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Takayuki doesn’t expect the hug, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t joyous when he gets it. Masaharu’s weight on him isn’t anything new, and he laughs as his own arms wrap around the other man’s middle to hold him close.

“Why do you sound so surprised?” he asks, tilting his head back to allow Masaharu to tuck his head in the crook between his neck and shoulder. One hand moves up, ruffling lightly through Masaharu’s short cropped hair.

Teasing, Takayuki’s lips brush against his temple as he whispers, “I should tell you I love you more if you didn’t see that coming a mile way.”

“You should tell me you love me more just because,” Masaharu playfully grumbles, voice muffled by the way his face is nuzzled up against his neck.

Even despite the surprise at Takayuki’s sincere response, Kaito does know that it shouldn’t be such a shock. His partner’s done and said nothing to make him think that there’s nothing but this continuing in their future.

But then, Masaharu’s always nervous when it comes to love. Sure, Mikiko had broken his heart years back, but he’s learned to be grateful that it had happened. He’s able to be Takayuki’s because she had walked away, but that didn’t stop the subconscious worry that things aren’t as amazing as he thinks they are.

#exboost #tb 05

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Jin’s hand had flinched back, so Takayuki had mirrored it without a thought. His wide eyes give way to a gentler expression, though, and he nods to himself in understanding.

Both his hands raise in a form of surrender before pushing themselves into the pockets of his jacket where they won’t hurt anybody.

“Sorry.”

He should’ve known better.

“…would it be better for you if you worked alone?”

“No,” Jin blurts out before he can stop himself.

Still, his gut reaction’s right. If he’s on his own, he knows full well there will be no lengths he won’t go to upon finding the wretch who put this out. Consequences be damned, he’ll rationalize in that moment, should his conscious speak up during that endeavor.

But in reality, he knows not all consequences are worth it.

Yagami walking away isn’t worth it.

“No, I just...” He falls silent for a moment and ducks his head. “Every part of me wants to hut this person down and kill them. I don’t... I don’t want to go back to that.”

I don’t want you to hate me.

#exboost #tb 03

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“Almost,” Takayuki says, his fingers moving inward to undo Yuu’s first button. “It’s been a long time since I heard you ask nicely, Yuu-san.”

The second button follows. Yuu’s shirt is tight enough that it provides a nice peek of cleavage, made especially erotic as Takayuki looks down at it from above. So, unable to resist, his hand slips into Yuu’s shirt so the fabric molds around him instead.

“Whoa, so hard already…” The tip of his middle finger rubs at his nipple, then meets his index as he pinches and pulls.

“Let’s hear it.” Takayuki kisses Yuu’s temple, then coos a soft, “‘Please, Taka-kun, kiss me. I need you.’“

Yuu wishes he could be humiliated by how easily he submits to Takayuki, but he’s not. There’s a shyness to him as he gazes back up at his husband, certainly, but there’s never any shame.

Shifting just enough, the former teacher shifts upwards to lean in so he’s only a breath away.

“Please, Taka-kun.” His throat clicks as he swallows to meet Takayuki’s gaze once more. “Kiss me. I need you.

“Please, Taka-kun.”

#tb sin 04 #exboost

❝Who the hell are you?❞

@seeasunset

"Just your everyday, hero. And you are?"

#seeasunset #sas 01 #track

poohsources

🐝 * ― 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. ( some random questions which mostly fit into angsty scenarios but can be used for other things as well. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses. )

❛ are we actually doing the right thing ? ❜ ❛ are you bleeding ? ❜ ❛ are you even sorry ? ❜ ❛ are you still mad at me ? ❜ ❛ are you sure you’re gonna be okay on your own ? ❜ ❛ can’t we just be friends again ? ❜ ❛ can we pretend this never happened ? ❜ ❛ can you help me with this ? ❜ ❛ didn’t you listen to what i just said ? ❜ ❛ did you ever even love me ? ❜ ❛ don’t you believe me ? ❜ ❛ do you trust me ? ❜ ❛ do you understand what that means ? ❜ ❛ do you want to talk about it ? ❜ ❛ haven’t you heard the news ? ❜ ❛ have you ever cared about anyone other than yourself ? ❜ ❛ how did you do that ? ❜ ❛ how will i ever be able to repay you ? ❜ ❛ is it my fault ? ❜ ❛ is there anything i can do for you ? ❜ ❛ was all of this just a lie ? ❜ ❛ we’re gonna survive this, right ? ❜ ❛ what are you doing here ? ❜ ❛ what do you want from me ? ❜ ❛ what have you done to them ? ❜ ❛ what makes you think i’m going to help you ? ❜ ❛ when was the last time you ate something ? ❜ ❛ when will it stop ? ❜ ❛ when will you ever grow up ? ❜ ❛ where were you last night ? ❜ ❛ who did this to you ? ❜ ❛ who the hell are you ? ❜ ❛ why can’t you just let it go ? ❜ ❛ why didn’t you tell me sooner ? ❜ ❛ why did you leave me ? ❜ ❛ why don’t you come home with me ? ❜ ❛ why would you do something like that ? ❜ ❛ will you call me when you got there safely ? ❜ ❛ will you please tell me what happened ? ❜ ❛ will you stop doing that ? ❜

