#heeeh.

[harperspiller]

[uzchis]

“I hear you crying sometimes, when you think nobody is listening.” [Souta]

 Profound Sentence Meme / @silenceindefeat​.

“I hear you crying sometimes, when you think nobody is listening.”

pt1. Hand stops its calligraphy practice, black ink dripping from the head and onto the parchment of paper in front of him. Though, practice wasn’t the right word. He grasped the skill when he was younger, and was only doing this now to accompany Souta, who took on this craft as well. He sets the brush aside and gets a fresh sheet, starting over from scratch. It was always easier for him to talk when he was doing something else, when he was multi-tasking. But did he want to talk about it with Souta? He wasn’t sure, and his hesitancy to do so was making him wonder why. 

“Yeah? Well, I hear you come home at the dead of night. Do you want to talk about that?” His brush strokes are delicate and smooth, a contrast to his sharp, jaded words. As silence stretched on though, he sighs, sets the brush down, and turns to his brother. Perhaps Souta meant no harm, but Kouji had asked the same a few days ago, and he was wondering if his episodes were getting worse. Maybe leaving the village during this time was the best. 

“It happens sometimes. I’ll be okay, if that’s what you’re concerned about.” 

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pt. 2 Oh.

Suengri doesn’t let the surprise show on his face as they trudge their way up back home. Kouji can’t see him with his head leaning against his chest, but he’s sure the younger can feel the thrum of his heartbeat go a little faster. Sure, Kouji is the youngest in the family, but he isn’t stupid. Far from it, actually. Suengri then adjusts his brother's weight in his arms, if only to stall what to say, and looks ahead. They were walking home after building a snowman together when a blizzard took form. Kouji, of course, wanted to be carried despite being old enough to resist the weather, and Suengri wasn’t strong enough to deny his request. After all, he rarely had the time to spend with him and he’s sure Kouji is aware of that, too. See? Smart.

He still doesn’t really know what to say, though. It’s been some time since someone’s confronted him about his feelings and how he handles his trauma. As time passed and the anniversary of his capture and friends' death came and went, there were always lingering gazes of concern from his parents and other adults who knew. However, no one ever really asked him about it anymore. “Is that so?” he smiles despite the memories. “Don’t worry about it, ok? It’ll stop soon.” he says. Talking with the youngest always seemed easier, he thinks. Maybe it’s because Kouji has a simple outlook of the world and of emotions, or maybe it’s because he believes he’ll eventually forget. But Suengri also knows he might pester him if he just said it’s complicated. 

“I just get really sad during this time of the year,” he murmurs. “Someone really important to me passed away a few years ago, around this time, so I get sad. Is it okay if I’m sad for a little longer?” He kisses the top of his brother's head. “And I’m sorry you had to hear that. I’ll get better after a few days, okay? I promise.”

[the-tao-of-fandom]

It’s 7:24 and a streetcleaner just went past my house

what the heckle

[infjfacts]

Fact 100: The CIA once tried keeping a secret team of INFJs to evaluate the souls of national enemies and carry out covert emotional warfare with their soul-seeing skills. Unfortunately, the INFJs kept apologizing to the enemy for hurting their feelings, and became a security threat.