sternenhxmmel

[sternenhxmmel]

         Like there’s no tomorrow,                                                                  like there’s no next time.

canon-divergent multi-oc blogs for [k] project, written by vaire & jia.

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Jaejoon furrowed his brows, his lips forming a frown. He didn't like that detail at all and he had no intention to hide that. Raising his hands, he cupped Fuyuki's cheeks for a moment, thumbs brushing over his skin, before he leaned in to kiss his boyfriend's forehead. '... there'll always be people who have a problem with something that isn't a problem. As I said, I don't mind. You being a Strain doesn't change anything.'

The ends of his lips tugged a bit upwards at those words, and once again, Fuyuki’s expression melted into the same smile that he always wore around his beloved. Staring into the other’s artificially blue ones, the silver-haired male finally let out a soft sigh while he shifted slightly, not once loosening his hold around the other as he simply flopped down onto the sofar while pulling Jaejoon with him, so that both of them ended up laying next to each other. 

The movie was long forgotten by now, and the fact that they hadn’t turned the volume up only made it easier to ignore what was happening on the screen. 

“My family is quite the traditional one, where the members claim that they are really open-minded and what not - until they found out that I’m a Strain. Seeing that I was of age already back then, it was easy for them to kick me out. It’s only thanks to my aunt’s help that things turned out better than it would have been, though. She was also there for a cousin of mine who also turned out to be a Strain. I dare say that she is the only one in the whole family who is actually open-minded and accepting of things that are new to her.” Gently, the older male reached out to gently trace his boyfriend’s cheeks with his fingers, his touch light and caring, as if he was trying to memorize each and every inch there was. “It’s a pity that I lost contact with her, though. The last thing I heard was that my cousin came here to Shizume City as well, and that my aunt left the family as well because they made life hard for here there for sharing a different opinion and all.”

#{ asks: fuyuki } #escaprxsm #{ ic: fuyuki } #{ interaction: jaejoon } #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱

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⊰ adorable kitten ♥ ⊱ :

    The kiss was a good sign – not enough, but a start. Mizuki seemed to have understood now, at least, which, for whatever strange reason, relieved Tsubaki. He didn’t waste a single second to lean into their brush of lips, melting just a little into it all and against the taller. He shivered again but couldn’t say if it was because he was half-naked or because he anticipated everything to come from this point on. Perhaps it was both.     As soon as the other drew back, Tsubaki exhaled with a disappointed whine, but the sound trailed off into a soft gasp the moment the other’s fingers brushed over his chest and at the same time those kisses rained down upon him. Breath hitching in his throat, the hellion closed his eyes again and tilted his head while his hands found their way back into Mizuki’s hair. This time, he curled his fingers into it right from the start to give it a few encouraging tugs. But this was still not enough, as nice as it all was.     He exhaled shakily, the Blue Clansman’s name dripping from his lips together with his breath. Impatiently, he bucked his hips a little, hands tugging at the other’s hair once again.

The tugs to his hair only served as encouragement for what he was doing, and if possible, the Blue Clansman tugged his beloved even closer to himself and even grunted softly in disappointment as he realized that there was still a few layers of clothing preventing their bare chests from pressing against each other’s. He sighed softly against the other's skin, actually torn between pulling away again in order to take undress himself and resuming kissing the younger male as his lips trailed upwards again.

In the end, he only pressed their foreheads together because even the smallest distance between them felt too much for him to handle. His breath was leaving him in short pants, and his other hand that had been resting on the hellion’s frame moved as well, fingers gently dancing over the bare skin while trailing patterns on it.

“...undress me?” he murmured out softly, his words followed by another chuckle as he was oh so tempted to claim the blond’s swollen lips again. 

#{ ic: mizuki } #escaprxsm #{ interaction: tsubaki } #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱ #nsfw text //

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#⊰ shiro ⊱ #⊰ spinel memories ⊱

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#⊰ crystal reality ⊱ #⊰ ruby memories ⊱ #⊰ diamond memories ⊱ #⊰ topaz memories ⊱ #⊰ carnelian memories ⊱

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⊰ ...a tail?? ⊱ :

“Mister, you’re really persistent. All that just so I wouldn’t leave you behind?” He questioned. “Well at least you didn’t hit your face on something.” He turned around and started grinning, subconsciously uncurling his tail to start swaying it around like a cat. “Sliding is fun, especially when in the dark~” he grinned, already beginning to skip off. 

