Chuu Heart With One Hand

chuu heart with one hand 😆💕

@lighthousc​​ + yon

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ❛ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ is there something on my face ? ‍ ‍ ❜

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍coming across in a rather snappy tone, yon stares into the optics ahead of her, her mirror glassy optics remaining nonchalant & unreadable. as always. this individual interested her, maybe she wanted to ask them ? no. it was way to soon to be considering those types of things. shaking off the thought, she simply scoots just a little further away in her chair, gaze remaining on the stranger’s.

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‍starter call babey!

aoi and mika + yon + colt for funsies :) pls i wanna laugh

please send me a ship and I will tell you :  aoka + yoi + aolt edition 

AOI & MIKA

who’s the cuddler: aoi. mika has literal panic attacks when she tries to hug people FDKGFDGKFHFGHGF so that will take some building up. 

who makes the bed: mika, that’d be the same for all of these. shes literally such a clean freak and everything needs to be in order. if aoi made the bed, mika would still go up after and remake it to make sure its perfect.

who wakes up first: mika, she doesn’t sleep in late. 

who has the weird taste in music: they both vibe to that weirdcore shit that makes you feel like you’re on another realm of existence together so i’d say they’re both on a similar level.

who is more protective: i’d say mika because its literally programmed into her to protect the ones she loves but then again i feel like aoi would literally kill a man for even looking mikas way. probably not even for that. aoi would just kill a man.

who sings in the shower: mika, so loud. so so loud.

who cries during movies: mika but then she says “NO IM NOT YOU’RE CRYING” so automatically aoi is now the one crying.

who spends the most while out shopping: they’re probably both as bad as each other.

who kisses more roughly: mika!!!

who is more dominate: MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM aoi. DJISOFKDGFLDJG. they’re a nice mix but mika gives in often. and in everyday life mike probably follows aoi’s lead a lot 

their song: freak by lana del rey. DSJIOOFKLGFGLFGFLG

AOI & YON

who’s the cuddler: yon. she really fucking hates cuddles one day & then the next you literally can’t pull her off of you. and those happen often, so enjoy your koala. though yon is unhappy at the fact its aoi she’s having to hug, but it will do.

who makes the bed: neither of them. they literally sleep on the floor, on separate sides of the house.

who wakes up first: yon, i dont even think she does sleep. shes too busy thinking about how to become the next god.

who has the weird taste in music: yon forces aoi to listen to her music which is mainly just edm, pretty much all yon listens to anyways. aoi probably finds it weird. yon enjoys it though.

who is more protective: yon saw someone ask aoi to dance once and she didn’t like that so she used her powers to curse that person. simply out of free will. and it awakened something in her and that was because of aoi. i decided this now. yon.

who sings in the shower: neither, its just dead silence and they do it together and stare at each other.

who cries during movies: neither...... i don’t think yon knows what crying is.

who spends the most while out shopping: YON DOESNT SPEND MONEY SHE JUST ROBS AND IM SURE AOI IS THE SAME.

who kisses more roughly: yon, because she isn’t too sure on how to actually kiss good, so its just a hot ass rough mess always.

who is more dominate: aoi.

their song: let her dance by the bobby fuller four.... its just weird and fun.

AOI & COLT

who’s the cuddler: colt. he likes to feel safe and not having a whole bunch of physical contact through his life hes now relying on that affection to keep him going, hence a lot of back hugs and warm embraces at random times that would make a person sad from how much emotion is in it.

who makes the bed: colt, hes gotten used to doing it overtime and will just want to make things easier for aoi, especially if shes seeming particularly gone with the... how would u say it.... drugs? that day

who wakes up first: aoi. colt will sleep for 15 hours straight and he is a heavy ass sleeper aswell so he just will not wake up....

who has the weird taste in music: aoi probably. but colt listens to g-easy un ironically so i think he takes the cake, even from an ooc view point.

who is more protective: colt. hes the arm around the waist, give others dirty looks when they’re together kind of boyfriend. he also likes to rest his hand on the back of her neck, a trick he picked up from levi. and even tap his fingers over it, normally outside to show that shes with him and nobody would be getting near her. the liverpool slang comes out if anyone does though.

who sings in the shower: aoi gets dragged in and colt tries to sing to her. she probably isnt a fan.

who cries during movies: colt, he cries at everything. the smallest thing in a movie and he has to take a step away and come back. hes just a big baby.

