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For @theladycrxw, @grounded-crxw, @michimxya and @foundction, from Anonymous
mistle mistle
She looked up at the doorway, someone (probably Noya or Tanaka) had hung a sprig of mistletoe in the doorway. Now Yui was standing under it with Daichi. Feeling her face heat up, she gently nudged him in the arm, directing his attention upward.
She took a deep breath, legs trembling. Standing on tiptoe, she placed a soft and swift kiss on his cheek before landing back on her heels and turning away. She knew her face was as red as tomato if not redder.
Unf (Let's confuse the poor girl or tick her off)
Send me "unf" for your muse to pin mine against the wall.
Despite the girls season being over, Yui could still be found in the gym after classes. Her one goal in high school was to master a jump serve and she had yet to do so. Even if she never got the chance to use it in a match, Yui just wanted to do it for herself.
She had used all the balls in the cart and they were scattered around the gym. Out of the 20 or so serves she had hit, only one of them came close to going over the net. With a sigh, she resigned herself to picking them up. She’d have time to hit another round before it was time to head home.
“Oh, hey Sawamura-kun,” Yui had noticed that Daichi had come into the gym. Strange, normally he could be found in the boys gym across campus. She shook it off. “Hey, would you mind helping me shag these? I’m trying to perfect my jump--”
Her words were cut off as in one swift motion, Daichi had swept her off the court and pinned against the wall. Though she had fantasized about this on more than one occasion, things weren’t adding up.
“Daichi what the hell are you doing?”
“Damn Daichi, look at those guns”
@grounded-crxw @thecrowdad @sax
Ikejiri and Kiyoko :)
Ikejiri - “We haven’t spoken since middle school wow”
How interested they are in having sex with them: Now that you brought it up, it’s possibleIf they would rather bottom or top them: Yui would be on top How good they think they would be: mediocre to be honestIf they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them: shower sex because Yui has a thing for itIf they’d fuck, have sex, or make love: either fuck or have sexIf they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick: Daichi If they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen: if they reconnect then possibly
Kiyoko
How interested they are in having sex with them: I’d be lying if I said Yui hasn’t thought about it on more than one occasionIf they would rather bottom or top them:sharing it equallyHow good they think they would be: Yui thinks Kiyoko would be very goodIf they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them: shower sex because it’s YuiIf they’d fuck, have sex, or make love: have sex or make loveIf they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick: Daichi or SugaIf they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen: Probably not but it’s fun to pretend sometimes
Every Time I Ran, I Ran to You || grounded-crxw
@grounded-crxw
There are more than 7 billion people on the planet, which means there is a one in 7 billion chance of running into any one person in any given place at a given time. Michimiya Yui knew that this person went stateside a while ago. A year, if her timeline was correct.
Manhattan posed slightly better odds but not by much. She had a better chance of running into a celebrity than him. In fact in the few short hours her she had been in New York she’d already had a celebrity sighting. She had no idea who he was but everyone else did. Some famous hockey player by the name of Henrik Lundqvist, however the hell you pronounce that.
The purpose of this trip had nothing to do with him.To be honest she wasn’t sure of the purpose of this trip. It was her quarter-life existential crisis and she was stuck at that awkward crossroads of no longer a teenager but not quite a full-fledged adult. New York had plenty to offer and she had a friend in the city, a paramedic with FDNY, who said she could help her out with stuff.
A different friend. Not him because she couldn’t exactly call him a friend. He was at one point more than that. Now things were different a lot different. She hadn’t seen him in years and they hadn’t really spoken either.
So it came as a shock when she bumped into someone at Starbucks, quite literally and spilled her coffee all over them. Grabbing a handful of napkins, Yui quickly tried to help this person clean up the mess. Her face flushed a deep crimson and when she realized who it was she could have died on the spot.
“Oh my god.”
☢, ♠, ♢
☢ If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?
Believe it or not probably salad, because anything can be put in a salad if you’re punk enough :P
♠ What was the last dream you remember having?
(I work at an aquarium, and during the school year it’s pretty dead except for break weeks. Then all hell breaks loose. I had worked four days straight of this chaos and dealt with all kinds of shit right.)
The fourth night I worked I had a dream that I was getting into an argument with this grandma that her and her grand kids couldn’t go into the bird exhibit because it was 3:30 in the morning and the aquarium was closed.
♢ What’s your favorite flavor of ice cream?
Mint cookies and cream, or anything with mint really
Send “#” for a RANDOM text.
[text: Sawamura-kun]: I CAN’T GET THAT TAYLOR SWIFT SONG OUT OF MY HEAD. UGH