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After my rent post it is time for asheiji🌸 people i’m searching for a fic on ao3 in which there are 2 timelines. One is from 80’s and another is a present day. Eiji from 2018 switches places with eiji from the 80’s and meets Ash from that timeline. It was so well written and ash from 80’s was more like manga!ash ,the dynamic was so good. I can’t find it and if anyone knows the name or link, please help!🍌🐟

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crossposting another drabble from twitter, ft. copious sun/moon metaphors

Moonlight is just a pale reflection of the sun’s light.

The sun, big and burning and bright and beautiful. The sun gives warmth to the entire planet, provides light to a world that would otherwise be lost in the darkness, just a chunk of stone and ice, cold and adrift and dead.

There would be no moonlight without the sun. The moon can only shine because of sunlight.

“There are a lot of poems and stories and artworks that center moonlight as a symbol of romance,” Ash says quietly, looking at Eiji. In the darkness, the moon’s glow lights up a stripe of his face with pale silver light. His eyes are darker than ever.

Why are they sitting on the floor, watching the moon in the sky, at two in the morning? They ought to be asleep. But the intimate hush that’s fallen over them is magical, and Ash doesn’t dare break the spell.

“I can understand that,” Eiji agrees, looking up at the sky. New York has so much light pollution that there’s no stars visible, but the full moon, at least, shines on. “It is beautiful.”

“It’s funny that sun and moon are usually featured as a dichotomy.” Funny, too, that every time he talks about the sun, he looks at Eiji. “Given that the moon would never shine without the sun.”

“Maybe, from a scientific viewpoint.” Eiji’s hand settles over his, and Ash’s breath catches in his throat. His touch is warm. “But I think from an artistic one, they go together. Day and night. Sun and moon. You would be less likely to call the sun very bright, if there was no moon to compare it with. The moon is not lesser than the sun just for needing it to shine.”

Ash’s heart pounds in his chest. “What are you saying?”

Eiji smiles at him, luminous in the quiet darkness. “I think you already know.”

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