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#akayona #kija #beautiful

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さくらな

#gintama #gintaka #gintoki #takasugi #oough this is so good

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#suhak #akayona #nnGhgggnGHhghghgghbhgbfhgghgh #ouch... #yeah...

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if you like a piece of media that is good eventually youll more or less run out of things to say about how good it is but if you like a piece of media that is objectively pretty mediocre but also somehow deeply compelling thats how the demons get you

#akatsuki no yona #i wouldnt even say it's mediocre #i think it's amazing on many aspects #but it wouldnt be as compelling to me if it didnt make me so mad at times. if i agreed with everything in it. if it was nice and easy to me #not from the intended angst and pain but bc smth deep in me strongly rejects what it's telling me #if it didnt make me question my entire world and values every month and stabbed me in the chest repeatedly over and over again #if at other times it wasnt from whacky to so terrible i feel like it's killing my family i would probably be much more normal about it #but thats what makes it so deep and interesting to dissect probably #but the compelling parts are so damn compelling...i can't resist or move on...

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soowon-sama and his keishuk-san

#akayona #yotd #akatsuki no yona #suwon #soowon #keishuk #kyesook #very self indulgent #i love them your honor #ch256 was sooo good it gave me sm with them #keishuk san... #they're everything to me. and more #they're just sooo fun to draw

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What if during that short elipse of chapter 256 Rapa told them absolutely everything. Imagine. (suwon is happy...) (keishuk has mixed feelings)

#akayona #akatsuki no yona #yona of the dawn #yotd #yona256 #suwon #soowon #keishuk #kyesook #minsu #minsoo #yun #yoon #joodoh #judo #rapa #suhak #soohak #(if you squint) #i just need every character to know about hak's little gay speech from ch251 like #dont be sad keishuk suwon likes you too...in some secret thing kind of way...<3 what they have is special and suhak could never #i stole the fonts from Project Vinland and it's a lifechanger ngl #practicing w screentones too #rapa is so cute tbh... #lumen draws

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boob window showing off the gaping hole in my chest

#zeno #akayona

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ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to be a stressed adult male protagonist splashing water on his face in the bathroom

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infatuation

Hak tends to know when he’s being stared at.

They are subtle, unassuming gestures at first: shy golden eyelashes fluttering away in a moment of hesitation, fingertips lingering between the gaps of held breaths. A ghostly kiss against his neck. Hak feels it keenly.

Half-imagining, half-waiting; it's a cycle he’s gotten used to lately. Soo-Won gives him just enough time to close his eyes and ponder it, to let the thought frustrate him. His skin felt closer, Hak thinks, but would you like to confirm?

Then take another look. The rules for Soo-Won’s tricky little dares have been unknowable since he was seven years old.

His gaze always starts at Hak’s hands. The shaft of his guandao has dug so deep into his palms that the wood grooves and splinters are still indented in their flesh. Once, when the two were wrestling and Hak grabbed hold of his wrist, he noticed the difference. His fingers, rough and warmly thick, and Soo-Won’s, slender and marked with ink stains.

How gentle, Soo-Won murmurs, only moments after an arrowhead had slid through his skin, and Hak was holding his bleeding palm as he wrapped the cloth. Soo-Won was staring at his calluses. Did he think them beautiful?

In summer the two of them swim and horseplay in the river: bare shoulders, damp hair, water dripping from fruit-kissed lips. Melted snow from last spring had married into the streams and had made the water wild and sweet. Hak’s arms lock around his — teenage boys tend to play rough — if only to feel the heat of Soo-Won’s body passing through his own. When Soo-Won’s tired, he pulls away. I'll watch you, he says as he sits down in the grass, sun-streaked hair plastered to his face.

And he does watch. The ghosts of his touches are still felt on Hak’s torso, his chest; the droplets of sweat on his neck are still warm. And quietly he mourns the flashes of Soo-Won’s arms around the small of his back — how he’d felt Soo-Won breathe deeply into him, his nose against the crook of his shoulder, bright laughter in his ear. If only you hadn’t let go.

Infinitesimally, the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. He’s staring again.

Is he aware of how intense it is, how each time his skin feels as though it were being peeled back to expose the bone? There are bees buzzing between Hak’s ribs; they make honey that is sweet and sticky, if only a hand would probe between them and take—

Soo-Won’s toes dip into the water, sending ripples that sparkle like diamonds under the thin sunlight.

Other times, his gaze wanders from Hak’s hands to the features of his face. Hair, once brown in his childhood, now jet-black; the faint scar on his cheek; the deep blue pools in Hak’s irises. You’ve changed a lot, Soo-Won tells him. Hak’s blush deepens. Soo-Won is admiring the new breadth of his shoulders, the leanness of his boyhood giving way to smooth muscle filling out the rest of his body. You could say the same for yourself, Hak murmurs back, palm resting on Soo-Won’s stomach.

Soo-Won lifts up his eyes. They’ve always been such a startling color, tiny flecks of green in what is otherwise honeyed brown. His lips are pale pink and look tender to brush against. They say his soft features resemble his mother.

You’re so strong, Soo-Won says again, the warmth of his chest pressing against Hak’s back. Hak can smell the expensive cologne as the other leans into him, the sunny smell of his bright hair. You’re so strong, you could carry me. If only Soo-Won knew about the warmth pooling near the bottom of Hak’s abdomen, how every second glance makes the blood beat hot in his veins.

Soo-Won seems to know when he’s being stared at.

“Hey…”

“Hm?”

“Do you want me to-” May I touch?

Before Hak can finish the question, Soo-Won pulls away.

#akayona #suwon #hak #suhak #the more i reread the more i cry #most unhinged first post on a blog ever #IM OBSESSED WITH THISSS YOUR DESCRIPTIONSSSS #the yearning. im pulling my hair out #i love the paragraph with the bees and honey metaphor so much. i will never stop thinking about it #<33

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Akatsuki no squona

#akayona #suwon #hak #yona #splatoon #omfg i love this so much i love love this #<3333333

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#akayona #yona #whoaaa #<33

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Their relationship with their mother is very different though. that these panels look sm alike is a coincidence (that makes me groan in pain) but when it comes to their father they are two peas in a pod that I can tell you. Recommend me more stories with characters like this and I will run to them.

Argh. If I had a nickel everytime a favorite shojo character of mine who is a king who took the throne to fulfill their late and beloved father's dream that they deeply believe in were drawn hugging with their mother when they were a child etc etc...

#rotrk #akayona #suwon #yuhon #richard #daddy richard #for lack of better option #why are they all named richard henry or edward in this manga omfg

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Argh. If I had a nickel everytime a favorite shojo character of mine who is a king who took the throne to fulfill their late and beloved father's dream that they deeply believe in were drawn hugging with their mother when they were a child etc etc...

#akayona #rotrk #suwon #richard #yonhi #cecile #character whose gender/dysphoria is so deeply related to their rs with both their parents my beloved

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They are already selling data to midjourney, and it's very likely your work is already being used to train their models because you have to OPT OUT of this, not opt in. Very scummy of them to roll this out unannounced.

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#gintama #okita sougo #hijitaka #im screaming

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i’ll see you in hell when we die

#gintama #takagin #gintaka #gintoki #takasugi #sniff