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27 December 2016 @ 12:53 pm
Okay so I've just been literally going over my old, old, old threads (specifically at taxon) and I just

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12 December 2016 @ 03:13 pm
 I have revisited the part of my life when I'm obsessed with Angel again and ohmygod it still hurts like it's 1999
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05 December 2016 @ 03:49 pm
 ...do any of you guys still RP in Dreamwidth? I am getting major nostalgia for the time I spent playing :(
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09 October 2016 @ 09:23 pm
Notes: Companion piece to 'Definir'.


It's the nerves - or the overabundance of them - that always catch you off guard.

The frantic energy dancing in your veins is a familiar feeling by now; seeing glimpses of her, however, amplifies the sensation tenfold until your very skin - your very breath - buzzes with it.

go to her go to her go to her go to her

You tell yourself that you know her (but what if she doesn't know you?), you tell yourself you have history together (but what if she doesn't remember you?), you tell herself that she is Iris and you are Barry and that in whatever world you are in, she will always be Iris, your Iris--

(but what if she isn't?)

You have a hundred and million opportunities to talk to her, and you waste them all because nerves.

Three months is not a long time, you rationalize. You have waited much, much longer, you remember.

But three months is also forever, you realize. Especially if you think about, what if--

What if--


She smiles at you and you think you are an idiot, you shouldn't have-- you shouldn't have--  

You're very cute, you know that?

you think immediately, because what you are is an idiot who rambles on and on about getting her drunk, what the fuck was that even about--

But she's smiling again at the face of your slow decay (fuck you and your runaway mouth, Barry Allen) and replies with, quite simply, yes.


You curb the urge to do something, anything, to extinguish the sudden whirl of energy coursing through your blood.

There is time for that, later.


You talk to her and you think about Iris, your Iris, and look for traces of her in an identical face.

Strangely, I know what you mean.

And you think of course she understands because she's Iris and you're Barry and in all and every infinite Earths out there, the two of you are just meant to be together in life.

Even if you need to take the necessary steps to ensure it.


It escapes definition, you tell her, and for once your mouth and your mind are in perfect synchrony because yes, exactly, yes.

Because what you feel for her, that which transcends time and space and worlds, that which remains whole and true and fills your chest to bursting, well--

--how can anyone define that?


I'm sorry about all this. 

Goodbye, goodbye, I'm sorry, I love you.

I'm sorry--


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06 October 2016 @ 02:56 pm
Your day starts like any other: you breathe, you think, you act, you move. You live.

But then he disturbs your peace with his gesture of kindness and his adorable mumbling. Your heart stumbles once, twice, more. Its beating never regains its pace; not in his presence, anyway.

(your smile is wide, too wide, but it doesn't feel foreign on your lips.)

You want to laugh; you want to comfort him and tell him hey, it's okay. You can breathe.

You find yourself agreeing to seeing him again. 

(Why? Why did you? You would never--)

But his smile is so bright and pure and boy, you feel like you've just made the best decision of your life.


You watch him greet you with a smile and a wave; he's setting a rhythm and you can't help but follow.

He tells you about his parents, and how they're stupid in love, and how the right girl for him is just around, waiting--

And then he gives you this look and breath slowly escapes your lungs and your world tilts as you realize--


Where'd you come from? you ask out loud, and he gives you another tender look and replies with, I've always been here.

He says your name like it's the most precious word out there. Like it's his lifeblood and air. 

And you think, this... this is what love feels like.


It escapes definition,
he says, and you believe because what you're feeling right now isn't logical, isn't familiar, isn't something you can accurately describe, let alone name--

Since the day I met you.

And you think of all the years, months, moments in between your elementary school days and this week and felt bereft because, god. This feeling. That there is someone out there who can complete you, make your life more vibrant and worthwhile just by existing--

I've always been here, Iris.

And you think now, now, so are you.
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07 July 2016 @ 10:01 am
 Hiromu/Yoko: Shoes, Future, Suitcase, Breath, Jewel

TeruiAkiko Windmill, Plastic, Snow, Cover, Horizon

JoeLuka Map, Sail, Compass, Treasure, Crew (ok those were less random and more pirate-themed ...)

Hoji & Jasmine: New, Life, Bear, Star, Sleep

Haruka/Takeru: alternate, vision, technology, grapefruit, stapler

Kaito/Mai - Again, Hat, Softly, Literacy, Wonder

Takatora/Akira: Queen, Star, Fruit, Wisdom, Void.

Hoji/Jasmine: domestic, now, tea, laugh, then
Jabi (general) - Sentiment, Queen, Eternity, Home, Circle
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07 July 2016 @ 09:37 am

He was not calling for her, and her heart knew he would not and at that moment she absolutely hated him, his pride, and his stubbornness for choosing to let her go instead of convincing her to stay.


She was leaving, he knew, and despite wanting to stop her with every inch of his being he knew he couldn't, for in truth he didn't know how he could make her stay.


As soon as his tears fell, so did hers; it amazed and terrified her, how this strong, powerful man could be reduced to this by his mountainous grief.


He didn't have to think it through; one moment he was looking at her, words trembling in his mouth, and the next he was reaching for her hand and she was warm and soft and all that he thought she was - and more. 


What can I offer her? I have nothing to give her. She will not be happy here.

Stupid Onii-chan. Jabi-nee doesn't care about any of that! She loves you after all.

How can you know that?

I know many things. Jabi-nee taught me, after all.
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22 June 2016 @ 09:43 am
Jabi could only stare at Tsubasa, flabbergasted.

Tsubasa, meanwhile, kept his chin up and met her eyes steadily, despite the persistent twitching at the corner of his mouth.

"Did... did you just...?" The normally poised Makai Priestess was suddenly grasping for words. But it didn't take her too long to finally ask, "Did you just compliment my legs?"

He crossed his arms and, as it was certainly possible, his frown even became fiercer than before.

Other beings would have trembled in his presence, now.

Except her. Never her.

She just stood there, her mouth agape, waiting for him to formulate the words which seemed stuck in his throat.

"They are long," he said. "And... shapely."

Jabi suddenly wondered how many womanly legs Tsubasa had already seen to deem hers shapely.

Of course they were, but that's not the point.

She squinted at him, and to his everlasting credit, he didn't squirm. Not this Makai Knight.

"I was just telling the truth," he said, sounding defensive now.

She chuckled, despite everything. "I know. I just thought it odd, coming from you."

To her surprise, he seemed to take offense at that. He crossed his arms and glared at her. "I suppose you prefer the compliment to come from other men."

"No," she replied, fighting to remain calm at the face of his words - which shouldn't even mean anything, but did. Jabi smiled at him. "Let's just say I was surprised to hear you say something positive about me, for once."

He straightened himself. "If you want me to apologize for all the things I have said in the past--"

Now he was apologizing? The world must be ending. Jabi raised a brow at him and blurted out, partly in jest and partly because she was thinking what is even going on here, "Are you, by any chance... flirting with me?"

That made him gape at her. If he'd been at a loss for words before, he seemed to be gasping for breath now.

Well, damn. Maybe he was flirting with her, in his own way.

Taking pity on her poor, proud and sheltered Knight, Jabi placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed. "Don't worry. I'll teach you the fine arts of seduction soon enough."

Tsubasa's scowl became darker, and soon he was turning on his heel and deserting her without another word.

Jabi sighed.

Looks like Rin's not the only one needing her tutelage, after all.