May 28, 2023
Don't be fooled by the amount of dumb shit I'm reblogging, I'm still not sane
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Don't be fooled by the amount of dumb shit I'm reblogging, I'm still not sane
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“Los bocadillos saben a mierda.” @saoran
“¿tu crees?” pregunta acomodando el top negro que protegía la zona privada, el blanco por encima, era demasiado revelador, y una parte suya casi accede a asistir de una forma menos recatada, aprovechando las pocas luces y el cabello rojizo que había teñido para la ocasión. levanta uno con la mano cubierta por los guantes para examinar “¿cuál es el que comiste?” mira a su interlocutora, parecía una convención de animé con la cantidad de personajes del estilo.
蛹. a thread as mōri ran for no event, with @sharpshotdetective as kudo shinichi.
the island has never seemed to quiet down even when the weather begins to cool down, with the scattered timing of the breeze causing her to shiver. she hugs herself tighter as she presses her folded arms closer to her chest. the scarf that already wraps around her neck doesn’t proffer enough warmth, and during times like this, she recalls tokyo in pieces. and sometimes, other cities she’s visited. this place is unlike others, with air of peculiarities hanging, but she cannot pinpoint what. not yet.
the height of her curiosity might be high, and she’s suspected some behind the scene acts happening behind the backs of the citizens, but she cannot exactly tell what. it’s just… a gut feeling, to simplify. she’s never found anything odd, though. it’s like the whole island is deceiving her, and she cannot see the fissures that might be telltale. some puzzles are not easy to solve, after all. but what if shinichi was here— might be a different story altogether. yet, he’s not. not like he was present where she was before all this, either. his disappearing acts did become frequent, and it got harder to reach out to him.
such thoughts render her annoyed, so she insists on ceasing the train. instead, she focuses on her surroundings. there is a café at the corner that she can visit; maybe the hot chocolate can help with the cold. she’s about to make a turn when she realizes that someone is calling her name, summoning her attention. from where she’s standing, it’s difficult to make out as to whom, but she knows that voice better than she knows herself, sometimes. shinichi. she looks around, trying to locate the source of the voice. it’s drawing closer, and when she locates his figure, she’s wide-eyed. mouth agape. and the dilemma sits between a hug, and a kick.