                    --!

Lips slightly parted, the Strain had been about to retort something when the movement of something... long caught his attention, and bi-coloured hues widened in surprise as he realized that he was actually staring at a tail. Words seemed to fail him for the time being, and his mind was racing to make sense of what he was seeing because it just looked so real - and he couldn’t even distinguish what kind of animal said body part belonged to. 

     “Uhm--” He was so confused.

#{ ic: yukio } #illusionaryscale #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱

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Of course, that information came as a bit of a surprise. It, however, didn't change a single thing about the way Jaejoon saw Fuyuki, or his feelings for him. If anything, he was intrigued now. 'Mind control ... that sounds dangerous. And actually kind of interesting.' He hummed idly, musing on that for a moment. 'I don't mind you being a Strain, though. Why would I? You're still you.'

He would be lying had he said that he wasn’t relieved about the fact that the younger male’s opinion didn’t change in the slightest. Expression softening visibly, the silver-haired male leaned in once again to press another tender kiss onto his boyfriend’s lips before he continued talking. 

“Well, to be honest, I’m not too familiar with that ability yet. The only times I used it was in emergencies, like, when I was twelve and tried to get away from a group of drunk people. That’s how I discovered this ability in the first place.” And, being confused about what he did, he ended up consulting in his parents about it - even going as far as to demonstrate what he could do. It was too late now, though, to think back on his mistakes, not to mention that there wasn’t anything he could do to undo everything anymore. “The shield is always up though - or rather, I need to focus to actually pull it down, as strange as it sounds. But seeing that it actually protects my mind, I guess there’s no harm done in keeping it up.” 

There was a moment of silence. “...there were people who minded that. And they knew me for far longer than you did.”

#{ asks: fuyuki } #escaprxsm #{ ic: fuyuki } #{ interaction: jaejoon } #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱

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{ quinn to jaehyuk } [txt] Hey, baby ♥ [txt] This is your daily reminder that I love you ♥♥♥ [txt] Meet me at the coffee shop later? I'll be there around the same time as always~

[txt] !!!

[txt] I love you too! Lots and lots! ;u; ♥♥♥

[txt] And of course - there’s no way I wouldn’t want to.

[txt] See you later, dear! ♥

#{ asks: jaehyuk } #{ message: jaehyuk } #escaprxsm #{ ic: jaehyuk } #{ interaction: quinn } #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱

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[txt] Home, duh. [txt] [attachment: address]

[txt] I’ll be there in a few.

#[ aka dropping his work off to Atsu and then running before the other can stop him or something ] #[ way to go ] #{ asks: mizuki } #escaprxsm #{ message: mizuki } #{ ic: mizuki } #{ interaction: tsubaki } #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱

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[txt] Maybe it was. [txt] And maybe you should come over, then, and do that.

[txt] ...

[txt] Where are you now?

#{ asks: mizuki } #{ message: mizuki } #escaprxsm #{ ic: mizuki } #{ interaction: tsubaki } #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱

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⊰ caring heart ♥ ⊱ :

♡ gentle flame.

⊰ eiyasu ♥ ⊱

The ferromancer had never been good at hiding the fact that he was planning something, and with Yasuhide and him living together now, the blond wouldn’t have been surprised if his boyfriend knew that something was up. How he managed to not spill the beans despite the fact that he almost always easily gave in when it came to the sharpshooter was beyond him, but somehow, the sole wish of wanting to surprise the other helped his resolve to remain strong, and whenever the question was about to come up regarding what was going on, the Red Clansman would simply lean in and pepper the younger male’s face and lips with so many kisses until the topic was dropped. 

He probably wouldn’t have been able to keep quiet about what he was planning for another week without things getting suspicious. 

Making sure that he would be home before his beloved returned, Eisuke used the bit of free-time he got to set things ready. Half a year ago, he wouldn’t have even dared to set foot in the apartment without his boyfriend around due to his fear of animals in general, but with the veterinary assistant’s help, things had gotten a lot better - to an extent that the assassin even managed to pat Kira’s head with a small smile on his lips. Not that he did that for long today, because preparations wouldn’t be finished on their own as the seconds ticked by. 

