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@zhanfang
hiatus-ish
going to take a break from tumblr for a bit. reasons under the cut.
❛ wouldn't it be nice if we could, i don't know—turn back the clock sometimes? ❜
“Kid. You took the words right out of my mouth.”
This green little kid, reminded the teacher a little of what used to be. So much excitement. So much drive. There was a time they were the promising first years who wowed the school and the world. And now he was some sorry excuse of hero, hiding from scandal in teacher’s clothing. But what he wouldn’t give to turn the clock back. To be that hero again. Optimistic and brave. To go back to before. Before he was coward. Before fires and ash and running and running and running. To a time when he could stand still. What he wouldn’t give to make the clock stop then.
“I don’t suppose you hear much news from Australia. About Evergreen, the hero that hid while his comrades burned around him.”
there is going to be a MOMENT OF SILENCE on OCTOBER 17TH, 2017 to celebrate sarah’s life. it will take place for 15 minutes at 5:00pm GMT+2. please do not post on your dash during this time.
ship with me you cowards
karismatickitty:
kana had an eye for people. she remembered them rather well. it was no surprise she remembered him if he was on STAGE. she was smiling at him, until his hands started to reach for her and she gradually tipped back. —-he probably thought they weren’t real, which is why he could touch them.
still uncalled for. —-that was until he stopped to ask, which brought the smile back. at least, he wasn’t being a total creeperino. ‘ sure… but, don’t feel too much. ’ she said, tilting her head in his direction, giving him easier access to her ears.
She didn’t seem too comfortable with him touching her ears, perhaps he shouldn’t. He put his hands away, stepped back and scratched his head. It was never his intention to be rude, but his do first and think later mentally often got him in that situation.
“Nah. Don’t worry about it.”
“So what’s a cute kitty doing up here,” he smirked. “All the hot single guys are downstairs.”
Replaying that scene in his head, it sounded as cheesy and awkward as he could make it. He shook his head, wandering out towards the edge of the building, taking in the city air. Even all the way up here, he felt a little stuffy. He gave her a cursory glance. Before turning to her, leaning on the barrier, back to the city.
“I’ve always wondered what kitty cats up to at night.”
RAPIDGROWN
this is an indie rp blog, and sideblog for zhanfang, this boy is a part time english teacher at UA, and part time hero this blog is written by a bird
lover, please stay with me.
HOLD 💟
karismatickitty:
as much as she loved to dance and party, her ears were a bit more sensitive than others, even with her HUMAN ears out. so, after an hour or so of clubbing, she headed to the roof to cool it.her ears were ringing… she might be up here for a while… but not alone.
‘ hey. aren’t you that cutie that was singing downstairs? ’ causal and natural flirt. this was kinda like a manga if you think about it, where you meet a band member and get swept away or something…
she didn’t realize her ears were out and about either! must haverelieved the pain a little. ‘ oh, do i have them out…? darn. wasn’t suppose to have em out. ’
“Guilty.” He probably shouldn’t have been surprised. Clubbing often attracted a strange crowd of people. He tired match her tone, although for him it was a lot more forced than he liked. Then he placed a hand to his chest and smiled, “You caught me.”
Kitty ears-- must a cutsy kind of girl. Was it a fashion trend? He had seen quite a few girls around university and downtown wear cat ears. Some were bedazzled with shinies, some were made of faux fur but... none were as realistic has hers... They looked so soft. His hand began to reach up for them but stopped. He probably should ask first.
“Can I... touch them?”
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as winter yields to spring, i will rise again
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karismatickitty has bloomed
He never liked the loud noises. The music was fine, but the pulsing speakers made his head throb. Even though if it was his own voice. He preferred to be out in the bush, surrounded by the trees, where the birds made the music.
After he was done, he stepped out onto the roof. Even this far above the city, he felt like it was closing in on him. At least the city lights were pretty, they looked like fireflies set into a pitch black sky. He could still feel the throbbing of sound waves vibrating the floor, he was standing on.
-- I can’t believe I agreed to sing today
“You here to escape the noise too?” he noticed another figure sitting on the edge, looking out to the city lights. He walked closer, he squinted. “Are those-- kitty ears?”
I drink to 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 And I drink to 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝
skymade:
She was given a way out of explaining why she’s purple. The sky must be looking out for her, today. “Okay, sure.” Willow takes another long drink – shivers at it. It’s really bitter. “What do you drink, then? If not, like, cyanide.”
He just stared-- kind of mouth half agape. She seemed to ask that question like it was normal to drink cyanide. “Ummm like water? You know plain and simple, not poison water. Oh I like juice, fruit juice, if that needed to be cleared up.”
flowers will fade and die but i will endure
Of all the things you choose in life, you don’t get to choose what your nightmares are. You don’t pick them; they pick you. – J.I.
skymade:
“Liver? You mean, the things with the four leaves? And they’re green? But not really? No, wait, I think they’re actually green.” Did she mean clover? “Well, it’s a solid. I tried making it into food, but that tasted like shit. So then I tried the cocktail thing. This is my fourth glass! It’s okay. It’s a little bitter. Wish it were less salty.”
What was this purple girl talking about? Since when did livers have leaves? Klaus was no expert in anatomy, maybe they had leaves. Maybe she meant leave as in flaps or appendages, but then again, he didn’t think the liver had that either. He just nodded. “Shit. I wasn’t serious about the cocktails. Well, you ARE purple. I’m not sure why I’m surprised. Wait does the cyanide make you purple?”