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“we’re in the same art class and I’m awesome, but you’re not and you’re failing and you need help so I guess I’ll tutor you” au

“I mistook you for my best friend and jumped on your back in public and now I’m embarrassed” au

“we’re playing the same music quartet and you keep...

hello! I'm not a fanfiction reader so the fact I've read some from here is quite shocking... this is my awkward way of saying that I like your blog..

Aww, thank you so much! I'm glad you like it ^-^~ Shura

hey i really like your blog ! (^o^)b

ah, thank you so much! ^^

~Hitomi

Potato

sensei

~Hitomi

I love your blog!!!!

wah, thank you to everyone! I'm truly happy that you enjoy our blog ^^!

~Hitomi

quintessential. (Kento x Male!Reader)

You are utterly breathless.

Your heart is a mere thrum within your ears and you are dimly aware of the fact that it resonates with a lovely bit of finality. It is firm and unyielding -- something he would hope for as your mind spins with the pleasant daze of his light touch. You find it an utter shame that there is a barrier between your bare skin and the teasing nip of the coolness that drifts about your entwined figures. He hovers above you, eyes following the gentle dip and curve of your features outlined in the faint light. Your head is bowed though you are not certain why you could not meet his enrapturing gaze -- instead you study the subtle imperfections lining the wall, perhaps a speck of paint or a dip within the workmanship.

He draws ever closer and your breath hitches, fingers quivering as his warmth sends a wondrous shiver coursing down your spine. His lips curl into a slight smile and his calloused fingers gently stroke a certain spot along your waist that causes you to tense imperceptibly -- it is only then that you are all too aware of the allure of such a bittersweet, forbidden fruit.

His voice is one of vivid, lilting tones and it is a welcome change from the swift, graceful strokes of finely crafted blades upon the glittering entity lined with abrupt markings, some being surprisingly smooth and others reminiscent of a clumsy toddler. Your breath escapes and to his faint amusement it creates a ghost that briefly clouds the biting air.

“How do you do it?” You murmur breathlessly, drawing away slightly as his calloused hands cradle either side of your face. The words flow from his parted lips, a pink muscle darting out briefly; his voice is reminiscent of honey, you muse, thick and golden with a lovely, distinctly sweet tang.

“Do what?”

You shift uneasily as he hovers above you, gingerly taking your hand and interlacing your delicate fingers with his own. He studies you silently in an unexpectedly careful manner -- as though you were the deity and he the humble being revelling in your ethereal beauty. A light gasp escapes your lips, a blossoming petal upon your dainty features and he longs to caress them with his own, rather unworthy ones.

“How,” You breathe, eyes brimming with a slight longing as he draws ever closer, hands running along the gentle curve and dip of your enchanting visage. “How are you so--”

He is quite the thief -- his lips steal the word and it lingers on your tongue for quite some time as his hands wander along your body and he nips at your earlobe teasingly. He draws away abruptly, though his breath leaves a pleasant tremor coursing down your spine.

“Perfect?” He finishes, warm breath a stark contrast to the cool air that caresses your skin.

“You are far more,” He murmurs, fingers running through your silken locks as he leans forward to indulge in your utter loveliness.

for darkpierrotadrian

In which Kento and the lovely reader are at an ice rink, marveling at each other's imperfect perfections.

A/N:

I am so, so, so terribly sorry for the long wait. I truly appreciate your patience. I hope you enjoyed it! (please excuse the slight rush towards the end and my writing that is rather askew)

~Hitomi

#kentoxreader #arsmagna #アルスマグナ

teddytrumpet

11 year of 27th Lancers

6 years of 7th Regiment

1 show from Academie Musicale

1 show from Americanos

3 year of Anaheim Kingsmen

2 years of Argonne Rebels

1 show from Beatrix

1 show from Black Knights

1 show from Bleu Raeders

39...

just-a-skinny-boy

What. Just. Happened.

tunasan-deactivated20140106

my cool musician oldest sister has this thing omfg

kadabura

arsmada

*flails rhythmically*

This isn't my drawing (it's actually Hitomi-kohai's) but.....I've decided that some of you need to fangirl today. Hence the shirtless Sou pictures. ~ Shura-senpai

#Izumi #sou #Izumi Sou #ars manga #Arusumaguna #アルスマグナ #pictures #shirtless sou