. 

      But either way, Noiz stood on tip toes if only to give Koujaku a kiss. A quick one, but he definitely wanted to feel him the only way he could, the only way he knew how.

       ❝It’s your birthday. I won’t stop you if you want to go through everything now.❞

       There was a smirk as the younger set the gifts aside. A playful smirk that hasn’t been on his face for a while. ❝... In fact, that’s a good idea. There’s one last thing I have to give you, though.❞

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08/19

       It was his time to do something.

       Two months ago, Koujaku had surprised Noiz with gifts that the younger would never have expected. Two months ago, someone had celebrated the reason for his birth, the reason for him to be there right now. Two months ago was the first time in many years Noiz had celebrated such date, a date he never truly cared about, a date he saw no point in celebrating. There was nothing happy about his birth, not when he was told, at a young age, it would have been a blessing if he weren’t born.

       Two months later, it’s Koujaku’s birthday -- and it’s a date that Noiz wants to celebrate, regardless whether the other wanted it or not. Finding out the man’s birthday wasn’t hard; it took only a day after his own for him to look for his personal information to find out his boyfriend’s birthday was only two months short. Albeit the younger wasn’t very used to celebrating such date, let alone someone else’s birthday, he knew the basic; it was a date to make the birthday person happy.

       He was going to spoil Koujaku as he had Noiz.

       It took only several trips to several different stores and plenty of his money being spent for Noiz to get everything he had planned throughout the past weeks. Not much, he still didn’t know Koujaku as much as he wish he did, but he had hoped it was enough.

       It was morning, around the hour Koujaku would wake up ( he knew at least his schedule well ), when there was a knock on the door. He didn’t wait for an answer, barging in slowly with plenty of bags around his wrists -- bags full of expensive shirts & pants, the kind that he had hoped Koujaku would like, one with an expensive-looking wrist watch he was sure would look very good on him ( along with a few bracelets, too ) & a few boxes of cigar, the good quality ones, because he knew the other liked to smoke every once in a while. And of course, a big bouquet of red roses on his arms.

       There was no need to wait for him to say anything. No, this time, Noiz wanted to be the one to say something first. Gently, softly, there was a genuine smile on the man’s face. One that wasn’t often seen in his face but one that made him look somewhat older, a bit more mature & definitely gorgeous.

                                                        ❝Happy birthday.❞

stupidsexykoujaku

[verlxssen]

stupidsexykoujaku:

Really, Koujaku would like to believe that he was using this as an excuse to pry Noiz from these social medias and forums. Even if he knew full well that Noiz might shut them off if he asked. Really, he was a little curious… And leave it to the younger to actually take his curiosity to heart and answer his question seriously. 

“Things move pretty fast on the internet, hm..? If those things die out quickly..”

Intriguing. 

He got himself comfortable as he listened to the other, a grin forming in response to the smirk that was offered by Noiz. “Oh yeah..? What’s that?” Knowing Noiz, it was something that might not be so flattering.

“Something cool?”

There was a smirk.

And that was enough for Koujaku to know that it truly wasn’t something flattering. Of course, it was kind of their thing. Koujaku would call Noiz a brat while he would call the other an old man. It was fitting when one looked at it, even though the meaning itself wasn’t as “pure”. But then again, Noiz wasn’t a pure child. He lacked morals and common sense which were other people’s filter before saying or doing anything “embarrassing”. Noiz didn’t have that.

He leaned over Koujaku, hands on each side of him enough that they allowed the younger to be painfully close to the other’s face.

❝... Daddy.❞

[verlxssen]

stupidsexykoujaku:

verlxssen

“Say, brat…”

Noiz was always on these things.. Be it his coil or the computer. Using his allmates for things Koujaku never thought to use Beni for. He still didn’t quite understand some of these things. “You’re always doing something on the internet, aren’t you?” A quick nudge to get the other’s full attention before he showed what he did know of this technology, closing any application that the other had open as he lays down next to him. 

“You probably have some hip lingo, hm? What kind of chatspeak are you using these days?”

“Any new slang?”

Of course he was always doing something on the internet. It was an habit back from his information gathering days, and most what he would do was simply hack and check for Usui’s status. Here? Noiz actually did close to nothing. Information gathering, yes, but another kind. Mostly check forums and other social medias (as far as Hive City had of those) for something akin to... gossip. It was his own way to keep in track with what happened in other Sectors without having to do much.

He would always have time for Koujaku, though.

❝New slang?❞ Bows arched, it wasn’t a surprise Koujaku was asking something like that. He did have some kind of old-man complex, and looking for slangs used by younger people was a way to try and be “young” again.  ❝There’s a few, but they die out quickly.❞ A pause as he attempts to recall anything “new” people have been using lately, and there’s a smirk. ❝There’s something people have been using for a while, though. It actually suits you.❞

[verlxssen]

justicescales replied to > is going to consider candy thongs next time he’s...

1S TH3R3 4 C4NDY THONG 4LL14NC3 NOW

Ask Leon if you want to join.

[verlxssen]

> is going to consider candy thongs next time he’s with koujaku.

[logicalsoldier]

Noise? Noiz NoLastName (or is it NoFirstName?). The court stenographer. At least now he’s getting better at remembering names.

