#collapses and wails

[serenescribe]

if the 3 sentence prompt is still open, maybe something with rook interacting w diasomnia somehow? i think about lilias pe card with their interactions a Normal Amount

[✐] ficlet frenzy

“Ah, if it isn’t Monsieur Endormi!”

Rook smiles at the way Silver startles as he approaches him, whirling around to stare at him with bulging eyes. One could almost describe them as bug-like, blown open wide in shocked surprise. “Pardon the intrusion,” he continues, “but I could not help but notice you wandering about the school as though you were a lost lamb.”

“Rook,” Silver greets. There is something Rook recognises well as an edge of unease in his voice, having heard it in plenty of the people he has approached before. Silver shifts, crossing his arms, those exquisite, alluring eyes, hued the colours of the auroras, flicking up and down. “Were you following me the whole time?”

To that, Rook only grins, feeling the corners of his eyes crease as he smiles. Sometimes it is better to let the silence speak for itself, non?

“That deep focus in your eyes,” Rook muses, attention honing in on Silver’s face. “Might I be correct in saying that you are searching for something? Or perhaps even someone?”

Silver’s eyes widen once again, pink lips parting ever the slightest bit. “You… How did you know?” At least, those are the words that spill from his mouth; Rook knows, based on the way Silver’s pupils shift to the side, one hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck uneasily, that what he is really thinking is: Am I that easy to read?

Perhaps not for everyone else, but nothing is impossible for him.

“C’est tres simple!” Wagging a finger in the air, Rook smirks. “You were sporting a look any hunter would recognise: a sharp and searching gaze for one’s quarry.” It is, after all, a look he recognises well; Rook has seen it reflected in his own face, in mirrored images or photographs taken of him. “And what a coincidence!” Rook continues, sweeping on, pressing a hand to his chest dramatically, another held out, palm facing upwards. “I happen to be unable to find our dear little crabapple in the dormitory today, so I’m out for a bit of a hunt myself. Mind if I join you?”

“Well…”

“Might I gander a guess that you are searching for one Monsieur Crocodile?” At the sound of the nickname, Silver snaps to attention, gaze sharpening and fixating upon Rook’s face. Perfect. “A most peculiar prey to be tracking,” Rook sweeps on, “given that his powerful voice usually gives him away.”

“I am searching for Sebek,” Silver concedes, confessing the information. He peers at Rook; “It isn't like him to disappear like this, and he isn’t answering his phone either. Your hunting skills are renowned across campus—”

“Merci!”

“—so would you happen to have an idea where he might be?”

Oh, Rook knows. He knows where the two of them are — Epel and Sebek both, trying their best to be subtle but failing to hide their trysts from the skilled eye of a marksman. Rook likes to compare them to precious little buds, flowers that have only begun to unfurl into bright blooms; they lack the experience of navigating life and love, only beginning to dabble into the tumultuous journey that is l’amour in their first year of school.

They are hiding out at the Ramshackle dormitory, of course. Where else would they be? Rook has known for a while, having tailed Epel there after the boy blurted out the truth upon receiving a thorough interrogation from Rook for breaking curfew multiple times. Similarly, he caught on rather quickly to the fact that Epel’s amour was none other than Sebek Zigvolt through the process of elimination — there were only so many companions their little crabapple had, after all.

But where would be the fun in revealing all this information so easily?

[devicecontact]

who wanna see my toy

ferry oar👍

[wormtime123]

it’s actually driving me so fucking insane that cleo’s extension of trust didn’t end in betrayal. they saw the guy with a reputation for running as soon as the going gets tough show up on their doorstep and they gave him a chance anyway. cleo’s goal was never to win all they wanted was to cherish whatever time they had left with the people they cared about. she would have done anything for etho to survive and she brought grian into that circle despite the risk and it didn’t end in betrayal. cleo joked about it and scott who she respects so highly called grian untrustworthy to her face and she just laughed it off and it COULD HAVE WORKED. they were just so clearly outnumbered. grian told her to move, fought tooth and nail to fend off three people for long enough and if scar hadn’t come around cleo might have actually had a chance of escaping. she never would have asked for any of it but it was through giving her allies that chance that they proved themselves when it mattered most both during the apocalypse and at the very end. are you kidding me

[roserefrain]

“Some things are worth a little risk.”

beautiful floriaster commission drawn by @moonsetsoda !!!

[tohruies]

𝔂𝓪𝓸𝓬𝓸 𓂃 xiangli yao ෆ coco

“what am i supposed to do, if i try my best but it’s still not enough?”

“if your best isn’t enough, then i will give you mine, and together we will reconceive what it truly means — enough.”

the wedding — jóhann jóhannsson

carpe diem — maurice jarre

arrival of the birds — the cinematic orchestra

forces of attraction — jóhann jóhannsson

polka dots and moonbeams — miharu koshi

[totalswagisland]

this is literally cinema it's literally kino im losing my shit right now

[ge0culus]

watching marineford. every episode i cry.

[gotta-bail-my-quails]

no matter what happens i gotta live to see X's episode

[adhdo5]

Saw a deeply compelling fic link and the link is DEAD bc the author DELETED ALL THEIR WORKS let's all go right to hell

[hungryslothwrites]

me, lying on the floor in a puddle of my own emotions (eyes too dry for tears + can't risk catching cold): never underestimate the power of indulging hyperfixation

[everyday-is-uncle-day]

Jamie not understanding his obvious depression but expressing it anyway.

and soon after with Roy ….Jamie’s breakdown.

[ratcandy]

I DID IT I SACRIFICED RATAU AND ALL I GOT FOR MY GRIEF WAS GETTING CALLED A MONSTER :(( I KILLED MY DAD FOR NOTHING :(((( THIS GAME SUCKS 0/10 GIVE ME MY DAD BACK

[dandyshucks]

got overheated yesterday and suddenly remembered how i very likely got heatstroke as a teen that my mother didn't really take as seriously as she should've but ANYWAYS LOL I was ... of course thinking about Guzbug stuff in connection to that because what else do i do with my brain LMAO

I honestly do not have much of a concept other than "i get heatstroke bc im from sinnoh and therefore not used to the heat, and Guz is concerned and caring about it" FHDSHGJKL apparently that alone is an entire meal for my affection-starved brain 😭😭😭 i must write a fic.....

[totalswagisland]

i don't like how search and do not destroy went about creating a conflict for gwen and trent and getting trent eliminated but their corny fucking reactions to their mutual heartache are so so so fucking funny i love it

[candycryptids]

Laying so sweetly in bed

I love you adjustable cane you never do me dirty you’re always right by the door when I need you and your wrist strap is sexy and handy and I will NOT take you for granted when I have to go down the scary stairs and I’m having The Agonies but I still need to move about for my health I am kissing you metaphorically with tongue

[clairobscured]

who needs an alarm clock when you have a dog who will scream at you at the top of his lungs until you're awake so you can let him outside :)