#masaaoba

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yes my dumbass started shipping another rare pair and yes I'm regretting it. And yes I got to write all the fanfiction. 😭. Send help 😫

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20 first lines

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories.  See if there are  any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Tagged by nobody. I only got like 13 fics so far so I'll just be doing them.

1. It was obvious Kagami had some sort of relationship with Fukuda's ace by how he would get all flustered from the way Haizaki would tease him and the way his eyes always watched Haizaki as if he were clouds drifting in the endless blue sky, completely untouchable.

2. Haizaki Shougo was menacing and mean. He was a delinquent, a bully and every parents' nightmare. He stole, cheated, and was always covered in cuts and bruises; he wore like trophies after every fight.

3. Back when they were in Teiko, Aomine and Haizaki had some sort of a relationship. If you could call being fuck buddies a relationship. Aomine didn’t remember how it started or who started it. Neither did he care. It just felt good having someone like Haizaki withering beneath him.

4. Shadows of the trees mixed into the darkness, their silhouettes against the sky as the moon illuminated the night sky. The stars twinkled brightly while everyone and everything lay asleep in Kanagawa, except for Ryouta, who strolled through the park with the moon guiding him wherever he went. Goosebumps pricking his skin like needles as a cold breeze swayed through the trees. 

5. The prison cell was a hollow cube of concrete, one way in, no windows with a toilet and a rusty sink in the corner. The only sound that could be heard was of the snoring coming from the top bunk while Ran lay on the bottom bunk with his hands behind his head as if he were lounging on the beach soaking in the sun, listening to the snores of his cellmate Jiro Akatsuki, a 27-year-old junkie, who probably passed out from snorting too much cocaine again or-

6. Moonlight glistened through a perfectly squared window with evenly shaped bars, dimly lighting the side of the prison Shougo lay in, staring up at the ceiling blankly.

7. Hiro, had always thought he had a purpose in life.

8. Masaomi stared out of the window, outside a blizzard was raging on. It was so strong the familiar sight of streets had almost been erased. The flakes falling slowly and the air almost still, but so thick it almost obscured his view completely. As he looked upwards. He could almost feel as if he were flying rather than watching the crystals fall like oversized confetti, towards him.  

 

9. If somebody told Masaomi that he would be in this position four months ago, he would not have believed them. Would have laughed in their face. Now, however, after all he’s been through and all the time he’s spent by Aoba’s side, he would not change a thing, nor could he imagine things being any different. 

10. Bodies scattered the ground like flower petals, blood painting the once clean floor crimson. A girl with black hair stood among them with a knife painted in red held in her grasp. Her pale face was splattered in blood, and so was the white dress shirt she wore.

11. Gon walked into his classroom and sat down beside Killua. "Good morning, Killua," he said.

12.  Illumi....

13. Killua walked into his father's office where his father was at his desk doing paperwork. he approached him. "Dad," he said. "You wanted to see me?"

Tagging: @molsno @sophia902103 @lenqxue @bitterflowers @smexy-goose

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𝓓𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮

Fandom:

Durarara!!

Genres:

Psychological horror, Urban Fantasy, Supernatural, Action, Mystery/ Thriller, Shounen, Shouen Ai

Summary:

"𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘐 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵... 𝘎𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦...."

♤~♤~♤~♤

Ran decides to get his act together and try to be a better older brother. But, things aren't easy when Aoba wants nothing to do with him and avoids him like the plague.

However, when Ran gets dragged into the hell lurking behind the closed doors of thier house, Aoba has no choice to let him in.

Who is in control?

The link

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Aoba: *Turns on lamp for reading*

Masamomi: You might as well call me that lamp

Aoba: Why?

Masamomi: because you turn me on

Aoba: *Throws a book at Masamomi*

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Worth it ❤

Yooo! Hello~ ≧▽≦)/ I wrote this last night when I was supposed to be sleeping. But, like who needs sleep? Not me. *nervous laughter* Send help. Anyway, I was in a mood to write fluff. So-

(ﾉ>ω<)ﾉ :｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆ Fluff

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Summary

He could not imagine things being any different

Characters involved

Masaomi & Aoba

Pairing

Masaaoba (Masaomi x Aoba)

Obviously, nobody ships them as much as I do

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If somebody told Masaomi that he would be in this position four months ago, he would not have believed them. Would have laughed in their face. Now, however, after all, he’s been through and all the time he’s spent by Aoba’s side, he would not change a thing, nor could he imagine things being any different.

Sure, back then, he had been weary of Aoba and did not even bother hiding how much he mistrusted him. Though in all honestly, Aoba had not been any better. It took some time for both of them to let their walls down around each other. More on Aoba’s part, if anything. The poor boy’s been hurt so much. He did not just let anyone in. Masaomi was lucky Aoba bothered with him, even though it took a lot of convincing, i.e. pick up lines, flirting and some help from Erika (who secretly shipped them from the start). It all had been worth it because...

Because he could appreciate moments like these.

Masaomi smiled down at Aoba warmly, gently running his fingers through Aoba’s hair, haven already lulled him to sleep. He shifted Aoba into a more comfortable position in his lap, so Aoba’s head was resting against his chest instead of his thigh. He pulled the blanket over them, before kissing the top of Aoba’s head and wrapping his arms around him. He closed his eyes, listening to the soft breathes of Aoba. He drifted off to sleep himself.

‘I love you...’

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Nuuuuuu! (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ Why is this sooooo short! Why must I torture myself like this? Bye~

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Original prompt

https://write-it-motherfuckers.tumblr.com/post/612701584851369984/if-someone-had-told-you-that-you-would-be-in-this

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Aoba: Why are you holding my hand?😐

Masaomi: I  like the way your hand fits in mine.😏

Bouns

Aoba: You're so cheesy😑

Masaomi: Only for you 😉