who spends the most while out shopping: aoi, colt is having a nervous breakdown trying to keep up with the spends and maybe slow her down a little bit with alternative options. but fails.

who kisses more roughly: colt! hes not known to be soft about it.

who is more dominate: colt. he likes to control what he can, whenever he can. which isnt the best but trauma will do that to u.... JDFKLSGFD

their song: glue by bicep

Henry & Mika ;)

please send me a ship and I will tell you : MIRY EDITION 

who’s the cuddler: it’s incredibly difficult for mika to open up in a physical sense with another person, it may even take years for her to be able to hug henry comfortably. so for that reason, henry is probably the cuddler. she is okay with hugs, however there’s discomfort after a while and she will make that clear.

who makes the bed: mika being the clean freak that she is, she will literally wait for henry to leave the bed so she can make it perfectly. hotel style. motel. holiday inn. she probably sometimes asks henry to do it and then sneaks up to fix it up even more. even when he does it off his own back, she will DJSKFJGFDKDJF MAKE SURE ITS PERFECT!

who wakes up first: mika. shes an early bird. 6am ish??? mainly because she has to give herself time to settle her brain before the day begins. definitely would make henry breakfast though.

who has the weird taste in music: mika is convinced that henry has the weird taste in the music, she struggles to keep serious around him, especially when he has blackbear on. so yeah.

who is more protective: henry. i can see an arm rested on her thigh or a thumb rubbing some surface of her body when she feels a little panicked in a crowded space or yknow. he can probably sense her anxiety and pulls her close and stuff. theres also head pats and stuff as a sense of “im here.”

who sings in the shower: mika is singing. henry joins in. they have a concert. yes.

who cries during movies: BOTH OF THEM SAJDKJJDFGD

who spends the most while out shopping: mika. its normally not her money either if she can get away with it..... DKSLGJFDG. but she would definitely take him out shopping and spend a good 500 on absolutely nothing. i can hear his stressed noises as she does this.

who kisses more roughly: i feel like mika would go in messy like she normally does and henry would roughen it up.

who is more dominate: mika. in ALL aspects.

their song: FRIDAY IM IN LVOE BY THE CURE!!!!!! I STANDBY THIS PERIOD

mika x yejoon

 please send me a ship and I will tell you :  yeka... edition. this is an interesting one

who’s the cuddler: yejoon. that man is a human teddy bear and mika is the a human knife. this is their downfall.

who makes the bed: they both make it, mika makes it super tidy and neat and then yejoon proceeds to jump on it and mess it up again and mika strangles him

who wakes up first: mika! she lets yejoon sleep and normally goes to make him a coffee. 

who has the weird taste in music: they both vibe to five nights at freddys together. they’re both bad.

who is more protective: yejoon, his jealousy and mika’s lack of clashes sometimes as he feels the need to protect her around others but she doesn’t understand that and although she finds his little attempts cute, she normally tells him to stop. mika would start a fight on someone if they tried him tho

who sings in the shower: both of them. dear god. they both scream at the top of their lungs

who cries during movies: mika and then she makes yejoon cry by just staring at him the entire time until he does

who spends the most while out shopping: mika! yejoon doesnt complain though, hes a little confused where she got all this money but respects the hustle and just happily follows her along.

who kisses more roughly: mika... and then yejoon just smirks into it normally

who is more dominate: they switch. but in everyday i wanna say yejoon? because mika controls so much that she wants to feel comfortable to allow another person to take charge of various things and help her out in ways that she would normally do herself! and since they’re bffs, hes perfect for that

their song: the key to life on earth by declan mckenna!

tangledwire​:

( @lofikids // for mika. )

the sky is rosy, nice, pink. she loves pink. her hair is pink but she doesn’t remember dyeing it. maybe the rabbit did it, with his red eyes ever unblinking, ever judging. furry paws painting her hair a pretty pink, claiming her as one of his own. she dawns a dress with a peter pan collar, sky blue, the collar white. it’s short, cuts off at the top of her legs, she doesn’t bother pulling on safety shorts. she doesn’t mind if people see. doesn’t think anybody will. the world is spinning, anyhow. how can they see when the world is spinning and pink? surely they can’t. surely the world is spinning for them too. each step she takes is shaky, a stumble here, a bit of a tumble there. she blames it on her heeled boots, not the fact the world is pink and spinning. the clouds look like cotton candy, the sky like pink lemonade. oh that sounds good. that sounds so good, doesn’t it? we should get pink lemonade. yes, we should! 

