BespectacledCat

The realisation came to him out of the blue as he was sipping his coffee that morning, struck him in an epiphany, caught him off-guard, left Lukas silently reeling in his thoughts as he stared at the woman sitting across the table from him. All at once he was conscious of his racing heartbeat, the flare of warmth in his chest, how the colours of her irises swirled and blended with the steam rising from her cup, all too aware of the few stubborn strands of flyaway hair sticking out of her tresses, messy from sleep, and the warm mug in his hands seemed to grow hotter still - Lukas set his coffee down with a decisive clack, startling her and p

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Listen here Glimmering rays of the late afternoon sun filtered through the sheer curtains draped over the window panes, illuminating everything with a soft, orange glow. Her footsteps echoing through the whitewashed hallway, the (h/c)-haired girl hustled past vacant classrooms filled with empty desks, clutching her books to her chest tighter as she neared her destination. She stopped in her tracks suddenly when she noticed that the typically silent corridors were filled with the elegant and well-rounded strains of a violin. How odd; normally, she was the only person who used the music room after school. Unwilling to request the person withi

“(Name), tighten the strings a bit more.” “How’s this?” “Almost there, but your G-string still needs fixing - here, let me do it. If you don’t do it correctly, you could end up busting the nut, and it’s quite a hassle to get it replaced. Don’t pull the string too tight.” “I see, I see. Darn, Toni, yours is really long.” “Si, the neck is twenty-seven inches from the nut. My hands are pretty large, so it’s good that it’s longer. Nice, isn’t it?” “Mm, it sure is. I really like it.” “Ah, hold on, you're gripping it the wro

Until he met you, Ivan hadn't known that he was capable of appreciating winter. Ever since his early years, winter was something Ivan had never welcomed, despite that his birthday was during the season. Having grown up fighting for his survival and surrounded by blanched fields and grey skies, he had ended up disliking the white drifts of snow and the blizzards that drove away the precious sunlight, often dreaming of being somewhere else with eternal sunshine and warm summer, somewhere the sunflowers he liked so much could grow. The merciless Russian winter was the complete opposite of his ideals; frigid temperatures turned his homeland blea

“– so I told Roddy that he was just being a prissy and that there was absolutely nothing to fuss over, but he continued throwing his little hissy fit. Seriously, sometimes I think that aristocrat guy needs to seek professional help.” “Maybe we should ask Vash to visit and scold some sense into him.” “Oh no, neither of them would like that at all, kesesese!” And so continued the conversation regarding your friend Roderich’s latest hubbub while the two of you loafed around in the living room. The room windows were thrown wide open to let in the light summer breeze as you and your Germa –

We all love adorable little critters, don't we? After all, who wouldn't appreciate a kitten curled up on their laps, a puppy greeting you ever exuberantly or a bunny to snuggle with? Let's take it a tad bit further and make things more exotic. How would you like to cuddle with a polar bear cub, tease a noisy puffin or have a koala cling on to your arm? Hey, hold on, are any of these pets actually legal? Of course, living with a pet means an extra little creature in the house that may or may not accidentally ruin a romantic moment or two between you and your partner. That’s not necessarily a bad thing - perhaps they can spice up the re

Blue. The colour of the pensive sapphire pools of his eyes. Whenever you looked at him, he was tinged with cerulean – cool and collected, with placid and unwavering self-confidence. Lukas always carried himself with poised dignity that gave off an aura of lapis calm, affecting the whole area around him. You never really understood why, but just simply being in the same vicinity as him could make you relax. It wasn’t just you who felt that way; during times that were restless and hectic, having Lukas nearby with his tact and composure would somehow allow everyone else to act more level-headed. His presence beside you was always

(Tall-And-Dark-Trio contest entry) “Berwald?” Tino peeked through the back door into the kitchen. “Have you seen Hana? I want to take her for a walk but I can’t find her down here. (Name) seems to have disappeared too… Do you mind having a look upstairs for me?” “Hm.” The Swede in question grunted and nodded in response, placing his mug of coffee on the kitchen counter and making his way up the winding staircase of the Nordic household which you were visiting. As Berwald poked his messy blond head above the landing, sweeping his stony aquamarine gaze across the living area of the second floor