Hey, just letting yall know i will be taking a short break to focus on my mental health. Im not sure how long itll be but i wont be posting for at least a week. ilysm!!<3

Too late…

~ genre ~ angst

~ warnings ~ death, suicide, badly written angst

~ requested ? ~ nope, but feel free to request :)

~ pairings ? ~ Ryo Kiritani (Yoru) x m!reader (but can be read as gn)

~ a/n ~ my first time writing angst, sorry if its bad

It’s been…how many days? You weren’t sure, you had lost count. You knew that dating an agent would come with it’s ups and downs, but you weren’t ready for the days, sometimes even weeks, when you wouldn’t be able to talk to your boyfriend. Not knowing if he was still alive, it hurt you to think about. So, you decided not to. Only, that made it worse. The more you tried not to think about it, the worse it seemed. You were in your bed crying most nights at the thought of not being able to see him again. It hurt, physically, mentally and emotionally. You don’t know when the last time you saw daylight was. When had you eaten? Drank water? You can’t remember, you don’t remember. You can’t find it in yourself to care. Not until you knew he was safe.

That day didn’t come for another two days. You heard the door open, your name being called. It made you jump out of bed, walking out to the source of the voice. And that’s when it hits you. When you see him, standing there, smiling at you. He looked perfectly fine. A little scratch here and there. But, nothing broken. You…were worried…for nothing. You stood there, teary eyed, staring at him. You looked….broken. His smile disappeared. He dropped all of his things and ran over to hug you.

It’s been a few days since he came back. He’s been more loving than usual, giving you more attention. You loved it, but it felt so..wrong. You decided to ignore those thoughts, pretending that everything was okay. “Hey, {y/n}, is everything alright?” You turned your head, flashing a smile to your boyfriend, “I’m fine, Ryo, just tired,” you replied, going back to your writing. It was a simple note. A letter you had forgotten to write a few weeks ago. You were tired, that’s true, but you didn’t want to leave without writing a letter.

It took longer than you expected. You were up until 4 a.m. And now, here you are. Staring at the tear stained letter, contemplating everything that was happening. You wanted to do it. Everything was tiring. Eating, getting up to use the bathroom, waking up, even going to bed seemed exhausting. And you were tired of it. You were done. Done with this entire game people called a life.

Standing up from your desk, you walked slowly to your shared bedroom. You scanned your eyes over the room one last time, stopping after seeing your boyfriend’s sleeping figure. You walked next to him, bending down to push the hair from his face, giving his temple a small kiss before smiling softly, “Don’t miss me too much, I’ll feel bad.”

After seeing everything for the last time, you left. Out the door, down the hall, to the stairs. The walk up was excruciatingly slow. Your heart ached, tears streaming down your face. You can’t believe you’re finally doing this. After how many days? Weeks? Months? Years, you’ve felt like this? But, enough was enough. You were tired of waking up every day, wishing something, anything, bad would happen. It never did, so you decided to take matters into your own hands.

Finally, after what felt like hours, you reached the rooftop. You walked to the edge, climbing up and sitting down, taking in the scenery. It was so beautiful, peaceful, stress free. The life you always wanted but, never got to have. With a smile on your face, you stood up, leaning forward and going wherever the wind took you. No thoughts, no stress, just…peacefulness. You were happy, yet you couldn’t stop the tears from falling. “I guess this is it, huh? Goodbye..world..”

The following morning, he searched the entire house. For you. Only stopping once he found the letter. Halfway through, tears started streaming down his face. He was devastated, heartbroken. His whole world crumbled, and it was all his fault. He made you feel that way. He made you miserable. He..killed you. And now, he couldn’t do anything but mourn. Mourn, mourn, mourn. Until he couldn’t anymore. He decided to join you, he had nothing to live for anymore. He’ll stay by your side forever, not make you worry anymore. He loved you too much to leave you. And, you loved him too.

‘Ryo, do you remember our first date? You saw me at a café, you kept glancing my way with that pretty smile of yours. So, you asked me on a date. You took me to the park, it was beautiful. The cherry blossoms were in bloom, we had ice cream, and just talked. We were just kids. We didn’t know we’d be together..forever. I remember our first kiss like it was yesterday. A year after we met. You were so nervous, but you did it anyways. Your whole face went red after you realized what you had did. It was hilarious. Do you remember what I said to you that day? How I thanked you for being in my life? You gave me a reason to live. You saved me. Or, so I thought. I loved you, I really did. I will continue to love you, but I can’t deal with the pain. The constant weeks of being alone, not knowing if i’d ever see you again. Not knowing if I’d feel your touch, hug you, or hear you talk on and on about the intensity of the battles you face. I’m sorry, but I give up. I will never forget you though. You were everything to me. You made me so happy, so don’t beat yourself up over this, okay? I love you, Ryo Kiritanti. And truly, thank you for trying to save me. But, I’m afraid you were just..too late..”

