back when i still had a job, i'd spend company time writing the whole wikapedia page for the passenger in my notebook. i finished after i think 2-3 days? now i can read it whenever i'd like. i swear i am not crazy .
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back when i still had a job, i'd spend company time writing the whole wikapedia page for the passenger in my notebook. i finished after i think 2-3 days? now i can read it whenever i'd like. i swear i am not crazy .
nishiki and kiryu dynamic study writing also nishiki is questioning being trans so like yeah enjoy i cried rereading this
"i think i'm.... i think i'm a girl, kiryu."
the words came out of nishiki's mouth before he could think. it was late in the night and he had accidentally woken his brother up due to a nightmare. they ended up talking a bit about life and shit like that just to pass the time until they fell back to sleep, and ended up on the topic of identity—although a couple of 20-something year old guys in the 80s would much rather keep that shit down. but yet we're here. nishiki's sitting up right now, hands shaking in his lap. kiryu looks at his brother with a thoughtful gaze.
"m'sorry. i think i'm just tired."
kiryu sits up and wraps his arm around nishiki. his brother tears up, breathing already quickening. he's scared. terrified. he told one of his deepest secrets, and even if it is his brother who *should* love him no matter what things like this DON'T GET SAID. you suck it up. you get a wife. you have a family. if you go down *that* path, you get killed. you end up dead in a fucking alley. so thats why he's here now, having an anxiety attack in his brother's arms.
kiryu holds him without saying anything. it's too quiet in the room, even despite the loud sobbing.
"are you serious?" kiryu says, looking right at nishiki. his brother sniffles. then he nods. kiryu holds nishiki's head to his chest.
"there isn't much we could do to help that. i could start calling you sister when we're home, if that makes you feel any better."
nishiki nods, still crying. its overwhelming. he spoke his mind. exposed something he kept so imbedded inside himself. but yet here they are. his brother hasn't tried to hit him or kill him or throw him out. he's holding him. he's making deals to help him feel better. why? who is he to deserve this? to deserve being cared for? nishiki's mind races.
"i love you. if you're a girl it's no different. i care."
nishiki sits himself up and looks at kiryu. theres tears in his eyes as well.
"i love you too."
i love randomly finding people on here who align with my interests really well. like yess we are destined to be mutuals
i think its fun to turn some of my fave characters into gun lovers... like yes king give your weapon a kiss.....
i love all my mutuals you're like little fish in a bowl to me
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pistol aka spencer
agender homosexual
likes: the passenger, horror films, industrial metal
hates: idfk
god's favorite hoplophile.
if i don't like you, i'll just block.
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