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[sunhalf-a]

@tomoge​     /      roxas & xion!

“I got glow - in - the - dark stars for the ceiling of my apartment.”  A beat.  She reaches into her bag, secretive like she’s his plug.  “I got you some, too.”

[overclouded]

@tomoge : ❛  whatever it is that you’re planning to ask , the answer is ‘ no ’ .  ❜ no ql you canNOT distance yourself from cxs or he will literlally fucking snap

Cheng Xiaoshi makes you want to protect him.

She said that, once, to Xu Shanshan.  Cheng Xiaoshi is strong, in heart and body, and yet she’s never wanted to do anything but keep him safe.  It’s why she befriended him when they were young, even though their closeness lost her other friends, fleeing her like she was poison — or like he was, and even association was enough to spread it.  But even then, she’d known that it didn’t matter, that Cheng Xiaoshi was worth protecting.  He’s good, in the purest sense of the word.  And he needed Qiao Ling, like she needed him.

They’ve —— always been that way.  Essential to one another, halves of a whole, close, close, close.  Holding each other’s hearts, and ———

I want to protect Cheng Xiaoshi, she’d thought, so much younger, when he’d been alone.  I want to protect Cheng Xiaoshi.

(  she wakes from a dream / head heavy and heart hammering / her hands are covered in blood / whose blood / he’s losing blood, someone says / her head turns —— / she screams ———  )

I want to protect Cheng Xiaoshi, but she hasn’t.  She stole his friend — their friend — from him, guts twisting around a knife, the memories are only half - there but it’s enough to wake her screaming most nights — and he ——

(  he has the knife in his hands but she knows it wasn’t him / he says it’s going to be all right / and she understands, suddenly, that he’s going to take the fall for her, that he’s going to protect her.  )

She’s a victim, yes, of course, she’s never wanted to hurt anyone, not Doudou (  but she did  ) and not hurt Lu Guang  (  but she didn’t!  ), but —— but it was her hands with the blood on them and her smile at Cheng Xiaoshi as the monster puppeteering her body tried to kill him, too, and it was her face that Lu Guang saw as he died / or didn’t, too close for the distinction to count.  Because she couldn’t resist, because she doesn’t know how to stop it from happening again, because she’s always wanted to protect Cheng Xiaoshi and instead she’s the reason that Cheng Xiaoshi’s best friend — that’s not her anymore, it can’t possibly be her anymore — almost died and she’s the reason that Cheng Xiaoshi was detained and she’s the reason that ———

He says, “whatever it is that you’re planning to ask, the answer is ‘no,’” and tears fall down her ashen cheeks when she blinks.

His eyes go wide and he’s taking her wrists and then her hands, squeezing like they used to when they were kids, then pulling her into his chest.  Her hands settle against the same and she tries to push away, she shouldn’t be here, but he holds tighter, close, close, and her sobs get worse, more desperate as he does.

“Stop!  Stop...!”  Her cry is anguished and she crumples against him, “Let me go!  I can’t — I can’t p - protect you like this —— !”

Has she ever protected him?  Years his only confidant pale in comparison to this simple fact : she nearly killed Lu Guang and it could happen again and she knows, she knows, she knows that Cheng Xiaoshi would not be able to kill her if that was what he had to do to defend himself.  She knows that Cheng Xiaoshi is too good to kill her even if that was the only choice.

(  she wakes from a dream / head heavy and heart hammering / her hands are covered in blood / whose blood?  )  

“I c - can’t keep you safe —— !  I can’t do anything for y - you!”  He holds her tighter / tucks her close / his lips press to the crown of her head and that hurts, too, almost - worse.  She thinks she’s coming apart / that she’s made of too - thin glass / or worse.  “I don’t want to hurt you more ——”  Her voice breaks and she follows.  “Please...”

[diutive]

@tomoge          i’ve         never         felt         this         close         to         someone         before.         /         hinakage ^^

their graduation will begin tomorrow...     and to the surprise of anyone that wasn’t ennoshita - san and tadashi - kun,   kageyama will pass with the rest of his class   [   and he is more than thankful that they poured so much effort into his education:     it was to keep him on the team,  of course,    but the blue night makes everything feel a little more sombre   ].     tadashi had been roped into a party,   his tiny home splayed and reformed into a hang - out for the team...     shoyo and tobio were careful in their retreat,   even hiding it from themselves,   as they found themselves in tadashi’s empty bedroom.     they sat cross - legged on the floor,    tobio’s jumper a little too warm around his arms and chest.     HE DOESN’T DRINK AND HE WON’T START TONIGHT.     but there’s still a giddy gallop of energy in his chest as he looks - doesn’t look - looks - doesn’t look at the side of hinata’s face.        the words that bubble in shoyo’s throat are soft:    he grows towards them,   a lost flower drinking in whatever sunlight is offered   [   and shoyo offers it all   ].        ‘       do you want me to shuffle over?     there isn’t a lot of space here,  dumbass.   ’

[deathing]

         💀    ⸻      @tomoge​    /     for  kaien.

                     ❛     you’re  quiet  today.     ❜          words  are  soft - spoken  into  the  blanketed  silence,   fingernails  picking  at  the  surface  of  the  table  initially  before  starting  to  pull  at  the  threads  of  his  already  tattered  sleeves.           ❛     or  are  you  just  choosing  to  ignore  me?     ❜

[ahlite-a]

@tomoge​​ liked!    /     aether & lumine!

“Looks nice.”  It’s fun, to shop for clothes; Earth is by no means the world with the most interesting fashions Lumine has ever seen, but still, there’s always something unique.  Watching Aether as he steps out of the dressing room and eyes himself in the mirror, they ask, “do you like it?” 

