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//hello it’s my birthday and I am here!

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drags my Aku muse back from the dead.

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in this world, it’s just us

day three of meiko and meicoomon week

characters: meiko and taichi

summary: in which meiko is a mess (but so is taichi) ((also taichi may be OOC but just bear with me okay 😩))

song of the day: as it was by harry styles

Heart pounding, Meiko fought the flush that threatened to rise to her cheeks. 

Despite the bleak, January weather, she felt warm to the touch, a smile constantly tugging at the corners of her lips. 

Beside her, Taichi rambled on about his latest soccer match, relaying every detail as if she hadn’t been in the crowd cheering him on.

Students poured from every doorway, the final bell signaling their freedom. 

“You know,” Taichi said, “If I could spend the rest of my life playing soccer, I think I would.”

His lips curled into a soft smile, Meiko temporarily awestruck. 

As the pair walked through the front gates, flurries danced around them, biting at the tips of their noses.

“You were great out there.” Meiko commented. She did her best to avert her gaze from the snowflakes that had caught themselves on his long lashes. Taichi laughed good naturedly, brown eyes scrunching at the corners. 

“Thanks, Meiko. You seem to be the only one that takes me seriously these days.” A somber look crossed his features briefly, hand ruffling his hair absent-mindedly. “Truth is,” Taichi continued, “I still don’t know what I want to do with my life.”

Meiko hummed thoughtfully, allowing the silence to stretch comfortably between them. Their footsteps synced up on the pavement, Taichi shortening his gait so that Meiko could easily follow. 

It had been weeks since they started walking home together, their apartments close enough to deem it necessary. As their shoes clicked against the pavement, the pair would chatter on about the mundane, filling the silence with stories and laughter. Meikoe had grown used to Taichi’s boisterous laugh, had begun to anticipate the way his shoulder would collide with hers if he were especially sassy.

She had even learned to navigate his moods, present one included.

 Another flurry of butterflies erupted in her stomach. 

“Do most eighteen year olds  know what they want to do for the rest of their lives?” Meiko asked, clutching her books closer to her chest.

Taichi looked at her from the corner of  his eyes, the weight of his gaze unraveling her nerves..

“I guess you’re right. I’ll quit being a baby about it; thank you.” He smiled down at her, warmth emitting from his form. Meiko stilled, Taichi’s radiance rendering her speechless. 

Earlier that week, Mimi urged her to confess, assuring her that nothing could go wrong. ‘Just do it. The worst that could happen is that you both stay friends.’

Lumps formed in her throat, a sheen of sweat dampening the collar of her blouse. Meiko was a mess.

Even in the midst of his own apprehension, Taichi was brazen and confident. He exuded happiness even in the darkest moments.

Meiko couldn’t compare. Taichi was the flicker of a flame that she flocked to, finding comfort in his presence.

On the sidewalk, Taichi paused, turning back towards her. “You coming?”

“Taichi, I…” Her voice died in her throat. 

“Is something the matter?” Concern laced his voice, eyebrows scrunched together. 

Heat rose to her cheeks unbidden, her mouth dry. She couldn’t trust her voice, so she shook her head, inky black strands adorned with snow flurries. 

“Meiko, you can tell me.”

“It’s just,” she stuttered, doing her best to muster up the last of her courage, “I admire how hard you work. You’re - You’re so selfless and kind and if you don’t feel the same, it’s okay but I just want you to know that I li-”

His warmth dissipated into the winter air. “Don’t,” he muttered. Shadows darkened his eyes, lips melting into a scowl. “What about Takeru?”

“Huh? What does Takeru have to do with this?” Confusion shocked her system, Taichi’s tone was more gruff than expected. 

“Sora told me that you liked him.” The snowflakes had damped his hair, bangs obscuring his features. 

Her eyes widened in disbelief. “I like you.”

“Don’t say that.”

Meiko’s stomach plummeted, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. “What?”

His arm reached towards her, but at the last moment, he pulled it back. 

“Please, just stop.”

“What do you mean?” Rejection had loosened her lips, the strange burn of adrenaline running through her veins. “I -I like you, Taichi. A lot.”

Taichi’s eyes hardened, jaw tense. 

“Don’t tell me that. Please,” he begged, “Don’t confess your feelings with your pink cheeks and shining eyes, not unless you mean it.”

