#kamipoina

[rinsknife]

That’s God-ish,

unfair that’s God-ish

"My God"

[awesomeuchuu]

@thoughtsheld

@kamipoina

(not sure which one you wanted to reply with ;D)

😏   //   give  my  muse  a  hickey . (yuzuru->ibara)

How had they ended up like this? Him and Yuzuru. Ibara with his back against the wall and their hands touching and touching and... Touching.

He leaned his head backward, stretching his neck as Yuzuru's lips came to it, attacking it mercilessly. "Y-you're going to leave a mark," Ibara somehow managed to croak out, his voice breathless.

[deivlls]

power grabs two cans of soda from the fridge, unbeknownst whom they are belonging to, before she sneaks behind denji, then presses the cold can against the back of his neck.

he's silent, sitting down on the mat of their apartment and watching the television. aki's told both him and power to not be any trouble or whatever while he's out, which sounded easy enough. that is, until there's a random chill that sends his spine jumping before he turns around. a look mixed with shock and annoyance following soon after.

❛ HEY ! th' fuck was that for huh ?! ❜

[deivlls]

❛ mmpf, gotta admit - ❜ chomping away, he casually continues to maintain eye contact before briefly swallowing. he's never been the type to turn down food, he'll take anything he can get before his next assignment from the public safety bureau. ❛ this is some really good stuff, how'd you find this place @kamipoina ? ❜

[kageira]

personally,    mika  had  thought  they'd  had  a  very  good  live  performance  this  time  around.      he'd  had  not  a  single  step  out  of  place  or  late,    and  he  swears  he'd  seen  shu  nod  at  him  once  or  twice  in  the  middle  of  it.      all  in  all,    he  feels  very  good  about  it,    and  had  bounded  off  the  stage  in  soaring  spirits,    only  slightly  exhausted  from  their  footwork.      though,    when  he  spots  shu  making  a  beeline  straight  for  him,    it  falters  just  slightly.      he  turns  to  attention,    straightening  his  back  on  instinct  and  tucking  an  arm  behind  his  back.      he  sways  on  his  feet,    sniffing.        ❝        -           ?        ❞

@kamipoina​​.    "  hold  still,    kagehira..    your  collar  is  being  a  mess  ",    shu  says  as  he  tugs  on  the  fabric  and  straightens  it  until  he's  satisfied.    he  huffs,    looking  into  the  eyes  of  his  partner.    "  please  pay  attention  next  time,    you  hear  me?  "

he  looks  at  shu  now,    his  chin  lifted  to  a  point  where  shu  can  easily  see  his  own  hands  messing  around  with  his  collar.    he  doesn't  meet  his  partner's  eyes  for  long,    quickly  glancing  away  and  up  at  the  ceiling,    as  if  unwilling  to  meet  the  obvious  judgement  in  shu's  eye.    he  doesn't  really  mind  it,    but  he  does  feel  ashamed  of  himself,    because  he's  sure  he  really  should  have  been  paying  attention.    that's  what  oshi-san  always  reminds  him  to  do  !      and  he's  failed  at  that.

❝        nnaagh,    sorry,    oshi-san  !      i  was  really  payin'  attention  while  we  were  performin',    really  !      but  i  got  all  into  our  performance,    like  ya  said  i  should  !        ❞        he  looks  at  the  wall.    then  he  look  at  the  ceiling  again,    and  then  his  gaze  flickers  over  shu's  face.    and  that's  his  mistake,    because  the  moment  he  looks  at  him,    the  moment  nearly  all  his  shame  disappears,    melting  into  relief  and  comfort  and  everything  else  he  feels  around  shu.    swelling  happiness.    adoration.    affection  that  fills  his  chest  so  full  that  it  feels  like  it  will  blow  his  entire  ribcage  apart.    if  that  happens,    then  so  be  it.

he  lets  out  a  long  breath,    and  the  feeling  deflates,    but  doesn't  vanish.        ❝        i'll  pay  real  close  attention  durin'  our  next  one.        ❞        he  reaches  up,    brushing  his  hand  up  against  shu's  before  settling  his  fingers  at  his  collar,    a  puckish  smile  at  his  lips.    his  gaze  meets  shu's  now.        ❝        ehehe  ~  promise.        ❞

* . ゜ unprompted  !                   𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗. 

[ryusxnka-moved]

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[diamondborn]

❛ okay stop asking me if i’m straight, gay, bi, whatever. i identify as a fucking threat. ❜ (chuuya lmao)

incorrect quotes.   /  CURRENTLY ACCEPTING!

        ‘    are ya freakin' kiddin' me  ?  they don't have that option on the drop-down menu so can ya'answer with what I asked?!  I  ——  ya'know what  ?  okay  .  ’  that's it  ,  it's going in there .  you're just going to put it in the information section .   ‘   my name is chuuya nakahara , I identify as a threat  -----  yeah  ,  really 'bout to get ya'some hits ,  alright  .  ’  

[awesomeuchuu]

@kamipoina

❛ i really want to kiss you right now. ❜ (jun->ibara)

Ibara turned away from the stove where the stew was bubbling away happily, spreading a warm aroma of garlic and herbs in the dorm kitchen. Blinking at Jun, he turned the heat onto low before he walked on over to the bluehaired man. "What's stopping you?"