The Combination Of The Two Is Almost Fatal For Me. But, It's Cool)

Any chance you could continue this with an overblot Idia sketch

I've been wanting to continue the overblot povs for a while! It's just that I hadn't really read chapter six until now haha thanks for reminding me ( ´ ω ` )

Now, just to clear some confusion, this drawing can be considered like an alternate ending to the previous post.

Everyone in the fandom agreed that Orter was a good brother without even discussing it... Very cute~

Lang dorm Orter....

doodled some sort of role swap au....... ft ames & mádl brothers (if orter was involved in the magia lupus arc it would be over so fast he has the police on speed dial)

I love all the work in this fandom, but this... Broke my heart ಥ⁠_⁠ಥ

LOVER, YOU SHOULD'VE COME OVER. ✦˚˳⊹ RAYNE AMES

you confess your love to rayne and you don't regret doing so. ever. angst | inspired by this song | short drabble i wrote instead of resting.

you’re ready for anything that comes your way. well, you like to tell that to yourself before you dive headfirst into anything reckless. and confessing to your crush, rayne ames, wouldn’t be any different to how you approach things, even if the affirmation is a lie. you fake it 'til you make it, you suppose.

what prompted you to pour your honest feelings for him, you are not sure. but there’s something in the way he always checks up on you through short greetings before your class starts. his random questions regarding your activity after, if you’re free, or if you’re going out, only for him to give you a warning of the slightest danger that you know you could ward off so easily.

but even then, he didn’t have to do all that, with the nature of his divine visionary work, you honestly don’t expect anything from him. you’re happy to just simply sit still, to quiet your thoughts when he’s near you, to smile him across the halls in simple acknowledgment.

to let him know that you exist, admiring and supporting him, was enough.

was enough.

you couldn’t just sit still after he gave you a gift for no particular reason when he just got off from his mission and god so help you if you were seeing things because he’s awful at hiding his miniscule smile (or that he never intended to hide it in the first place) as he withdraws from you.

and when you open the box to be met with a limited edition merch you once complained to him of not having your hands on it—mind you, that was only a trivial musing you briefly mentioned eons ago— your mind won’t let you sleep until you finally sealed it.

there was no way he’d do all that without an intention. he’s not that kind of person that you’ve come to hold dear.

but what other option do you have in order to prove yourself wrong, other than directly addressing the source?

yeah, maybe you’re just confirming your point. maybe you’re ready to find out the truth, maybe you’re not.

you stand, knees wobbling, though rayne doesn’t seem to notice it. his golden eyes fixed on yours, an unreadable expression—like always— stuck to his face.

you don’t expect anything, truly you don’t, but just this once in your life — you want to see things go right this time.

it doesn’t.

you don’t know where you stand with rayne at this point, maybe you’re just someone he knows, maybe you’re just a junior he’s grown fond with, like his brother, or maybe you’re not any of that — does it matter now?

(does he even think of you the way you think of him?)

(his bow, blocking whichever expression he was wearing, wasn't enough for you to draw any conclusion. the last thing you'll probably ever hear from him is his apology, his rejection ever so quiet, softening the blow. he'll never get to see how pained you are, how much you cried through closed doors, and you like to keep it that way.)

somewhere in the middle of a war between life and death, caught up in the eclipse set up by innocent zero, destruction and debris soon fall before you as you try to save another person. your head is pounding, your vision grown muzzy. a giant suddenly kicks you against brick walls until you pierce through it, and events leading after that is unrevealed to you as you lose consciousness. as death wins before life can claim you back.

you don't regret your life that much. you've let rayne know there was someone out there who watched him grow beyond limits, who loved him as he is.

his warm, tiny smile lulls you to your eternal sleep. soft, peaceful, and quiet. you leave the world in a silent goodbye.

"..."

"their body brutally experienced several traumatic injuries, the collapse was too deep. we found them after several days, and their face was muddled so we couldn't determine their identi—"

"i'll take it from here." the coldness upon rayne's order bled through one of the investigators. he sees the merch cling to your pocket like a lucky charm, and he doesn't need proof that it's you because other than his brother, you value him more than he values himself.

he waits for prying eyes to eventually leave before he hangs his head low, he drapes your figure over a blanket. away from which the world shall never inflict pain to you ever again.

away from him, from the shattered heart that he caused.

"i'm sorry." it means nothing. his actions had done nothing for his apology to hold any weight. this is the second time he had hurt you, and from the looks of it, had cost your life instead of protecting it. protecting you.

"i'm sorry." his voice starts breaking. because i didn't want to reject you. i had to.

"i'm sorry." because i failed you.

"i'm sorry." because i loved you in the wrong way.

"i'm sorry." because i should've loved you how you deserved to be loved.

"i'm sorry." because i love you, and i never told you.

teardrops stain the blanket as quiet sobs fill the empty room. you never got to understand that when he bowed to you the first time, his lips were swollen from biting down hard, and his expression were morphed with regret. now, he looks as if he's a mourning lover deserted in his own world.

tags. @seneon @steleir @luvmequmi eat this.

notes. LOLLLLL IM EVIL :3

© kyoghurts. ★ reblogs & likes are well appreciated!

sometimes you need dialogue tags and don't want to use the same four

Ciel to Maurice: We went to the trash to look for evidence! We glued together the pieces!

[later that night] Sebastian, pushing down his glasses: Pardon, young brat master but... we who?

Ciel: Yes,

->

When I search up my favourite character x reader and see incest

some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

* body language masterlist

* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said

* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

* some more body language help

(hope this helps some ppl)