“But I do,” Meiko whispered,  her voice getting lost in the wind. 

Taking a step closer, Taichi ran his fingers through his hair once more, lips parted with a huff.

“Meiko,” his voice broke, Taichi suddenly so vulnerable and  small and sad. 

Without thinking, she rested her hand on his forearm, desperate to comfort him. “What’s wrong, Taichi?”

Gently, he pulled himself from her grip, arm trembling.

“I’m tired, Meiko. I’m tired of being  someone’s second best. If you’re confessing to me out of pity or because someone else broke your heart, save it.”

He turned to leave, book bag slung over his shoulder. 

“Stop!” Meiko called, her pulse quickening. “I never liked Takeru, and he never liked me.  It’s not like that between us. He - He likes your sister, and he asked me for advice.”

Taichi glanced over his shoulder tentatively, the snow picking up pace.

“And I asked about you. Takeru told me that I should just put myself out there and go for it, that even if you didn’t feel the same, you’d be kind.”

His body turned towards hers, an unidentifiable emotion skirting across Taichi’s brown eyes. 

Meiko was shivering, the cold seeping through her winter coat. A chill had seeped inside, her heart so close to breaking. “It was never him, Taichi. It’s always been you.”

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Round two. Because your Poe deserves love too. Gosh he's... so good? I love that you've taken him behind the single dimension "shy writer" trope. He's shy, yes, but he has a past, he has FEELINGS, he gets sassy, he can be downright savage! And let's not mention his Disaster Gay tendencies whenever Scott his mentioned. He's a beautiful mess that deserves the world. I love his relationships. My Alcott adores him, whether the verse is friendship or polyship!

validate me ; @strcysouls

|| AGAIN, KIT, YOU HAVE MADE MY DAY. I honestly try my best with all of my muses, to give them depth and knowing so little about Poe in canon really gave me room to dive deep so it means so much that others can see it

Also, he ADORES your Alcott, no question about it, in any/every verse, in any form of relationship, she is just? So good and he thinks she’s wonderful.

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canon: branded don’t have any animalistic features

me, drawing Soren with pointed ears & teeth, dragon scales & a forked tongue: sorry I don’t speak coward.

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// ya’ll writing is so hard today, all my spoons were spent in class this morning. I have like four drafts half-written so maybe i’ll finish them up tonight or maybe i’ll finish them up tomorrow but soon. there will be replies soon.

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//so I made Dimitri my dancer in this file (my second blue lions file) and he’s the most feral dancer I’ve ever seen I’m crying this is too much power

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//Hey y’all I’m heading to mobile for the night! You’re free to add me on d.iscord if you wanna meme @ me and stuff, just tell me who you are! ^^

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// I wanna make a 3H verse for Soren and I already know he’s gonna be a professor because really who doesn’t want more mercenary professors? Cowards, that’s who.

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//Hi, guys! I’m finally doing stuff here again, but I think, for my own sanity, and only with a few exceptions, I’m gonna empty my ask box and drop most threads. There are a few that I’ll be keeping, but after a month of hiatus, I wanna start...not completely fresh, but definitely fresh-er.

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PSA;

// As some of you may have noticed, I’ve recently started writing in 2nd person POV. A lot of my partners don’t mind it/also write in it, so I didn’t stress about an announcement! However, as I’ve recently followed more people/gotten more followers, I thought I should let y’all know! 

If this really bothers you, please let me know! I’m absolutely willing to write in 3rd person instead when we interact, but my default is 2nd person! Please like/comment/IM/send me an ask and let me know if that is the case for you!

Mutuals only!

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//ME? ADDING ZAGAN??? YOU BET!!!

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// UGH SORRY FOR SO MUCH ABSENCE! It’s the first week of the new semester for me and I gotta get used to college again before I can really be here. I love you guys a bunch and I will see you after classes today hopefully

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translatedhearts replied to your post: Muse Added ; Kan Tae Jun

me, having been considering taking kyo-ga off my muse list: WELP

bROTHER well, now you can’t >:3c it’s illegal

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// As a college student who is currently dreading tomorrow morning and the associated essay due, which I pulled an all-nighter last night to finish, I have never related to Nie Huaisang more in my entire life.

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// so I just picked up Dragalia Lost and I already love Mikoto so much I can’t breathe I hope he finds his cat