“Someone has to. Not to mention with the constant moving of the building’s placement, someone has to stay and keep tabs with everyone.”

Sector 01′s mechanics still bewildered him but he isn’t going to start questioning now.

[verlxssen]

       ❝Hmm...❞ He hums in acknowledge. That heat seemed pretty unbearable to some people. At least Koujaku was making quite the fuss over it.

       ❝I can stay here if you want. I don’t really have any interest in going to that beach.❞ Besides, it’s not like he can even feel the heat to be bothered by it.

[unlovedhound]

     “ Are you certain you’re one        of them? You’re sweating. ”

[verlxssen]

       ❝That’s just water that spilled on me.❞

[moonhacks-deactivated20150822]

       “No need, my man! I can fix this up in no time. Well…I could. I left my toolset at my apartment. You have one I can borrow?”

[verlxssen]

       ❝Why would I have a toolset with me now?❞ He had one at home, but that’s different.

[stupidsexykoujaku]

Koujaku thought that he was being careful… For the both of them. He’d made sure that they were hydrated… Even convinced Noiz to go back once he thought they needed to cool off a bit. Yet, he should have seen this coming at some point… The man knew little of the other’s condition but he at least knew that if the heat was too much it would be more dangerous for Noiz than it would be for himself or anyone else. It wasn’t an educated assumption but–

Really, he hadn’t been expecting it. While they were leaving for the second time, Koujaku had been talking about anything to try to lift the other’s spirits at least. It was clear that he didn’t want to go back to the beach for various reasons but the water would help them cool off more than sitting in a stuffy room with no working AC. He’d made some mistake in wandering ahead too far and he really didn’t think something like this would happen… Yet the sound of the other’s body hitting the ground stopped him in his tracks. He’d immediately turned to see if the other was alright and the sight alone was enough to make him anxious.

“Oi– Noiz.. Noiz–!”

He was at the other’s side as soon as he could be, first taking the other’s arm in an attempt to try pull the other up before he’d just resorted to dropping to his knees in order to check on Noiz’ condition. Putting a hand on the other’s cheek, he noticed right away that the younger’s temperature was dangerously high. The worry he felt only increased and he urged the other to look at him first.

“Are you alright…? Let me carry you. Don’t be stubborn now, got it?”

[verlxssen]

       He should have seen it coming. He didn’t, and it was because his body had told him nothing. Because he couldn’t feel his body complaining. Because his body couldn’t complain. There truly was no pain; his limbs didn’t ache, his head didn’t hurt, but Noiz was tired. If there was anything he could feel, was fatigue. Even as Koujaku tried to help him up, he couldn’t gather strength enough to pull himself up. His body was weak, likely a result of what was happening to him.

       But what was happening to him?

       He wanted to look at Koujaku. He truly did. But he couldn’t for many reasons; one, his body barely had any strength to do anything. Two, he would hate himself to look at Koujaku’s worried face. He knew the man was desperately worried about him. And he hated it, for making him worry so much... Especially now that Noiz wanted to make him happy.

       The moment there was an attempt to speak was the moment Noiz covered his mouth as he noticed what was just about to happen; and of course, it hadn’t been nearly enough to prevent it. He couldn’t feel it, but he could smell it: there was vomit all over his hand, all over the floor before him. He knows he should be in pain, there was something wrong with his body. His own breathing was slowly becoming unsteady, and it was only getting harder and harder to breathe.

      Was he breaking... ? Maybe. That body of his was reaching its limit. It was no wonder, it was only bond to happen. But while before he didn’t really care if he died, and he still didn’t, something inside him didn’t want to die either. Even if he had before, and even if he did come back, he didn’t want Koujaku to go through that. He didn’t want Koujaku to be there, witnessing his body breaking slowly. It was much more painful to Koujaku than it was to himself. 

       He didn’t want Koujaku to be there. He didn’t want to... He didn’t... He wanted to sleep...

[bitebox]

       Why should I apologize for the                 M O N S T E R                     I’ve become when                                            no one apologized for                                                                          making me this way?

[justicescales]

Terezi Pyrope @gallowsCalibrator

@suteusagi 1 4M TH3 JUDG3, BUT TH3R3S NOT MUCH FOR M3 TO DO

@suteusagi B3S1D3S, 1 *4M* P4Y1NG P3RF3CT 4TT3NT1ON!!

4ND W1LL YOU?? TH4NK GOD

[verlxssen]

noiz @suteusagi

@gallowsCalibrator ... whatever you say, “your honor”

@gallowsCalibrator i can type here and on the notebook at the same time but it’s hard to play a game and do my job together. you can have it

@gallowsCalibrator just don’t break it.

[justicescales]

Terezi Pyrope @gallowsCalibrator

@suteusagi WH3N W1LL TH1S TR14L B3 OV3R, 1 FORGOT TO BR1NG MY DS

[verlxssen]

noiz @suteusagi

@gallowsCalibrator you’re the judge. shouldn’t you be paying attention instead of playing games?

@gallowsCalibrator i can lend you mine if there’s a break either way

[verlxssen]

noiz @suteusagi

this place is annoying.