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my current favorite photos of megurine luka because idk why shes infested my brain today

#megurine luka #vocaloid #vocaloid luka #yummyy #i love my wife #what has my life come to #shitpost #yay #skinboyiscool #skibidi #funny

ALSO…. I dreamed about them. You mentioned that you wrote a Asoiaf Au for them (I am also not 100% sure you really did, maybe it’s my wishful thinking… maybe maybe) but that influenced me so much that I ended up dreaming about them in the Games of Thrones series lol haha

the angels have successfully infiltrated another consciousness 🔥

a2 would thrive in that verse 🙂‍↕️

#asks #a1/a2 #and #thinking about a2 winning some glorious battle for his lord thomas and being granted whatever he wants #and hes like i want a squire :)#and thomas is like done 👍#and hes like no i want YOUR squire #anyways. the indignation of a2 getting knighted before a1 #a2 having a squire who bosses him around #yummyy

they’re gonna find their way back to each other!

Nico glanced up at him, thumb still pressing slow circles into his foot. “Yeah,” he said simply. “Home’s better when you’re there.”

They were always pretty careful at not crossing any lines between them. Jack knew, for certain, that Nico would be the one for him. He knew he’d wait forever, if it meant he got to love Nico, and Nico would love him back. He knew that if anything were to happen, if life got in the way, if people got in the way, they’d crawl back to each other.

Jack believed that with a certainty that bordered on something dangerous. It wasn’t just hope, or want, or even love in the way people usually meant it. This was sharper, and significantly quieter. It lived somewhere deep in his chest and wrapped tight around his ribs, something that didn’t loosen even when he tried to breathe around it. Something that didn’t want to loosen. Because the truth was, Jack didn’t know how to exist in a world where Nico wasn’t inevitable.

He could picture it too easily with the years stretching out, different cities, different teams, different people trying to slot themselves into the space Nico already occupied without even knowing it was taken. Jack could see himself going through the motions, smiling when he was supposed to, touching people who would never feel right, letting time pass in a way that looked normal from the outside.

And then it would snap back. Because no matter how far they drifted, there would always be that pull. A thread wound tight around his bones, leading back to Nico like a leash Jack didn’t want to take off.

There was something almost comforting in how absolute it felt, how unchangeable. Like no matter what broke, what went wrong, what they ruined or lost or burned down between them—there would still be that ending waiting for them. He would still be Nico, standing there like he always did, steady and immovable, looking at Jack like he’d known all along he’d come back.

#moths fic #1386 #snippets #yummyy