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@amicrest
incredible. one of my blogs that is 100% nsfw free and it gets flagged.
yet this blog 6 years of suggestive writing and bad dick jokes and here i still am. incredible.
imma be here for that big old GAY COLLEGE MISTAKE
sends my love for the low price of 1.99
i dont want to look “pretty” i want to look otherworldly and vaguely threatening
cosmomade:
it was more than just the distance that seemed to be increasing between her and taichi. it was more than just this strange ominous feeling that surrounded her when she caught a glimpse of him. ❝ are you and takeru-kun, like this? is this distance normal? i don’t know, maybe its because he knows he’s going to university soon. maybe its just this strange feeling of–❞ a sharp exhale as she took a bite of the ice cream in front of her. ❝ i’m sure that oniichan doesn’t want anyone to see our partners treated like this, either, yamato-kun. i’m sure he feels the same about agumon. but– ❞
hikari remembered the way he looked when he first saw the distorted digimon in front of them. the distortions, something was wrong with the digital world. she could feel it as it tugged at her and told her to do something. ❝ it feels strange doesn’t it? ❞ feet dangling over the wall they were sitting on. ❝ i know that we are the only ones that could figure this out. that we, as digidestined are the only ones that can really stop this from happening again. but, to have all this responsibility, i’m sure it must be overwhelming oniichan. yeah–that sounds right. –or maybe you did upset him. ❞ she playfully tried to ease the conversation as she took another bite of the sweet dessert.
❝ Takeru and me are a little different. Dad lives with me while he lives with mom. Even though they decided to talk more ...they still expect us to stick on opposite sides. He visits on weekends if our school meetings allow it. That distance doesn’t stop him from worrying about me. ❞ Implying his own family life isn’t off balance would be an understatement--it’s been a few years and the ambling relationship between his parents haven’t changed much. They’re different people now than when they were mere children---more accepting and discussing rather than fighting. However, it still left an odd sense of air between them and will remain single parents.
He knows nothing will change if no one says anything--he doesn’t wish to stand still nor witness the distortion between Taichi and Hikari in this situation. A sound of disagreement escapes between his teeth at the subtle accusation at off setting the balance between their circle. He crosses his arms in defiance; a childish display.
❝ ---Tch....I don’t believe I did upset him and if I did... ❞ A side glance overcasting the few streets and buildings within his view; ❝ He needs to say something. Or else I can’t help but apologize without knowing what happened. And I’m no fan of saying ‘sorry’. From here on out I feel we’ll all need to pull each other out of the slumps we’ll face. I think....if you’re willing to help me find what’s the issue...it’ll decline what’s bothering him. I rather not physically fight him if I can help it. ❞
"Yamato, will you be my taiyaki papi?"
A mysterious smile align his lips, eyes sharp at the insidious suggestion plainly presented like an inside joke. The tilt of the head innocently displays his counter claim, the palm of his hand delicately cradling his chin in question. Brows lift subtly; once again food is used alike a undertone accusation.
❝ Exactly...what do you think that implies, Taichi. ❞
Liking Digimon is gay culture
digijerk:
There is often the assumption that because of his personality he isn’t intelligent. That’s just not true. Concentration is what he lacks more than anything, there are just so many more interesting things to do than study for a few bits of paper with judgmental letters and numbers on. Taichi is happy in his own little Taichi world, his parents are not happy about it. He looks at fair haired with an expression that can only mean, ‘you think I didn’t know that already?’ But the matter of fact is that Koushiro is just too serious when it comes to studying, at least with this friend there is potential for slacking off. That angelic face doesn’t fool him at all. “ Well….you know, I’m no good at studying on a empty stomach. “ God. He’s not even trying to be subtle about wanting Yamato’s food anymore.
A hefty task feeding an endless abyss; an elbow leans heavily against the arm of the chair--it’s early afternoon upon their released school day that fortunately leads into the weekend. And they aren’t listed as clean up crew for the board meetings via class president. Now they can focus on assignments that ultimately meant life or death within their graduation--right? A deflated breath that hides a laugh cascades against his tongue. As always .....
❝ Tch...really? What are you willing to eat in order to perform better, exactly? ❞
imma... leave another starter call like a generic soy boy and that’ll let me know who is still interested in writing with me??? IF THAT MAKES SENSE LMAO... idk who is really active anymore or who wants to crawl outta the grave to write things if a few people appear again!!
cosmomade:
❝ did you and oniichan have a fight? he hasn’t been–he’s been acting strange, lately. ❞
Said sibling has habitual tendencies when sulking... that inevitably sink into timeless thoughts that he ambles along not to share with the rest of the group. A glance to the side emits the disclosure; for not just this occasion but a few in queue. Lightening the load is what a musician does, right? Fingers string a hesitant line against his pants leg in response--suddenly his tongue feels dry.
❝ Are we that off-putting when he decides to distance himself? Ah...I wanna make a joke about the situation but...there’s no flare behind his actions the last time we met. I----told him since the sightings of Digimons again that this is only something we can solve...I don’t think he understands how fragile the ordeal is now rather than later. ❞ A sigh trickles against his ribs--a bitter taste against the roof of the mouth; ❝ I can’t watch people treat our friends like monsters again. Or see ourselves as partners in crime...the media and public will force us into a corner. And I don’t know what he’s thinking or how he’s handling it. We both know I’m no good at this. ❞
It’s a mock-reluctant offer that tethers behind his lips---a nonchalant arch of a thin brow; his own performance is passing but his grades and papers aren’t archived behind his eyelids as other students. He pays attention in the end and perhaps that’s going to assist in the long run.
❝ You were better off asking Koushiro in help with studying but I’ll see what I can do. ❞ / @digijerk
午睡列車 Afternoon train
marry me pls, yamato.
An empathetic arch of the brow indicates the lofty response---one he’d give to an aimless fan at one of his rehearsals....well...not entirely but close enough.
❝ I’m in high school. ❞
(y’all telling me this isn’t exactly what happened)
@amicrest
YAMA. PLEASE TELL MR NISHIJIMA THAT I HATE HIM AND HE'S NOT ALLOWED TO DIE FOR ME. THANKS. ILU.
*clears the throat while sticking the butt out* “mr. nishijima’s death was absolutely avoidable and he died for no reason except for dramatic effect for the audience while traumatic effect for taichi. the end. ps. he also hates you.”