#soupfulness

[josai]

"please, please, i'll do anything just talk to me" from the angst prompts? im rEadYY

Hajime closes his eyes, leaning his forehead against the closed door of the bathroom.

His head’s spinning. Everything hurts. How did he not know- how did he not see? He fucked up, fucked up hard, fuck-

His heart is racing in his chest, thrumming so loudly that he can feel it in his fingertips. He closes one hand into a fist, feeling the prick of each of his fingernails against his palm, desperate to calm down his racing heart.

But it’s not working.

He can’t get upset now. He can’t panic.

“Tooru,” he says, again, a desperate plea. He opens his eyes, staring at the door in front of him. The panic is rising more quickly than usual. When was the last time he heard from him? Was it really this morning, at breakfast?

The silence that greets him makes his stomach drop.

Tooru’s words from this morning are banging around inside of his head.

I think I need some time, he’d said, pushing around the eggs on his plate, not eating. I don’t know about… all of this.

Hajime had played it off - yeah, things had been tough lately, but this?

Okay... it’s been hard. They can’t be together as often as they’d like. They’re both busy, and Hajime has his responsibilities, not to mention their families-

Fuck, what a mess this is.

It’ll be fine, it’s always fine-

It has to be-

He loves Tooru so, so much. He’s not just his boyfriend, he’s not just his best friend, he’s a part of him. Their lives are so intricately intertwined that he really can’t even fathom a world without Tooru in it. Even just the thought hurts, shakes him down to his core. He can’t let that happen- he won’t let that happen.

“Please, please, Tooru, I’ll do anything, just talk to me.” Hajime bites his lip, leaning his body weight against the door. His body feels so fucking heavy. He needs to hear his voice, needs to feel his warmth, touch his skin, make sure all of this is real.

Hajime falls quiet, leaning against the door and listening. It’s quiet, so quiet that it hurts, until…

He hears shifting from the other side of the door.

Straightening up, Hajime strains to listen. He breathes in, air inflating his lungs again at this small confirmation - Tooru’s in there, he’s okay, he’s alive, fuck-

“Tooru?” Has Hajime’s voice always been so small? “Tooru, baby…” his voice catches in his throat, it’s all coming down on him too fast. He’s overwhelmed, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. Why won’t he talk to me-

There’s more shifting, and a press against the door. Hajime’s stomach is in knots by this point. He tries to take a slow breath, tries to calm his racing heart because it’s so loud that even Tooru must be able to hear it by now.

Another breath in, and then out.

His heart rate slows, just a little. But it’s enough. Enough to calm his body, enough to focus, to try and reign in all of these feelings.

The doorknob turns, and Hajime watches as the door is pulled open. So slowly, so tentative. It only opens halfway before he sees Tooru standing inside.

He looks so defeated.

Eyes red from crying, skin pale, expression pained. He’s looking down at the floor, his gaze slowly shifting upwards until his eyes meet Hajime’s. He rubs his arm with a hand, looking uncomfortable under Hajime’s fixed stare.

“Tooru-”

“Can we do this?” Tooru asks. His lower lip is trembling. “I can’t- I need- I just don’t-” he squeezes his eyes shut, trying to hold back tears. “Hajime-”

So many words bubble up in Hajime’s throat. Yes, repeatedly, we can; choruses of I need you and please don’t leave me. But he can’t just make empty promises. It’s now or never - he knows that if he lets Tooru walk out, he won’t be walking back into his life again.

“Yes,” Hajime nods hurriedly, reaching out to grab Tooru’s shoulders. “Yes, yes, yes, we can. We will, okay? Nothing- nothing else matters.” He takes a step closer, and Tooru doesn’t push him away. He’s shaking hard now. “I love you. That’s what matters.”

Tooru meets his eye, gaze teary. “Can we have this? Can we make it work?”

Hajime’s heart feels like it’s about to burst out of his chest. Can they? They have to. Have to.

Instead of answer again, Hajime pulls Tooru into a long, tight hug.

