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a remembrance so loud it haunts the walls of my heart

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Unicorn

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best punishment ever

— Fyodor Dostoevsky (via lunamonchtuna)

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Not yet corpses. Still, we rot.

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‶𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔“

@songs-of-venus

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“Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.”

– Anna Quindlen

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They claimed to know me, just by understanding one of millions of shattered and scattered pieces of my heart

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a cup of coffee with william?

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I am your darkest secret 🕰️

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Fukuzawa Yukichi

w/ adult soulmate who loves to read.

— fluff, x readers, gender neutral, sfw

— you love books he loves cats.

suggestion : listen to “twilight time (single version) by the platters” while reading

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Fukuzawa hummed quitely to notice his appearance in your room. Lately, he’s been out all day-night due to the elevation of current crimes up in the city, “what have you been reading? I see that you’ve been really dwelled inside the book on your hands?”

“ah, good afternoon, dear.” you welcomed him with a delightful tone; you did actually enjoy seeing him within his rarely seen presence. though, you both engaged and about to get married at the end of the year, “new book. I purchased this yesterday on the new bookstore down the street, next to the cafe where we first met.”

“oh, right. that cafe. i remember it vividly.” Fukuzawa walked closer to you. He put his hand on your shoulder and leaned closer to see the book in your hands, “newest bookstore? still, it’s rather having the same stuffs with the others, right?”

“perhaps, yes.” you said, “and so does all the cats and kittens you kept and took care of.”

“it’s really not a fair comparison.”

“for me, it does.”

He seemed irritated. You heard from others he always the fearless, determined, and stern man of authority. For you, it was rather amusing to see him getting agitated for simple matters. As the scary man people feared, the perception of your own towards him shunned to the winsome and warm-hearted fiance.

“my dear, I was joking,” you kissed him on the cheek, “i appreciate your care towards those kitties. i love having them around the house.”

When he felt the kiss on his cheek, he glanced at you solely to see how serious you took this, “really?”

“yes, of course.”

The truth, you did love cats and kitten, but solely adored their cuteness. Though taking care of them was rather not your virtue—if you wanted to compare it with how Fukuzawa handled each of them with utmost care, you were ashamed as it was an inapproriate comparison.

Known him as a perceptive man, thus he said, “I might troubled you on this matter,” he shyly kissed you back on your cheek, “you must learn more how to take care of them, don’t you think? if you really love them around.”

You wished he was home more often to take care of the kittens, “so, when i’m going to have times to read these books i owned if i constantly taking care of them?”

He giggled, looking at how you sighed he thought it was adorable, “you will have the time.” he took the book in your hands, flipped it to each sides several times, “i will accompany you, either to read or buy them.”

Astonished by his offer, you glanced at him with pleasant eyes, “you? really?”

“yes, of course.”

“But…” you hummed, thinking about how busy he was being lately, and to rushed such a dangerous work would not be safe for him.

Astuted by your worries, he rather took the initiative, “I valued my works and you, to forget about one will make me miserable.” a gentleman like Fukuzawa would never want to see his loving fiancé grew weary over what he did, “give it a rest, my dear. i supposed you should have known i’m a professional of my own matters.”

“I hear you, my dear, Fukuzawa.” you heard them, though worries would not leave your heart. maybe you’ve been blinded by the love that fills your heart, even with him boasted about his proficient ways of doing his matters.

“my dear,” he kissed you softly on the lips,” do not ever be worry, i am never alone in this. the children had been of a tremendous help. we all have each other hands notably in dangerous situation we might face forward.”

You chuckled, with a composure of an unconcerned sight to him, “you’re correct. they are there with you.”

“so…?” he asked.

“so…?”

Fukuzawa smiled, “should we pick a time for us to go to the bookstore, my dearest?”

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forward rendezvous might—as you thought recollecting his words— felt like a dream of heaven. of which stars and moon combined as a marvelous scenery of countless nights.

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waiting for you two kiss beneath its delicate rays.

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a/n : finally i went back to writing again (after 2 years lol). i read several books so i thought my competence of writing had been elevated even just by bit. i hope you enjoy this fluff. <3

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I don't know if you can devour my tears, only the voide inside of me is capable of engulfing my unshieded tears

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finally get my account back, how did i even forgot about my password?

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Sanity lead me to curiosity, curiosity became madness which tainted my heart and soul with alluring wickedness of my hidden self

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