#meme

asilosmagdalena

Intricate rituals

#yakuwa #yagami #face

killue

letsgonipples

@taaboh

#musings #yakuwa

taaboh:

Jin sinks deeper onto him, his mouth stretched and a bulge in his cheek, and Takayuki doesn’t dare look away. He drops, and drops, and each time his lips meet his fist Takayuki’s breath hitches the slightest bit, but somewhere in the back of his mind he doesn’t think it’s enough.

With no other warning but the tightening of his grip in Jin’s hair, Takayuki’s forcing his head down at the same time his hips jerk up in a thrust. The tip of his cock bumps against the back of Jin’s throat, the unavoidable surprise making him tight around him, and with a soft groan Takayuki stills for a beat before easing off to let him breathe.

The tip of his dick is shiny against Jin’s pink lips, and the pearl of precum that beads against his mouth is terribly obscene.

His hand holding Jin still, the head of Takayuki’s cock parts Jin’s lips further. “I want you to make me forget.”

Please make him forget.

“So open the fuck up, naa?”

Because with another harsh thrust he drags Jin’s head down until his nose bumps his stomach.

Jin’s breathing begins to thin out not because Takayuki’s gotten a little too rough to quickly with him, but rather, it’s because there’s an excitement that bubbles in his gut. Just as he should, Takayuki’s going to take what he wants from the former serial killer.

Use me, Taka-kun. Take what you need, he pleas silently as he gags slightly at the sudden breach to his throat.

He opens up as best he can and ignores the burning of in his lungs as his head’s roughly tugged forward. As much as Jin loves this treatment, he knows absolutely none of this is about him, and it feels wrong to take any enjoyment from it. His partner’s gone through hell, and he’s going to ensure he forgets, if just for a moment.

His hands raise from his sides and move to lightly grip Takayuki’s thighs, firmly massaging them as he swallows around the hard length breaching his throat. Jin’s eyes peek out from under his lashes, silently telling him it’s okay to go as hard as he needs to. That he’s okay and can take whatever he needs to give. that he loves and trusts him to do what he needs to in order to forget.

#taaboh #tb 04 #more than smoke

taaboh:

I do think it’s easy, he thinks, faintly. But he isn’t exactly talking to Jin as his partner now, either.

“Is it a picture you want, Kuwana-san?” Takayuki asks, finishing the last of his Pepsi and giving the can a quick toss in the direction of the wastebin. It clangs on the way down. “Seiya did something crazy to my hair, said I ought to tame the wildness down to be a real host… then he gave me a bangle bracelet to wear and a couple of rings.”

He brings his elbow up against the backrest of the bench, his knuckles pressed to his jaw as he looks down at himself. “…the shirt’s a deep blue. The pants are black, tight.

“And the shoes’re so shiny. Fancy leather, too.”

“Well, if you’re offering a picture, who am I to reject it?” Kuwana coos warmly.

There’s the tiniest part of his mind that feels slightly guilty for doing this while Yagami’s working, but he’s also very aware that if Takayuki needed to be focusing on something, he’d do it. So, he doesn’t feel badly for exploiting this moment in the slightest.

“I bet you look really good, Yagami-san. That blue must look really nice against your tanned skin, eh?”

#taaboh #tb sin 01

taaboh:

“The grocery,” Takayuki says without fail, “cheaper that way.

“But this late at night, the Poppo works fine.”

An izakaya would be best, of course. He’s been teased about it before, but there’s something about being able to eat while drinking a beer that doesn’t compare.

Fortunately, Kuwana’s clean kitchen means he can probably cook something easy, depending on what the Poppo’s got for him.

“You wanna come with, or stay here?”

With a soft hum, Jin nods in agreement. After all, he’s never one to turn down the cheaper option.

Hands shoved into his pockets, he strolls to the spot next to his guest.

