Mkay Gonna Work On My Carrd For A Bit And Then Clean 

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new post coming today ! it’ll be out inna few <3

listening to zelda music and it’s storming out— 2day is good

yeah okay changing the theme

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the sixth station

pairing: sakusa x reader 

genre: honestly, i have no idea. it’s not exactly fluff, nor is it angst.

warnings: allusions to death/ afterlife. 

a/n: the description of the train was inspired by the train in ‘spirited away’.

he is sitting on the train, travelling to a place where city lights and skyscrapers fade into fields of green, and skies painted blue. 

it is only him on the train - quiet and desolate. the only company he has are the birds outside, rising high above, singing their symphony. the vehicle moves effortlessly, throughout the journey kiyoomi has not once jolted, remaining in the same position - it is as if the train is weightlessly floating.

the red velvet he is sitting on is smooth as his hand gently strokes the material, and the wooden flooring beams even more brilliantly when the sun hits at it. he looks ahead, and the sun filters through its golden honey light - kiyoomi feels the warm rays on his face. 

you had been on this train many years ago. he wonders: as you waited to arrive at your destination - did you, too, feel the heat of the sun on your skin, see the birds dance freely, smile at the never-ending fields. 

he sighs, leaning his head back against the window - itching, longing, yearning to see you. you had left him abruptly - he never had the chance to say goodbye. it was all so sudden - he never had the chance to give you a proper farewell.

still, kiyoomi knew one day he would be reunited with you. it was only a matter of time - after all, the seasons changed, the years passed, the flowers withered and bloomed.

today, the journey is coming to an end, and soon, he will be reunited with you. 

(here, cold winters become distant and sunshine is forever eternal.)

today, the journey is coming to an end. kiyoomi has waited long enough.

(here, flowers forever glow and delicate petals never fall.)

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and as the train reaches its destination, beginning to slow - kiyoomi thinks of you waiting at the platform, greeting him home.

i miss them

writers:

break up your paragraphs. big paragraphs are scary, your readers will get scared

fuuuuck epithets. “the other man got up” “the taller woman sat down” “the blonde walked away” nahhh. call them by their names or rework the sentence. you can do so much better than this (exception: if the reader doesn’t know the character(s) you’re referring to yet, it’s a-okay to refer to them by an identifying trait)

blunette is not a thing

new speaker, new paragraph. please.

“said” is such a great word. use it. make sweet love to it. but don’t kill it

use “said” more than you use synonyms for it. that way the use of synonyms gets more exciting. getting a sudden description of how a character is saying something (screaming, mumbling, sighing) is more interesting that way.

if your summary says “I suck at summaries” or “story better than summary” you’re turning off the reader, my dude. your summary is supposed to be your hook. you gotta own it, just like you’re gonna own the story they’re about to read

follow long sentences w short ones and short ones w long ones. same goes for paragraphs

your writing is always better than you think it is. you just think it’s bad because the story’s always gonna be predicable to the one who’s writing it

i love u guys keep on trucking

the sun peaks through the curtains, beams landing on already warm skin. sakusa’s hands wrap tightly your frame—afraid you’ll disappear if he lets go.

“good morning” he whispers into your shoulder, curls buried in the crook of your neck.

you stretch before replying, “mornin’ are you going in ?”

he hums, “later,” pulling away only slightly to study your face.

your fingers trace his jaw and then circle his moles. breath hitching when your eyes meet, the corners of his lips quirk upwards.

your eyes close again, and you lean further into his warmth.

“shower ?” you voice your thoughts, giggling lightly when he shuffles further into the covers.

“too far,” kiyoomi mumbles, burying his face into your neck and pulling you impossibly closer to him.

you shift onto his side of the bed and lay on his chest. “that’s fine,” you manage through a yawn.

sakusa’s warmth and steady heartbeat lulls you back to sleep. neither of you quite ready to start your day.

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