------ "Iwatobi is certainly still... quiet."
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------ "Iwatobi is certainly still... quiet."
tomorrow isnt coming
❖ kiss me club bara
------ Makoto has never had anyone rile him up like Sousuke does.
Which isn't necessarily a good thing. Makoto prefers to remain calm, to remain passive and gentle and thoughtful and kind-- not anger, never anger. He's never felt anything close to this in his entire life, never felt the urge to reach out and use his strength to genuinely hurt instead of help; but when Sousuke smiles in the pool like he's not hiding bloodthirst, when Sousuke throws the idle glances at Haru that boil with so much disgust that Makoto can feel it, when Sousuke acts casual and friendly and then pushes Makoto into a wall and laughs at his gentle heart, when Sousuke, Sousuke, Sousuke--
Makoto isn't sure why he kisses him the next time Sousuke makes an idle remark about reigning his dog, reigning in Haru, but he does know that he wants to taste blood, (and that his blue eyes were too close to his own, lips quirked in a smile without having to look up or down, their heights alike.)
He isn't sure he dislikes it, either, but he is sure of one thing: he isn't acting like himself. Not at all, not around him.
❖ do it
——— They don’t usually stop for goodbyes when they reach the point where their paths diverge.
Which is— strange, to say the least. Makoto is used to a constant hello and goodbye when it comes to Haru, a steady flow of coversation that ebbs and swells just like the water Haru is so endeared to. Most days, Haru will simply nod his goodbye and set off up the stairs, and Makoto will smile back and wait, patiently and in his own ways, to make sure that Haru does not fall down the stairs before he sets off. (Not that he’d ever admit that, nor does he expect it to happen. Haru is as graceful out of water as he is within it… unlike Makoto.)
Maybe he just wishes Haru would say good night to him as well; just once, (it’s a strange wish,) that’s enough.
And when he does, with his eyes fixed on a point in the distance and Makoto beside him, a blush on his cheeks, the brunet can’t help but laugh and press his lips to the forehead of his best friend.
"Good night, Haru-chan!"
BRING IT ON, TOUGH GUY
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.
Send me a ❖ and my muse will kiss yours
tokyoshark replied to your post:
[ i volunteer to have my ass wrecked as tribute i mean what who said that ]
BAE
caetuspuella replied to your post:
calm down,jerry
kaiyome replied to your post:
wreck him babe
plot twist: makoto turns out to be more like a killer whale and beats the shit out of sousuke. orca whale to shark parallel. everyone wins (what i am saying here is i want to rp makoto getting angry at sousuke)
MY FAVORITE THING ABOUT MAKOTO BEING AN ORCA IS THAT ORCAS ARE ACTUALLY FUCKING VICIOUS AND ARE KNOWN TO KILL SHARKS THAT GET TO CLOSE TO THEIR YOUNG BY HITTING THEM WITH SUCH FORCE THAT THEY LITERALLY FLY OUT OF THE WATER AND THEYRE LIKE THE FASTEST SEA MAMMALS AND HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO NATURAL PREDATORS AND CAN BREAK ICE JUST TO EAT LIL PUP SEALS and then theres makoto and he stepped on a snail and cried
------ "I--I don't think everyone should be... taking off their clothes in public quite so freely."
{It’s almost impressive how fast Makoto goes from best friend to caretaker, and it leave Haru slightly dazed before he manages to catch up. He shakes his head at the offers- though, he does accept a tissue with only a little reluctance- eyes falling shut with perceived confidence in his actions.}
—— “I’m not cold. Someone must be talking about me.”
{The swimmer must be the talk of the town, what with how often his sneezes are. Though, that’s entirely his fault. He should really stop falling asleep in the bath.}
------ "You must be the talk of the town, Haru-chan. Still--"
[ A red scarf is unwrapped from around his neck and quickly given a new home, wrapped perhaps overzealously. At this rate, he'll need to start carrying around a heated cup of tea with him at all times, or a few packets of cold medicine. Either that, or he'll have to find a way to remotely lock Haru's door after he gets out of the tub. Bending at the waist, he locks gazes with the others and gifts him a gentle smile.]
"You really should stop falling asleep in the tub. It can't be very healthy to have a cold all the time, right? Just consider it, please."
------ "I think I'd be more of a fan of arm-wrestling if I hadn't broken the last table I arm-wrestled on. Maybe."
Tachibana siblings - Makoto, Ren and Ran.