By the time Hide returned home, he would be greeted by the older male, who didn’t waste a second to help his lover out of his coat to then tug the other into his arms and press a sweet, lingering kiss onto those familiar lips. “Happy birthday, dear, and okaeri,” he murmured softly as their breath mingled, and his lips curled up into the smile that was reserved for his boyfriend only. A few more kisses were stolen, a small attempt to calm his fast-beating heart, before he led them both towards the living room, where he had set up a birthday cake (bought, or else it would only be additional work for Hide afterwards), a bouquet of red roses in a vase and– 

A small casket made of silver, sitting almost innocently on the desk. 

Eisuke placed the box into the brunet’s hands, only now noticing that his fingers were trembling slightly as he offered the sharpshooter a small, crooked smile. It didn’t help to ease his nerves, not even as he took another deep breath.  He figured that this was normal, seeing that it was another big step in their relationship together, and finally, with his gaze not once straying from the younger male’s, the Red Clansman went down on one knee while both his hands still held onto his beloved’s tightly. 

“I’ve… probably worried you quite a bit over the last few days with how blatantly obvious I was trying to be secretive, Hide.” He squeezed the brunet’s hands in his while offering the other an apologetic smile. “I want you to be happy, you know? To always smile and be able to think back about these days with happiness radiating from you. But somewhere in-between when we were dating, I noticed that this thought wasn’t enough - that I want to be the reason for your happiness, and that I want to be with you for the rest of our lives so that I can fulfill this promise. You’re important to me, dear, and I don’t even want to imagine what it would be like if we had never met, and I know for certain that you’re the only one being able to make me really happy, that you’re the only one I want to be with forever.” 

He barely noticed the way his voice had started trembling during him talking, or how he almost unconsciously opened the casket in Yasuhide’s hands to reveal a pair of matching rings that he had made himself. “And thus, I’m asking you here, Kobayashi Yasuhide… will you marry me?”

    Eisuke was a terrible liar.     Maybe he was simply terrible because he and Yasuhide never kept secret from each other – not anymore. Maybe the sharpshooter also simply had learned to read the other like a book, no matter how hard he tried to be secretive. Eventually, Yasuhide simply gave up on asking what the fuss was about, as nice as the other’s method to make him forget about the matter for a little while was. So Yasuhide waited, growing more and more curious each day but not prodding anymore.     So when he came home on his birthday and Eisuke was already there, he finally understood. He should have probably figured from the start. How foolish of him.     Despite the other’s words and gestures, the brunet opted to stay silent, only the small, delighted smile on his lips giving away that he was very pleased with this entire situation even without knowing what Eisuke had even planned. As soon as he was led away and then presented with that cake and the flowers, Yasuhide raked his gaze over both for a few moments and even allowed for his smile to widen. But it faltered, then, as soon as the small casket found its way into his hands. He couldn’t for the life of him say what he expected to find inside it and he even got so caught up in those thoughts that he nearly missed Eisuke lowering himself onto one knee. That fact alone was enough to send his heart into a sudden, shocked frenzy.      Nothing could have ever prepared him for this, he quickly figured as word after word spilled past Eisuke’s lips and lingered in the air between them. At some point, Yasuhide had started trembling lightly in his spot, mouth slightly agape and eyes a little wide – and wet. He was once again a little too engrossed in everything that was happening that he missed his cue to look down into the opened casket. Instead, his gaze was glued to the blond while his brain frantically tried to process that last question that seemed to have wrapped itself around him like a lead blanket. Almost automatically, the sharpshooter lowered himself, as well, until he was at eye-level with Eisuke. It was then that he finally managed to pry his eyes off the blond and gazed into the box he was still holding.     The sight of those rings seemed to be what finally made him understand properly.         ‘You … do you really … ?’ He hadn’t taken the other to be the type for this. His romantic streak was a rare thing to witness, even after so many months of them dating, and Yasuhide himself had never actually thought about the possibility of marriage. A part of him, he supposed, had never expected Eisuke to want to go this far. Yet here he was.     Gently and with utmost care, he set the casket aside, only to inch closer to the blond and cup his cheeks in his hands. Finally, Yasuhide smiled again before he leaned in very briefly to kiss the assassin’s lips. He barely noticed the few tears sliding down his own cheeks as they did, too engrossed in reveling in this feeling, this certainty that Eisuke wanted him in this way, that he wanted him hopefully forever.      Smiling again, the brunet nodded. ‘If you’re sure … then yes, yes, of course I do. I want to be with you forever, too.’ His smile widened into a giddy grin, so very rare for Yasuhide, before he quite suddenly threw his arms around the blond, his face buried in the crook of his neck with a quiet sob.     He couldn’t have wished for a better present.

