[oneshot] paloma

[bokunostation]

title: paloma
rating: g
pairing: yamazaki kento / tsuchiya tao
genre: holla magical realism, i watch too many ghibli shit i swear
disclaimer: purely fiction. any coincidences with things in real life, dead or alive, coincidental or not, are for fictional
summary: To a boy she met in the forest, she was everything he wanted to keep from the evil of

Comments

[morohoshi]

IM ALREADY SCREAMING

To her mother, she was an angel entrusted to the arms of the little girl's grandmother a few minutes before dying from childbirth. To her grandmother, she was an imagery of a painful memory. To her father, she was irrelevant. To a boy she met in the forest, she was everything he wanted to keep from the evil of the world.

[morohoshi]

the imagery of her walking in the forest barefoot in a kimono is so clear in my head

i mean we’ve seen her in a kimono (first thing that came to mind was kaguyahime) but the first sentence gave me more of a pure image and there was nothing pure about kaguyahime!tao lol

IS THIS A PHOTOSHOOT SOMEWHERE

[morohoshi]

gdi i’m only on the first paragraph and i spent 5 mins already just reacting to it

[morohoshi]

i’m gonna time myself to see how long it takes me to read this fic

(i started maybe around :53

[bokunostation]

it's ok pls react more u know it gives me life

[morohoshi]

Letting go, Kento learns, is allowing himself to let millions of invisible razors and blades to sweep their sharp, sharp ends right where his heart is. There had been cuts over cuts, wounds over wounds left untreated and left to bleed, the ache to see her face or to crush her into a hug or having to look slightly downward when talking to her so his face would align with hers-

shokshok ur name may be ugly but your words are so beautiful

[bokunostation]

OMG U RUDE LIL SHIT

[morohoshi]

HAHAHHAA

[morohoshi]

having to look slightly downwards so his face would align with hers

(uhm yeah i wrote that from memory not copy and paste)

HEIGHT DIFFERENCE