started with the SPARK NOW WE'RE ON Fire ! multi muse. GMT. nsfw. by eb.
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Tangledwire:
tangledwire:
“what else should we call it? would there even be a better name for something so despicable? i mean— i could think of a few, but i’m not sure you’d like to hear them!” she giggles then, hand coming up to cover her mouth as her shoulders shake with the force of it. yes, we really are so funny! the rabbit would be so proud of us, wouldn’t he? oh yes, he would! frankly, she couldn’t care less about dancing, burlesque or otherwise, and had at least a minor appreciation for the art, but there was no way she’d ever admit info to someone like mika. there was something about the other female that drew aoi in, but it was certainly not for any pleasant reason. what could it be? how annoying, we don’t even know. so annoying, right? maybe the rabbit knows. ah, he probably does! we should find the rabbit! yes, let’s! she’s about to turn on her heel and skip off to do just that, the pink rabbit suddenly on the forefront of her mind once again, but mika’s stutter keeps the taller rooted to her spot. for a moment, silence settles between them as aoi sizes the other up, takes in her stance as her lips curl into the slightest of smirks.
how pathetic. she’s so pathetic, right? can’t even talk without a stutter! oh, how bad we feel for her. how sad her life must be!
she manages to hold her laughter in as she steps close enough to the other to catch a lock of her hair and curl it around her finger in a loving manner, her own head tilting to the side as she continues to eye the younger her face morphing into its usual cheerful mask. she felt like puking, being so close to something so disgraceful was making her sick, but it was always a good time to toy with the things she found less than satisfactory. currently, mika was one of her favorite playthings, though due to their shared distaste of each other, it wasn’t often she got to play with her. how sad, really. she could show her such fun things if she just let her in. how exciting it’d be. aoi was sure she’d love the lemon candy and the creatures that lurked within the yellow light. her eyes glitter with excitement, but she contains herself for the show.
“you’re sooo cute, y'know?” she hums, letting the lock of hair fall from her finger, but she doesn’t leave mika’s bubble. she has no plans to, so she leaves the choice to mika. whether she played into her games or not didn’t really matter as either way, aoi would enjoy her reaction. her tongue pokes out to wet her lips and she hums at the taste of strawberry, forgetting she’d put on her favorite gloss that morning. it made her lips a nice, sparkly pink. “the stutter is a bit of a problem, though, don’t you think?” she pauses, taking a moment to card her fingers through her hair, annoyed with the way it’s fallen into her face, obstructing her view of the other. mika’s still pink. the pink she didn’t deserve. how annoying. she wanted to paint her yellow. or green. or blue. maybe purple. anything but pink. the creatures laughing in the corner of the street seem to agree with her.
“we could fix it. if you wanted. do you like candy?”
mika stiffens the moment her personal bubble is breached, letting out a shaky exhale as optics narrow upon the female ahead of her. the second aoi’s scent wrapped around her like an unwanted hug, the brunettes fight or flight kicked in and hands immediately stretched ahead to ( gently ) push back the female. obviously unaware of the strand of hair that lay tangled up in pretty pink fingers, ❛ shit - what the fuck aoi ?! ❜ she tilts her head as she attempts to break free auburn strands, fixing her composure as her scowl only grows. her cheeks a little flushed from the overall closeness & comments, with tongue to cheek she averts her gaze. mainly to avoid adding fuel to the fire with her flustered state, as from their previous encounters - mike had pretty much figured out by now more or less what makes aoi tick. theres a glint in her eye whenever she slips up, very much how they shined moments ago at the mere presence of mika’s stutter.
❛ what do you mean fix it ? it just happens sometimes. stop being so weirdly condescending. god. ❜ defensive & quick to respond to comments, mika’s gaze once again finds the female’s, her irritated demeanour still present, however the small glint of rose that dusted her cheeks had fortunately faded. “a bit of a problem” lingered in her mind, it was a problem. she knew that. it was embarrassing, every time it happens the cringe that rushes through her is almost as prominent as the previous. if not more. but that didn’t mean others could point it out, it’s somehow worse that way. acknowledging it off her own personal accord is okay, it’s a quirk she has. that’s it. but aoi mentioning it, using it to call her “cute” and drip a condescending tone into the conversation because of it, is something much more than degrading.
with choosing to ignore any further comments about her career, as by this point, she’s pretty much tired of explaining the concept of dance to this individual. mika attempts to divert the attention onto aoi by quick firing questions in return to her own. brows furrow as she exhales, more stable than it was before, ❛ candy ? that’s a strange thing to ask. are we talking about charlie and the chocolate factory candy or ... well ... ❜ taking a glance at aoi from head to toe, mike pauses, gesturing to aoi’s appearance. ❛ your type of candy. whatever the fuck that might be today. ❜
mika would be lying if she said she didn’t feel an ounce of sorrow for the girl. it’s probably the relativity. having a similar stage like this in her life, of course not even CLOSE to how aoi had gotten herself, even if she didn’t want to, she sees herself in the female. probably where the hate & anger comes from, at least on her end. the countless conversations and meetings they have always end with negative thoughts, but mike still chooses to interact. why ? does she feel a fucked up need to be around her ? regardless, that didn’t matter right now. what mattered is how fast a hand would be to her cheek if she stepped in her space a second time.
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@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.