she continues this process, making her way through the spinning city streets with a smile on her face, even skipping at some point. she doesn’t know why. she sees many friends and foes alike. creatures staring at her from every nook and cranny available to them and her head screams. over and over again. she doesn’t want to. not now. she’s busy. 

kill. kill. kill. kill. 

no, we can’t. we have things to do. her fingers itch, ache with the desire to rip them apart, laugh at their pain. she hates them, the little creatures, even her friends got on her nerves. they never left her alone. never! it was so rude! so despicable! she would kill them all. 

kill. kill. kill. kill.

she comes to a sudden halt on the sidewalk when she sees a familiar figure, except the form she’d come to dislike so much was adorned with a halo of pink. it didn’t suit her. much too pretty. much too pretty for a whore like her, indeed. whore? yes, whore. we don’t like whores, do we? no, not at all. whores don’t wear pink. it’s much too nice for them. aoi frowns. the city comes to a halt, as well. she moves her arms behind her back, gracefully skips ahead, makes sure to shoulder check the other on her way past and giggles, spinning on her heel dramatically to get a good look at her. 

how ugly. how distasteful. she doesn’t deserve to wear pink. doesn’t deserve to live in this strawberry flavored world. perhaps she should have the lemon. yes, the lemons. the lemons suit someone like her. aoi grins. 

“long time no see!” she sing songs, behaving as though they were nothing more than good friends. she was good at that. pretending. some of her other friends peek out from the shadows around them. one looms over the smaller form and aoi grows excited, wondering if it’ll act upon its urges to feast. though, without her connection to the other side, unfortunately the other would not lose her head. how sad. how miserably boring. “how have you been? still a dirty dancer?” she giggles then, again, head tilting to the side, bubblegum hair falling over her shoulder. 

she’s still bathed in pink. pink the rabbit deserved. pink aoi deserved. not for her. not for a whore.

‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍mika had been watching the opposites little theatrical approach from way back when she turned the street corner. her wobbly, hoppy steps we’re pretty hard to miss as she fumbled down towards the smaller female. there’s no doubt about the panic that sits dormant within songbird’s stomach whenever aoi is nearby, being good at reading people and figuring out their motive, mika read the pink individuals aura to be rather menacing & unsettling for someone of such playful outlook.    ‍ ‍  ‍❛ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ yeah !! sure. ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ❜ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍she didn’t want to be rude, she didn’t see much point in doing that as it only would either feed into that narrative of mika being some kind of devil in her little story. which she wasn’t. maybe in her OWN book she’s considered to be that of a demonic entity, not physically but, emotionally. but not in aoi’s version. it was impossible for her to know any more than just the facade mika put on, especially considering only maybe three people know her for who she really is, which is the bastard aoi sought her to be.    ‍ ‍

 ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍❛ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ dirty dancing ? is that what we’re calling it ?  ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ❜ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍her laughter is almost silent, obviously not entirely impressed with that little snarky comment. she’d gotten used to people having opinions like that, calling her profession “dirty” ... even those who attended her shows somehow left her feeling ultimately degraded & worthless through their choice of words. pain, whether physical or emotional, is temporary. she knows this. she ALSO knows that her job is an art form, dating back much longer than those who would dare speak of her skills in a negative way. so, it stung a little, but not enough to cause a scene.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ eyebrows raise as she eyes up aoi from head to toe, sizing up exactly what she would be dealing with today. what substances did she take. her shaky exterior make it obvious that this was most probably going to end up in some kind of argument, or at least some kind of threat, however as much as mika could prevent that - she would. arms fold as optics find the females, a little glint in them as if to say, oh yeah, you really wanna go there ? a couple of seconds remain as they linger on her gaze, closing off with a shake of her head.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍       ❛ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ y-yeah i still do burlesque. what is it that you do again ? it’s slipped my mind !! ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ❜ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍her voice cracks as her sentence begins, nothing out of the ordinary, mika’s mind is normally travelling a mile a minute. sometimes, not always, her brain simply just ... forgets to put words into the correct order. hence why her stutter can be so prominent. but only SHE knew that ...  aoi wouldn’t know that. mike curses to herself as it happens, it showed nothing but weakness to those unaware. theres an obvious change in stature because of this mishap, she readjusts her posture, attempting to hide her discomfort with defensive arms across her chest.