when i speak, i never speak for an audience. it is never to gain a following, but to exist in spaces with others as myself: unbridled. yaoi affords me this: earnest desire. curiosity. it's a language, it's an avenue, it's a position that locates where you move through the world.

perfect n beautifullllllll

yes 🥹 love how much you've been exploring them creatively. i rarely indulge in 🎤❗️🍽｡ fic but the writer that you are simply warrants my full attention and admiration. i'm highly anticipating this ♥️

jsyk i only ever come to bsky to chance on you posting even though you see me everyday on ig....so grateful for bao musings

genuinely amazing that it's kujotenn for you now. this is actually so inspiring

i can appreciate all sorts of readings to them and can find an equal amount of readings to them distasteful. it's been a spectacle for myself to read 🎤❗️& 🍽｡ in the time that it is being written and published in increments in real time, observing how i receive it.

happy birthday, staz 🫂 you are so dear 💘

i care so much for kyouji and satomi. wym先生 humanizes them and is consistent in giving them both agency in this exploration of a connection between a man and a boy with a large gap to them. they're archetypes until they aren't. cliches not for long. 🎤❗️ and 🍽｡ love 狂聡 kyosato

their identical simple winter in the city fits and the shared boyish smiles. this truly was the happiest 30th anniversary. love IS mundane. and love IS boring. kyosato 𝘽𝙄𝙂 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀

and it is never clearer!!!!! love should be boring!!!!! 🫶 another food for thought i find palatable and significant

a lot of a reveal of non-critical people that's for sure