#huiusmodi

[watchinitburn-blog]

So Keahi hears that it is National Pet day... And on such a day.. She figured getting her puppy some nice new toys would be some fun.

Sitting across from his apartment, she rolled some tennis balls into the door, letting them make that annoying thudding sound. “Come here Puppy..”

[boundxgossamer-blog]

It had been eerily quiet. Hadyn and Tsukasa had been, for the most part, ignoring each other and unable to make direct eye contact. Very few exchanges were given, and only when necessary. For the first little while, Tsukasa hadn’t moved. He had stayed in one spot, completely still, for nearly a day until he had passed out from exhaustion.  It wasn’t on purpose, either, but seeing Hadyn’s hurt expressions and side-eyed glances of concern had finally set Tsukasa off. He had to leave, but didn’t want to go very far. But who was there for him besides Hadyn? 

Then he remembered-- that counselor, or whatever, that lived on the fourth floor. Tsukasa would get away long enough to speak to Harper in hopes that...something would happen. He can’t do this any longer. Hadyn’s words rang true, once Tsukasa had the mind to remember them. Even though they might be ‘fighting,’ Tsukasa still loves him and still wants to get better. He does not want to let Hadyn down. The limping to the fourth floor didn’t take long, but it seemed to drag. Tsukasa now stands in front of Harper’s apartment door, hesitating with his hand poised to knock, but he’s here anyway. He hit his knuckles against the door, and waited. 

“...C-can I speak to you...?” 

@huiusmodi

[hughsofblackxwhite-blog]

Harper warned him about spring, and all the implications that it shouldered. Hugh shrugged it off, for the most part, thinking it to be not that big of a deal. 

He’s so sorely mistaken. Achingly mistaken. Throbbing with mistakes, in fact.

“Harper! Harper! What do I do!? I can’t stop!” 

The pillow between Hugh’s legs has stuffing falling out of it from all the abuse it has taken. 

[hughsofblackxwhite-blog]

Now that Hugh knows what to expect, it doesn’t hurt so bad. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt like hell. It all feels different, though, in a way that Hugh can’t place. It’s like the moon’s ‘pull’ or whatever has shifted and it’s now vibrating on a different frequency.  “Hey, Harper, is there anything different about today...? You feel it too, don’t you?”