The kind of hug that can glue back broken pieces.

Tooru squeezes him back, voice heavy with emotion. “I love you too, Hajime.”

[mikazau]

Oikawa Rarepair Week; Day One

Prompt: birthdays //  height  // soulmate Pairing: Oikawa Tooru & Kunimi Akira

This is dedicated to @soupfulness and her Kunimi & Oikawa comic that was recently posted. It was completely captivating and for the start of this week, I wished to try write something for that particular rare pair as I seemed to find potential in two-

I’ll be trying to write for the whole of @oikawararepairweek and hopefully I’ll get through it. Thank you to all who stopped off to follow, repost, like or just take a moment to read!

As always, if you have any questions, feel free to message or send through an ask. Constructive criticism is always welcome and gladly received.

A Shadow of a Doubt

In this world, one’s soulmate are not determined by a matching mark. Neither the first words formed upon one’s lips, nor the names that curl around their body, the basis of pairings that are meant to be. Instead, one looks for shadows.

A person has their character, their personality with both flaws and perfections. A shadow is a reflection of the person, something that follows them around unknowingly, forever stuck to their owners. They display all that you are, all that you can be and all that you might be.

However, to find your shadow back, one must first find their soulmate. For those who have another destined for them at birth, will be born with their soulmate’s shadow that forever trails them around. To get their own back, there must be mutual understanding between the pair with all things between the two resolved. And a simple kiss will do the trick.

Kunimi was never one to care about soulmates. Why bother going forth with one’s soulmate if they were already infatuated with another? He wasn’t as lazy as everyone thought he was and even if he was lazy, the raven haired male was not one to abandon ship without considering it first.

It took him far longer than expected for him to spot it, but when he did, he could not help wondering- Wondering why. Why did the universe think a person like him would suit someone like Oikawa Tooru? Oikawa was popular, hardworking, skilled in volleyball and he did not stand a chance of being next to him as a soulmate, much less as a partner. There would be many that would glance at him with both envy and spite for snatching away the bachelor from his pedestal, so he wouldn’t. However Kunimi could not deny any part of it. It was not a lie that they were soulmates when the wavy haired shadow clung to him, standing upright unlike him and still undeniably good looking despite not being the real person. It was not a lie when he spotted his shadow trailing the infamous senior, boring flat hair and all. It was not a lie to say that he, Kunimi Akira, held the position that many a girl (and possibly boy) would die to have. He never planned on telling though, not when-

“Kunimi-chan~” That familiar teasing voice was accompanied by an arm that swung around his shoulder and the person in his thoughts appeared at his side. More than likely, the third year was going to end up requesting for help in some ridiculous thing- “You’ll protect me from Iwa-chan right?”

Before the smaller male could reply, Iwaizumi appeared at the other end of the corridor, shooting the setter a glare as he stormed over. Kunimi held respect for both of them, but even he knew not to get in the vice-captain’s way when he was about to lecture his childhood friend.

“Oi! Don’t bother our juniors!”

“Ehhh? But Kunimi-chan here doesn’t mind, does he?” As the two began to bicker over him, Kunimi drifted back into his thoughts. It doesn’t take much to notice that the two popular third years were meant for each other. Oikawa and Iwaizumi balanced out, setter and ace, captain and vice-captain. And as much as he wanted to get the truth out and the soulmate business over with, he was not stupid enough to interfere whilst the two were still sorting out things. To be honest though, it wasn’t him that was the problem, it was the masses of girlfriends Oikawa had. They were all pretty, chatty, wonderful unlike him-

Suddenly, the weight off his shoulders vanished.

“Iwa-chan is too slow~”

“Get back here Trashykawa!” Luckily, Oikawa managed to avoid Iwaizumi by disappearing off quickly, having learned from previous experiences that sticking around would only get the currently annoyed male riled up even more. Iwaizumi’s brows furrowed. Following that, a sigh soon escaped his lips as the annoyance went out with the breath he was holding in. Kunimi took it as his indication to leave.

