#my drawing request is still open! pls read the pinned post thanks <3

[we-dont-talk-about-potato-nonono]

Can you draw Lacey Shadows and Agent Xero?

YES I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH! I hope this isn’t too out of character because I haven’t watch the pilot for ages so I’m just looking at their images on google for references.

also fuck Nickelodeon for not giving this show a greenlight. I hope Netflix pick up this series in the future. well, we can only hope for now. ty for the request, anon! I hope you like it :)

[peachyjie]

Half Past Three - Pt.2 || Zhu Xing Jie

|| Part 1 ||

Warning : you may suffer and be miserable when reading the part 1, I’m telling you bc I myself cried when I wrote it. No jokes, and go to Ashes when you’re done n love zzt. Pls.

A/N : No, I did not plan to update this last part this long. It’s been in my drafts since the Part 1 was posted *sorry Huba* and basically I’ve been busy with requests. So here we are peeps, the part 2! And happy 200 *that alr passed like 5 days ago???* Just enjoy :>

Requested : No, but a lot had asked about the existence of it so here it is ya’ll!

Pairing : Zhu Xing Jie - Reader

Genre : angst + slight!fluff

Summary : The feeling of losing someone will always hurt the most, but what about the feeling of seeing the one you lost suddenly came back?

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He flicks his phone off for the fifth time, a soft sighs left in between his lips. He stared at the now darken screen, hesitant. “Just make the call”, Xingjie whipped his head towards the voice. Wang Lin Kai

5 months

The same sad gaze the younger always give him after the tragic break up. He remembers when he told them about his decisions, all 3 pairs of eyes give out the same reactions.

Pain, sadness and disappointment

He remembers the voice that echoes in his mind, everyday haunting him. He tried everything to forget. He hope he did the right thing.

He tried to make new works but are all the same, they ended up in the bin.Everything is killing his light. He was pressured, he lost it. He spent months coped up in his own studio, away from any interactions. It was so bad until the point Linkai and Yankai had to dragged him out.

He almost gave up. Almost

He remembers seeing Linkai slamming a paper on the table, staring at the older male. “Ge, let’s go. From square one. You, me, Yanchen-ge and Yankai”.

And here he is now, close yet so far from his spotlight. 4 months ago, he told the younger that the furthest he would probably survive till the 2nd elimination. But here he is now, standing tall and lean, walking to his own hope.

Maybe you are right, maybe this is his time.

Xingjie grabs his jacket and ran out out to the breezing night sky. He yelled out, trying to get the heavy sick feeling out of him. He’s weak, fragile and vulnerable.

Selfish

He’s really selfish. From the pin point of sacrificing his dreams, to losing every hope he has in his career. It ended up making him breaking the string with you, thinking everything will go smoothly.

He didn’t trust you, your words. It was too imaginative thinking one day he will achieve it. Driving him to the edge of giving up, on hope and on his dreams. Yet here he is now, a step closer to acknowledgements. 

He was the one who promised he would stay by your side, supporting each other. But he was the one who ended the us, yet he is selfish enough to want you back in his life.

He stared at the midnight sky, empty. The last night before the Final, and he was desperate. He needed this chance, his last one. He needed you

Drawing random lines on the window pane, you expect nothing. You had it the worst. When he broke it off with you, your life drastically change. Your energy depleted, you lost your own appetite, your mind would always wonder to god knows where and your heart kept aching for him.

Odd, you could say to yourself. It was amazing how a certain feeling could change so fast. One day both of you are really in love with another to even think about breaking up. Then the next day the nightmare happen, yelling and excessive tones thrown to one another resolving to the string being cut off.

Hence, you could never forget about it. You chose to stay on your spot and let time heal it. But it seems like time was also playing with you. 5 months and you felt nothing change. You only felt yourself weaken, being miserable.

Until your phone rang, and it’s from him

Silence, none of you tried to speak out. Afraid, too scared both of you might even break by opening a mouth. Both of you can hear each other’s heavy breathing, the lumps coming in stopping any words from coming out.

“It’s half past three, why aren’t you in bed?”, he started first. You almost choked hearing his voice after so long, the soft tone laced in concern. You wished you could laugh but you knew this was already enough to break you.

“I could say the same to you”, you said back almost in a whisper. He chuckled weakly, breaking a small smile even if you can’t see it. He sighed.

