I died for you one time, but never again.

come here then 🥴

disgruntled. he is keeping the hoodie ( glued ) to his body today, he thinks.

blink — visage seems to lighten up at the sight of his sister. “ah, it’s nothing. i’m struggling to let go of something, is all.”

/ blackwatch genji is fun bc i can make him angsty as a treat

“maybe,” although he isn’t sure what she could do. with himiko, he tries to at least seem just jovial enough. “you could stay a while, maybe.” he won’t say it, but he ( does ) miss his family. although it’s not the root of the problem, he’s certain it could help.

/ I FUCKING FORGOT TO REMAKE MY PINNED

a nod. truthfully, genji is immensely grateful. he can hardly imagine that it’s convenient. if it’s any consolation, he struggles to read her anymore. he adjusts his sweatshirt, making his way to her. it’s always good to see his sister, even if the circumstances aren’t ideal.

this is entirely fair. he’s sorry now, though!

the feeling’s mutual.

And I'm the holy water you have been without And all my thoughts of you they could heat or cool the room

stretch. sigh. he’s here — half asleep.