#akira everywhere regardless if magic exists or not: wow just like magic

[flovverworks]

' if you look very closely, ' silkworms and mulberry leaves mere centimeters away from his shining gaze, ' aren't they rather cute? like children, fat and round and always hungry. ' yuyu laughs to himself, the speckling drizzle of it soft and mellifluous. ' there's surely a practitioner out there who can directly communicate with them, and tell each one of their spinning stories. after all, these are no ordinary silkworms. they're highly spiritual, precious gifts given to me by a good friend with a deep love for animals ... i'm confident that you and her would have gotten along well. her presence may be slight, but i'm always reminded of her benevolence, if not her skill. why don't i give you a few brocades, and you can set off into the woods to have something tailored for yourself? tell her it was i who sent for you. she may sigh a little, but despite it, i want to believe she'll be very happy deep down. '

They…don't want to.

Honestly.

They're fine.

But he looks so endearing they push those feelings to the side, and let the admiration for his passion take over. Eyes gazing at the tiny things, trying to view them from the lens of someone like him, who cared for and looked over them. Like any other pet owner loving their partner (there was people who kept bugs after all, they knew that), even if this doubled as his work. He spoke about them in the same way others spoke of their cats, and maybe, in their own bug-like way, they were kind of cute. Not in a way that'd have Akira cooing and gushing or lean close to them, but...in some way.

And lose their gaze on them they do, once he speaks of stories and spirituality. Like magic...is not a comment they'd speak out loud, but there's a nostalgic reminisce to their heartbeat. If these small creatures could tell their story, what would it contain? What would it say? Love, hate, happiness, sadness, friends, family, life, death; what did it all look like, the tale of each of his beloved silkworms.

They want to ask if it's possible if he'll meet such a person one day, if he can tell them all about it, but one amazing thing turns into another. He's too kind. Much, much too kind, and they find themself at a loss for words. They couldn't accept such a gift, something so special, but it's presented as casually as if they're given a cup of tea. There's silkworms. Adored silkworms that are fat and round and always hungry and Akira's so touched they could cry. It's possible it's just any other every-day suggestion, but to Akira it's not.

"I..." they start, collecting their thoughts and looking at the silkworms. If they were to tell their story right now, it'd surely be one of love. Burning brightly and intensely, much more so than the feeling in their own heart, cared for so unconditionally. "I want to go...I would really like to meet her", someone he had confidence they'd get along with, someone he treasured, "and I'm very, very happy, but I can't accept something so precious...instead, next time you go to see her, please call on me. I'd love to accompany you."

#cropsimmortal #bugs// #akira everywhere regardless if magic exists or not: wow just like magic #U CANT JUST MENTION STORIES AKIRA REACTS TO THAT LIKE A DOG WAITING FOR TREATS #i was like haha when i saw the top of the asks in my notifs then i opened it and AAAUUUUUGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #THE WAAAYYYY HE TALKS ABOUT THESE THINGS IS SO LOVE. IT FEELS SO WARM. IM SO SOFT.................................in love.... #yuyu hand in marriage #akiras so neutral on bugs like. they sure do exist. but seeing him talk about them............. #newfound understanding....................