[devolusion-a]

@tomoge​     /     kaien & diona!

“I’m off the clock, so I’m not makin’ you a DRINK, if that’s what you’re thinking!”  It probably isn’t, but she simply must never be a polite to an adult.  Let alone an adult man.  Not that that’s stopping the gentle thrum of her magic as it heals both of their wounds — they happened to end up in the same fight together, though Diona’s scrappiness (  and the stranger’s care and skill  ) mean that she’s more wounded than he is.  “Just because you helped me doesn’t mean I owe you anything!  I coulda handled it!”

[shegore]

@tomoge​ : sakura + karin

bold all that apply to your characters’ relationship. whichever category has the most bolded is their current relationship (approximately).

strangers (2 of 5)

I don’t know you personally or at all. I would not recognize you on the street. I do not know your name. i would not recognize if you were brought up in conversation. you have no importance in my life.

acquaintances (3.5 of 9)

i know your name. I recognize your face. i think i understand your personality on a surface level. i’d like to get to know you more. i think we could be good friends. we have a lot of similar interests. people say we’re a lot alike. we don’t ask one another for favors often. i would not be able to tell someone if you have allergies.

friends (3.5 of 11)

we get along well. we have fun together. i like hanging out with you. you’re someone i can send memes to. i feel comfortable around you. i know some of your interests. i’m a little more open with you than other people. i keep some secrets to myself. sometimes i’m not sure what i can open up to you about. i usually buy you something minor for holidays. i like when we can go out and do something together.

best friends (2.5 of 13)

i could tell you anything. i call you if there’s a problem. we probably text too much. we have a great time together. we’ve got through some bad times. i can be myself around you. we have inside jokes for days. i send you songs that remind me of us. we have a lot of memories together. i can open up to you. i worry when you’re in a bad situation. i’d kick someone’s booty for you. i take insults against you personally.

crushes (1 of 13)

you make my heart race. i can’t stop thinking about you. i worry i text back too quickly. every touch is a sign. sometimes i wonder what kind of person is your type. i send you songs that remind me of you. i keep dropping hints about how i feel. you make me emotional. i want to tell you how i feel. i like when you let me stay over. i think i’d be happy so long as you’re happy. seeing you with other people makes me jealous. i can’t tell if this is a date or we’re just hanging out solo.

sister/brotherly (2.5 of 15)

you drive me crazy. we’re on the same level. you take over all my hobbies. you nag me too much. i’d die for you. we jinx a lot. we have inside games. we play too many pranks. sometimes our fights can get a little intense. i feel relaxed around you. i can be myself around you. we take care of each other. you steal my food right from my plate. i steal your food straight from your plate. if one of us is sick, we both are.

dating & early love (1 of 13)

you make me happy. we have everything in common. you are always on my mind. i can’t get enough of you. we sleep on top of each other, not next to each other. we buy everything in pairs. talking about you is like word vomit.* people seem a little annoyed at how in love we are. our relationship should have books written about it. we’re always making memories. i can’t wait to do all our ‘firsts’ together. sometimes i get cold feet. i hope we’ll be together forever.

mature love (2 of 18)

you take all the blankets. you ate the last of MY snack. we get into tiffs but work it out. i can be honest with you. you know everything about me. we can be a little naggy towards each other. i feel safe around you. you are always on my mind. everything i do is for us. ‘we’ seems to suit us best. people say we fight like a married couple. we are married. we have children together. we reminisce while making memories. i’d die for you. i can’t imagine my life without you. i love you for your flaws. i’ll love you forever.

toxic love (0.5 of 15)

(optional, contains abuse mentions)

i’ll do anything you tell me to do. it doesn’t matter so long as you’re happy. i don’t care so long as it makes me happy. i’m only in this relationship to get something. you only want to be with me to get something. i can’t trust you. i don’t feel comfortable around you. talking to you feels like walking on egg shells. i never know what is okay. you apologize with gifts. i apologize with gifts. you say i’m everything to you. i don’t talk to anyone else anymore. we get into physical fights. the cops have been called before.

exes (2 of 12)

i miss what we had. we used to be good friends. my memories feel tainted now. i think about texting you a lot. i wonder how you’ve been. i don’t like the idea of you getting with other people. i’m already seeing other people. we have a child together. we’re legally separated. we broke up. my family wants us to get back together. i put you on blast with all my friends.

enemies (2.5 of 11)

i hate you. you make my skin crawl. you are my antonym. seeing you makes my blood boil. i know you’re no good. you thwart my every move. i know you’re trying to hurt me. i know you’re talking shit about me. i’ve never felt this way about anyone else. i could kill you. i will kill you.

result: i’m not putting acquaintance i’m simply NOT * = word vomit about how much she can’t STAND the goody two - shoes

[necrosin]

        ❝   ——— no,   ❞   a single syllable that perilously few people seem to understand in this insane sport where people kill themselves again and again to see that transient thrill of victory ( how very sad it is that he ranks among the insanity / where had his common sense gone? / oh, well, you see, it was utterly decimated by a sprained finger and his heart racing a frenetic beat in his chest, obviously. ) the dramatics of teenager—hood compounded with the relentless struggle of sports can’t possibly be good for the heart : BUT HERE THEY ARE ANYWAYS.   ❝   stop being so noisy. we’ve practiced enough,   ❞   he, at least, feels disgusting and sodden and his quadriceps are sore and it’s well past time for BUSINESS HOURS to end. and how did kei get stuck with the sun, anyways? crap luck, that’s how.

@tomoge​, for hinata !! starter call.