you know how many times. i see and have to tell teenage girls to stop filming themslves doing tiktok dances on the arcade floor.
like sometimes i dont bother but half the time i do because they literally will take up the whole damn aisle and its like girl ... a mom is trying to win her daughter a plush pig can you take this outside
choke . intimately (and a lil violently) wrap your hands around my muse’s throat
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choke . intimately wrap your hands around my muse’s throat .
It’s his own fault.
He shouldn’t have started this. He knew better. Yet… somehow still. Still. He keeps trying to deny it. Keeps trying to make this normal.
They can’t do normal things anymore.
“Grimmjo—“ he gets out before those claws—talons— wrap tighter, piecing skin, making him flinch.
It was just a kiss. Some petting. He doesn’t care what Grimmjow looks like. Doesn’t care if he’s more hollow than human in appearance. Ichigo can still see him inside there. Except it’s fractured. Pieces of the arrancar he knew flake away everyday. Lost to wherever they go as he… as they regress.
Ichigo forces a swallow under that hold, throat burning more from emotion than the squeeze of it. The teeth of Grimmjow's mask scrape the skin of his chest, tear cloth, tear flesh. Some are pointed and feline, some are flat now, but he's changing more everyday.
How long does he have left?
He swallows again, but this time it’s to keep down the scream as those teeth latch through skin and into muscle, and he wraps an arm around those shoulders— they're barely shoulders anymore— and feels a piece of bone armor crumble under his grip. Disintegrate against his palm.
Grimmjow isn’t trying to hurt him. He’s not trying to hurt Grimmjow. It doesn’t matter, that’s all they do, it’s all they’ve ever done.
The first time was an ACCIDENT , she swore on her life . It was meant to be on the cheek —— — a completely &&. acceptably friendly thing to do when one’s teammate presented the home-made meals his mother had so kindly prepared for all four of them ( Kurenai Sensei included ) that day . She hadn’t announced her intention , of course ; the thought hadn’t even crossed her mind , so when she leaned in to deliver her thanks , Kiba’s head turned unexpectedly .
It was kind of painful , actually . A little like getting SMACKED IN THE FACE with someone else’s face . They had both staggered backward in surprise , Hinata’s hands rising to cover her mouth as a deep blush rose to her cheeks . She stuttered out a squeaky apology through her fingers , which meant that she could barely be heard beyond incoherent mumbling , &&. it didn’t help matters when she turned around to face away from him , hiding her face in embarrassment . It was all a good joke to the others , but it took her quite a long time to recover from that fumble .
—— — TWO .
The second time . . . was not an accident , per se , but it wasn’t intentional , either . Kiba had come to her with an excitedly rushed explanation of this RIDICULOUS GAME he claimed to have learned from Naruto . She couldn’t possibly remember what he had rambled off so quickly now , but she did remember how he had stuck the end of a pocky stick between her lips while she was still LOST IN CONFUSION , gently bit onto the other end with a wild grin on his face , &&. asked her if she were ready .
No , as it turned out , she wasn’t . Nothing could have prepared her for when he began rapidly chomping down on the pocky , moving closer &&. closer while Hinata was frozen in place . That is , until he got a little too close &&. she panicked in her rising embarrassment , attempting to shuffle backward in all her GRACELESS CLUMSINESS . He was already leaning in for that last piece stuck between her lips that , for whatever reason , she didn’t think to simply drop or swallow then &&. there .
One thing led to another &&. suddenly she was lying on the ground , eyes squeezed shut , &&. a weight on top of her . Not only that , but the distinct pressure against her lips had not gone unnoticed either . She was too afraid to open her eyes , her face felt much , much too hot , &&. quite honestly she was still reeling from the fall . Before she’d completely processed everything that had happened , though , Kiba peeled himself off of her with a chuckle , hovering above her with his hands braced on the ground on either side of her . She finally cracked open her eyes just enough to see that grin still in place on his face , albeit this time with a VICTORIOUS EDGE .
❝ I win . ❞
—— — THREE .
The third time was undeniably on purpose , though perhaps not entirely a conscious decision . Or a good one , for that matter . It wasn’t long after she had been ❛ relieved ❜ of her status as heiress to the Hyuga Clan . It hadn’t yet hit her what no longer having that responsibility on her shoulders would mean &&. she was still very much in the throes of depression &&. self - hatred for being unable to live up to her father’s expectations .
She had failed . It was decided . She was worthless .
As fate was prone to do when she had her solitary episodes of despondency that had always seemed to happen far too often , she was discovered by someone despite her best attempts at hiding . She wished people would stop looking for her when she disappeared . She wished they would just ignore her . It was so easy for everyone to do when she was actually around , so why was it different when she wanted to be alone ?
It didn’t help that it was Kiba . If it were Shino , she might have had an easier time being seen like this . Shino was quiet &&. never said much unless prompted . Hinata could almost pretend he wasn’t there when he stumbled upon her in these situations &&. had effectively convinced herself of it after the fact on occasion just for her own PEACE OF MIND .
Kiba , on the other hand , was impossible to ignore . His presence was always so noticeable , so significant . Not that that was a bad thing , but it made it infinitely more difficult to tell herself that his memory of seeing her like this would be as FORGETTABLE as she was .
