/ * SHINJUKU STYLE .

TO    BE    ALIVE,    EVEN    THE    SUN    FAKES    A    SMILE.

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the streets of shibuya , in the blink of an eye , become our glistening , sparkling , homebase.

as designed by jōji. ( x )

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jiji makes me feel like im a 12th century villager dying of the bubonic plague

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look it's a worm on a string

omg worm on a string

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im gonna stay off tumblr for a bit but here's a starter call for when i come back to write cause i posted one on my other blog already

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                    he’s humming into the phone , a gentle melody meant only for ramuda’s ears . he doesn’t sing nor so much as hum often , but the silence bothers him without it , &&. while normally they speak together so well , he is exhausted &&. has little to say today .          (          he should be focusing on where he’s driving , but his mind has escaped the car &&. launched itself into his destination of being next to ramuda before he even began .          )          doppo pauses for a two , three seconds , before speaking .          ❛          i’m almost there , now . you fed princess already , right ?          ❜

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                    love . it’s a word that surprises him , a word that nearly makes him falter . he doesn’t expect it for even a moment , though he’s heard it elicited from ramuda’s lips so very many times before , but despite the numerous times it’s fallen over his ears before it still manages to make his heart leap . his pace quickens , grows harsher with passion , almost forgetting to keep in mind not to hurt ramuda .     (     almost , but not quite .     )

                    ❛          i love you too .          ❜          he gasps for breath , labored between each heavy movement made into his beloved husband . doppo’s hand pulls one of his from his shoulder to rest in his own , holding it while the thumb of his other rubs at the bundle of flesh above the action .

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im gonna stay off tumblr for a bit but here's a starter call for when i come back to write cause i posted one on my other blog already

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          ❛     all those clothes ? they’re for princess ! i spent allllllll day making them ! now she can wear a different outfit every day .     ❜  ( @detenrou ; ♡ . )

                    ❛          all of them ? you’ve really outdone yourself     ;     they’re beautiful . if i were her , i’d be really excited to wear them .          ❜          doppo flashes a grin , one spared only for ramuda .          ❛          she’ll be so fashionable .          ❜

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          &  there he goes again ——— he should expect this already , he knows he should but it’s still just as much as a surprise as it had been the first time he’d done it ; the trick question . he’s frozen in place by perplexing embarrassment  , the very same emotion that wracks his being whenever he’s placed between a rock  &  a hard place . the glance he shoots the other is akin to that of , ‘ puppy dog eyes , ‘ an act done in desperation so he can somehow get out of speaking . he won’t do it ! he won’t ! [ the touch of doppo’s hands alone makes the pit in his stomach grow ever worse . ]     ❛     stooooop , i know what you’re doing ——— you know what i want , hhh , please ; don’t do this .     ❜

                    he can’t help allowing a gentle laughter . he’s just so cute , though doppo finds himself wishing he could speak his mind , if only once . he wants to wait , wants to continue to tease , but he’s growing impatient himself , leans forward to give him yet another kiss .          ❛          alright , just this once . just this once , i won’t . just because you asked so nicely .          ❜

                    he moves to start unbuttoning hifumi’s pants , begins to get handsy with his hips , his thighs , letting his fingers explore the areas he has yet to show . he doesn’t touch him where he’d like to , not yet     ;     that comes later . for now , he settles with occupying his own mouth by locking it with his beloved’s .

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          he considers it momentarily ; the concept of returning to his origami  &  busying himself with his work in order to hide away from doppo for the remainder of the day / but it is not due to reluctance , rather embarrassment  &  he knows it to be true . he places his hands ‘pon doppo’s chest , curls the digits inwards  &  turns his head away , refrains from lingering eye contact once more .     ❛     no , i don’t care about the origami birds anymore ,      ❜     a whiny sigh escapes lips at spoken confession , fingers trembling as they drum softly ‘gainst the other’s person .     ❛     okay ——— okay . let’s just pretend the origami birds don’t exist ——— i don’t care about those anymore . i just wanna do what you wanna do , hhh .     ❜

                     he smiles , grasping his hands to lead him away from the birds .          ❛          okay , your wish is my command .          ❜          doppo pulls him to the nearest soft surface , a couch , attempts to pin him via his hips to it , sparing kisses with brief respite the whole time . he doesn’t quite crawl over him , not yet , instead allowing his hands to explore , up &. down thighs , under the rim of his shirt .          ❛          so , what do you want me to do ?          ❜          a trick question     ;     he already knows , he just wants to see hifumi flustered .

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          the origami birds ——— that’s right , he’d already forgotten ; he almost reaches out to collect them  &  place them elsewhere but is startled by the sudden placement of hands ‘pon hips  &  even more so by the sudden twirl of his body  &  the press of lips on his own . when doppo pulls back he’s dazed , hides reddened face ‘hind shaky hands , peeks through them slightly only to peer at doppo as he speaks . [ asshole , he’s made him flustered . ]     ❛     hhh . . . okay . it’ll be quick though . right ? quick ? and then i can go back ——— back to my origami birds ?     ❜

                    he chuckles , if only because he finds hifumi’s expression unbearably adorable . doppo places his lips on the back of hifumi’s hands , holds them with his own before he places them back onto his hips .          ❛          well . . . i can’t promise it’ll be quick , but i can promise it’ll be enjoyable .          ❜          he’s incredibly full of himself when it comes to things like this , &. he pulls hifumi     -     again , by the hips     -     away from the origami on the table .          ❛          come on . unless you’d rather do the origami birds , that is .          ❜

