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Yosuke’s Costume

hey it me back w good ol souyo in comic form 

i have no excuse for this i just wanted to see yosuke’s midriffs ///w///

here’s da sauce for yosk’s costume

EDIT: tumblr is difficult to use.

[0chazuke]

ポケットモンスターキミにきめた！ -  Pokemon Movie 20 manga adaptation | Chapter 7

(part 2 of 2) (go back to part 1)

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Me: How does one mess up Yosuke’s already-messy hair?

Souji: Leave it to me

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reiji please you can’t just say things like that /// 

anyway this inspired me to make a senpai yosk+kouhai souj AU because yosk and reiji has the same JP VA

join me in seiyuu hell pls 

tmw no seme yosk to kabedon you, why live

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drew a sick and slightly depressed souj cos i feel sick and slightly depressed

tablet glitched on me afterwards so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

sorry for shitty boxes

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Here’s a failed attempt at an angst fic, enjoy because i havent written in like 5 years

CW: a n g s t (maybe)

Rating: G-T?

“Hey did you hear? That grey-haired transfer kid left Inaba a few days ago.”

“Is that so? He arrived just as abruptly as he left, why come when you’re gonna leave so soon anyway?”

Yosuke increased the volume of his mp3 player. The last thing he needed to be reminded of right now was the fact that his partner wasn’t here anymore. He searched for his name in the newly posted class roster and headed to class 3-2, ignoring a student with the name of Souji Seta being crossed out at the bottom of the list.

Classes weren’t bad. They were just so frustratingly boring that it makes you want to rip your hair off and regrow them just to rip them off again. Yosuke was preoccupied with random thoughts about anything remotely interesting as an attempt to stay awake from the curse of a sleep-inducing lecture.

“Hanamura-kun! I bet you’re not listening,give me the answer for question 3!”

That definitely caught him off-guard. As a reflex, the brunette leaned forward and whispered to the student seated in front of him.

“Hey sou-“

Wait. That’s not Souji.

Yosuke tried to calm down and glanced through the question written on the board. Hold on, this question seems familiar, he came across it while studying with Souji last year. “um...Mt. Olympus...?”he squeaked nervously.

“Good try Hanamura-kun but I was asking about the tallest mountain in Malaysia. Pay attention next time,”the teacher scoffed while resuming his lesson.

‘Oh crap. Where the fuck is Malaysia anyway,’ Yosuke mumbled while he overheard his classmates whispering to one another.

“Looks like he really is a disappointment, why did that...guy...Seta-san hang out with him anyway? Seta is way cooler than he is!”

“Wow he can’t even answer that? I guess Junes is the only thing he’s good for. “

“He’s useless now that Seta-kun is gone!”

Snickers and whispers were supposed to be soft and barely audible right, but why were they deafening to the brunette? They were loud and they lingered in his mind. Why won’t they get out? Why is this happening?

And for the first time in three years, Yosuke paid full attention throughout the rest of the lecture.

He couldn’t have ran any faster when the bell rang. He needed to escape, albeit for a mere 20 minutes , he has to get out of that place pronto. It was beginning to suffocate him and he didn’t know why. With his legs on autopilot he ended up at the school rooftop. As he barged through he heard two shrieks, very familiar shrieks to be precise.

“Yosuke, don’t scare us like that!”Chie yelped while Yukiko tried looking away. Both of them seemed somewhat guilty and have slightly flushed faces, as if they’d been caught doing something they shouldn’t be doing on school grounds.

“Yosuke-kun, would you mind going somewhere else to eat? I...have something private to discuss with Chie. Sorry.” Yukiko requested nicely but sternly. With Chie right beside her it’d be impossible to leave the roof in one piece if he decided to protest. He merely nodded, understood that his presence was greatly not welcomed to the girls and took his leave silently.

Yosuke was on the verge of tears, how lame and pathetic would it be to cry on your first day in school? Lunchtime was going to be over soon so he decided to hide in the bathroom until the bell rings.

The stall was kind of dark and slightly claustrophobic but compared to the classroom he’d gladly take the offer of staying here for the entire year if he could. As Yosuke wore his headphones, his stomach made a grumble similar to a Shadow that he used to fight. It was at this moment that he realized he actually didn’t pack anything for lunch.

It wasn’t that he forgot, it was more of a reason that...Souji was the one making lunch for them everyday. His heart ached while another realization dawned upon him as he noticed he went to the rooftop because it was his regular meeting spot with Souji during lunch.

As much as he was familiar with Yasogami High, he never felt so foreign and outcasted. He knew that if he stayed in school any longer he would just make a fool out of himself for crying. Yosuke made a mad dash into his class, took his belongings and told the class representative he wasn’t feeling well and left. Fortunate for him, the Class Rep took his reddish nose and croaked voice as symptoms of a flu so he was allowed to leave without questions.

Of course he didn’t go straight home or else his mom would never let him hear the end of it. Deciding to just wander around the small town, once again the brunette let his legs take charge of his destination. The music blared on his headphones as he strolled, ignoring the glances and chatters of housewives and passersby.

He stopped in his tracks, unsurprised that he was currently standing in front of the Dojima Residence. The white scooter that Souji rode was still parked in place. Upon closer inspection, he noticed the key was in place. With that said, Yosuke Hanamura did the dumbest thing he’d ever imagined.

> hey prtnr, u didnt rmve ur scootr key??

Souji replied almost instantly.

> I might have forgot, wait why are you at Dojima’s at this hour Yosuke?

‘Ah crap now I’ve really done it haven’t I.’ Yosuke groaned and replied.

> its a long stry, dnt wry abt it

> I don’t buy it. Is there something bothering you? You can tell me about it, you know you can trust me right, partner?

> cn i call u??

> Now’s not a good time, I’m...still in class. Sorry but I’ll call you when I’m dismissed. Let’s just text for now.

> but u hv clss wont u gt caught??

> That’s not as important as you. You need me at the moment, I can’t just leave you be.

> y r u so nice 2 me, im juz a disapoinman i cnt even spll it rite ...

> I treasure you as my friend and most trusted partner. You’re not a disappointment...You’re special to me Yosuke. I won’t forgive myself if I ignore you when you’re in trouble. Besides, you’d do the same for me too right? We are equals. I want to prove that to you. Please let me.

> i undrstnd, focus in clss , il b alrite, thx prtnr ..

> Remember that I’m here for you. Text me if there’s anything alright?

> i will , cya ltr :)

> :)

Yosuke stared at the screen, breathing a soft sigh. Things were definitely difficult at the moment but everything seemed like they’d turn out fine with Souji’s reassurance. It’s probably wrong, weird and girly to rely on a guy so much but for now that doesn’t matter. Souji may have left Inaba, but he definitely did not leave Yosuke. And Yosuke was content with that.

[yukishotolove0111]

ソウジもマコトも好き！

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