Nonetheless he tried to comfort her . It wasn’t that she didn’t appreciate it —— — truly , she did —— — but she hated feeling like this &&. being a burden on others because of it . Somehow these thoughts had managed to slip past her lips unbidden &&. that certainly got his attention . He had grabbed her chin , the other hand on her shoulder , &&. forced her to look at him so that he could tell her directly to her face that she was &&. never would be a burden for simply having emotions .
Something about the way he said it gave her pause . It wasn’t that nobody had ever told her that before ( in fact , she was pretty sure someone always gave her some similar reassurance at least once during these talks she hated so much ) but it was the look in his eyes , the way they seemed to catch the light at just the right angle , &&. the firm hold he had on her as if he had put all the conviction in the world into those words .
It was an impulse . He reminded her of someone else . She was hurting &&. she knew that didn’t excuse it , but that was the reality in that moment . She was the one who leaned forward this time , tearful eyes closed , heart racing , aching . &&. this time , he was the one who gently pushed her away .
Before she could let that sink in &&. devolve into even more of a mess than she already was , he pulled her into a hug instead . Kiba always gave the best hugs . Somehow , it was better this way , &&. even though she cried harder , like every other time , she couldn’t resist that warm safety she felt in his arms .
—— — FOUR .
The fourth time felt like a dream . Hinata was in that awkward , in - between stage while she grew out her hair on a whim . Kiba must have picked up on how self - conscious she’d been lately ( much of which had nothing to do with her hair &&. a lot to do with why she still wore long sleeves ) because he had made the decision that the two of them needed a fun night out .
The concept of ❛ FUN ❜ was still so strange to her . She hadn’t been allowed many freedoms as a child &&. her own mental health hadn’t exactly been very conducive to boldness &&. spontaneity . She was gradually becoming more comfortable with spending time with her teammates , though . That was fun .
It occurred to her then , though , that she had never spent time with Kiba alone . Outside of the occasional MENTAL BREAKDOWN , that is . She found herself inexplicably nervous , chalking it up to a fear that he might get bored if it were just her without someone else to be more entertaining . She thought Shino was more entertaining than she was . He knew a lot of facts &&. could always find something to talk about . Hinata was . . . plain . Uninteresting .
&&. Kiba . . . Kiba was wild &&. full of excitement &&. energy . Hinata was sure she would have been LEFT IN THE DUST as they went to this place &&. that all around the village if not for the fact that he held her hand the entire time . They played games they came across , checked out a few different shops , enjoyed a nice meal in a restaurant , &&. then found a nice , high vantage point with a clear view of the sky as dusk settled .
He pointed out how the clouds on the horizon made silly shapes , then did the same when the sky grew darker &&. the stars emerged . She had to correct him once when he pointed at an actual constellation . Then he asked her the names of different groups of stars , if they had one , &&. promptly came up with one on the spot if they didn’t . Hinata was surprised to find herself laughing &&. smiling so much . She certainly felt lighter in that moment than she had in a very long time .
She had glanced over at him &&. found his bright eyes trained on the stars . She was a bit mesmerized with how they SPARKLED in his gaze , taking it upon herself to count each one . Her staring didn’t go unnoticed for very long , though , &&. when he caught her from his peripheral , she astonishingly didn’t look away . He looked at her fully &&. for what felt like a long time they simply gazed at each other in silence .
She wasn’t sure who moved first , but she thought maybe they both did . It was slow , as if it weren’t happening in real time , &&. she felt a bit ticklish , for lack of a better word , like a light , feathery feeling that kept drawing her in . &&. soon enough , her lips met the source of that feeling , a barely - there brush of skin before they committed to it .
It was electrifying &&. so different from all the other times . This one was DELIBERATE . This one happened because they both wanted it to happen . It was also a bit scary , in a way , considering their shared history with this sort of thing , but . . . it was good . It was better than good . It felt as if they stayed that way for hours &&. they very well may have . It was hard to keep track of time like that , but she knew that the longer they kissed , the less she wanted it to stop .
—— — FIVE .
The fifth time was . . . awkward . Well , in fairness , it didn’t start awkwardly , but that quickly changed when what had begun as little more than a WARM WELCOME to her new apartment took a turn for something a bit more , ah , heated than she had been expecting .
She didn’t mind how intense &&. hands - on he could be sometimes . In fact , she enjoyed it . It made her feel wanted , like he was actually happy being with her . It was just that this time felt a little . . . seductive .
The fear settled in quickly , but she kept quiet about it . In fact , she didn’t do or say anything to discourage him . She simply let it happen because she knew that was what he wanted &&. she was so , so terrified of giving him a single reason to be unhappy with her . She was afraid of being the one to drive this wedge between them , so she endured .
Afterward , she slipped into the shower to cry . It wasn’t because of what had just happened . It was because it reminded her all over again how BROKEN she was . She would never understand the desire , the urge , &&. she knew that one day he would notice that &&. take offense to it &&. she wouldn’t be able to explain herself because she had no explanation .
She wanted nothing more than to make him happy . She would be whatever he needed her to be . She would do whatever needed to be done to make sure that he never suspected anything was amiss .
It was necessary , it was right , it was what she was supposed to do .
Coloca la cámara de una forma que el tripié que lo sostiene puede grabar todo el lugar en el que está. Justo cuando está grabando, se prepara y hace la pirueta que había estado practicando hace rato. Cuando termina, mira el lente y en la orilla de su ojo ve a alguien más presenciando su show. Se acerca a pagar la cámara algo avergonzado, ‘ Hola. ’ saluda algo incómodo.
