It’s been like twelve hours and I’m still sad about seeing someone I was friends with from elementary through high school say on fb that gays are bad for kids
Tumblr has eaten this post twice now but @docholligay thank you so much I’m so excited I cried when I got the email and @bearisonford that’s awesome! I’m impressed with their online portfolio but it’s good to have a first hand opinion! Thank you!
I just got my confirmation on my first appointment with the tailor for my wedding outfit and I’m super emotional
I’m having a really self indulgent day so HERE’S SOME SUPER SELF INDULGENT FIC. There is literally no point in this except I’m being a feelings blob and projecting it on Haruka.
The Letter
~800 words
I wrote this almost exactly a year ago (damn February 29) and I have a lot of feelings about where I was then versus where I am now.
I’m sending my fiancée snapchats about cleaning the bathroom and you know I’m not at all unhappy with the route my life has taken
docholligay replied to your post ““So much of the time,” Michiru
whispered, “I feel like it’s all a…”
YOU’RE ALIVE
ALIVE WITH POOR TIME MANAGEMENT SKILLS BUT ALIVE INDEED
Also this is exactly my brand of pain, I love all of this, so much, it’s
so beautifully painful how she knows Haruka is her one selfishness, and
her voice is strong here
AHHH THANK YOU
I’m rusty but Michiru’s feelings are so interesting, I’ll hopefully get back in the swing of things because she’s such an exquisite complex mess and I love writing her
“So much of the time,” Michiru
whispered, “I feel like it’s all a mistake.”
Rei froze with champagne still on
her tongue. Haruka was at her Bachelorette party as they spoke, undoubtedly
blubbering to Mina and Mako and anyone who’d listen about how happy she was to
be marrying Michiru. And here Michiru was, with the slight flush of tipsy in
her cheeks, confessing this to Rei.
Mina was going to kill someone if she found out.
Rei swallowed hard and poured
Michiru another glass, aiming now to get Michiru properly drunk so that she
might forget what she’d said by morning. “You do?”
“It has to be.” Michiru drank
deeply. Her eyes avoided Rei’s, and Rei knew this had to be the raw truth. “There’s
no way we’re meant to be together.”
“Don’t you think-“
Michiru shook her head. “It’s a
mistake. The universe, God, whatever it is that pulls the strings, made a
mistake.” She poured herself a glass this time.
Rei knitted her hands together
tight and waited.
“Our miserable destiny caused a
hiccup, maybe. Haruka’s path got diverted from whoever she was really meant
for.” She drank again. Her eyes were glassy. Rei had never seen her cry. “She’s
too good for me, you know that.”
Rei held back a sigh of relief,
but couldn’t keep her posture from softening. “I don’t think that’s true.”
Michiru gave the smallest of
snorts. “Please. She ought to have found someone good and pure and noble,
someone whole and unbroken.” She ran her finger around the rim of her glass,
the soft siren song of it breaking through the quiet. “If I were better I’d let
her go, Rei.”
“Michiru…”
A tear finally broke free from the
well in her eye. “The universe made a mistake in giving her to me. But I’d
destroy it all before I let it take her back.”
It had been an unspoken rule in
all their friendship that touch was frivolous, but when Rei put her hand on
Michiru’s now she didn’t pull away. “She loves you.” It was all she could think
of to say. “That’s all that matters.”
SittingOverHereDreaming 