#superioritycmplx

[loveisdangerous1111]

Your emo phase didn't end btw it just matured into dark academia

[valuehope]

@superioritycmplx​ asked: shut up and kiss me. // intimacy

    ADMITTEDLY, Makoto knows he should have gone about this...better. It isn’t that he hasn’t taken time to think about it! In actuality, he’s probably spent...way too much time with their relationship on his mind, staring off into space as he goes over every little thing, WONDERING what it might mean— Byakuya has always been a more difficult person to read, and even as they grow more accustomed to each other’s presence ( both understanding one another and a real connection instead of the initial hostility ), Makoto knows he isn’t exactly one for talking about emotions. Which means, even through what he thinks is flirting, the time spent together, and the more clear advances, the other hasn’t said a word about WHAT exactly they are. 

     He had been mulling over the thought of bringing it up, but the second he actually does, it’s...an IMPULSIVE moment. The question blurted seemingly out of nowhere, before his eyes go wide as he realizes what he just said, and quickly tries to save it— at least, he should explain what he’s thinking! Except it ends up more like rambling ( wasn’t he at least DECENT at talking to people? ), and the longer Byakuya’s gaze bores into him, the more he begins to think this was a mistake. 

  Until Byakuya interrupts him, and Makoto quickly catches his own breath, words slowing to a sudden halt. Oh. Is that...? Well, it isn’t an ANSWER, but it can’t mean something bad— unsure if it’s Byakuya’s way of saying yes or avoiding the topic, but at least it means he wants to...continue what they have. 

     The pause only lasts a brief moment, but it feels all too long while his head spins, so in a moment of bravery, Makoto’s hands settle against Byakuya’s chest, standing on his tiptoes while he gently pulls the other downwards, before letting his eyes fall closed and pressing their lips together. Warmth floods through him with a soft hum, and as his heart pounds in his chest, he quickly realizes they’ll figure this out, just in their own way, and he’s willing to wait as long as it takes. 

[heirofgryffindorsblog]

Why do i feel the need for everyone to be sexually attracted to me?

[heartsunholy]

@superioritycmplx​ said: ‘ mistletoe ’ @ kyoko :')

oh ho, the mistletoe, hung where you can see // not accepting

She fully blames Makoto and Aoi. 

They had convinced her to make an appearance at this holiday party and...well, frankly, it was better than spending Christmas on her own, in her little apartment with her takeaway meal. And it was...nice, actually. She didn’t expect a Future Foundation Christmas party to be so...jovial. But with Hiro offering palm readings, Aoi supplying plenty of alcohol, and Chihiro and Makoto engaging her in conversation, it was...really nice.

That is, until she excuses herself to the restroom and quite literally bumps into Byakuya on the way out.

It would have been a simple apology with the two going about their way, had it not been for a tipsy Aoi cheerfully calling out a reminder that there’s mistletoe above them. Hiro and Hina are cheering, Toko is sputtering - in more confusion than indignation - and Makoto and Chihiro, the traitors, are snickering quietly at her expense.

And Byakuya? Well, only because Kyoko can read him so well does she notice the slight flush to his face, the flicker of...embarrassment? quickly covered up by annoyance in his eyes. They’re gonna be hearing about this for the rest of the night, no matter the outcome, damned whether they do it or they don’t. So...it’s best to get it over with. Which is why she takes a deep breath, steadies her gaze, and leans in for just a second, two seconds...

It’s chaste. It’s simple. It leaves their friends satisfied enough for Kyoko to duck around Byakuya and finally make her way to the bathroom. So why, when she catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror, is her face so red?

[parakosms-a]

so on this episode of simpville,

[valuehope]

@superioritycmplx​ asked: 33. An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it. smh // 50 types of kisses

    IT’S ONLY THE TWO OF THEM IN THE LIBRARY, every other nook and cranny of the room empty aside from bookshelves and tables— frankly, a part of Makoto is surprised that Byakuya didn’t immediately order him to leave at the risk of disturbing his quiet presence, or maybe that sort of reaction has become a thing of the past by now. He doesn’t think he’s ever one hundred percent sure when it comes to what Byakuya Togami might be thinking, but Makoto is happy to stay for awhile. 

    What he didn’t exactly realize at first, though, was how close he had accidentally gotten— he was only trying to grab a book! But the brush of their shoulders ( well, more like Makoto’s shoulder and Byakuya’s arm with the difference between their heights ) lasts a little too long, and instead of just MOVING like he should have, Makoto stays frozen barely inches away when Byakuya turns to look at him. His heartbeat grows quicker than before ( why is it so much faster? ), along with the heat that rises to his face. “Ah, sorry, I didn’t realize you were right here!” Pause, and Byakuya says nothing...oh. “Riiight, I’ll just...mov-”

   That’s when his words are CUT OFF by the sudden kiss, lips crashing into Byakuya’s as he feels himself guided upwards by the collar of his shirt, letting out a surprised hum even as his eyes fall closed— what the hell?! Byakuya just kissed him, he is kissing him, and as shocked as he is, Makoto thinks he’s wanted this for awhile.

       “Oh...” He breathes the moment they pull apart, no doubt bright red. Between surprise and inexperience, Makoto has a feeling he wasn’t exactly great at it, he needs another chance. “What are y- what are you doing?!”

[valuehope]

@superioritycmplx​ asked: [ teach ] :3c // non sexual acts of dominance

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly

     THE ATMOSPHERE OF THE ARCHIVE IS TENSE, a small room in the corner of the library with dust clinging to some of the shelves and an abundance of files that Makoto had assumed were left unread for a long time. After all, who would need to go over all this old information anyways?— especially in their situation! It’s one of the reasons Makoto finds himself so confused when Byakuya seems to pull him ( of all people, no less ) there. But he goes along with it, figuring that even if he did mind all that much, he wouldn’t have a CHOICE in the matter anyways. 

    Biting the inside of his cheek, he grips the edge of the papers laid out in front of him, scanning the information; except, he can’t figure out why Byakuya would want him to look at this? Aware of the intimidating presence over his shoulder, he’s just about to ask what exactly he’s looking for, when he feels a light, yet firm grip against his hand, guiding him to turn to the RIGHT page of the file. Makoto’s eyes go wide almost immediately, inhaling sharply and glancing towards Byakuya— he managed to annoy the heir even further, didn’t he? 

     “Heh— SORRY, you didn’t really tell me where you wanted me to look-” Annnd he just made it worse. In an attempt to change the topic and ignore the embarrassed flush, he asks, “I mean, WHY...exactly, do you want me to see this again?” 

[icaruscmplx]

[TXT] : come over.

Initially, Leon's response to his phone buzzing near his face is to ignore it. He's close to letting his nap take him completely, and he's plenty cozy when it's delivered. Anything that comes his way in this stage usually isn't seen until much later.

…What if this time is different, though? What if someone needs help? Or what if something terrible happened and he has to know about it now? Yeah, no. He can't risk that. He cracks an eye open to glance at the screen, half expecting some horrible message to be awaiting him-

Oh. It's Byakuya, and it's fine, actually. More than fine. Suddenly he's not even tired anymore.

[ TXT ]: not even a please? [ TXT ]: its like you dont even want me there dude 🙄

He's already on his way towards the door by the time he actually sends the message.

[ TXT ]: i guess i'll come over [ TXT ]: i dont wanna hear it if i end up using you as a pillow again though