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I am a chronic writer of all things I see around me.
⌜ MULTIFANDOM BLOG ⌟ writing flows as my interests do • musings about my own side quests (usually tea + languages) • will veer off track with a random pokémon based dump as I get back into the series
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love looking at photos of earth from space and remembering how small and inconsequential we are in the grand scheme of things
go girl be an office menace
something about yuuta enabling your habits. not all of them. the cigarette you roll between your fingertips, searching your pockets for a lighter, gets put down when he finds you outside the izakaya.
“it really isn’t good for your health,” he says, softly, damp warm eyes and a hesitance that borders on reverence.
he uses honourifics and a pressure that never feels overbearing.
but there are others he happily indulges. you’re laying on the couch together as the rain turns the dim apartment grey. cheek pressed against his shoulder as you scroll your phone, gnawing on his left arm.
“did you hear about this?” you say without looking away from your phone.
“hmm?”
“the cursed tool that was recovered in, ah, some prefecture,” you murmur, breath warm against his skin, lips brushing it in a kiss that never fully ends.
yuuta looks down at you. the jacket of his you’d stolen that rides up milky thighs, the phone’s blue light turning your eyes glassy. he shifts and puts his chin on your shoulder and says, “I haven’t yet. you’re so well-informed.”
“it’s just routine updates.”
“I miss them all,” he says woefully, and you give him a look over your shoulder. brows furrowing. he smiles and the pink dusting under his eyes crinkles. “don’t look at me so meanly. I’m sorry.”
“I haven’t even said anything!”
“you didn’t have to.”
you bite his bicep. you’re always surprised by yuuta, yuuta who winces when he laughs sometimes, who blushes at your humour, and when you feel the strength in his physicality, you remember he isn’t always home and that your yuuta is bound to many responsibilities woven within that same kindness he weeps with.
“ouch,” yuuta says sweetly, smoothing your hair with his free hand.
“that didn’t even hurt you.”
it’s your turn to be plaintive now. he laughs and kisses your cheek even as you nip at him again. bad habits all around, each of which he indulges.
sooo, I’m considering making a self-insert for either genshin or hsr, and I’m trying to decide which one:
which hoyoverse should gain a yún?
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wasnt gonna post but ehh whatever. go my little sacrificial lamb of fontaine
A part of being an adult is living with regret and not allowing it to consume you. The older you get, the more mistakes you’ve made, opportunities you’ve missed, people you’ve disappointed. And every day you have to remind yourself to be kind and forgiving of yourself. You accept and love the you from the past and understand that it’s all a part of the process. Then you move on and live your best life, knowing now as old as you feel today, you’ll never be this young again.
once the ball collides within the net, the game blares to its finale. the scoreboard is a victory in itself and isagi tears himself across the field.
green grass, green stains on his knees, green glare to his eyes. it’s alchemy, you think. he’s won, and yet, he’s running straight to you.
“yoichi —“
his mouth finds yours. finds your cheeks, your forehead. your jaw. behind your closed eyes, you see the flashes of cameras illuminating the moment of his greatest triumph. and it may have started with a black-and-white ball kicked into the net it was always fated for, but it ends with you. magnetization.
his greatest win.
“mine,” isagi agrees.
a camera catches your lips withdrawing, a string of love snapping between you both.
he rubs his neck, the heat of the game cooling off him like summer rain. a sweetness to his gaze again, a softness to his smile. you crush yourself against him where you’re leaning over the railing and isagi catches your waist, laughing against your mouth.
“be careful, yeah?”
“my boyfriend just won. I should prioritize celebrating, I think.”
isagi’s smile widens, and you catch a glint of that wickedness that consumes him on the field.
“yeah,” he says, holding you tighter, as though fusing together your bodies. “we ought to celebrate big.”
you can’t bring yourself to ignore the alchemy.
like… this is my genshin team of favs. do you see a recurring theme?
blues w the blues
who is mitya and why do I already love him
brb going to go read The Brothers Karamazov to prep
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