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ANNOUNCEMENT; hello pals ! it's that time of the year again where i must inform everyone that starting in april through the beginning of june i will be unavailable through the weekends. from april 18th - june 3rd i will be working once more at my local ren faire. i will be completely unavailable on the weekends & some mondays, leaving only the week for me to be here as far as all activity + communication on ims & discord. my activity is very low on the weekends as it is but this goes from low to none lol. i do not expect to have a severe dip in activity on my main blog( @foolshoujo ) but all other blogs will be taking a back seat as to lessen my load during this time. they won't be full hiatus or anything, i'm just gonna prioritize them less.

this post will be linked on my various pinned posts across blogs & reblogged quite a bit from time to time until june's eta date ends. other than that; luv u guys & stay frosty !

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you're not alone. she taught you that too, didn't she?

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SMALL ANNOUNCEMENT; i know im already gone on the weekends + monday mostly afk but next week a dear friend of mine flies in to visit & will be staying in my office where my computer is, so my activity will be mobile or depending heavily on the laptop here & there. other than that, as always this weekend is faire so i will be gone so expect normal activity around may 6/7th !

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remember when i didnt care about which of the three big names for femc i had my girly go by & now if u call her anything but mina/ko i gut u like a fish thats character development

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✿ Time to give back, now that I gave.

6: fingers kiss

Not a day went by when the sorry lot of them didn’t arrive back at the dorm beaten, bloody and bruised. Tartarus was hard on all of them— some more than others, and some were just better at hiding it. While they would like to believe the burden was being shouldered equally as a collective, Akihiko knows better. It is she who carries their weight when one of them falls, and it is she who suffers should they not perform accordingly. Hamuko— their precious leader— is the one to bear the brunt of the entire expedition day in and day out.

Tonight, she’s gone and stuck her polearm into a particularly nasty sonofabitch, whose oozing flesh was much more solid than originally anticipated. The wrist had bent in a way that it shouldn’t, and he could tell the way she had cradled it as they all trudged back to the dormitory, that something was wrong. Akihiko knew a great deal about first aid, and even moreso when it came to superficial and antebrachial injuries in particular. It came with the territory given his token sport.

“ Sit down. ” Akihiko is the one barking orders tonight. Her carpal is definitely swelling, completely swallowing up her usual, lithe wrist. Within moments he disappears into the kitchens to retrieve the dorm’s sapped first-aid kit and a cold compress. Kneeling before her, as she sits pretty at the kitchen table, he gets to work.

“ Why didn’t you say something sooner? ” he asks. It’s something to pass the time as he applies the compress that sends shivers down his own spine. “ Ice will reduce the swelling, and rest it when you can. ” His instructions are precise; practiced. He’s done this before. He wraps her arm in a thick bandage as he would to himself, around the arm, palm and through the fingers for proper security. Despite knowing the steps as if they were on the back of his hand, Akihiko still takes his time, weaving around each of her tiny fingers. They twitch as the wrap pulls tight.

Akihiko has a fondness for hands— Hamuko’s in particular. They’re so thin and frail, and yet it seemed they could take on the end of the world with just a finger if she could do so. He loves her hands. Pardon him for studying then, and holding them much longer than needed. He looks to her from his spot on his knees as she looks right back, ostensibly confused. Without warning, he pressed his lips to her jutting knuckles, down farther, down over her sweet fingertips where his breath begins to tickle her palm where she can feel it. They curl weakly into a fist upon his boldness, and he is inclined to explain himself, readily deciding against it.

“ Sorry. ” Except that he wasn’t.

That was it. He moves from her, head bowed, to pack up the kit, far too red to meet her eyes of the same hue.

