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I really didn’t have much to say about it, I just leave it here. my first post on tumblr, by the way.

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me trying to decipher what most of this video means and where this story going

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dixperse:

(Starter call) || @glcssheart

He had awoken only just hours ago.

after having such a bad scuffle with having been awoken so abruptly, ( & with good enough reason but bad execution.) he sat near the edge of the bed in a room alone to better collect himself; thoughtlessly immune to the silence of his surroundings & the dreariness of the atmosphere that swirl about his & everyone else's head. It’s clear here that there’s only one presence home other than himself that he could better identify, despite the deficiency of his  powers, it wasn’t so low to the point of having to sleep more hours just regain what all he had lost.

Doing so would only take him so long, & as of the record in slate of his powers being drained nearly to absolute depletion in only just a matter of hours, it would take days at least just to get enough in to float about; maybe even more, he wasn’t so sure. But there isn’t much he can do but sit here & wait for progress.

something he’s not really in the mood for right now.

He hears just a foot away from the down the hall someone coming up the stairs, having no reason to react to the noise, he simply sits & lurches over himself, arms attached in a more protective stance around the bend of his knees & chest; wayworn eyes scans the walls but none look to the door even as it opens, he doesn’t need to look. He’s already knows who it is & frankly, looking anywhere would incite no anticipation for them; at least not in the happier sense he supposes. still he doesn’t bother to move, listening in as the footsteps draw in closer.

He had been up all day, mostly working but for the most part getting back into the habit of pursing daily life again. It had been well over a week since the incident and the recovery had been slow one. Easily maintained and effective for his nerves  but still a slow one that in the still of the aftermath made him feel a little less over stressed than before. it made no difference though, they never really got over the scope of that situation, and even with mild protest, Vivi insisted that they keep what they found, keep him here and stay watchful to whatever happens. 

Arthur’s not much for curiosity, especially when it came to the supernatural kind. Those things just don’t ever stick with him. And it wasn’t like he wasn’t a magnet for it, they came all on their own without his intention or awareness. A curse he thinks, and when he got a hold that locket in the van, sitting crooked leg and warily tired eyes scanned it with fear, he hadn’t anticipated that shock or that line of pain to jolt his senses awake and ruin his bitterly un replaced arm. It was then that he realized that this-- whatever it was an from where it came from  wasn’t any good for them.  

But Vivi, as stubborn as her head and heart enact, had said it was better to keep it, see what happens with it, and if that ghost ever returns for it, then they can just hope to catch it, if it will manage that much, and possibly- maybe, if the chance ever presented  itself to them, interrogate it. It’s a silly idea all in itself and he knows it, but since he knows he can’t say no to that face, and since that ghost’s mysterious disappearance did shed some curiosity out of him, he begrudgedly went along with it.  it’s the least he can do.

He wasn’t expecting much to happen today, it was quiet and Vivi was out for something he didn’t catch. getting up that stairs and making his way down the hall.  he almost doesn’t catch the shiver he feels as he enters the room, the clutch of the doorknob still in his hand as he enters and then stops mid pivot to stare forward at the figure lurching over at the edge of the bed. His brows raise, then realization strikes, like a lightning bolt and he jerks himself away, the door slamming against the wall as he stammers.

---❝Ah!-- uh...um. I-I’m sorry.. I.. how did, how did you get in here?  ❞

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she stands in the middle of the doorway, watching him do work, but not saying a word, nor bothering to open her mouth or even take a step into their working domain. She’s only ever visited him every so often, when she can, and that’s if she has the time during the days where her own work schedule doesn’t try to compete with other plans she has in mind. 

Today is one of those days, and unfortunately after such a long trip back home, she is tired, and only just starting to comprehend some things for herself as the sleeve of her sweater is twisted and pick at with delicate fingers. A worrying sign that she is unsure of how to go about this.

“ Hey um, do you have any time right now to talk? I have something to ask.”

The tips of his fingers stop mid pivot from screwing away a nail  into a hole, as he watches the way they stand there, never moving inward or outward  or saying anything to him even as he gives her his undivided attention. Which to Arthur, says a lot about the seriousness in her voice, even as he pays more attention to the mystery of emotion in her eyes than the nervous ticks she keep up stride in habit with her fingers, he knows just from this position that he’s sitting in that something is up, more so than anything thus far he’s seen all week.

At the question though, he raises a single brow, awaiting her to tell him what she’s got tangled up in her mind now. The tip of his screwdriver played with between two fingers.

---❝ That all depends.. ❞ He says, rather jokingly, just to set a mood. 

He doesn’t really like the one they’ve got going on right now, it’s too stiff, roughly reposed, but he doesn’t really think he has it in him to speak up and deliver anything else to add to the comment; driving his eyes to the table and back to her. 