“Kunimi.” Iwaizumi hesitated before allowing the next words to sound the air. “He might be stupid, but he is looking for you.” Oh. Iwaizumi knew. Although Oikawa was the observant one, the raven haired male was still able to take in things. Especially for his teammates and friends.

Awkwardly, a hand went to run through his hair as the first year turned back around.

“I would only hold him back.” Came the indifferent voice. “And even Iwaizumi-san would be more suited for Oikawa-san than me.” It was then that his shadow - or rather, Oikawa’s - decided to speak up by giving a protest. You couldn’t feel a shadow’s touch, but you could still see their actions. How he pointed towards Iwaizumi. Listen to him, the shadow seemed to say, stomping his feet when Kunimi didn’t quite do as he was told.

A laugh sounded the air as Iwaizumi let out what he had been holding in. “He’s just like Oikawa- Childish, stubborn and demanding.” As   if offended, the shadow started complaining, crossing his arms. Knowing Oikawa, the shadow most probably would be pouting now. Having seen this many times before, he only gave a glance and sighed.

“He would be happy to know.”

“I’m not going to ruin his birthday with this.”

There was no use fighting with Kunimi on this matter, not when he was this stubborn and had thought about this over the years already.

Perhaps one day it would be him instead of that girl, fingers entwined as he smiled quietly along to some ridiculous thing that Oikawa was saying. Maybe their shadows would match as they walked together slowly - softly - footsteps sounding in the silent air. Not today though.

“Someday, I’ll tell him, Iwaizumi-san, but not this day.” For now, he held his distance and his admiration, quietly waiting for the future around the corner. If it came to him, it did and there was no point forcing it. 

[theafictionado]

m-may i ask what the title of this 'steampunk murder daughter show' anime is (lol)? cause i too am easily sold if there's cool fight choreography no matter what

It’s Princess Principal, which is currently airing at the moment! It’s about a group of young women doing missions as spies in a steampunk fantasy version of turn-of-the-century London. 

It drew me in just for the Cool Factor, but I’ve discovered it’s… actually, like, good?? Consistently well-written, has characters I care about, and mysteries I want to see solved. Definitely recommend!

[sorceressrinoa]

4, 5, and 35 for the kh ask meme? :)

4. in bbs which character order do you play in?

aqua -> aqua -> terra, reluctantly -> ven, even more reluctantly

i do full playthroughs pretty rarely... once i finish up in 2FM i’m probably going to do a recommended-order one, though!

5. have you cried at any point in the series?

have i ever stopped crying. trailers & events actually get me a little worse than the games proper these days but kh is the one fictional thing that kind of just makes me sob whenever it wants

35. favourite scene?

oh god. uh. it’s probably something namine-flavored from recom or a xion scene from days? khux’s quest 555 is, up there too

[sorceressrinoa]

soupfulness replied to your post: 4, 5, and 35 for the kh ask meme? :)

Ohhh I usually find that people play aqua last because of how her scenario ties up the whole bbs plot! how was the experience playing aqua first then terra&ven?

I was going to say that wasn’t my first playthrough order, but I... think it may have been, actually? but even then I’d been spoiled for most of the game, so I wasn’t going in blind by any means

[undercover-witch]

soupfulness replied to your post: I’ve been playing Assassin’s Creed 3 remastered. I...

i dont remember much of ac3 but it was the first ac game whre i completely gave up trying to accomplish the optional mission objects lol

oh same lol. you gave up coz of the bad controls, i’m sure.

[kurozu501]

soupfulness replied to your photoset “i cant stop laughing at saber’s face. She just looks so unimpressed....”

look at that nonchalant face. wasn't it revealed that sakura was rider's master in this route tho? i dont remember HF that well haha. did shinji had a book thingy he used to command rider?

yeah, its revealed this route, but that comes later. This confrontation is pretty much the first post-prologue fight in the route, and one of the first ways hf starts to shake up the formula you got used to in fate/ubw is by knocking out the shinji/rider faction right away. Rider doesn’t actually die here tho, and comes back later.