chance has officially moved over here uwu
chance has officially moved over here uwu
eyy so i'm sure some of you remember me uwu
and i'm just popping in to say i'm moving chance somewhere else. If you want the url feel free to just drop an ask for it and i'll give it to you now, or just wait and i'll post it later when the blog's all done???
threads are gonna be dropped and all relationships will be wiped clean. not to mention some of chance's past will be changed and re-vamped but anywho
sorry for disappearing
The songbird rose onto his toes, doing his best to peer over the other’s shoulders,”What’s that-?” Chance it’s rude to invade bubbles.
The songbird rose onto his toes, doing his best to peer over the other's shoulders,"What's that-?" Chance it's rude to invade bubbles.
“They pay the thousands of dollars I would otherwise have to pay if I get my A’s.” The dancer replied.
"What are you even trying to learn that would cost so much?" Or is school just expensive; a question he'll probably never know the answer to.
“I can’t. Gotta get A’s.” The dancer said and tapped the pen on his book. Study, study, study.
"What's so important about getting A's?" Excuse him, he never attended school so he doesn't know the importance of good grades.
“I’m trying to study, please stop distracting me.” The dancer said, when he was actually studying he hated to be disrupted.
"Study some other time." He needed someone to entertain him now and who would be better than Hyun Ki?
meet the muse ;
LEGAL NAME: Unknown ALIAS[ES]: Chance GENDER | SPECIES: Male | Shapeshifter PLACE OF BIRTH: Somewhere in Southern Europe CURRENT LIVING CONDITIONS: Homeless SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English EDUCATION: Did not attend OCCUPATION: None. CRIMINAL RECORD: None DRINK | SMOKE | DRUGS: None. LIKE[S]: Fruit, traveling, affectionate touches and flying DISLIKE[S]: Being yelled at, mocked and insulted FEAR[S]: Storms PERSONALITY TRAITS: Curious, blunt, naive, stupid
{ P H Y S I C A L I N F O R M A T I O N }
HAIR COLOR: Pale blond HEIGHT: 5’5” TATTOOS: None
{ F A M I L Y I N F O R M A T I O N }
SIBLING[S]: An older twin. PARENT[S]: Unknown. CHILDREN: None.
PETS[S]: None
{ R E L A T I O N S H I P I N F O R M A T I O N }
SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Unknown. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single.
Arms fell back to his sides with the former’s approach. He was going to take the dive after all, huh? Not that Kichiro himself had any complaints. So long as it was mutually consensual, there wouldn’t be an issue. Level-headed ( conveyed through his voice & all ), he picked up where the other left off without hesitance.
❝ We’ll start off slow then, alright? Just lean in… ❞
He followed his own instruction as well, hoping his acquaintance would do the same. Whatever the means, they eventually hovered face-to-face, mere centimeters apart. There wasn’t much else to do other than close that unwanted distance but, as he’d said, he planned on taking this as slow & easy as they could so if there came a point one of them ( likely Chance ) wished to cease, it would be as simple as taking a step back. If there were no rebuttal on his company’s part, he would gingerly press his lips to the pair opposite them ; tender, methodical yet heartfelt. One hand rose to cradle the boy’s face while the other found rest on his counter-side shoulder.
His understanding was conveyed through a short nod of his head, remaining rather quiet for a rare moment in his life. The instructions were followed through, his head angling back ever so slightly - just enough to meet their difference in height - while simultaneously leaning in to meet the other's lips with his own, his lids fluttering shut instinctively the second that they met in a soft press.
He had no idea what exactly he was doing considering this is only the second time he's ever kissed someone outside of blood relations, so he could only hope Kichiro would put up with his lack of experience. He had no clue where to rest his hands; he would mimic the taller's actions, but something told them doing so would only lead to a rather awkward position, so they would remain lax at his sides for the time being, just until he could figure out where to put them.
That’s it. That’s really the last straw. His face losses its bit of composure, and suddenly he’s laughing again. Of course, puns like this were his favorite, and this was one was thankfully unheard of to the boy. ”Bear… bear feet…!” he echoes between laughs, clearly and idiot
The other's laughter only spurred on his own. Slender arms curled around his stomach, chimes of laughter sounding from the bird as he doubled over. He loved puns and jokes as much as the next guy, and even he could only go through so many before his composure was completely blown.
No… oh, god, no. Any more jokes and he’d probably need to dig his grave tonight, having died from a fit of laughter. Face hard as steel, obviously trying his best not to chuckle, he answers ”What did she say?”
Attempts of laughter were held back as best as they could be, and truth be told he was pleased that this time his joke telling went much smoother than the last. This guy actually appreciated the fine art that known as shitty jokes,"Don't go out in your bear feet."