#jououpansa

[bleachblondbeefcake]

“You two fuckin’ lovebirds enjoyin’ the show? Let’s all leer at the big dude who likes guys, that the song an’ dance now?! Say one more fuckin’ word-”

[crossxskulled]

gives him a little cheek kiss. maybe another one on the other side too.

☠

Sweet. Too damn sweet but then again what isn’t sweet about her? Outside of that inner fire she wields, her cranky fits early in the morning, the way she even gets petty about the more obnoxious things he’d never come to understand. Is it really just all in her world or.. could it be him? Maybe despite all this time they spend together he only understands things from outside of that bubble of her’s. Still, it made him feel pretty damn good to see her happy. That impulse to crinkle up his face in ‘distaste’ couldn’t be resisted since making things a touch difficult for each other was simply their thing.

This is why he loves it so damn much. It was their own personal language that not even the best translators would hop to understanding anytime soon. Tugging through the ol’ heartstrings was a blissful burst of warmth thanks to those pretty glossed lips smooching away at his cheek. Ryuji carried a gut feeling he might’ve stumbled onto her burst of affection and by all means, did not have one complaint about that. “Hey.. Never said I was freezin’ or anything, really in the mood to warm me up?”

It was a playful shot that quirks her eyes to a mild glare despite the obviously amused look on his face. So what does she do? One more. God knows why, but somehow the fact she answers with that natural softness in comparison to the biting quips he’s used too makes that damn fluffy feeling run wild in him. He could feel the coursing of pure power flowing within his veins as he comes to face her fully, the couch creaking briefly as he turns to face her. That soft glare upon his face doesn’t even last a second as he eases forth himself, all so he could come to gently rest his forehead against her’s.

“Ain’t that you just being greedy, Ann?” His voice eases to a considerably softer tune while a sigh of ease is exhaled from his nostrils. Gathering both his wit and his nerves, he eases back up, facing those pretty blue eyes as an impulsive decision is made. Soon those broad hands reach up in order to comically squish the girl’s face, to give it a silly squeeze while a small trail of memories decide that now is the perfect time to pick at him. To think there would be days where they’d spend it tugging at each other’s faces compared to anything else?

But right now? A different want surfaces as the squeeze subsides, those usually rough hands now cradling Ann’s face instead.

”Time for you to finish what’cha started. Get over here--”

He kisses her. The distance between them is closed entirely as he doesn’t go for either cheek. The brashly summoned courage instead prompts him to go directly for her pink plump lips, for them to gently mesh in a tender meet as he eases in. Distinct care is taken to ensure it doesn’t edge to any forceful degrees, but to faithfully keep a firmness that aims to relay a message to her, that allows him to listen to his wildly beating heart despite how much his face is burning up. It was a roller coaster of emotion striking him and all he could do now, all he wanted to do now, was simply share an intimate spark of a moment with her.

For them to take their own damn happiness and carry each other through this bliss.

[lucenumbra]

wow i can't believe ren's mom is here!!!

Odd. She thought she heard something stupid.

[valorxdrive]

jououpansa replied to your post “Congratulations Sora! You now have the permission to say fuck. Yell it…”

DELETE THIS

[sabazio]

A cold wind blows in through the window that day, and for once it had nothing to do with a certain red-headed heiress.

[brasspresident-blog]

💛

*random act prompts | 💛 for a kiss on the cheek

Free time was frustratingly sparse for Makoto, especially when she found herself with an agenda to call her own. Ann had caught her gaze in the morning, right before she was pulled away by an underclassmen wanting to consult with her about their club approval. 

Hastily sent texts between them in the morning hours attempted to solidify some sort of plans, which managed to fall through come lunch time. Word came down from on high; they would all be going to Mementos this evening. The thought of at least spending lunch time together was waved away just as quickly, when Ann got stuck on a phone call with her parents that barely left her any time to eat when it was finished. 

The rest of the school day was standard fare for the president; she was pulled in 5 different directions and kept so busy that she couldn’t even think about sneaking a text to Ann. Considering, without actually acting on it, proved to be distraction enough. She found herself growing distracted far more often these days, with thoughts of the blonde taking up the majority of her personal machinations. 

When they were finally together, it was in the company of the other Thieves as well. Makoto leaned back on the bench in Ren’s room, hands folded neatly across her stomach. Ann sat around the small table with some of the others, not being too subtle in the glances she stole at Makoto when it seemed like she could get away with it. 

It was fine for now, but when they ventured into the Metaverse it’d be all business. Their target was decided unanimously- they’d head out at once. Makoto lingered for just a moment as the others filtered down into Leblanc, pausing when she went to rise due to Ann unceremoniously plopping down on the bench next to her.

“We probably shouldn’t linger too long.” Makoto warned, without heeding it herself. She leaned in towards Ann, lips parted in tentative expectation. Ann leaned over as well in perfect sync. 

“Yo! You guys comin’ or what?” Ryuji suddenly crowed from downstairs. 

Ann jumped slightly, head turning with a frown of annoyance ruining her previously pursed lips. Makoto’s reaction was slower, leading to her kiss being planted against Ann’s cheek instead. Even if she missed the mark, she still smiled in self-satisfaction. “I’ve been thinking about that all day...”

Their fingers laced together for a time that was far too brief, forced to part when Ann bounded down the stairs ahead of her, no doubt to pinch Ryuji’s arm for breaking up the moment they’d stolen for themselves. Makoto’s smile persisted, though she pressed her fingertips to her lips to quell it just a tad. They’d find time soon, she was sure of it. 

[usorida]

jououpansa replied to: Don't encourage this, you...weird little gremlin.

“First of all, don’t call me that! Second of all, you’re making it even worse! Knock it off!”

“Huuh? You don’t want me to call you by your name? Ohhh I see! O-kay, sooo, you’d prefer a nickname! Let’s see... Blonde bitch is already given to someone else... and there’s Enoshima-chan too... So how about blonde bitch the third?”

[masayoshiko]

jououpansa replied to your post:                                    ❛     …. i’m ...

i would die for him

                                  ❛     i-i   get   it   though   ....   why   she   doesn’t   SEE   me.     ❜    weakness   in   his   voice   causes   speech   to   catch.   a   soft   choke   as   he   forces   himself   to   continue.    ❛     i’m   just   a   KID.   i’m   not   strong   enough   to   protect   her   like   sanada-san   or   hidetoshi-san   can.   i’m   nothing   more   then   a   coward   who   can’t   even   man   up   &   tell   her   i   lo--- ... ... ...   never   mind..   what’s   the   point..     ❜