“I can go with you,” he responds without hesitation, though gives a slight pause as he realizes, “...unless you’d prefer to go alone. I could, uh... I don’t know, since everything’s cleaned now, but I could figure something out.”

#taaboh #tb 02

taaboh:

Swiping the back of his hand over his sweaty forehead after finishing the last of his own sorting, Takayuki turns to meet the other man’s gaze with a grin.

“Right?”

He’d shed his jacket somewhere in the middle of all their cleaning, leaving him in a tank top that sticks to his back with sweat. He grasps the front of it with his hand to flap it a little, letting out a sigh as he fans himself some.

“There’re few things more satisfying than a good cleaning,” he says with some sort of age old wisdom, and after a quick stretch of the arms over his head Takayuki goes to gather as many bags as he can carry in his hands. “C’mon, Kuwana. Let’s throw this shit out so we can get those beers.”

And even outdoors in the cool December air, Takayuki finds it’s not nearly as cold as it ought to be with how warm he feels. Then again, he always did run warm.

The whisper of a laugh puffs from his lips as he hears Yagami speak as though he possesses years more of knowledge than Kuwana does. Even with his five more years of life, he remains silent and allows Yagami to share his wisdom in peace.

“Sounds like a good plan,” He grabs the remaining bags and follows Yagami out of his apartment. As he guides Yagami to the dumpsters, he turns his head just enough to indicate he was looking at him.

“Where do you like to go for your beers, Yagami-san?” he inquires as he tosses the bags in his hold.

#tb 02 #taaboh

taaboh:

“Yeah,” Takayuki says, “if you think I’m an asshole, you should meet the guys I grew up with.

“You know, if they weren’t all scattered to the wind now.”

There’re still days he’ll find a pin with a Tojo family’s emblem in his travels, thinking the shiny thing a coin under the gleaming sun. Takayuki’s sure it doesn’t mean anything now, but he’s started to keep them away in a box– with the Matsugane pins having their own little space, too.

“Nah, I just meant that I can’t really look to my oya-san for favours or anything now.” The chuckle that leaves him is light, even if the memory of his adoptive father’s death still makes his chest ache. “But I guess there’s always Kaito-san… he’s been really popular these days with a gang that started up in Kamurocho trying to muscle in on the gap the Tojo Clan left.

“They’re nothing like the yakuza, though.” Takayuki crinkles his nose, shaking his head from side to side. “No honour among those guys at all.”

Then he shoves another mouthful of noodles into his mouth.

“If they’re anything like Kaito-san, I’m sure I’d get along with them incredibly well,” he comments lightly but sincerely. Kuwana had grown rather fond of the former Tojo family member very quickly, just as he’s fond of Sugiura-kun. Despite their ignorance as to what kind of man he actually is, he’s well aware of the kind of lives they’ve had.

In truth, it makes him feel almost at ease around them. He’s come to find over the last thirteen years he’s most comfortable with people who tend to turn away from the law. Be it the law failing them just as it did and he did failed Mitsuru or because they never had a place in society, they tended to be his kind of people.

Yagami, on the other hand, he’s unsure of. There are similarities he’s already come to find, and yet, he almost seems to encapsulate all of the grandiose ideals he’s come to resent.

Though, at the mention of RK attempting to recruit Kaito, he pauses.

“Do you think he’ll take them up on the offer? He doesn’t seem the type for disorganized, violent gangs.”

#taaboh #tb 01

leneemusing

morning after starters

“ last night was nice. ” “ lets do this again some time. ” “ i’ll leave my number. ” “ i gotta go, sorry. ” “ can’t you at least stay for breakfast? ” “ i’ll make coffee—don’t go anywhere. ” “ next time, maybe i’ll buy you dinner first. ” “ if we do this again you better buy me dinner first. ” “ i don’t think my legs work again yet. ” “ i don’t wanna get up. ” “ no don’t move, it’s too cold outside the covers. ” “ there’s no way i can hide these marks… ” “ this was probably a mistake. ” “ this can’t happen again. ” “ you always say that, and yet we wind up right back here. ” “ are you watching me sleep? ” “ you look cute all frazzled like this. ” “ why are you looking at me like that? ” “ keep kissing me like that and we’re gonna end up back in bed. ” “ something wrong? ” “ i’d stay if i could, i promise. ” “ so if i put my number in your phone, you actually gonna text me? ” “ i made breakfast. ” “ how do you take your coffee? ” “ fuck! i’m late— ” “ did you turn the alarm off? ” “ if you don’t turn that alarm off i’m gonna throw it out the window. ” “ i can’t find my shirt. ” “ babe, we slept in. ” “ i know you’re awake. ” “ i’ll stay. ” “ why don’t you stay? ” “ i like waking up with you. ” “ i like having you here at night. ” “ you know, if you moved in we wouldn’t keep having to say goodbye like this. ” “ so when are we gonna actually go on a real date? ” “ do i smell bacon? ” “ you made pancakes? ” “ come on, come back to bed. ” “ you weren’t there when i woke up. ” “ i thought you left. ” “ do you want me to go? ” “ just let me sleep for five more minutes. ” “ you’re really beautiful/handsome. even if you drool. ” “ you talk in your sleep, ya know. ”