~ word count ~ 948

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thanks to everyone that bought tickets to my shows i put all the money that you spent right up my nose

i just wish that you spoke up, and held out your hand because you know i was there, man, you know that i cared

and you wonder how you'd ever fathomed how you would be content. would the places that you traveled to someday be filled with friends?

twisting your limbs into knots, pathetic. thought i could keep you until your headaches rest in the garden we built

i just need your company, i just need you here with me. so won't you take me home and reach into my chest so i can see what's killing me

(cl0ud*)

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Inframell0w - Cl0uds

(Dream Pop, IDM, Neo-Psychedelia)

The debut EP from Italian shoegaze/electronic musician Inframell0w is a breath of fresh air. Mixing the blissful blankets of sound inherent to 2000s dream pop and the swirling technicolor harnessed by 90s IDM, Cl0uds is a joy to listen to that you only ever want more of.

☆☆☆☆½

Some of the most fun I've gotten out of writing about music has been the experience of finding artists that are the newest of the new: the ones where you have to stumble on them by surprise or go digging so deep you've practically hit the bottom of every search engine out there. There's something about getting to witness someone still in the process of coming into their own that's such a delight, and that's similarly the care with Inframell0w. Hailing from Italy and putting out his first singles in the late months of 2020, there's a freshness to all his music that is such an inherent thrill, like a new party drug that's just starting to make its way through the city, and Inframell0w is one hell of a drug. Mixing the shower of guitar effects that the best of dream pop brings into layered, techy IDM-laced beats that never seem to let up, Cl0uds is a perfect introduction to everything that Inframell0w is, calling back to the past while making songs that only seem fit for the smoke room of a spaceship nightclub, chill-out tunes that are so effortlessly performed and casually cool that you can't help but stare at their majesty. Inframell0w's sound immediately calls to the sounds of those like lovesliescrushing and Astrobrite, that mix of fuzzy ambient electronica and even fuzzier dream pop that combines for some of the most tactile music out there. What gives Inframell0w a leg up, though, is his utilization of IDM and other electronic subgenres to drive the music forward, the thrill of Pure brought on by its throbbing drum 'n' bass groove over starry synths and slinking guitar leads, an immersive and impressive achievement that shows how closely aligned the genres he plays with can be. But the songs here are also just a ton of fun to listen to regardless of their expansive genre blends: seriously, how long has it been since songs like the techy shoegaze dream Flowerland or the thrumming atmospheric D'n'B closer Fairies in the Clouds have sounded this good? There's no doubt these songs have been made by someone early on into their discography: the music is decidedly lo-fi and lacks much of a low-end that helps lay a solid ground for the sweeter instrumentation to land upon, but what's here is so plainly well done and consistently enjoyable that all those little rough edges make it all the more charming; there's something to be said about the twee drum pads and chirping synth leads on opener Till We Kiss that manage to bring a homemade simplicity to Cl0uds' sound that doesn't cause the EP's to feel like it was made on a whim or without focus. Inframell0w's used the tools available to him here unquestionably well, and the quality of these songs speaks for itself. Though Cl0uds' short tracklist and runtime makes it clear we haven't gotten the best from Inframell0w just yet, it proves he has everything within his skillset to make anything he wants to. It's hard to imagine his music not getting even better from here, Cl0uds the first stage of an evolution that's almost sure to make him one of the most exciting names in both the underground electronic and shoegaze realms, a colorful and decidedly joyous musician whose music puts you at ease right from the start. There's no way to listen to a song as bouncy and delightful as Aoi Yume or awe-inducing as Pure, and not get the feeling that Inframell0w is onto something big, a blend of 90s electronic futurism and psychedelic swarms of guitar that always seem to work perfectly at one another's side, proof that Inframell0w exactly what makes his music click with an Olympian archer's level of accuracy. It's a bite-sized chunk of what he can do, but Cl0uds so greatly embodies his artistry and soul that you will never get tired of anything that's here. Inframell0w's shown he's got all the pieces in place - now the only thing left for him to do is to keep on creating art he loves, and with that, there's no doubts about where his future is headed.Key tracks: Pure, Flowerland, Fairies in the Clouds

i'm dream fan #2897 finally i've gotten my assigned number in this parasocial relationship

hey i hope you’re doing okay!! sending you so much love <3333333

TW $U1CID3 ATTEMPT

im okay, i tried to kms just before i posted todays Ray and i passed out but im at the hospital now and i feel a bit better <333333

i kinda wanna write house and wilson (separate) fanfictions but idk if anyone would like them

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wannabe ♡ idol! sunghoon x stan! reader

50. TO FREEDOM

gotta change how i format this so here y’all go… anyway i’m back 🤓

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SYNOPSIS ‎⇔ sunghoon is a famous artist who decides to go undercover in a fan account to get to know their fans better. they come across y/n, a fan who writes popular fanfiction/social media aus about themselves and sunghoon. ☆

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(cl0ud*)

Surprise Delivery

Spamton/GNReader

You travel through against the flashy billboard that welcomed new guests of the cyber city with bright and sharp shadows that had cat faces plastered around and behind the sign, letters following people as they walked along or against the sign.

