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yaneul:
yana walked into the house, almost immediately grabbing a white rag from the kitchen counter to pat down his forehead and neck. “hi!” he excitedly greeted aoi who was settled in the bed. “shall i make you some lunch?” he offered through ragged breath, still exhausted from work. however, the thought of cooking something for aoi felt like such a relaxing activity to focus on after his long day. // @z0yne
Ice glazed eyes watched the human equivalent of a puppy dog bustle around. His hands subconsciously moved a circle for ‘O’ and a swift ‘K’ agreeing to his .... To Yana’a offer. In the coils of his loneliness Aoi had patiently waited all day for the construction worker to return to their den...it .... hurt when he was gone hurt when he was away, but seeing him here....it also pulled at his heart strings in a way he could not describe
So the god news is im still thinking about this blog and want to update and clean it up, i have a few new muses and new oc’s i want to add. And bad issue is my main issue is im to autistic to handle using a new mouse and my old one broke. I have been very attached to one specific brand of mouse that just got discontinued and i can not get myself to use anything else without having a small breakdown. Per usual the main thing keeping me from writing is my lack of icons / ability to make them.
My burst of joy died again, why cant I stay cheerful.
Legitimately slipping from reality.
“Some people are scared of dying younge, they worry about their time running out before they can do everything they want. Make up for mistakes and live freely with passion or peace. Some people are scared of dying old, they dont want to fizzle out. To dry up into a husk and lose the person they once were. Im scared of dying somewhere in the middle. Too old to be young too young to be old. Not quite a tragedy not quite unexpected.
Ive burned up this body already, poisoned it with drugs and prescription medicines. Ran it will my tendons snapped under the stress and my lungs sputtered to a stop from the depletion. That my death wont be anything but the consequences of abused youth catching up with me before i can heal fully. A failure till my last gasp.”
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long time no see ! Sooo alot has been going on but im gonna be cleaning up this madness and see if i can get my multi muse rolling again. Hopefully we will be seeing alot of positive changes around here.
Im getting real sick and tired of auditory hallucinations
give me a ♥ or a follow if you’re interested in writing with my oc who’s loosely based off of patroclus from GREEK mythology! parker is a moody 20 yr old bisexual disaster with a lot of repressed emotions that he contains within himself until he explodes. despite how he acts, he longs for romantic salvation & people to call his own.
pxtro-clxs:
THE MAJORITY of parker’s responses consisted of “oh,” “mm,” and “mhm”’s, one would even go as far to assume that he was UNINTERESTED however cinhel didn’t seem to be phased by it. after a few good minutes of walking, parker noticed a sign that read ‘berry sweet’ with a bright pink display of crepes next to it. he stopped in his tracks and pointed his index finger to it, “how about that place?”
“oh ok” he nods his head in approval, tailing after the other as they walked inside the little shop. A bell rang over head signaling the shop owners and staff of their arrival. Inside the shop was quite and quaint, a very romantic place. Chinel could help but feel himself blush- Had parker picked out such a place on purpose- no it must be coincidence right ?
pxtro-clxs:
oh, that’s a long while. he was curious what made him relocate here but he didn’t want to PRY too much. there was a moment of silence after the other’s response. small talk was challenging… eyes wandered to find a café across the street. would that work?
He chatted away ignoring any signs of comfortability the other might be displaying. He wasn’t very good at reading social ques, or at least not when he was so deeply entranced by another. In fact he was so busy chatting he had already forgotten their little plan to get ice cream.
pxtro-clxs:
it was in fact a deterrent for parker. he didn’t really enjoy walking around; so much for wanting to scout the area. “mhm,” he responded, hands falling into the pockets of his coat. “how long have you lived here?” he asked, while they made their way on the sidewalk.
“Maybe 12 years?” He mused as they walked, “though I dont really remember it all. I’ve moved around alot so I see alot of the city.” As the walked past a flower bush his hand lazily trailed through it plucking a few petals absentmindedly.
pxtro-clxs:
a barren wasteland—? he didn’t expect cinhel to peak a look inside his apartment. “yeah, i still haven’t… unpacked.” sure, parker. it’s not like all your homes look empty and barren. it’s almost like it’s a reflection of him. he walked back outside and locked the door. “did you have anywhere in mind?”
“No not really, maybe we just start walking and we’ll find a spot?” Hopefully that wouldn't be a deterrent for the other man, he didn’t want to discourage him from spending him- but he also didnt want to lie and say that he knew where any ice cream shops or venders where in the area.
pxtro-clxs:
“oh— right now?” parker hadn’t realized cinhel meant they’d be going out right this moment. he SUPPOSED he didn’t have anything keeping him from going. “alright,” he walked back in and grabbed a coat from the coat rack and his wallet and keys that laid on the counter besides it. he’d left the door slightly open since he believed it would appear RUDE otherwise.
Not wanting to be rude, but not able to hold back his curiosity either Chinel popped his head in through the crack, but kept his body outside. This way he wasn’t actually entering the other’s home. yes very clever he thought to himself. “Wow! It’s like a barren wasteland in here! I mean- clean.”
pxtro-clxs:
“oh— uhm,” parker had just walked outside his apartment to the other’s knocking. luckily, he’d just gotten out the shower, otherwise the shower would’ve definitely muffled it. “sure,” parker responded. he didn’t mind looking around the place a bit, he was still new and didn’t have many acquaintances yet.
“Great! Grab what you need and come out, Ill be waiting.” yes yes yes, his heart practically sung with excitement, he was so thrilled. He was really glad that Parker was going to be joining him, he didnt even care if they got lost walking around and skipped getting the stupid ice cream all together.