I just strolled, savored, sobbed through col and I-
the flavor. The characterization. I love getting to see Satoru be a real person with complex feelings without losing the goofy boyish side of him. I love getting to see both internal povs and how they see each other, I think there is such beauty and hope in that. Reader is genuinely such a role model of patience that I was just as in awe of as Satoru. I love how and where you chose to linger, highlighting the big and small moments and the moments that seem small but are actually big. If I could describe this story in a few words, it would be profound. Decadent. The work and love you've poured into the stories is beautiful to see and I am deeply, irrevocably moved. Beautiful, gorgeous, I feel like I've just eaten a full course meal while an orchestra plays on my heartstrings. I need to walk this off or stare at a wall or something.
hi!! sorry i got to this so late!! 🥺 i was so touched receiving this that i reread it so much 😭
aaaah thank you so much for taking the time to read col jaksnks i know some of the works are a bit lengthy and they jump through scenes a lot but !!! it is my baby and i am so touched that you went through it 🥺💗
it’s so lovely of you to come in my lil mailbox and type out this thoughtful message too 🥺 thank you so much i appreciate it and you 😭 the flavour 😭 am so happy that satoru’s complex characterisation was able to shine thru 🥺 it’s smth i consider and try hard to showcase when i write him, but can’t tell if am able to 😭 so i’m so glad that you see it 🥺💗 this is so validating for me!!!
and!! ur appreciation for the col couple too 🥺 i truly Love them and my heart does a little dance every time anyone talks abt them too 🫶🏻 esp col reader 🥺
to call col profound and decadent and all the lovely things you say my writing is oh that is so!!! i am so flattered and touched 🥺 how you notice the small and big moments and recognise their placement in everything too 🥺 i am so deeply moved by this message and you 🥺 thank YOU so much! i am keeping this message close to my chest aaaah
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not rainworld talk
WHAT IF, hear me out, i hit you with a sock filled with stones, and then 2 years later hit you with a airsoft gun detachable barrel which one would hurt you more?
if you said the barrel your SOO wrong! cause i never specified what type, size and material of the rocks you BAFOON, I NEVER SPECIFIED WHAT TYPE OF SIZED SOCK I MASHED YOUR HEAD IN WITH! I COULDVE HID A BOULDER IN IT, but a high quality barrel of a toy gun will probably not let you outa the house for a bit.
either way please keep an eye out your closest window to you when you read this.
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After MidnighTS
A poem by @pegacorn1989 - inspired by @taylorswift ‘s Midnights text
I’ll paint my midnights
In forbidden feelings
Wish I could climb out of made up cages
Wish I could make them play by my rules
Thirteen minutes after midnight
Thirty-one days of summer gone
Wish I would have met myself unmasked
Wish I would have let myself be true
I lie awake
Scared to look at my own heart
Hoping my fingers can pull out all the tangled up love
I untangle and untangle my heartstrings
Until I am in the middle of a mess
Of golden thread on the floor
Every breath I take feels life altering
I lie awake
In love with my own messes
If these walls could talk
They’d tell the story of fire
The blazing sun before the morning
A candle burning shadows into the stars
A girl who breathes flames each time she talks
I lie awake
I try to burn my demons alive
They come back stronger
And turn into winged beasts
How to tame a dragon?
With fire and kindness.
Wish they could climb out of made up cages
Wish I stopped believing in yesterday’s rules
I lie awake
Fluttering faeries to light up the dark
Do I lie to myself or just to my heart?
My winged wishes can’t lie
If these walls could talk
They’d spill all of my secrets.
Wish I could climb out of my heart
Wish I could catch you with my heart
I lie awake
In love with my terrors
And scared of my sweet dreams
I twist and turn until my love’s tangled up
And I am strangled by own gold
Caught up in my own Midas touch.
Dionysos’ kiss still on my lips
Drunk on the midnight moon
I sacrifice my heart’s on blood
For magic
To spin straw into gold.
I lie awake
The faeries’ song my lullaby
Up and up and up and up
Until my heartbeat’s just an echo
A shadow cast by flames long gone.
Wish I could set the world on fire
Wish they would climb into my heart for shelter.
I’ll wrap my darkest midnights
Into golden thread
Empty heart and burning lanterns
I write letters addressed to myself.
I burn every single one of them into ash and dust.
I hope you wait for me, at our old spot
Where the faeries dance, by the gold clock
Where the trees turn into monsters
Where the butterflies burn to dust
Where the merry go still turns
Where the night is struck with wonders
Where the angels mend time with tears
Where the heavens are a million mosaics
Where the shiniest summers bleed out
Where the end precedes the beginning
Where the stars know everything and nothing
Where the waters anticipate the winds
Where the dead don’t stay dead
Where the legends meets the myths
In our faith forgotten land
Thirteen days and thirteen more
Until I exile you forever
But before I leave
I hope you’ll meet me at midnight.
(shoutout to @eva-mei-10 and @corneliacat for the GIFs)
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