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"I guess I really can't get rid of you," Mhin mutters like they don't quite believe it themself. Noa has a feeling what they really mean to say is 'I can't believe you're not leaving me.'
They trace their fingers over their own lips absentmindedly, trying to memorise the feeling of Mhin's mouth on theirs. Noa can't remember the last time someone put their hands on them in a non-threatening manner. Though they can usually shake off cuts and bruises just fine, something as tender as a kiss is harder to forget. Not that they want to forget it. It's a welcome change. A much needed one.Or: an on-going archive of all the self-indulgent Mhinoa drabbles I've compiled.
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Angel can’t help the shortness of breath that creeps up on him every time Aki does something kind. He never gives it much thought at all - it’s in his nature to look after people - but the same can't be said for Angel. He’s been around long enough to put a finger on these feelings, regardless of whether Aki is or isn't oblivious to the implications of his actions.
Angel’s pretty damn sure he’s in love, and the thought alone terrifies him because he knows he’s felt this way before. He just doesn’t remember it. All that he has is a lingering sense of dread indicating that something or other went wrong. Through faults of his own, more likely than not. And who’s to say that won’t happen again?Or: self-proclaimed human hater #1 struggles to grasp the concept of falling for yet another human.
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Martin wonders just how little he must’ve slept, if even the all-encompassing powers of the Eye can’t aid his terrible senses. And as worrying as that thought is, it’s also strangely endearing in its own way. He struggles to hold back a breathy laugh as he leans down to kiss his cheek, and only then do Jon’s green eyes snap up to look at him as he almost jumps out of his own skin.
“Good morning.” Martin simpers at him.
“Good lord–” Jon clutches his chest. Though he’s unable to not return the gesture for long as the corners of his mouth gradually pull up in a timid smile, and his cloudy gaze eases with recognition like he just watched the sky clear.Or: 50 different kisses, based on that one writing prompt going around Tumblr.
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And Aki's not entirely sure what possesses him to do what he does next. But he's taking his suit jacket off before he even realises it, sticking his cigarette in his mouth as he disregards his sword to the side and shimmies out of his sleeves.
"What are you— hey, stop, don't get so close—" Angel blurts out, tensing uncomfortably as Aki drapes the blazer over his shoulders. Oversized as it is for him, it still only just fits over his wings.
He looks down at him with a vaguely confused look, like he did nothing out of the ordinary, "I thought you said it's fine if I touch you through fabric?"
Aki can't tell whether the colour on his face is truly from the cold anymore, but Angel looks down at his lap before he can decide for sure.
"You're an idiot," the devil tells him. Aki huffs half-heartedly, trying to act like he's unbothered by the way his back and arms crawl with goosebumps because of the chill.Or: prestigious devil fighter Aki Hayakawa realises he's fallen head over heels.
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the child you were will not return by sloneczko
Fandoms: I Was a Teenage Exocolonist (Video Game)
01 Sep 2022
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After a long moment of silence, Sol brings their small hand to rest on top of Cal's. They give it a gentle squeeze, tense but affectionate, though they don't peel their gaze away from the many forests and cliffs and valleys before them.
"You understand, don't you?" Sol whispers. Their voice cracks, and Cal realises that the real reason they don't turn to look at him is because they don't want him to see them tearing up.
"I can't leave him. You'd do the same if you were in my shoes. If that was Tammy out there," they utter softly, their breath coming out in a puff of cool, cloudy smoke. Cal winces painfully.
"Don't bring Tammy into this," he pleads quietly. She's been gone for so long now, but the memory still hurts.
"But you would," Sol repeats faintly, voice barely a whisper, carried by the gentle wind, "You would."Or: post-ending continuation of the game. Dys disappears, Sol refuses to give up on him.