#digijerk

[friendcrested]

@digijerk

maybe i am a raccoon. did you ever consider that? >:I

well if the trashcan fits!!! >8/ 

[inmydrcams]

@digijerk replied to your post “"Do you think Jou would be a good kisser?" :)”

we need to find out who she is and question her. >:)

          if she’s real

[chisupamoved]

@digijerk​ Squints at

“How can I help you Tai-chan? I just want some bonding time with my favorite persons family.~”

[biggergiants-a]

five times kissed (yama 👀)

@digijerk 

he doesn’t see it coming. sure, yamato is the one actively doing it first but there was no plan. there was no intention behind it when they’d begun. no, his initial plan was to go for a hug, maybe a good night kiss on the cheek after what he considered a successful first date. but the lights are low just so outside taichi’s home, the soft breeze managing to ruffle the brunet’s hair in an adorable manner that has yamato’s fingers twitching at his side with a need to run them through it. he manages to suppress THAT particular need but when he comes closer and utters a soft “thanks for tonight.” he knows he’s about lost any other battles he’s having with himself. he’s fairly sure taichi doesn’t even have time to answer back before his lips are softly placed against his; if he said anything, his heart pounding in his ears had blocked it off and had only eased by the time his digits are tangled in tai’s hair and his mouth begging for entry against his. 

there were no plans to meet: yamato had his band practice (because yes, they still played together and did a few gigs to get some extra cash) and taichi had study plans for his next exams. so besides a few texts here and there throughout the day, there hadn’t been much contact. now, days like these happened every now and again, so he was used to it. eventually one would show up at the other’s house by the end of the day and they’d spend a bit of time together to make up for how busy they’d been but the band had managed to play longer than usual and he knew that there was no way taichi would still be awake. disappointment flares through him as he pockets his phone after seeing no new messages and grabs his bag on his way to the door. tomorrow he’d have to make it up to taichi; the mental note he makes to himself is interrupted, however, as he steps outside into the chilly air and sees a figure standing by the door. “tai?” he’d come all this way at this HOUR? it tugs at his heartstrings, a wide smile quickly appearing and it doesn’t even take two seconds before he’s pulling his boyfriend in for a soft kiss. “late dinner? we can order.”

they don’t fight a lot. however, when they do, it’s explosive. taichi shuts down, refuses to talk and yamato is vividly aware of how ironic it is that he’s the one begging the brunet to just TALK. he searches for him the entire day, looking from class to class, waiting in hallways and attempting to confront him. he’s always one step ahead, however, and evades him every single time. this, of course, ends with yamato sitting at taichi’s front door with a bag full of canned coffee and snacks because he knows for a fact he’s going to be waiting for a while and he’s not about to starve because his boyfriend is being an idiot. so he waits, patiently, every so often speaking loudly so he can be heard through the door, reminding him that he’s not leaving until he opens the door! it takes a few hours but when there’s a crack from the lock, yamato jumps on his feet and shoves his body inside his home. “what the hell were you thinking?” his tone is deadly quiet, the day finally catching up to him and making him realize how exhausted he is. a light shove manages to put taichi against his own door, yamato quickly stepping into his space. he notices the dark circles under his eyes, too, and knows he’s just as tired. “don’t you ever fucking do that to me again. i can’t - i can’t do that again. don’t shut me out.” and with a final tug against his collar, he brings taichi closer and into an angry attack against his lips.

he thinks he’s dreaming. he’s pretty sure of it. he remembers going to bed with taichi, falling asleep holding him close and just... sleeping. so the sounds he’s hearing, sounds of panic and utter fear, feel odd to him. but the oddest thing was feeling the bed moving, almost as if - he springs up on the bed, finally fully awake and noticing the huddled form of his boyfriend on the opposite end of the mattress; he knows what he’s thinking about, what his nightmares manage to plague him with because he has similar ones and because he’s caught the aftermath of this exact thing before; it had taken a few nights until taichi had told him about it, but once yamato had confided that he also shared in those nightmares, it was clear that a weight had been lifted off of his shoulders. THIS, however, is a first. he’s never woken up in time to catch him still in the middle of his fear. “tai.” his voice is soft as he begins pulling him closer to him, surrounding him with his warmth and touch, fingers lightly caressing the hairs at the back of his neck, lips pressing against his forehead, cheeks, nose and finally lips. and after a few moments of struggle, he feels the brunet relax in his arms, nose burying in the space where neck meets shoulder.

