"honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?"
Ϟ k.tsukishima x reader crackfic | inconsistent,
sporradic updates | cover by @tsuyvri <3 -
TEMPORARY HIATUS
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ZERO
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TO FLY
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IN EMERGENCE, humans are born with instinct. It drives our minds, spurs decisions and becomes essential to survival– carnal, primal and incorrigible.
Legends go as far as to say that a star is born for each babe whose cries split the air, shining just for them in holy genesis. Light guides, and light burns. The star becomes a candle whose brightest flame and weakest flicker dictates your breath, your hopes and your future. When a star dies, a man falls, and an angel loses its evanescent wax wings.
You were born with the instinct to fly.
Since you opened your eyes, your sights had been set on the brightest, most reverent star that you could set your eyes on, and you couldn't tear your gaze from its brilliance. As Icarus' ill-starred legacy, you were destined to chase the sun.
"Y/n! Come play volleyball with me!"
"Coming!"
You put down your crayons, grinning widely at your crude depiction of the sun, slashed in hues of blinding orange and yellow. Your childhood was marked with scents of wax and bruises on frail limbs, but it didn't matter to you. Ridiculous as it may seem, you thought volleyball was your calling–when you played on cloudless days, the sun was clearer than ever.
Childhood summers were marked with grass stained clothes and sugared hands sticking to wooden popsicle sticks. Your bruises, scrapes and cuts felt like nothing to your drowsiness as cicadas lulled you to sleep.
"Wow, you're improving so much!"
You smiled at your teacher, limbs aching from movement. The sun seemed closer during those times, but you never waned against its taunts.
To you, to fly was to fight. Each step that led you closer to the blinding light was a worthy one, no matter the cost.
