#kusucest

btw incest if it wasn't obvious:

no he's ok

Shama X Kusucest

all credit to: (amazing song, pls check it out if you like toxic yuri)

w/o words:

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I think people have too much time on their hands and not enough genuine intellectual stimulation.

Shipping is what happens when observation meets boredom. You see two people in proximity and your brain invents a narrative because reality isn't satisfying enough. It's pattern recognition gone haywire. I'd almost respect it if it weren't so... predictable.

Brother complexes are easy. Forbidden dynamics are easy. The internet loves easy.

So no. I don't care.

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But since you asked—and since you clearly want me to say more so you can screenshot this and analyze my word choice and pretend you've found something meaningful—

The fact that people do ship us isn't surprising. Kusuo is the center of every room he's in, even when he's trying not to be. I'm the one who refuses to orbit.

That tension looks romantic to people who don't understand what it actually is.

What it actually is: two people who cannot exist in the same space without challenging each other. Two people who know each other better than anyone else and use that knowledge like a scalpel. Two people who have spent their entire lives trying to matter to each other in ways neither of them has words for.

If that looks like attraction to you—if two people being absolutely consumed by each other's existence reads as romantic—then maybe you're not wrong.

Maybe you're just early.

But don't quote me on that.

Kuusuke pulls at Kusuo, trying to break his walls down and trying to break all of him down with it. Kusuo threatens to do the same to him, all the while trying to figure out how not to hurt him. Neither of them really mean it. Except when they do. Kusuke provokes kusuo, Kusuo hurts kuusuke, again and again and again. kuusuke comes to understand this is the only kind of contact he will ever have with his brother. He pulls away. Kusuo tries to forget; estranges him in his mind. Kusuo sees kuusuke as a stranger at their next meeting; Kuusuke has never known Kusuo so well as he knows him that day.

There are hard feelings that seem insurmountable. Kuusuke knows things that Kusuo doesn’t. Kusuo doesn’t know this, but he can sense it. He doesn’t understand, now. Kuusuke does. Kusuo had loved him all this time. And Kuusuke has loved him more than Kusuo could possibly understand.

You wouldn’t hurt someone you didn’t love. you wouldn’t hurt them because you wouldn’t see them as some part of yourself. they would be someone different to you. but hurting your brother is just self harm, contextualized. it gives meaning and structure to what doesn’t make sense in your life. He can suffer like I can. he feels what I do. and yet he isn’t you. he is the other person you could not become.

He is your equal; your mirror and he is who you are not. He is a perfect stranger. he exists on a different plane. He reminds you of yourself.