#ricochets

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Happy Birthday @kabuki-akuma 🎉😄🎊 amd Here is Your Boi Rico and My Boi Rico are here to celebrate your birthday.But then Rico finds out that this cake is an ugly drawing and cried silently😶

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Ricochets of Despair and Passion Ch 5

Characters: Ugetsu, Akihiko, OC Word Count: 1,099 Tags: Angst, fluff A/N: I kinda forgot to be editing and posting this... oops

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Ugetsu was just getting to the music room and setting up, finishing the thermos of coffee he’d finally managed to brew right, when he heard footsteps. He turned with a grin, eager to play with Auguste again after his grueling weekend, only to find Akihiko in the doorway. “Aki,” he said, surprised and dismayed and happy all at once.

“Hey,” Akihiko replied. His hand rested on the door jam as if holding himself back. Like he was afraid to actually step into the room. 

Ugetsu waited a few moments for him to say something else before filling the silence himself. "I heard you entered another competition with violin. Think you'll place above fourth this time?" 

Akihiko's eyes widened a bit. "Ah… Yeah I might get third," he said, looking away. He took a breath. "I actually just came to let you know we have a band competition next week." 

"Mafuyu told me." 

Akihiko nodded. "Will you come?" 

Ugetsu couldn't quite keep himself from falling into the usual cadence of their conversations. "Are you at a level you can show me?" 

"Yes," Akihiko replied without hesitation. 

Ugetsu stared at him, noting the small changes he missed forming over the past months. He wasn't sure if they were more from finally breaking away from Ugetsu, or from Haruki's influence. Neither option made him particularly happy. 

"I might be able to make it." He'd already told Mafuyu he would likely be there. He tensed as Auguste appeared behind Akihiko. 

"Oh, sorry. I will come back."

"No need," Ugetsu called. "Unless there was something else?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at Akihiko. 

Akihiko shook his head, eyeing Auguste when he stepped back. 

Auguste stood in the doorway and watched Akihiko walk away. Then he lingered, as he always did, until Ugetsu motioned him inside. "Rival?" 

With a soft snort, Ugetsu pulled out his violin. "My ex," he replied, not giving Auguste a chance to respond as he started on his skills. 

He wanted to punch Akihiko for showing up like that. They were done. There was no need to keep scraping open old wounds by seeing each other.

Maybe in time they could be friends, but that would be a long time coming. Every time he saw Akihiko, it just reminded him of what he longed for but could never have. What made it even worse was he'd been, if not happy , at least content. In the beginning, anyway. 

He knew his irritation was bleeding into his music, but he didn't care. He was just relieved he could still connect to it. 

When he finally moved into playing something, he let his frustration and anger free, pouring it into an angry, frantic melody that almost hurt his ears. 

Auguste wasn't playing and made no move to join in, and that only made him angrier. 

A very small part of him wanted to break his violin over the piano, but he knew it would fade. He just needed to get it out of his system. 

Usually he'd vent into his music at home, when he'd calmed enough the violent urges passed. But this room had become a similar sort of sanctuary. One where he was free to pour out the turmoil of emotions and be met with a similar melody that reflected them. 

The silence he got in return now was grating. 

When Auguste finally lifted his bow, it was to play a single, keening note. Like a scream. 

It was enough to startle Ugetsu, but after years of practice at continuing no matter what, he didn’t stop playing. He did slow the frantic pace at least. His arm was already protesting starting off with something so intense. 

When Auguste started to play, it was quiet. A gentle rhythm that said shhh, shhh. Breathe now. 

Ugetsu snarled internally. He didn’t want to calm down. He wanted to yell at Akihiko. To punish him as much as he wanted to punish himself. To blame Akihiko for clinging to him for so long, while silently pleading for it to be enough himself. For Akihiko finally just letting go.

He hated this. He hated feeling. Sometimes he envied Mafuyu and his dulled emotions, but he knew that was part of the reason Mafuyu had such a hard time with his songs. 

Music was driven by emotions. Gave voice to them. Invoked them in others. 

Until Mafuyu found a trigger that let him experience the full range of emotions again, he’d continued to struggle. 

Ugetsu wasn’t sure which side of that coin was more of a curse.

When Auguste merely continued the slow rhythm, Ugetsu responded with a keening note of his own. Deeper and resonating with helplessness. 

Auguste didn’t falter. Shhh, shhh, breathe. Shhh, shhh, it’ll be okay. 

Fuck you, he played black, glancing at Auguste in defiance.

Auguste chuckled and deepened the melody. Lash out all you want, I’m not leaving. 

Ugetsu finally stopped playing, breathing harder than he should have been. He wanted to punch Auguste just to prove a point, but the anger was already fading, leaving him exhausted.

Auguste slowed and let his notes fade, lowering his instrument as he studied Ugetsu. “I don’t know how you played like that without changing your expression.”

“Practice,” he replied, turning and setting his violin in its case.

“Are you alright?”

Ugetsu closed his eyes with a sigh. “I will be,” he answered quietly, the next words escaping before he could think better of it. “How about dinner tonight?” (Bad idea.) He was manipulating his own feelings just to keep a stable connection to music, but if it worked, it worked. At this point, he couldn’t deny Auguste was a renewable source of inspiration. He could question his shitty life choices later.

He glanced at Auguste in time to see him blink, a flush blooming across his nose.

“Sure, but I... I don’t date.”

Ugetsu grinned and picked up his phone. “Neither do I.” (Not exactly a lie.) Dating implied there was room for feelings to develop. He’d only made the mistake of letting that happen once. He texted Auguste his address as he added, “I’ll make dinner. What would you like?”

“Anything is fine.”

“My culinary arts expertise stops at scrambled eggs, pasta, and ramen.”

Auguste laughed. “You are not a genius in the kitchen as well?”

“My spaghetti is a work of art.”

“Spaghetti is fine. Though this is starting to feel like a date.”

Ugetsu winked as he packed up. “You can have a date without dating,” he said, enjoying the fresh burst of color across Auguste’s nose as he turned to leave.

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Ricochets

by Myinnerfangilr

Harry used to love sitting on the single iron bench facing the water. He would roll the stones under his feet, looking for the flattest ones. Placing them on his lap, he would clean away the dirt, before offering them to Louis: “Four ricochets and you get a kiss.” “Four ricochets and you marry me.” “Do four ricochets, Louis, and I might finally give you an answer.”

A story of love and grief.

Words: 1048, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: One Direction (Band)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Original Character

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Additional Tags: Kid Fic, Grief/Mourning, Angst, Birthday fic for the talented Addy, who makes us suffer by writing beautiful angsty fics, where Louis is in physical or emotional pain, So I thought I would write one just for her, because that's what friends do, Love you to the moon and back, Happy Birthday Addy!!!!

via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' http://ift.tt/2xmqNzu

[odelias]

jayla!!!! the new gif header <3333

thank you laura 🥺🥺

[witch]

nic how are you!!!

laura! 💕 i’m doing really well! how have you been?

[evermoredeluxe]

have you tried that salmon tik tok recipe

i don’t have kewpie mayo :/