#⊰ eiyasu ღ afire love ⊱ #escaprxsm #{ ic: eisuke } #{ interaction: yasuhide } #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱ #[ asdasgdfgashf ] #[ //^// ♥ ]

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⊰ ??? ⊱ :

“Thank you.” Abel smiled as he took the empty spot across the man. He made sure not to take up much room, just enough to place his coffee down on the table so he could fold his hands in his lap. “Ten people and it’s a slice of life?” He could see how that would be difficult for one to write about. “I’m guessing you want to try and avoid any clichés? Like then ten people being involved with a school life. Teachers, students, parents and the small drama that can happen? Hopefully you’re not aiming for anything like the desperate housewives.” The raven chuckled lightly at the thought. “Have you though doing a road trip type of story? Maybe about a character joining the military?”

For a moment, Chiharu couldn’t help but simply blink at the other. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t of the other’s ideas and suggestions before, but then again, shows like the desperate housewives were kind of popular (not that he would ever understand why, but that was mainly because it wasn’t really his genre), so maybe it wasn’t too farfetched for the other to make a reference there. “Wasn’t there some sort of equivalent to that, though? Like the famous classic story based on a Chinese myth... uhm. Journey to the West or something?” Or he was simply too picky

#{ ic: chiharu } #unxpapillon #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱

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⊰ soothing dream ♥ ⊱ :

    He knew what those signed words meant – it had been one of the very first phrases Quinn had learnt in his still ongoing crash course in sign language. As tempted as he was to make that obvious, he opted to feign a bit of confusion at first – he wanted his ability to read sign language to be a surprise and only reveal it once he was good enough to sign something back, as well. At this point, he barely knew how to express his name like this. Head tilting a little to the side, the dreamer blinked down at Jaehyuk and he could have sworn he still felt that slightly calloused finger on his palm even though Jaehyuk was long done.     Finally, he let a smile form on his lips before he tugged the goldsmith even closer to himself. Just like earlier, he immediately pressed a couple of kisses to the other’s temple and cheek and snickered softly as he did so. Very carefully, he pried the notebook and pen out of the goldsmith’s hands again to set both down onto the coffee table. Then, just as carefully, Quinn shifted a little in his spot before proceeding to slowly pull Jaehyuk into his lap. Right now, all he wanted was to be as close to the other as he could, and what better way was there than this? He wanted their chests to press together and Jaehyuk’s face burying in the crook of his neck. ‘Is this all right, baby?’ he asked, nonetheless, as always mindful of the other despite his own desires.     Just as he hadn’t cared about Jaejoon seeing him kiss the younger twin, he didn’t care about the possibility of the Red Clansman returning home to this. Quinn was always unapologetically affectionate when he was in love, regardless of who was around him. He simply loved too much to hide it.

Amber hues watched silently as he simply let the Strain take the notebook and pen from his hands, and of course it didn’t take long for his face to flush slightly as he felt himself being pulled closer - not that he actually minded the close proximity to his boyfriend. A small smile formed on his lips as he realized all over again that the two of them were actually together now. All his previous worries seemed to have been blown away, the feeling of being surrounded by that familiar warmth enough to make him feel calm. It was both similar yet different to the way he would calm down around Jaejoon, and more on instinct than anything, the raven-haired male found himself nuzzling a bit further against the other while both his hands came to a rest on Quinn’s shoulders.  

Seeing that there was no way for him to write his answer down, the goldsmith simply smiled at his beloved before leaning in to press a gentle kiss onto the other’s lips. The fact that the Strain was so caring and looking out for him was only one of the many reasons why he loved him so much, the feeling sometimes so overwhelming that he just wanted to hug the DJ close and not let him go for a really long time. He had no idea when his brother would return (or if he would return at all for the rest of the day), but at that moment, he was too engrossed in enjoying the moment between Quinn and him to care too much. 

Maybe, he thought, it was fine to enjoy the happiness. Maybe it was time to start moving forwards instead of staying caught in the past.

#{ ic: jaehyuk } #escaprxsm #{ interaction: quinn } #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱

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⊰ akito ⊱ :

          “Exactly that. Ran away. He left.” Despite the seriousness of the situation, to his credit, Akito only gave another shrug, not even his expression made the smallest of change. He could only hope that the idiot won’t do anything stupid, like feast on a village or something of that ilk, now that he didn’t have a leash on him. When ‘…you know’ was mentioned, the silver-head immediately knew as to what the blonde idol was referring to and this, unlike his sire, successful caused a change in his posture. Less slouching, more frigid. “Could be. You’ve know him since the Estate, he’s an arrogant son of a bitch who thinks he can do anything. I guess it might have been some wake up call when he couldn’t save her.”

