And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave 'cause your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone
You used to captivate me by your resonating light
Now, I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face, it haunts my once pleasant dreams, your voice, it chased away all the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
(...)
I tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone but though you're still with me, I've been alone all along
My Immortal (Evanescence)
I'm so sorry for doing this, guys :( but I can never listen to this song without thinking about him. Thought I'd share some of my pain with people who will understand 💔
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So… this is not Harry Potter related (sorry!) but I just need to scream into the void. If you don’t want to read about the weird anomaly in my sexuality, no hard feelings, just keep scrolling.
For context: I identify as demisexual and have experienced attraction to both men and women, in the context of like sharing a deep emotional bond.
But every once in a great while there’s someone, a complete stranger, who for absolutely no reason at all my brain just says yes. Like tonight I was walking home, minding my own business and this man had the audacity to be kneeling in his garden with his shirt off and my brain was like, ‘yes. Shoulders, curly man-bun, spine, waist. Gardening, taking care of plants. That is an attractive human.’ And I just. What the heck? I was so surprised and taken aback that I like called a friend to talk through it. It has been nearly a year since my brain did this with a stranger and I wrote it off as an anomaly then because it had been literal years since there was a stranger that my brain was like, ‘yah. That’s an attractive human.’ before that.
And I just. Any other demisexual people out there experience this? Have I been misidentifying myself for the past like decade? Like there was no part of me that wanted to act on that attraction but it was very much there. Fricken gardener.
Please send help.
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Hypochondriac Hymn
there's a space between my collarbones
a little hollow of warmth
I place my fingers in the dip
and wait for the rush of blood
a little pressure against my throat
the thump of a shot of life
despite the fears
that keep my hands here
my heart still beats
the same old pace
in that space between my collarbones
~ xoxo, Love yoU (Lord my God)
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OH MY GOSH YAME,,, THE 3RD STILL ISNT HERE FOR ME BUT KUNIS BDAY LETTER IS TOO CUTE I EVAPORATED INTO THIN AIR 💥💥💥 all i can think about is reader secretly giving tips to those students who ambushed him and next time they surprise him with a cake that isn't sweet and he actually likes it 💔💔 i just know you end up being popular at the akademiya solely because of kuni and people try to ask you things about him 😭😭 (i just had a sudden rush of scara love and i had to share with someone 🥹)
SUZU .. OH MY GOODNESS OKAY — first and foremost, you're very much welcome! second, i am honored and glad that you reached out to me for this bc 🥹🥹 i wanna pour my heart out in regards to the brainrot and how much i adore him and his letter so here we fucking go. welcome to another episode of ayame loves scara <3
in regards to evaporating into thin air; that is such a perfect way to describe how i felt while reading it too ;; i mentioned this in my silly lil post but i was literally smiling from ear to ear reading his letter, it's just so nice hearing he's up to his usual mundanities yet still experience something eventful in a way :') "it was so incredibly ridiculous i had to laugh" just the image of him laughing. like. genuinely laughing has me going so soft and melt into a puddle
now brainrot time ( ✧ ✧)
reader, in this vision of this specific scenario, wouldn't be affiliated with the akademiya. sure, visits are quite common for you, but it's only for a certain vahumana scholar... he's been the talk of the town for a decent while, not only for his eccentric personality; but also for possessing an insight vastly different from your typical scholar. some students had the gall to examine that harsh exterior falter ever so slightly when you arrive to mainly check up on him with a meal prepared for him, heard saying such things like “you didn't have to trouble yourself.” under his breath only for you to hear all the while he's taking what you had for him that day in his hands, scurrying away in the wild whilst treating himself to the delicacy he's grown to take a liking to ( code sentence for: loves immensely ).
of course, noticing your close bond with vahumana's one and only hat guy, it prompted a few brave souls from the akademiya to approach you and inquire about your lover. some questions were a little on the nose, and you didn't hesitate to turn those questions down for both his sake and yours. mainly his.
overtime, kuni would start hearing your name echo in the halls. sometimes in the house of daena while he occupied himself with reading to pass time. more popular for your connection to him rather than something else... of course, occasional praises being sung about you would enter his earshot, but that is precisely what they should've settled on first. regardless, the first time they ( some of the students ) interrupted his peace; jumping out of a bush with a cake that, in his gaze, was sickeningly sweet as he so described. sharp eyes from one of the students was enough to alert the others that perhaps the cake they got him wasn't something he particularly liked... so, they seek who for guidance? you, of course.
encounter after another when the students spot you at puspa cafe on your own, your desire to see your lover being unceremoniously interrupted by a student or two having a few things to ask you. you admit, you found a bit of amusement in how literally everyone in the akademiya knew little to none about him. and truthfully, you felt like some divinely favored being to be able to call him your boyfriend, but you digress. his dessert preferences was something you didn't expect to be asked a day prior to his birthday, but the question wasn't unwelcome. you'd dawn on a small smile and explain to the students that he isn't so fond of sweets. sure, he'll have dessert, but they're always bitter. your excitement was unfortunately not kept at bay when the group of vahumana students brought up why they were asking. and you, naturally, tagged along with them to surprise him.
all you did was provide directions, the path he always takes to his favorite spot that he rarely ever visits unless with you tagging along or something would weigh down his mind. and for the fun of it, you made sure to remain hidden as the group jumped out of the bush with a cake that this time, was one exactly to his liking. that same laughter that erupted from him last time, as the students told you, escaped his lips again. this one seemed more... genuine, in comparison to the last one which the students explained as "feeling like they were getting spit in the face."
from his perspective, as his eyes were fixed on the matcha flavored cake presented to him, he could just about feel your presence lurking here. you're the one who's been indulging them in their meaningless questions that were only answered for the sake of knowing more, you're watching him right now, aren't you? of course you are, not when he was able to make out the little hum that was almost taken away along with the breeze and the accomplished squeal from one of the students.
just how much did you indulge them? not much he figured, but you didn't shy away from explaining his dessert preferences. typical from you, yet that laughter that escaped his lips, the slightly lighthearted snark thrown at the students standing in front of him with his favorite cake, and the acknowledgement of your presence here that slowly began to dissipate... you have some explaining to do.
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