Day 7: Free Day!!
Hey… soooo. Obsession AU, anyone?
I know it makes way more sense for Nikki to be Sookie. Or for Yuki to be Bear. But. Consider: I’m super Yuki-pilled.
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Day 7: Free Day!!
Hey… soooo. Obsession AU, anyone?
I know it makes way more sense for Nikki to be Sookie. Or for Yuki to be Bear. But. Consider: I’m super Yuki-pilled.
Was I wrong? Was I wrong? Was I wrong??
Breathe.
Breathe in, hold it.
Hold it. Hold it until you can’t remember why you kept that breath there to begin with. Hold it until you feel like your chest will pop open if you hold it any longer. Hold it as if your life depended on it.
Breathe out, and count to three.
Repeat the process 9 more times without fail, and your day will stay in your memories.
I.. Wanna take him to the zoo one day.. We love animals together.. And we can be excited to see them together.. And just admire them... I want him to feed and pet the goats... 🐐 bc i know hed love it...
Overreacted again?
The emptiness is so heavy
My veins rush with blood under my skin and I quiver,
As my nerves above are teased and how your touch lingers,
Dizzied, a deviant sin spurrs in the back of my skull,
"Maybe this is what everything has lead up to, all for your angel."
"Maybe you broke enough so you can never break from love."
Others wouldn't understand, it's heaven up above
It's utterly vicious, leaving not a part of me untouched.
I can't deny it, it's the truth, I can't get enough.
I crave its voice just to purr to me once again,
I wouldn't even hate it if I ended up postmortem.
I wouldn't judge it, I couldn't hate it, I'd ease into it,
Who the fuck else would survive on this shining comet?
Beauty overwhelmed and paralyzed in admiration,
I praise, who else wouldn't be able to give in?
Others cry and scream over it's sheer velocity,
Flesh cracking as they make desperate attempts to flee.
As ice scratches my face and leave shards of us behind,
Above all else, this is what it means to be divine.
Unwieldable, chaotic, yet ice comes a burning warmth.
Even if I'm left in scattered pieces by the end of time,
I understand that it won't be enough to end my lifeline.
"Hold me more," I plead to my comet, "Give me more..."
A strange comfort overtakes me as it accelerates,
Somehow, I never thought this would make me feel so safe.
Maybe it's the timing, the rush of colors that passed by,
That maybe I don't need my heart to be mummified.
Maybe my body doesn't need to be owned by mosquitos,
If I'm too far in space that they all become ghosts.
My comet, take me faraway, even if parts of me break away,
I'll do everything in my power, in my body, to obey.
Because our loves leaves shards of dust in the sky,
And nobody ever has to know why.
No matter how much time
I spend chiseling the perfect piece
For the divine heavens above,
Will it ever be enough for them?
Even if I'm sweating from every pore,
Even if I'm caked in marbled dust head to toe,
Even if I'm so excited for the finished piece,
Would that be enough for them?
Even if I painstakingly carved every piece of detail,
Even if I paid attention to the small things,
Even though I'm only human and will make mistakes,
Could it ever be enough for them?
No matter my sweat, my tears, the blood I've split,
I'm just like any other human, aren't I?
Despite all my hard work, despite it all,
I'm descipable, aren't I?
Unable to recreate divinity,
The artist is cast from heaven
And forced to find his way alone again,
Find a way to make the perfect piece