ACTIONS: 1. for one muse to surprise the other with breakfast in bed 2. for our muses to go another round in the morning 3. for your muse to join mine in the shower while getting ready for the day 4. for one muse to stop the other from trying to sneak away 5. for one muse to invite the other to spend the rest of the day with them 6. for one muse to convince the other to stay in bed the rest of the day 7. for our muses to have sex in the kitchen instead of finishing breakfast 8. for our muses to spoon 9. for one muse to wake up with morning wood 10. for one muse to wake the other up with oral 11. for lazy morning sex 12. for one muse to wake the other because they’re having a nightmare 13. for one muse to distract the other from getting ready by kissing/groping them 14. for one muse to kick the other out of their home 15. for our muses to wake with no recollection of the night before

#meme

rilesmemes

Victims; aren’t we all…?

A whole jolly club, with jolly pirate nicknames!

Tell them death is coming for them tonight. Tell them ____sends his regards.

Is that gasoline I smell?

He was already dead. He died a year ago, the moment he touched her. They’re all dead. They just don’t know it yet.

“It can’t rain all the time.”

Take your shot, ______. You got me, dead bang.

“Mother is the name for God on the lips and hearts of all children. Do you understand? Morphine is bad for you. Your daughter is out there on the streets, waiting for you.”

Little things used to mean so much to ______.

I used to think they were kind of… trivial.

Believe me, nothing is trivial.

You shouldn’t smoke these. They’ll kill ya.

Guess it’s not a good day to be a bad guy, huh?

I am coming home.

People once believed that, when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can’t rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.

A building gets torched; all that is left is ashes. I used to think that was true about everything: families, friends, feelings… But now I know that sometimes, if love proves real, two people who are meant to be together — nothing can keep them apart.

If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.

Greed is for amateurs. Disorder, chaos, anarchy — now that’s fun!

My daddy used to tell me that every man has his devil and you can’t rest ‘till you find him.

I like the pretty lights

Here’s to Devil’s Night, my new favorite holiday.

“Suddenly, I heard a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.”

You didn’t say goodbye.

You’re just going to have to forgive me for that.

#meme

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intimate romance prompts

making eye-contact with your lover from across the room, gesturing for them to follow you outside

tracing a finger across your lover's scar

laying a hand on your lover's thigh

threatening your lover with a knife

leaning in for a kiss but pulling away last second

telling your lover ''you're so beautiful'' knowing that's all you can say

intertwining fingers with your lover, something unspoken in the glance you share

straddling your lover's thighs

your hand touches your lover's and it feels like your whole world is on fire, so you have to take it away

tying your lover's tie

saying ''i love you,'' not being believed at first, so you repeat yourself

agreeing to sleep in separate beds but sneaking into each other's to snuggle

''i'm not in love with you.'' ''good.''

a friend has told your lover you're in love with them, you deny it when they ask you about it

not being able to look into your lover's eyes because it will send you down a spiral you won't get out of

scolding your lover for almost getting themselves killed, and your lover asks you why you care so much

your lover almost dies and that's when it clicks for you

not being able to let go when you have them in your arms

catching each other undressing and very obviously checking each other's bodies out

kissing your lover when they ask you why you've been avoiding them, not realizing it's because you're jealous that they've been hanging out with [a potential love interest]

bandaging each other up and sharing a tender moment

laying awake at night, wishing your lover was next to you

kissing your lover's forehead, torn apart knowing that's all you can do

looking deep into your lover's eyes, both of you lost in the moment

tracing your fingers down your lover's chest, stopping at their zipper, looking up at them for confirmation

flirting with your lover from across the room

solid eye-contact, then *gaze drops to lips*

grabbing each other's face and not being able to let go, or look away, leaning in for a kiss just as you're being interrupted

letting your lover know you'll always be there for them, no matter what happens

#meme