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wild how ppl are going around sending fetish asks around meanwhile i got a whole ass trauma dump paragraphs long in my inbox from an anon. i could make a joke about we are not the same but none of that is okay so we all lose KLJDHASKJD

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:) @sabazio

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a small psa that, if you’re writing with me, there’s never any pressure.  you can always take as much time responding to things as you need.  days, weeks, months, it’s fine with me!   you and your well-being come first.   i never want you to feel like i’m expecting you to write, because that’s never the case.  and i never want you to feel rushed for replies.  you, the mun, always come first, full stop.  <3

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It's ok femc, you will always be iconic to us

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i kno i talk about mina/ko in terms of growing up with an alternate path where mina/to takes the burden of sacrifice on his shoulders to spare her a early death & grant her a future--- but my canon will always reflect that of the games. mina/ko AND min/ato both die barely eighteen, on the rooftop on graduation day, & as a/igis watches as the two sit in each other's comfort protecting them as the rest until the realization hits her something is wrong as everyone rushes to join them.

the twins are tragic heroes that no matter how many people touch their hearts, how many are touched by theirs, no matter the mountain of reasons to try to find a way to stay behind, no matter who could stand in their place; they will always choose to use their soul as as the counter weight on the scales before n/yx as tribute to save humanity. they will always stand at the door, blocking their dearest friend who remains on the other side & in stone protect him from er/ebus' relentless attacks. saviors of humanity, sacrificial lambs, martyrs. whatever the name, they will be called as such.

from the womb they shared they walk right toward their graves without hesitation. does that mean they never wanted a future ? no, of course not. each of them wanted to watch each other grow old. to marry their beloved ones & start a family. to sing & share their music with the world. to laugh with their friends. instead those dreams are shattered glass at their feet, with the two of them holding the hammer that broke the window. && they would do it again & again, ' whatever it takes. ' is the promise they make to each other on behalf of humanity.

i think often about like in terms of like the people min/ako ends up meeting because of like, rp & such & how these are people that will never know why she passed. why that one day be it through the news or a text or maybe she sent a letter personally, that following march fifth they will hear of her & her brother's passing. suddenly, without reason. && thats life, sometimes people are here & then they are not. we saw them yesterday, last week, a few months ago. && now they are gone. just like those within her own canon, do these people remember her ? has the time they spent together become etched into their hearts ? it's such a sad answer & one that just like when we reflect on our loved ones in real life is never one we want to speak about. but i wonder. not in ahah angstfuel( which i take the twins sacrifice very seriously & wouldn't ever be something i use for angst bait in the first place but u kno gotta i over clarify LOL ), but genuine wonder what lies beyond for those connections once she is gone.

but then again this is rp & i can just spin the wheel of the verse where she is alive & walks her future alone, with m/inato taking the burden from her as he pushes his beloved other half from the grasp of death. for now.

for now.

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i suppose i love this life, in spite of my clenched fist.

Time Is A Mother, Ocean Vuong // The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoyevsky // The Cow, Ariana Reines // Ask Polly, Heather Havrilesky // October, Mary Oliver // Dead Stars, Ada Limón // Night Walk, Franz Wright// Xenotransplantation, Sam Sax // Angels In America, Tony Kushner // Take Me With You, Andrea Gibson

for @shestrying

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[ 𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃 ] My muse sits by your muse’s bedside while they are sick/hurt.

XXII ███ SHE KNOWS ALL TOO WELL what it's like to be ill. constantly so, her own health from such a young age being ill matched for her bright & energetic personality. she remembers hospital ceilings & doctor's offices, bed rests & medicines. the year of which the moonlight bridge's collapse almost took her life with that of her parents own, only having her brother by her side as she recovered. as stronger as she's gotten since then, it's steady--- && the universe understands the empathy that tinges at her heart when she sees those around her have even the smallest of colds.

so to hear the young rei was under the weather was as if to hear a call to action. going straight over to her home, cold medicine & quite the amount of fresh groceries in hand. taking over the kitchen to clean, to cook, then clean again. porridge for now to take the medication with, but warm stews for after. enough to pack a few tupperware containers to easy reheat.

taking the time to pick up around the small apartment as rei rests upon her futon before moving to sit right at her side. lithe fingers plucking ever so carefully strands out of the youth's face before lightly pressing the back of her hand against rei's forehead to check her temperature. a sigh as she stands, heading off to get a towel to wet & wring out, returning to lightly place it on the girl's forehead.

＂ayanami-chan....＂ a pull to the blanket to properly tuck the younger in. ＂ just rest up okay ? i won't go anywhere until you're feeling right as rain, okay ?＂ / meme prompt

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Evening dress, c. 1958