Ship Meme:

Ship meme:

Shaka/Krishna? :0

:3 Send me a ship, and I’ll rate it:

Squick / Just nope / A trainwreck you can’t look away from / Mehh but they are bloody everywhere / Not interested but no negative feelings / I need to see how I could make it work / BroTP / Cute / I love them / They rented a room in my mind and are here to stay

I wasn't interested in the idea of them being together because I genuinely have no idea what was like. Until ROP arrived, we thank ROP and Tsunakan-san on this account. I didn't expect to see them as kids but my goodness they are so so cute. I hc that they still remained some contact over the years and became a bit friendly over the years though I'm sure Krishna still teases Shaka and Shaka got his clapbacks ready. Weirdly I like to think that through Krishna, Shaka find out about Kanon being Sea Dragon but hearing Poseidon is being "delayed", Shaka had an inkling that likely a civil war will happen at the watery realm and Kanon will be defeated, Shaka counts on Krishna for doing well. In my mind Shaka is the only gold saint who is close to a Mariner (Camus is the exception and he doesn't know himself)

Autumn Brume, No Winter (Drabble)

Based on a reference of Autumn theme picture, finished on 2nd November 2023. Not beta read.

Orange maple leaves pitter patter on a slick concrete path, wetted by the sky's cloudy tears last night, by a gentle breeze of morning, those leaves carried a watery weight, dark as rouge joined in falling from the branches. Ground gained a sprinkle of chilli flakes near trees' stable roots; some distant leaves made a greeting and bowed to a kitsune interlinking his arm with his angel, staying to bear his divine steps.

Weight of the universe, they crumbled under his feet; the kitsune twists his cosmos by capricious branches of his fingers. Their fate, straying from their long standing nurturer of the less beautiful protector, without any intelligence, they stayed on the path in pieces even the deities left long, long ago.

Mist dusted on mountains of blooming red and orange maple leaves stayed to give their tree a flowery hat for an upcoming rain. Scattered over a lone rocky formation, white clouds howled "toro toro" moving a translucent cloth of fog upwards. Clearing up a sight of a lonely white holiday home, on a balcony contains the kitsune sitting leaning his head on his angel's shoulder. His sight, his brain formed images of the witnessed atmosphere, maple leaves showing their naked radiance for leniency for survival against weaponry and anything shining sliver.

"Such a shame...I don't possess their fear in my hands." He, now Death, smiled wily.

The angel blew a veil of fog away from his chilled face, "Mercy shall be granted, my Lord, towards what is around us."

Behind them, tears of maple leaves left behind the fog dispense over deities, a loose pile to bury them by a command of their sky's winded howl.

One by one, all leaves touched the wooden balcony; the embrace of mystical beings not from their planet, kitsune and angel - they soon disappeared.

Soon, the maple leaves' last sight through holes of light fog barrier is a downward spiral of purple sphere of doom. The kitsune and angel held hands together on their next diligent journey.

No pain against their trunk, no more fear of execution. The trees held their last breath. Orange and red trees became purple, to white, to black, they were no more.

The scenery, no more autumn. Only the void marks their memory.

Highly Specific Ship Ranking

Send me a ship, and I’ll rate it:

Squick / Just nope / A trainwreck you can’t look away from / Mehh but they are bloody everywhere / Not interested but no negative feelings / I need to see how I could make it work / BroTP / Cute / I love them / They rented a room in my mind and are here to stay

Crikey! I’m gobsmacked that kawaii anime girl is cultured in British slang. Good for her, innit.

(Thanks @song-of-amethyst mate)

the japanese “-ne?” particle and the british slang term “innit” serve the same function

Reasons to keep writing:

it brings you joy

somebody has to take care of the characters

you have a lesson to teach

it gets you through everyday life

there’s people excited for the next chapter

to provide hope for yourself and others

if you don’t tell the story, no one else will

it’s a way of expressing yourself / what you go through

to make yourself and others feel less alone

people adore your writing

your characters would miss you if you left

nobody can take your place / write your stories for you

to leave something behind to be remembered by

to release your emotions

to inspire other people

YUDHO