The image of Koki leaving his chains hanging on a coat rack.. LOL Ahhh, and all the smushy middle-aged kokame, oh my goooodddd. I love middle-aged KT... and you're right, more like family, less like friends. ♥
"He thinks about that large map, and wonders how anyone can possibly find someone else in a world so big." gorgeous.
"He makes so much noise, but inside, he’s quiet." How do you catch these moments? These little nuggets of truth that no one really talks about but everyone notices... and only one someone puts it in words it finally makes sense. /incoherent admiration
"It’s like Jin’s locked away a part of himself, and Kame misses it fiercely, misses it like it’s one of his lungs, and now he breathes slow and labored and there’s never enough air." more gorgeous, sharp pain while breathing gorgeous.
"he can see all that quiet in Jin’s eyes."
"It’s like poison in his blood, to think of a world in which he and Jin aren’t more than strangers who used to care." gorgeous like broken glass.
"“I can’t be here,” Jin says. “I’ll never be able to be myself here.”" T__________T <- and by this I mean real, genuine saline tears from my actual eyes.
"Jin used to touch as often as he breathed. Now there’s space between Jin and everyone else that feels forced, like Jin is holding himself back." This has that moment of... this is definitely real and has happened in real life feel to it. It's SO Jin, and captures that turning point so beautifully.
"Jin might have risen in the East, but he set in the West. Jin set over there in America, and the Jin that Kame knew never really came back." eviscerating me.
"I’m not really concerned about all the ways you and Akanishi managed to avoid admitting you had a thing for each other." preach Ryo. except I AM CONCERNED. I'M BLOODY WELL CONCERNED.
"Kame doesn’t have a best friend. Kame has people he holds dear; people he holds so close that he can’t imagine his life without them." real fucking tears and so much empathy. ARE YOU SPYING ON MY THOUGHTS? ♥♥♥
Also, “Your shirt has a hole in it. You wear it too much.” Kame, darling, your distraction methods are becoming slightly transparent.
"Kame’s not a machine; he’s flesh and blood and a little bit of heartache." #cyborgninaritai?
Kame's best something and his worst something. gutted.
"Is it bad, for me to touch you like this?" I already sense this is my canon fic. This is everything I've ever really looked for in akame. This is so heartbreakingly real. I can't.
"“Stay?” Kame asks, and he wants to tell Jin that it’s never Kame that goes away, it’s Jin. Kame’s always stayed. It’s always Jin who leaves." my heart.
"Between them, right now, it isn’t quiet, because the air is filled with unsaid words that ring loudly in Kame’s ears." it hurts to breathe.
"“It doesn’t have to ruin us.”" portents of doom T________T
*clings to much needed dose of kokame silliness*
"absentmindedly scrawls his signature across the order form that Makino brings out to him, pausing halfway through as he remembers to carefully check the order. It’s fine, and he finishes with a flourish." for some reason find this exceedingly hot. kame the responsible yet devil-may-care shopaholic.
The postcards are so lovely... surprising and heartwarming and melancholy all at once.
"And, Kame knows better than anyone, Jin has always been loved." My heart trembled.
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Date: 2012-01-15 06:23 pm (UTC)"He thinks about that large map, and wonders how anyone can possibly find someone else in a world so big." gorgeous.
"He makes so much noise, but inside, he’s quiet." How do you catch these moments? These little nuggets of truth that no one really talks about but everyone notices... and only one someone puts it in words it finally makes sense. /incoherent admiration
"It’s like Jin’s locked away a part of himself, and Kame misses it fiercely, misses it like it’s one of his lungs, and now he breathes slow and labored and there’s never enough air." more gorgeous, sharp pain while breathing gorgeous.
"he can see all that quiet in Jin’s eyes."
"It’s like poison in his blood, to think of a world in which he and Jin aren’t more than strangers who used to care." gorgeous like broken glass.
"“I can’t be here,” Jin says. “I’ll never be able to be myself here.”" T__________T <- and by this I mean real, genuine saline tears from my actual eyes.
"Jin used to touch as often as he breathed. Now there’s space between Jin and everyone else that feels forced, like Jin is holding himself back." This has that moment of... this is definitely real and has happened in real life feel to it. It's SO Jin, and captures that turning point so beautifully.
"Jin might have risen in the East, but he set in the West. Jin set over there in America, and the Jin that Kame knew never really came back." eviscerating me.
"I’m not really concerned about all the ways you and Akanishi managed to avoid admitting you had a thing for each other." preach Ryo. except I AM CONCERNED. I'M BLOODY WELL CONCERNED.
"Kame doesn’t have a best friend. Kame has people he holds dear; people he holds so close that he can’t imagine his life without them." real fucking tears and so much empathy. ARE YOU SPYING ON MY THOUGHTS? ♥♥♥
Also, “Your shirt has a hole in it. You wear it too much.” Kame, darling, your distraction methods are becoming slightly transparent.
"Kame’s not a machine; he’s flesh and blood and a little bit of heartache." #cyborgninaritai?
Kame's best something and his worst something. gutted.
"Is it bad, for me to touch you like this?" I already sense this is my canon fic. This is everything I've ever really looked for in akame. This is so heartbreakingly real. I can't.
"“Stay?” Kame asks, and he wants to tell Jin that it’s never Kame that goes away, it’s Jin. Kame’s always stayed. It’s always Jin who leaves." my heart.
"Between them, right now, it isn’t quiet, because the air is filled with unsaid words that ring loudly in Kame’s ears." it hurts to breathe.
"“It doesn’t have to ruin us.”" portents of doom T________T
*clings to much needed dose of kokame silliness*
"absentmindedly scrawls his signature across the order form that Makino brings out to him, pausing halfway through as he remembers to carefully check the order. It’s fine, and he finishes with a flourish." for some reason find this exceedingly hot. kame the responsible yet devil-may-care shopaholic.
The postcards are so lovely... surprising and heartwarming and melancholy all at once.
"And, Kame knows better than anyone, Jin has always been loved." My heart trembled.