--❝Is it a question pertaining to whether or not you wanna drag me out to some desolate house out near the outskirts? Another case opening up nearby or something along those lines. Because I’m gonna have to tell you, I’m not really feeling up to it. ❞

[glcssheart]

I have this one old ask in my inbox asking me if I’m gay and honestly if that doesn’t sum up the entirety of this blog i don’t what else will.

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" Hey Arty? can I ask you something?"

---❝Yeah Vi,  what’s up?  ❞

he looks up from his work, setting a piece of a screwed up nailand screwdriver down gently on to the table. the place is a mess today.but it’s better than most, so doesn’t even bother with trying toclean up as his gaze fixes on her.

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dixperse:

❝I don’t know what you’re talking about.  I wasn’t that heavy, you did a great job lifting me up.  ❞

❝--I mean, I guess? But still. you weren’t like completely weightless. you were--you were somewhat heavy but not like completely to the point where it wasn’t difficult, but it was still a lot...I mean the arm  helped, but Lewis, you weren’t like airless,  or anything. just a little weighty that’s all. ❞

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dixperse:

❝Um, I’m pretty sure it is. I’m pretty lightweight in this form, and last I checked stayed exactly the same weight the entire time so… ❞

❝ --That’s such bullshit! You were heavy when I lifted you that one time!!  ❞

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--❝Okay that is NOT true!  ❞

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Ⓐ

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed

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Ⓐ >;3c

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed || I don’t know??

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pillsandmasks:

❝ Arthur. ❞

[ He tries. only once, and that’s all it take from to press a finger up. ( The most that he can do at least to them, because touching and all that hasn’t really hit the bricks just quite yet between them he thinks.) Tim gives them only just one look and then.]

❝Since when, have you ever had to ask me to chat? Never right?

So what’s changed? Is it my demeanor? My silence? 

You’ve never really needed to do this before. ❞

[ He pauses, his finger letting down as he replaces it with a calm look of question and quick swipe of his tongue meeting the ends of his lower lip.]

❝It’s kinda weird actually. Not the behavior, but just you asking. ❞

--❝ Kinda....weird?? ❞

He reiterates, several times in his head with a squint.  Is it weird? He doesn’t really think so, but if they believe it then... fine okay it is. 

❝ Heh, okay then? sorry for asking then? I didn’t  really think it was in poor taste. It’s not you Tim, it’s just  me. me and my everything, my everything and every piece of my social anxieties coming out of the woodwork. They haven’t changed a bit since I left school and evidently neither have I.. Which kinda sucks? Sorry.❞

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Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours:

malleabilis:

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed

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rip arthur it was nice knowing you.

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❝Yeah because I’m always oozing out coolness like fountain. it’s just endlessly pouring out no matter what I’m doing. Eternal.❞

It’s a joke. Kinda, but she laughs it off anyway with a deep sigh, and looks up to Arthur walking her way.  The book by her desk is sorta shoved aside by a curt nudge of her elbow, dashing an eye to the tiny cat shaped clock next to the wall by the clutters of mess and utensil stacked about the area.

❝ I uhh, actually haven’t…checked the time. oh-holy crap is it really that late?! That’s sucks, I’ve been working through this book for so long, I haven’t  even had the time to check, It’s been so interesting and I haven’t been able to put it down at all today so, my bad I guess. ❞

she didn’t mean to get so wrapped up into the spell book. It was something she had been holding on to since the moment she stepped out of the shop with it from a co worker who had handled it to her as a small gift. Said that she would like it, and inconsequentially they weren’t wrong. 

---❝Eternal coolness.. sounds about right. ❞

He gets a good look over the room, it’s been quite a while since he’s taken time to come in here. It’s not a place he visits much of, but he’s more than aware of the fact that Vivi does, and suspected as much of her presence here since she’s wasn’t present in her room.A bit of a hunch in knowing he’d find her here, studying or researching something as she always does when it gets to be around this time. 

There’s never really been anyone around to tell them off about staying up too late in the night, & Arthur’s been trying to put a fix to that, but even his clock takes off more wildly into nights like these than they do with anyone else in this investigative service. He swears he can relate, and to the Vivi’s situation, it’s all the same.

He spies the book on her desk, heavy looking and raises a brow.

❝What book is that? I don’t think I’ve seen it before in your stack. Is that new?  ❞

No need to intrude on their regime read up, but just curiosity. 

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@pillsandmasks

---❝I know. I know I’ve never needed to ask but. It seems better to just be courteous than to just butt in and engage all the time you know? Like I didn’t really want to disturb you, or catch you off guard or anything like that. I just... uh well.. ❞

He does’t really know how to interpret his words in a way that made sense. It’s all just coming up in a jumble of mumbles and a weird gawky voice. He wishes speaking with them wasn’t so hard all the time but, well what the hell can you do.

[glcssheart]

i identify as an inconvenience to the world