#hyuuaya

[owarinaki]

07-gHOST - a naughty Child

[magoro]

For those who didnt know already. My and my girl created a new Askblog for the anime "07-Ghost". It would be nice if you could spread the world and reblog this post, so that many many people see this entry and can follow us. ( And Im asking my tumblr friends, who have lots of followers, to support me, please. You just have to hit the reblog button, it wouldnt cost much time.)

[magoro]

So get this.

xD

We've made the 07-Ghost askblog.

Go and Follow here

We'll edit the name of the blog as soon as we have a better one. But at first this is good enough.

To the people, who dont know what an askblog is- specially our askblog:

My girl and I will dress up as Ayanami and Hyuuga from 07-Ghost and we'll answer your questions IC with gifs. So ask whatever you want to know and we'll do our best <3<3 We'll also upload pictures, special Storyplots etc. 

So go and follow

And please reblog, so people see this post and know that this askblog exists >//< ♥ Thank youuu

[kirakuweeen]

On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me

 A blade loyal to the goals of another.

[queerpyracy]

I don't know if it's okay for me to request a small christmas fic [s]having Hyuuga and Ayanami make sweet sweet love on a bed of rose petals[/s] (xD) I'm just kidding. A fic without that sweet sweet scene is already very wonderful to me. I'm for Hyuuga as the dominant partner, too. There are many HyuuAya fanfics on fanfiction[.]net in which Hyuuga as the seme. I wonder if you have read them yet. Sorry for bothering and have a nice day.

omgoodness I don’t know when you sent this, I only just saw it, but yes yes it is always okay to ask me for otp fic :D and I am always here for dom!Hyuuga

"Loving a wild thing is like having a lion for a pet. You know it’s a creature of violence whose very nature and talent is murder, and yet it lies down at your side and purrs for your touch alone." (source)

"You know you don’t have to wear your uniform all the time?" Hyuuga said, stoking the fire. "Technically speaking, we’re on a holiday."

Ayanami didn’t answer, but that wasn’t unusual. He was standing by the window, watching the snow fall and blanket the world. Hyuuga stood, stretching. digging his toes into the soft carpet. He didn’t much mind the uniform, usually, but it was nice not to have to wear those boots all the time. 

The estate in which they’d chosen to spend their brief winter holiday was nearly empty, save for a few servants who kept things running. They wanted it that way—the fewer people, the better. 

That got a small smile from Ayanami, at least. 

"And besides," Hyuuga said, his hands already working to remove that blasted uniform. "You’ve been far too serious, lately."

Ayanami shrugged him off, shedding the hat and the first layer of his uniform. He always looked years younger when the hat was gone, the walls of his rank coming down. He relaxed, when he wasn’t wearing it. 

Hyuuga ducked in and took Ayanami by the wrists, nuzzling his throat. “You always were too serious.” 

"And you never took anything seriously."

"I had you to do that for me," Hyuuga replied, pushing Ayanami back on the bed. "Always so grim," he chided, straddling Ayanami’s thighs. "Never knew how to have any fun."

Aya-tan was hardly going to let Hyuuga scold him without a kiss. Hyuuga’s hands slid up, lacing his fingers through Ayanami’s as they kissed. 

Hyuuga sighed, going back to his attentions to Ayanami’s neck. There’d never been anyone else for him, never would be. There was no one, would never be anyone like his Aya-tan. 

"You know I can always tell when you’re getting sentimental," Ayanami murmured. 

"Shh," Hyuuga said, working on removing the last of Ayanami’s clothes. "I think I’m allowed to be sentimental, so near to Christmas." 

"Should have gotten rose petals if you wanted to do that." Ayanami sat up, pulling Hyuuga in for another kiss. 

"Maybe I will," Hyuuga said, kissing his way down Ayanami’s chest. "I’ll cover the whole bed with them. You’ll wake up with them in your hair, stuck to your skin." 

They took their time—it had been too long since they had the chance. 

Hyuuga laced his fingers through Ayanami’s again, adoring the flushed look in Aya-tan’s face, the hazy gleam in his purple eyes and god, god he loved this man. He kissed every inch of Aya-tan he could reach, caressed what he couldn’t kiss. With his free hand, Ayanami wrapped an arm around Hyuuga’s back, grasping his shoulder tightly. 

Aya-tan always came quietly, but it was easy enough to tell, the way he first tensed, and then relaxed, his eyes softening in a way they only did for Hyuuga. Hyuuga came with something like a gasp, arching his back and then sinking, slowly, into the bed next to Aya-tan, never letting go of his hand. 

Hyuuga knew better than to wish that days like this would never end. He knew better, than to wish that the world would forget them, leave them to this little estate. That didn’t stop the thought from sometimes crossing his mind. 

Ayanami kissed the back of Hyuuga’s hand, and looked at him with a sort of smile. 

There had never been anyone else for Ayanami. 

There never would be. 

[kirakuweeen]

#WHEN YOUR SHIP SAILS #BUT NOT THE WAY YOU PLANNED

UM. It's all I can do to get my ship out of the port. And even then. I can't get them to stay afloat.  YOU BE HAPPY WITH THIS.