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                    but of course , doppo hears everything , as he always does . a smirk makes itself clear , &. he even allows himself to laugh , if only a bit .          ❛          if you insist so earnestly , i don’t really have any choice but to give in , do i ?          ❜          nine pleas , all music to his ears , &. he can’t help thinking that ramuda begging is incredibly cute to him . with only a moment’s hesitation , he slowly begins to move , plunging into him as deep as he can , playing but little more than teasing at the nerves ramuda has abandoned upon his request . he kisses every centimeter of flesh his mouth can reach , leaving only his lips untouched , so that he can properly hear every utterance .

                    he begins to speed up , only a bit , while pulling his fingers to ramuda’s hips , pulling him into his thrusts as they grow harsher . doppo considers speaking again , deciding against it if only because he is so focused on what’s going on that he isn’t certain he can formulate the words for which he’s looking . instead , he settles for a sloppy kiss , his tongue making a wet mess of ramuda’s mouth .

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          the warmth of the other’s breath coaxes a nervous laugh from his person , the fidgeting of digits in a sheepish fashion . his breaths are loud  &  huffy , like he’s just run a mile nonstop / chest rising  &  falling in exaggerated patterns . vermilion optics remain averted , the pads of index fingers pressed together in trademark bashfulness . the grin plastered ‘pon reddened visage is awkward to say the least , wavers some here  &  there ——— he feels almost stupid for reacting this way but does not vocally mention his inner turmoil .     ❛     ha . . . i guess ——— i guess the origami birds can wait maybe ——— just for a lil’ bit .     ❜

                    a smile falls over his visage while he places his hands on hifumi’s hips , twirls him that he may place a kiss unto his lips . he wastes no time , spends only a moment deepening the kiss &. pressing into him , though he pulls back a few seconds later .          ❛          maybe we should go somewhere we don’t crush your origami birds , at least , hmm ?          ❜

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          ❛     h ——— huh ?     ❜     he’s startled some by the other’s sudden physical affection , jolts upright  &  tenses ——— darts golden eyed gaze in every which way in order to focus ‘pon much more trivial things / like the breeze filtering in through the open windows , or how hot he suddenly feels from head to toe . he stills his hands from the origami birds he’d been making ——— a gift for jakurai ——— closes his eyes  &  nervously gulps down the saliva pooling in his mouth .     ❛     i ——— i’m doing something .     ❜     the nervous fidget of hands , the gradual embarrassment within amber hues .     ❛     maybe ——— maybe you can wait a little ? i’ll . . . think about it .     ❜

                    ❛          noooo .          ❜          a breathy whine , but little more . doppo’s lips fall onto hifumi’s neck , &. he holds him closer . he has every intention of at least attempting to entice hifumi into it , being annoying as all hell , though of course he would never do anything without permission &. should he ask him to stop asking he would , albeit reluctantly .         ❛          i want to now . but . . . i guess , if i have to .          ❜          a sigh , exasperated in nature , escapes him , &. he lays a defeated head onto hifumi’s shoulder .

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                    he’s fully aware he’s being annoying     ;     doing it on purpose , even , lounging his arms &. body over hifumi’s so as to force his attention onto him despite him doing     -    well , whatever it is he’s doing . he huffs into his ear , pulls his arms arms together so he hugs him loosely .          ❛          just once , hifumi . please ?          ❜          he hesitates before uttering the magic word , one he doesn’t like to use     (     he hates asking , it makes him feel inferior somehow ,     )     but still says it again , if only for extra measure .           ❛          pleeeeeeease ?          ❜

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          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐇 that comes when the other takes hold of his hand is 𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄 ; he almost thinks to yank it out of the older’s grasp / thinks to tug  &  tug until it is finally freed . but he doesn’t . instead he allows doppo to 𝐃𝐎 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 , merely watches ——— doe eyes attentive , hand stilled , mouth open to resemble an , ‘ o ‘ shape . he looks like the picture perfect definition of 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 despite the clarity that he is far from such a thing . [ he’s certain doppo of all people is already aware of the fact . ]     ❛     scawy . . . i still feel like it’s gonna break .     ❜     even though , he still does not remove his hand from the edible flower’s petal . he strokes it , 𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 , like one would a frightened animal ——— in reassurance . ( though the creation is not one considered 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 he still treats it as such . ) 

          ❛     i don’t think i’m gonna be able to eat it ,     ❜     though he may be an avid consumer of sweets , this holds value the 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘 piece of chocolate does not . a shame it is made of something edible for it is perishable  &  he only wishes he could keep it for the rest of his very 𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄.     ❛     it’s really pretty ; i like it .     ❜     the words are followed by a soft laugh of sorts , lithe digits messing with the excess length of the bow ‘round his neck .     ❛     i’ll put it on my work desk . that way i can see it and think of you when you’re at work and i’m drawing .     ❜

                    ❛          well , even if you just want to look at it , that’s okay . i just felt like making something nice for you     ;     i’m glad you like it .          ❜          though he knows ramuda is far from innocent , it’s a cute , fitting look on him to seem so in awe of what’s in front of him yet , despite overestimating its fragility . still , doppo can’t help but feel touched , pleasantly surprised that ramuda would want to put it somewhere as important as his work desk .          ❛          are you sure ? i don’t want it to melt and get all your papers &. your desk chocolaty .          ❜

                    he takes his hands , places gentle kisses onto each before holding them together with his own .          ❛          i love you , you know ? i want you to enjoy it however is most enjoyable for you . &. i want to enjoy my time with you , too .          ❜          doppo pauses a moment , pulls his arms around ramuda to embrace him in a hug , to take in the scent of his hair &. place his lips soundlessly over his scalp .