it’s soft moments like these that have him hooked  - though if anyone asks, he’ll quickly deny it. sure, the more heated moments were something yamato loved, but managing to see taichi wake up with his usual confused expression that plainly said i wish i was still asleep while the blond makes them both breakfast, is truly unbeatable. he had his softer moments, so what? “morning.” he doesn’t dare remove his eyes from the stove as he hears the door creaking open and soft feet pad against the wooden floor; taichi is too much of a distraction and he refuses to let the food get ruined. of course, food was and would always be a great temptation for a certain someone, even if he was still half asleep. the feel of arms surrounding his waist has him laughing, but seeing tai place his chin on yamato’s shoulder and inspect the food with a look that was reserved for food alone, makes him shake his head. there’s a touch of lips against his neck, making him shiver at the contact, and he’s momentarily thankful for the support that the brunet is offering without even really being aware of it. “breakfast will be done soon. take the coffee to the table, alright?” 

[peachyloops-a]

(    *    & .    —  nsfw starters // @digijerk said:  ❛   i’d like to lick your cock. i’d like to hear you scream my name.   ❜   yama

A shiver went down his spine when Taichi spoke to him, was he really doing this now? A frustrated huff comes out— his cheeks dusted pink, “shut up.” But he didn’t want him to shut up at all, he wanted to hear more. The blonde shuts his textbook, turning in his chair to face the other. “You pick the worst time to be horny,” his head shakes and eyes roll. What was wrong with him? He knew how easy it was to get him worked up, but he had to study— stupid Taichi.

Removing his glasses he pinches the bridge of his nose, with his glasses placed down he gets up. Going over to the brunette, “you know, I feel like I should be the one making you scream my name for being so distracting like that.”  A kiss is placed onto his jawline, a small nip is given, a hand goes under Taichi’s shirt, his fingers mapping out over the brunette's chest. Yamato leans in close, lips pressing to Taichi’s ear, at first he just chuckles— he partly can’t believe he’s actually considering it, the other part is him just being nervous. All this was still new, talking like this, acting like this it was nice but still scary. What if he said the wrong thing? What if he hurt Taichi? He’d never forgive himself.

“Do you really want to do that to me? Do you want me to come undone by you?” A soft groan comes from him, “Taichi..” Yamato whimpers, “is that what you want? Hm?” This time he moans Taichi’s name a little loader in his ear, “what if I end up not being able to control myself and end up face fucking you? Hm, you’d like that wouldn’t you.” The blonde cooed out, “hm better pick something as I’ve stopped studying for you.”

[ghaisgeach]

Your muse just caught mine doing something dangerous! Send “What were you thinking?!” to scold them | Accepting @digijerk​ asked: “What were you thinking?!” (yama; the hypocrisy here tho wow)

Of all the people to come and scold him, the last person he expected was Taichi. And, honestly, Yamato couldn’t help but narrow his eyes at his friend for a moment. Between the two of them, he tended to think things through before acting. And then scolding the others for being reckless. Being on the receiving end for once, and from Taichi of all people, made his chest swell a little bit with regret. Then again, Yamato didn’t regret what he had done. 

But he pushed the feeling aside as he looked away for a moment. “You’re one to talk,” he finally said. Because he couldn’t admit that what he had done was wrong. Not in front of Taichi at least. The adrenaline was finally starting to fade and with it came the sense of him being extremely exhausted. Sighing, he laid down on the grass and threw an arm over his eyes as he tried to regain some energy. “Don’t tell T.K. what happened, alright?” 

[believinginhope]

digijerk replied to your post: “If Taichi-san turns evil, I’m quitting.” “If I...

but did we even know the others were missing?? i still don’t know….

“Didn’t Nishijima-sensei tell you they were missing? We’ve known him for like, a couple months, he wouldn’t lie to us.”

[amicrest]

It’s a mock-reluctant offer that tethers behind his lips---a nonchalant arch of a thin brow; his own performance is passing but his grades and papers aren’t archived behind his eyelids as other students. He pays attention in the end and perhaps that’s going to assist in the long run. 

        ❝ You were better off asking Koushiro in help with studying but I’ll see what I can do. ❞  / @digijerk