#lilmonix-3

[hopefromadoomedtimeline]

❝ do you truly believe in a god? ❞

The question was curious, the topic of god never came up in his home, for more reasons than one, but the main reasoning was that the deities weren't going to help them out of their situation regardless if they were incapable of unwilling.

"I've been told gods exist." He says casually, "But I don't find myself having any religious beliefs in them, if that's what you're asking."

[haruhisuzumiyachan]

“can you hear me?”

          Her computer asked her simply. Haruhi was      deeply confused and looked around the room first      to see if it was a prank by Kyon again. With caution,      she approached the machine to see if a video had      been left on somehow. The screen was filled with      the image of another girl smiling at her. It appeared      there were some sort of visual novel style imagery      around her as well. Surely the screen was on the      home screen before, so where did this come from?

[literatxre-clxb]

Even if I were to search the world over, nobody could compare to you.

A moment of silence hung between the two of them as the violet-haired woman took Monika's hand in her own, holding it gently. A small smile tugged at her lips, until it grew into a small bout of joyous laughter. Hearing those words from Monika, of all people, felt impossible. Despite it all, though, Yuri really was here right now, holding Monika's hand, listening to her be very objectively romantic with her… 

"Monika…" Yuri hadn't felt this ecstatic in as long as she could remember. Of course it was Monika. Monika was always the one who made her smile at meets, always the one she felt most comfortable with. "Have you considered that that's because you'd neglect to look at yourself on your journey? Because I'd certainly argue that you're outstanding, yourself." 

"That's very high praise, coming from someone like you…" She couldn't help but absent-mindedly give Monika's hand a small squeeze, before letting her hands fall to her sides. "I wouldn't say I'm beyond compare, though. I'm not exactly the best person…"

[literatxre-clxb]

[drunk]++

Too much. Too much was a point Yuri had never let herself hit before. She'd never allowed herself to be too afraid of others, she'd never let herself be too angry, she'd never let herself get too anxious. 

Spending the night with Monika, however, was far closer to too much than Yuri had anticipated. She knew her feelings would test her tonight and she knew that Monika very well might make the first move, should her feelings actually be returned - but she never anticipated it would feel so important to her. It made her feel like her heart would tear itself from her chest. 

Needless to say, she found herself enjoying one drink, then another, until she'd had what was, by all definitions, too many. She could only hope Monika didn't hate seeing her like this.  "Monika… did anyone ever tell you how adorable you are? Both in terms of genuine adoration, because you've earned that from countless people by now, and just… in the fact that you're you?"

[literatxre-clxb]

[ drunk ]

[ drunk ]  your muse takes care of my very drunk muse

This was, suffice to say, an entirely new side of Monika. That much spoke for itself. A side of Monika that nobody but Yuri had ever seen before, and that nobody but the two girls would likely ever know of. Strangely enough, Yuri appreciated that sense of exclusivity to no end, and she couldn’t quite place why. One thing that she could state concretely, however, was that Monika was without a doubt, unequivocally, drunk. 

Yuri now faced a very strange and somewhat incriminating situation, as she hadn’t partaken, herself. So here she was, alone at home, with the girl she had an… ambiguous crush on, who also just so happened to be drunk. She would now have nobody to blame but herself, should something happen to Monika. It was terrifying, and by extension - incredibly thrilling. 

"M-Monika… It's probably best for your health if we rest for the night. I can put a movie on, if you like. Just, um… Try to stay close to me."

[literatxre-clxb]

19 for the soulmate AU?

19. the one where soulmates are reincarnated and keep finding each other throughout their different lives. Yuri had caught glimpses of her out of the corner of her eye many times before, but never gotten a good look at her - the brown haired girl that everyone kept talking about. She knew, at the very least, that the girl's name was Monika, and that she was supposedly the most beautiful, athletic, and kind person in school. Of course, this was the polar opposite of Yuri herself. She preferred to stay in and away from others whenever possible, wasn't particularly considered outstanding in terms of beauty (aside from her chest, which she received surprisingly few rude comments on from hecklers and passerby), and she couldn't have the foggiest idea of if others found her kind, creepy, off-putting… anything. Most didn't know she was even alive, or a person that existed. And so, due to their many differences, Yuri never turned to look at Monika. Never bothered to see, knowing she'd be outclassed in every way. Forever she would stay the girl just out of sight, just as Yuri had for so many others. Perhaps it was jealousy, some minor form of revenge, or an uncharacteristic sudden lack of curiosity. She just didn't feel the need to know what everyone else wanted, and what she would never be. Though, what she couldn't prevent was that Monika would reach out to her first. She found a hand extended to her one day, offering entry to a newly formed club. Reluctantly, Yuri turned her head up from the book she'd been reading, and looked, for the first time, into Monika's emerald eyes - and became utterly entranced by her. Perhaps that's what it had always been - a reluctance to acknowledge all that she could have. She couldn’t know, herself. Either way, she did know one concrete fact for certain - it felt as though, in that moment, she’d known Monika for years upon years. Everything about her felt so… familiar, despite having only truly come into focus on that day. Yuri couldn’t help but be drawn closer, to learn more about her. She accepted her status as the club’s vice president without as much as a second thought. 

[literatxre-clxb]

[kiss]

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

"Why haven't you just kissed each other yet?" Natsuki had asked. 

Yuri had thought about that a lot more than Natsuki probably realized. What kissing Monika would be like, how she'd react, and what she could fall back on if things didn't work out as she had anticipated. She knew she had a crush on Monika - she'd probably had one since that very day Monika had come to speak to her about the club out of nowhere. 

She was known as the "mature" one of the club, due to how she'd started developing both mentally and physically from a much younger age than those around her. Mature people, despite the expectations that others place on them, are very good at convincing themselves of things. So, Yuri would need to convince herself that what she was about to do was only to test her hypothesis: that she'd enjoy kissing Monika. 

She walked into the clubroom, just the same as she did every other day. Sayori had waved, but Yuri couldn't afford to spare her a glance - she had important, scientific business to attend to. She walked up to Monika, closed her eyes, and placed a kiss on the brunette's lips - simple, quick, and warm. She felt her face erupt with red as she dashed from the room, hoping nobody would have time to properly react to what she'd just done.  The answer to her hypothesis was yes, she most certainly did enjoy kissing Monika. Mental addendum - she should probably find a way to do it more.

[literatxre-clxb]

[ love letter ]

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

It was notably rare for Yuri to show up to a Literature Club meeting without a poem ready. It happened today, certainly, but never before, and it likely would never happen again. There was a very good reason for this, however, beyond a failure to plan accordingly around her schedule - she’d spent the night prior writing something personally more important to her, that was for Monika’s eyes only. She handed Monika her confidential letter on the way out of the meeting, telling her to not open it until she was home and alone.

The letter read as follows:  “Monika, This is potentially the most bold thing I’ll ever do. However, I’ve held what I long to say in for far too much time now, and it’s important that you know. You do so very much, for every last one of us in the club. As for Sayori, you’ve gone out of your way to help her find healthy coping mechanisms. For Natsuki, you’ve helped her maintain a proper diet. For me, you’ve done so much that I couldn’t ever hope to properly put it all into words. Please consider this letter a formal confession of my feelings for you. I understand you’ve gotten countless confessions from others that you’ve been quick to reject, and I understand that this one might be just the same. If so, please feel free to throw this letter away and never speak of it again, if that’s what you’d prefer. However, if you feel even remotely the same way, I’d be happy to speak with you sometime about going on a potential date in the future.    - Your vice president, Yuri”