❛ if not. look away. now. ❜
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@punkicks + yon
❛ i don’t like how it smells in here. ❜
theres obvious stress between her eyes, yon’s gaze is a little frantic as she takes in the surrounding visuals, attempting to find some kind of mental steady ground in order to allow some what of a process to kick in. it’s different. too different. yon is not used to it. a small grunt as her stature shifts to something a little smaller, almost like she’s trying to bury herself within her own cardigan. she knew it was a bad idea to attempt something like this, even when levi originally suggested it, she was hesitant. but her comfort boy seemed pretty excited about it, plus yon hasn’t ever been to a gig before. well ... at least not her own. especially not on a saturday night. she was used to spinning her own personal decks on this day, so her schedule was completely rear ended with this change of plans.
her right arm rests upon her left, rubbing the surface gently as she makes eye contact with a stranger to her left. he stunk of smoke. that felt familiar, almost comforting to her. maybe this wasn’t so bad ... no. she was meant to be at her usual spot right now. not this new area. it wasn’t bad, it was horrible
❛ levi, i really do not like how it smells in here. ❜
𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓 ♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
change any gendered language to your needs. ♡
“ you don’t have to hide your tears from me . ” “ you’re doing great , okay ?? i mean it . ” “ you are so strong . ” “ please don’t ever give up . ” “ i will always believe in you . ” “ why do you always think you have to do everything on your own ?? ” “ it’s okay , i’m here . i’ll always be here . ” “ you’ve always been strong for me . let me return the favor . ” “ just listen to my heartbeat , okay ?? ” “ come on , take a deep breath . it’s gonna be alright . ” “ please , just hold me . ” “ you always meant the world to me . i’m sorry i let you forget that . ” “ i never stopped loving you . ” “ you’ll feel better if you talk about it . i’m here to listen . ” “ you’re so much more than the mistakes you’ve made . ” “ i forgive you . ” “ you are so fucking powerful . ” “ i’m not leaving you here . ” “ i trust you more than anyone else in this universe . ” “ it’s okay to be confused . nobody has all the answers . ” “ i’m so , so sorry . you didn’t deserve that . ” “ healing is not linear , but it’s always moving forward . ” “ you can admit that you’re hurting . it’s okay to not be okay . ” “ hold my hand ?? ” “ you are my home . ” “ no matter what anyone else says , you are so important to me . ” “ don’t worry . i’ll protect you . ” “ shh , it was just a nightmare . you’re safe . ” “ don’t talk about yourself like that . ” “ just say the word . you know i’d do anything for you . ” “ you are loved . ” “ i just need a hug . ” “ i’ll destroy anything that so much as thinks of harming you . ” “ don’t ever let anyone make you feel ashamed of who you are . ” “ you’re not alone . you’re stuck with me forever . sorry . ” “ well , hello sleeping beauty . you fell asleep on me . ” “ if you don’t take your butt back to bed , i will carry you there myself . ” “ i’m sorry to wake you up , but i really need someone to talk to . ” “ i hate seeing you like this … please , let me help . ” “ you are & always will be precious to me . ” “ i can’t believe that asshole said that to you . it’s not true , you know . ” “ you want me to punch him in the face ?? ” “ you deserve every good thing in the world . ” “ you know i always have your back . ” “ you don’t have to worry about anything , as long as i’m around . ” “ stop apologizing , okay ?? i’ve already told you i’ve forgiven you a hundred times now . ” “ don’t beat yourself up over this . be kind to yourself , it’s not your fault . ”
punkicks:
Taken by the inevitable feeling of adrenaline rushing through him, he was more than excited to finally be back in the scene after having not attended a battle-of-the-bands-esque event in a while. He was absolutely in his element and even more so with his favourite company, Yon. He noticed the girl’s hesitation and discomfort but was thrown off a bit since he assumed it wouldn’t be much different to her gigs aside from the fact that she was now an audience member rather than the main event.
“ aw c’mon yons, it’s not that different from your gigs, right? ”
He knew Yon wasn’t comfortable with new sudden changes, after having that talk with her about what-if’s it became more apparent to him that he ought to play it more on the safe side with her, though he’d hoped this wouldn’t be too far off from her daily grind so he couldn’t really understand or see any issues with it. Leaving was definitely out of the question for him, he’s been wanting to see this band play for over a week now, but he didn’t like seeing Yon uncomfortable like this either (it left a bitter feeling in his stomach).
He searched through the packed auditorium-like room, getting on his tip toes to check above the crowd since he was slightly disoriented on where exactly they were. As he looked around for the exit, he couldn’t help but smirk to himself at the view, noticing a potential mosh-pit and seeing people falling over themselves so early in the night. Finally catching sight of the exit, he looked back to her and brought up his hand to her shoulder as he gestured to the exit with his head;
“ d’you wanna grab a drink and head out for some fresh air? calm your nerves a little? ”
❛ it is very different, what do you mean ? ❜
she spoke so very quietly that it was barely audible. her glassy eyes finds his own and the excitement in them struck some kind of chord in her, it’s not often he gets that look. it’s one of her favourite levi looks. in fact, seeing him experience any kind of joy was nice for her. she would never admit that to herself, i’m not even sure if she realises this herself ... however. with her stagnant expression, she follows close behind him. choosing to nod in response to his question once his gaze is caught in her own, yon decides to ignore the strange discomfort in her stomach, at least for now.
yon’s nod is now replaced almost immediately by a shake of the head, biting down on her lower lip as a few strands of hair get caught on her lower lip. ❛ no. i’m not nervous. i don’t want to go outside. ❜ spoken as monotone as ever, a little louder than normal as the crowds surrounding them seemed to almost drown her small voice out. a large group to her right began to shout, just as she finished her sentence, it seems she noticed the mosh pit as well. nothing that yon wasn’t used to by now. her eyes flicker back to levi’s, she took a second to read his expression before coming to the conclusion that he definitely wanted either to be a part of that or get a little closer.
with an hand over her shoulder, yon points over to the chaos attempting to ask her comfort boy a question, however shes interrupted by further loud shouting. it continues for just a couple of seconds so with raised brows, she continues.
❛ do you want to go there ? ❜