#orewing

[miyamiwu]

20 + 1 but also I want to know where your url is from too

1. What’s your blog title from?

helpp, it’s just my name, Miya. nothing special about it. As for where my url is from, I actually explained it here before!

20. what do you wish someone would ask you?

nothing in particular, actually. though, I won’t mind talking about some ideas i’m considering for my thesis if anybody is curious

[lyinginbedmon]

my precious tabby cat they have so many hyperfixations

[masakianzai]

here he is

Holy shit. You're right tho, that smile deserves to be framed.

[xfreischutz]

trick or treat! 👻

i think this is the korean cultural equivalent of those strawberry wrapped candies grandparents gave you, or possibly the blue danish cookie tins

[beauty-marked-beauties]

Today's Beauty-Marked Beauty is: Yoshida Hirofumi from Chainsaw Man

Requested by: @orewing

[catholic-character-tournament]

what if we just canonised them both. there are multiple saints for different things irl after all

Only if it’s a 50/50 tie ✌🏼

[saccharineomens]

the manga the post is about the manga :(

oh I saw your tags said trimax; i meant i watched Trigun as a kid and then read the manga. I know the ending, but…idk how to explain it. The way humanity and kindness will continue to persist even in the harshest environments, even in complete strangers. The way the people who love you won’t abandon you, even if circumstances change. The way that humanity is inherently good. That’s how Trigun healed me.

[sunkensubtext]

hello it's 12:23PM and I've been awake since yesterday but I just finished penchant and I wanted to let you know that your writing has been living in a corner of my mind rent free for several weeks now. your blend of comedy and emotional impact is superb and I never thought I would enjoy a piece of writing about a trip to ohio so much. apologies if this is approaching incoherence and thank you for your service goodnight

AAAA this is so kind (and completely coherent, no worries!! Lmao)

I'm so happy to hear you're enjoying my fics so far!!! I never expected anyone to really like a piece about a trip to Ohio either, to be honest, & I'm thrilled to know people are still actively reading it 😭🥺💞

(My one regret is that I missed the opportunity to have Aizawa experience eating at a Waffle House for the first time. I feel like it would have been an out of body experience for the poor dude.)

ANYWAY, this ask absolutely made my day!! As a thanks, here's a snippet from the end of the original 'getting together' scene that didn't actually make it into Ledges because I had gotten stuck and decided to rewrite it entirely.

& this was originally, too, when I had planned to bump the rating to an E, but then I decided to make it soft instead of horny. Part of me is still torn on whether or not that was the right decision for these knuckleheads, but that's just how it goes~

//

Shouta stares for a moment, eyes sweeping over Hizashi's face a few times, pupils still blown. He's speechless, Hizashi realizes, and he can't help the slight smirk that makes its way onto his face.

"Shut up," Shouta mumbles, hand coming up from where it was hanging loosely at his side to cup the back of Hizashi's neck, drawing him into another kiss. It's slow this time, much less desperate than before, and Hizashi hums contentedly, bringing a hand up to touch Shouta's face. He grins at the feeling of faint stubble he against his fingers. Shouta pulls back too soon, eyes still closed, the ghost of a smile lighting up his features.

Hizashi thinks that Shouta here, a smile on his face and standing as a dark contrast to the wildflower backdrop of the suite is probably the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. He has the urge to tell him so, to let loose and tell Shouta everything he's ever stifled, to wax poetic about him until his voice gives out, but Shouta speaks first.

"I think," he breathes, and Hizashi feels the words against his lips, "that we should have done this a long time ago."

"And I think," Hizashi quips, smirking, "that we've got more than enough time to make up for it, if that's the route you'd like to take."

Hearing the startled breath that Shouta hisses out through his nose is well worth the brief absence of his mouth on Hizashi's, he thinks; but then suddenly they're kissing again and Hizashi's torn at which is more satisfying.

But of course, of course, a loud knock at the door tears him violently out of his thoughts and crashing back into reality.

Shouta blinks, a frown pulling at the corners of his mouth, and huffs in displeasure.

"We can ignore it," Hizashi offers, pressing his mouth against the side of Shouta's exposed neck. Shouta hums contemplatively, tilting his head to the side to give Hizashi better access.

"She has a key," he replies. "She'll just come in anyway."

"Not if we barricade the door." Hizashi laughs against his throat. "Better yet, not if she hears the noises I'm about to wrench out of you."

"You're the worst," Shouta mutters, and Hizashi can't tell if he sounds more amused or exasperated. He seems to genuinely think about it for a second, though, and Hizashi laughs again when he sees him glance over at a heavy oak bookcase slotted against the wall.

"Alright, alright," Hizashi snickers, stepping away and putting his hands up in mock surrender. "Building a functional barricade would be a bit of a mood killer anyway, all things considered."

He's lying. He knows it, Shouta probably knows it, and the bookcase definitely knows it.

"I'll tell you what, though," he continues. "Because I like you so much, I'll handle answering the door. You just hang out over here and keep looking...exactly like that, actually. If you could."

He punctuates the statement with an overexaggerated wink. Shouta rolls his eyes, but he's betrayed by the way the corner of his mouth twitches upward at the admission. He quickly shakes some of his hair into his face to hide the expression, an old quirk that Hizashi isn't even sure he's aware of, and Hizashi allows himself to stare fondly for another few moments before the third knock comes and breaks him from his trance.

:)