“Come to my Finals tomorrow”, he said. You stayed silent, unable to think of an answer. Xingjie probably noticed this, but he wasn’t ready to give up. He’s desperate, he needs this. He needs you to be there

“We miss you. Linkai, Yanchen, Yankai and me.”, Xingjie choked out. He knows you can feel his desperation through the line, but he didn’t care. “Come to my Finals tomorrow. Please”

You were sobbing, tears a little by a little slowly falling down your face. Trimming lines that shines by the moonlight’s light. “I miss you”, he said as a final. Waiting for your answer, the heavy feeling in his heart.

And the bullet hits him too hard. “I’m sorry, Jie. I can’t”

He didn’t know what kept him hoping, what made him think you’re playing a sick joke just to surprise him. He thinks you’re playing with him.

Because in every stage he performed in the large stage, he would search. Even until the time he stood waiting for the Final’s announcement, he searched. He didn’t care how impossible it was to find you in that many sea of people. He still searched.

Until the end of the show, he didn’t find you. He didn’t see the familiar pair of eyes that belongs to you, you never came.

He felt sick downs itself in him, he felt like a sore loser. Because once again, his light went off. He didn’t make it. He lost his chance again.

It didn’t take long for him to lose his light, but it didn’t take too long for the light to come back. People started acknowledging him, see him in a bigger perspective. As if a new gate opens up for him, his life changed.

People started to know who he was, what he really does. Things are actually going well. His music are known and it pushes him to do better. He felt a new glint of light passing in his dark road.

But that wasn’t enough. Xingjie is an idiot, an idiot filled with regret. He felt lost and empty, there’s still a hollow in his heart. He started to feel the intensity of the torture more and more. He should’ve trusted you

But was it too late?

You couldn’t help but smile at his success. You knew he can do it and he finally did. He may think you didn’t even care, but you still supported him even after the breakup. Knowing he went to another show to start from one again, you tried your best on helping him.

Seeing him going up each day sent you flying. You’re proud of him, he finally did it. He got to grasp to his dream, he found his light to lighten up his own road.

You couldn’t even ask for anything more.

Xingjie was laughing with the other trainees as they were practicing for the event later on. He felt loose and content everyone is getting the light they deserved on to. Yanchen took a bottle of water and gave one to him, Xingjie accepted it and nodded as a thank you.

“Make the call”, Yanchen said of out the blue. Xingjie just screw the cap and put the bottle beside him and sighed. “It’s no use, it’ll be just like last time”, he stood up trying to proceed on practicing again.

It wasn’t until Yanchen grabs his hand, staring at his Ge with a slight glint in his eyes. “You never know if you don’t try”, and lets the older one go.

And there he was, standing once again on stage. He felt the pride slowly hugging his figure, the content smile on his face. How much had he longed to stand on it, performing. He had his fun, he made it all last.

Trying his best to sustain the longest memory on stage before going back, to another pause wondering if there is another one after this. He longed for it

Microphone on his hand, he smiled at the sea of people who are staring at him in adoration. He smiled wider. The shine in his eyes was back, he felt content wanting this moment to last.

Then that’s when he saw, he met the pair of eyes that’s so familiar to him. The same eyes that would crinkled in his own dumb jokes, the eyes that always stares at him in adoration, but also the eyes that’s staring at him full of pride and love right now.

You

You came. Xingjie didn’t know anymore, he was frozen. Then he was laughing, trying to compose himself but he felt like he’s losing it. He didn’t care, you actually came.

You locked eyes with him, a banner covering half of your face. Your eyes crinkled as you smiled too wide noticing his own laugh. You see him staring at you again, those eyes that you always love. He stared, soon a wide smile is on him again. Mouthing the words he sees on your banner, he laughed a little again.

I knew you could do it, I love you

The same glimmer and light on him never once faded, he just shines brighter than ever. Once again he made a song you knew that was dedicated to you. He locked his eyes to you once more, he mouthed.

Thank you

You smiled, the feeling never changed. Both of you got separated but yet like a magnet was drawn back to one another. He thought he lost you forever, but who knew you came back to him anyways.

When you went back home ready to wash up and go to bed, before your phone rang. You smiled, the same time like last time. You slide to answer, your heart swelling.

“It’s half past three, why aren’t you in bed?”, you laughed. Loud and in content, no aching heart this time. He chuckled, adoration and love in him.

“Come back to me now, Y/N”