Akito held no love for the de Volkan beyond their sire bond, but even he, who has hated the pureblood for over two centuries, could not turn his back and rid himself of the bastard when his human lover passed. Ren was not an easy man to get along with, but with Sylvia he was tolerable. Whipped.

Kaoru’s death had been his torment for hundreds of years, but the thought of losing Saki in the same fate as these women whose crimes were only that they were loved by damned ones—- No. He will not entertain such thoughts. Instead the second-class vampire clenched his hands into fists, diggings his nails into his palm. ‘Saki will be different. She is not Sylvia or Kaoru.’ These words replayed in his mind like a broken record – going around in circles until he was certain that even the deepest recesses of mind had been convinced.

That was somehow completely out of character for the spoiled pureblood, and while the blond couldn’t deny the fact that she was actually a tad bit relieved that there wouldn’t be a pair of watchful eyes paying attention of each and every step she took (except for in the kitchen), she also felt somewhat worried at the imagination of what the reason might be for Ren to depart that abruptly. Sylvia’s passing was completely unexpected, and neither of them had actually expected Ren to take it that badly. Then again, Akito did mention to her that the vampire was in love - it was simply that she didn’t really care at that point and had other, at that time more important matters weighing down on her. 

The past was in the past, though, and the idol was sometimes a bit surprised herself as to where it had led her. Sighing softly as she walked over to the sofa in order to take a seat there as well on whatever space was left with the silver-haired male making himself comfortable on there, Saki absentmindedly twirled a strand of golden tresses around her finger. “He reminded me more of a lost child recently, though. One really, really spoiled, lost child.” 

Amethyst hues glanced over to the other male, the thoughtfulness still visibly present on her features as both her hands came to a rest on the soft cushions of the sofa. “You’re still forbidden from entering the kitchen without me around. That doesn’t change.” If she had tried to sound strict, then she failed - and the fact that she even reached out to gently brush through the older male’s silky tresses didn’t make her words sound like that much of a threat, either.

—⊰ who you are to me

#{ ic: saki } #perseverx #{ interaction: akito } #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱

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Darling. That term of endearment echoed one moment too long in Jaejoon's head, almost making him miss his cue to give the other a response. A little confused, he blinked down at Fuyuki, before he said, 'Some of my closer friends are Strains, and some of my Clansmen are, too ... so I don't really have an opinion, I think. They're just people, too.' Lightly, he tilted his head. 'Why are you asking?'

Hearing that might have eased his nerves slightly, and his expression softened slightly as he looked up at the older male with a smile gracing his lips. “That’s better than a bad opinion, I guess,” he mused before stealing another quick, brief kiss from his boyfriend. “Well, it never came up, but I thought you should know that I’m a Strain as well - registered and all. My abilities are more on the passive side, though. Like, mind control and psychic shield?” He scratched the back of his hair slightly. “The latter is something used to protect my own mind, like, preventing others from taking over, you could say. And mind control only works as long as I can see the other people.”

#{ asks: fuyuki } #escaprxsm #{ ic: fuyuki } #{ interaction: jaejoon } #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱

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[txt] Oh my god. [txt] Are you going to continue being this sappy? [txt] I'm not sure what I want. Aside from kissing you again and then some.

     “...saying things like that. How unfair.”

[txt] Maybe. Maybe not. I’m sure you’ll find out.

[txt] Mhh.

[txt] If that was an attempt to seduce me then you’re doing a good job already.

[txt] ...I want to kiss you too.

#{ asks: mizuki } #{ message: mizuki } #escaprxsm #{ ic: mizuki } #{ interaction: tsubaki } #⊰ verse | when fates intertwine ⊱

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the way jimin kept looking at yoongi ㅠㅁㅠ

#⊰ crystal reality ⊱ #⊰ ruby memories ⊱ #⊰ diamond memories ⊱ #⊰ topaz memories ⊱ #⊰ carnelian memories ⊱ #⊰ jiseok ⊱ #⊰ crystal memories ⊱ #⊰ kiryu & jiseok ❀ like mother like son ⊱