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[caffichai]

"To be touched by the sea is to live in a perpetual, precarious balance. What happens when the scales are tipped?"

An Inkwell Overflows - by @yashkonu

[aresmarked]

my awesome prompt: kanade and mafuyu kissing

Pulled from here, number 48:

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When Kanade first envisioned this kiss, it was… smoother. Legato. Sliding from a hopeful check to pleasant first touch, touch that would twine and come to slow, linger, rest.

In this theory, Kanade had forgotten the physicality of the act of kissing Mafuyu: the distance that had increased further still with Mafuyu's growth.

And this brings Kanade to where they are now, with Mafuyu, head canted with curiosity, standing beside her in the park where they were taking a break, observing. Under that gaze she can't help but flush.

"S-Sorry."

"For…? ...Ah."

Tender-eyed, Mafuyu closes the distance. Andante.

"It's alright."

[mkcannothelpyou]

9, 19, 23?

alrighty let's figure this out (as keyed by this)

9: My favourite 3/2/1* is 12F, who I wish was my boyfriend.

19: My favourite artist is probably going to have to be aZling4, whose approach knocks it out of the park for me by nature. Robin, Tuye, Flint, the list goes on. I want them to dress me. Runner-up of (practically tied by) Chuzenji, for whom I simply point at Whisperain, and who does gorgeous sketches. Shoutouts to いわし for being a shining light of fanart in these vicinities (and other vicinities, too).

23: My favourite in-game OST is the offseason CC lobby theme, hands down. It's really good. Really goddamn good. It's Arknights.

[seeyouguyslater]

yashkonu replied to your post “*thinks about ladybug* …..send…. requests im dying ”

have you considered what if ruby fell asleep on blake’s chest and blake kissed ruby’s forehead

[flawedvictori]

8 9 13!

Here ya go!

[overachieversloth]

yashkonu replied to your post

"Amelie......... do you think love can bloom, even on the battlefield?"

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[aresmarked]

maybe something with archetto following the masses' travels?

She wrestles in the hall of the Law. She wrestles with the sight. She wrestles with the faith that has guided her through hardship and golden fields, the latter fed by former.

She wrestles until daybreak, until she murmurs aloud in that underground chamber once more, "There was nothing lesser about my life, for all its looking outside in. I had and have blessing enough."

And she walks. She walks forward, not away, even with her new understanding of the source of her faith. For it springs not just from the machine that guided and shaped the Sankta.

Her faith lies in her sisters. Her monastery, and her home. And herself.

She picks up her self once more, and follows that path she has always sought: For the unseen that is eternal, and for those that look for it in her, she would continue to seek for beauty to be there in the end.

[aresmarked]

maybe some mafuemu meeting again when they're older?

Sometimes when she's watching the news, she has a difficult time reconciling the image of the self-assured, C-suite officer with the girl who had enough energy and wherewithal to throw herself into several school clubs and up through second-floor windows when the need called for it.

But that impression quickly fades, when the Otori Group extends an invitation to put on a show for those who, for one reason or another, haven't had the chance to enjoy one live, and the offer extends to the hospital Mafuyu works at.

The light that shines in Emu's eyes when she sees her is just the same, as is the warm embrace she gives after running up to meet her. And so too is the sheer number of suggestions and ideas that she comes up with for what people might like to see, taking Mafuyu's feedback seriously before deciding on the path to proceed on.

It's nothing new; it's simple maturation, her strengths refined and practiced until their use becomes like breathing. All of Emu's strength and knowledge, she uses to reach and hold people's hearts, and the effect is profound indeed.

Once again Mafuyu finds herself swept up in Emu's tide.

It is far from an unpleasant experience.