The bright shadows outlined your figure and the paper bag you carry along, you were on your way to meet spamton or well surprise visit them when something had caught your eye. A quaint bakery near the main shopping district, it held pristine looking cakes and pastries behind a glass wall and the sweet smell wafted from the door and of course it drawn you in like a moth to light and of course you had to get to small boxes. One containing small cookies that were shaped into different animals that came from the lightworld and the others containing 4 cupcakes of different flavours.

You felt a smile form on your face at the thought of Spamton's face when he sees the paper bag, the way their face becoming a light pink, sputtering out about how you shouldn't have- you stop mid step as your head turns to the door... the door that is seemingly on fire and used for fast travel as the faint memory of the fact that there was a door not so far and hidden by a never-ending sea of cars. You stare at the door as your shoulder dropping at the thought of how quick your trip could've been...

but you slightly shakes your head and sigh, looking away from the door and continue walking. No point on complaining now, your smile does comes back slightly as the sight of eggplant and eggplant shaped bags come into and past your view as the first door's handle twists, allowing the door to move of the way and the walkway made of old abandoned cars is revealed along with the second door. Closing the first one behind you to ensure that Trashy wouldn't be able to get in, and head to the final door blocking your way.

Your smile grows as a giddy feeling comes to life as your hand moves up to the door and begin the 'Shave and a Haircut'. The response is immediate as the sound of a loud crash can be heard although muffled behind the door. "Spam?" you call out concerned, hand moving to the knob and twists way to easily and you find yourself in a dark room. "H1 D0ll" his voice calls out as the sound of them standing up and glowing glasses reveals their location, "Oh shit sorry Spam. Ya need help?" you enter into the dark shop and to Spamton, thanks to the faint shadow leaking from the still open door you can see a ladder on the ground and what seems like broken glass from a light- shadowblub next to it "CL0UD YOU [Please hold] TH1S?" he asks, "Sure" you nod and get closer, hands clasping the cold metal keeping it steady as he climbs up the steps and screw in a shadowblub into the socket. The room coming to alight as a sigh could be heard from Spamton as he looks down to you "NOW, WHAT [Luxury abode] D0 I H4VE TO BE [Grace] BY AN ANG3l?" they finishes by climbing down till he's eye level with you, cocking his brows and that contagious award losing smile.

"Oh i just wanted to come by and say hello but it seems like i came at a bad time" you answer smiling sheepishly "BAD TIME?" He asks before fully turning around and places both hands on your face and bring you in closer "IT'S NEVER A [You're gonna have a bad time] WHENEVER U COME BY" they finishes the sentence by slightly squishing your cheeks before sliding them off to settle on your shoulders as a short huff escape him as he gaze into your eyes with determined adoration, causing you to pause as a slight blush settle on your cheeks and get lost in their eyes.

A small "oh" leaves your lips "um" your brain struggling to come up with a response as the blush gets darker which causes Spamton to lightly chuckle with mirth, and moves closer to you and nuzzle their nose against yours and leans away to continue to watch you splutter a response, as one of your arms subconsciously move to the small of their back and the slight rustle of paper brings both yours and his attention is brought to it "oh yea... I brought some food over" you bring the bag up and slightly wiggling it,

"I found a bakery on the way here and reckon that it be nice to try some stuff with you" you continued as the bag is placed onto the desk and your hand find itself in the small of his back again the other hand joining the first as your forehead finds itself settles against his "would that be alright with you?" you ask gazing into the endless pools of pink and yellow that hid Spamton's greatly, feeling the salesman hands move to clasp eachother as they wrap around your neck "TH4T SOUNDS [How Delightful]~" he looks down to your lips and locks eyes with you again "[MAYDAY] I?" They ask quietly, you smile "You may" Both of you lean closer and close your eyes as lips connect and you pull Spamton from the ladder, feeling their legs wrap around your waist as both of you embrace each other and unfortunately separate as you lean back from the short but sweet kiss and hold each other gaze.

You move to gently place him down on the desk but before letting go you manage to steal another kiss from the salesman and finally pull back and take out the two small boxes and open them to show off the treats you've gotten and both of you enjoy the sweet delights together, while stealing kisses from eachother as you both talked about how your day went before meeting up and the beginning of cleaning and closing up the shop as the end of the day approaches and the journey back to the apartment began. This time remembering to take the blazing door to go home with your favourite big shot.