#eiitakun

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@eiitakun

                He has done a passable job. The room itself is clean, if a bit damp; the mop has left streaks across the floors. It’s the state of the hallways that detract from the overall cleanliness of the third floor. Wakatoshi surveys his work for another moment before he sinks into the nearest chair. It would be better to finish before resting at all; he’s feeling the sort of tiredness that never lets you go--not once you’ve sat down and started nodding off. But the practice has stolen his ability to keep his eyes open.

                Wakatoshi leans against the wall. It’s pleasantly cool. Maybe Eita won’t mind if he takes a quick nap before they finish up for the day. 

[tsuyachou-archive-blog]

EIITAKUN (STARTER)

    furiously, bitingly, harshly, does her fingers     rub against layers of clothing piled on top of     of her. as if that would do well with her…

            ❝why a snowstorm….❞

   she did not sign up for this when coming into    kalos….

[sutairo-blog]

hi yes i'd like to talk to you about our lord and savior saem-sama

this is harassment

[soberbiia-blog]

“… I didn’t even know that was possible.”

**E**ven outside school he gets compliments, letters and chocolates from girls sometimes, which he dutifully accepts with a smile and carries with him. He waves them goodbye to continue his way when he bumps into Shiratorizawa’s setter.   **– “**You mean these?**”** He gestures with his eyes at the gift he is carrying- a box of chocolates with a letter sticked at the top. **“**It’s called looking cute.**”** It’s the first time they meet off court, and he takes a moment to look at the other’s clothes. Ouch. **“**And having a fashion sense.**”**