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“oh, well if it isn’t tokoyami. what are the chances?” all things considered, the chances were actually abnormally high, considering the fact that hawks rarely ever stepped foot on yuuei’s grounds. so, here he is. grinning down at his favorite birdman from 1-a. “how about some lunch --- it’s about that time, right?”
@tenebroum , called.
A sketch for @tenebroum
Lord help me I can’t draw birds
the warmth of nutmeg & honey glazed laughter & carols fill the air / wrapping paper & ribbons lay on the floor beneath the deep green pine tree. everyone is gathered round in the commons; some of the children still decorating, others playing games by the blazing fireplace & the remaining gathered noisily in the kitchen down the hall. everyone is gathered round --- except one.
young tokoyami had been distant the entire month of december; you’d noticed, & the students had noticed, had actually approached you about their incessant worry. no matter how many times you tried to pry or broach the subject of joining the rest of his peers yourself, though, the boy politely thanked you for your concern, assuring that he was fine before continuing on his way. that doesn’t sit well with you; these children should not already be in the habit of covering everything up with that too familiar phrase. i’m fine. instinct, paternal, tells you the opposite, & it’s that instinct that has you taking the stairs by two’s; they take your breath, like always, but by the time you’ve reached his door you’ve recovered with a smile at the ready. a knock --- no answer, no noise, aside from something anguished & choked off. a jolt of worry has you trying for the handle; finds that it’s unlocked, & slowly nudges open the door,
❛ tokoyami, my boy ! you should come down, you’re going to miss out on all of the --- ❜
your student was hunched in on himself in bed, body shaking --- crying, & the sudden, clawing need to protect the little boy stokes the embers of one for all that smolder scarce & deep in your soul. you feel the familiar power surge over you & the transformation rips through you, a searing bolt of pain --- it’s not enough, all you can do with it is rush forward & hold the boy in front you & hope that your arms are enough to help ease the quiet hysteria, to shelter him from the storm, if even for a little bit. he shakes with the effort of keeping everything held in, & that’s not right, either; again, he’s too young, too small to be internalizing something that would make him crumble like this.
as his crying fades, so does one for all; in the end, it’s just toshinori & a scared child & the far off muffle of christmas music playing downstairs, ❛ it’s alright. you’re alright. i am here, my boy. what happened ? ❜
&&. @tenebroum !!
tenebroum replied to your post: pokemon au. based on his birth place – shizuoka...
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i immediately lost a follower for posting this and you know what? worth it
🎉 !!!
“kiss at midnight ! // accepting !@tenebroum
the sky was lit up. the world shimmering in different colors as the countdown in the background faded. hands gently intertwined with the other’s.
20 ! 19 ! 18 ! 17 ! 16 !
❝ new year, huh ? guess that means a fresh new start. a new time. ❞ seconds pass as fingers tighten, almost as if he needs the steadiness for the wavering future that seemed to stretch out before him. it made him fearful, nervous, but excitement still bubbled there. the fear of the unknown matched with the will of change.
another moment’s pass, ❝ ok, that was kind of cheesy, i admit. ❞ flashes of explosions and sparks of fireworks above would illuminate the world around them. the balcony being secluded as the party behind watched the ball drop.
15 ! 14 ! 13 ! 12 !
the sudden urge to lean down to the other’s level shook him, eyes flickering over to watch the other’s own gaze at the sky. smiling at any sign of enjoyment or awe that may be there. being caught, he would flush, clear his throat slightly as he almost nervously starts to tap his fingers against his arm.
10 ! 9 ! 8 ! 7 !
he adored tokoyami. the sudden thought hit him like a punch to the gut. not many people could get under his skin like that, make him smile and laugh in the way that the other has. as he held the other’s hand tight, shinsou quickly realized that he didn’t want to let go. that he didn’t want to leave the other’s side. he wanted to face the future, and face whatever may come at them hand in hand.
6 ! 5 ! 4 !
love ? a silly word, a word that had lost meaning to him many years ago, but for some reason – in this moment. sparked a whole new warmth in his chest. a nervousness and shaky feeling that he hadn’t experienced prior. shinsou was someone who thought actions through. didn’t act before thinking through possible consequences. now, he didn’t have time to think – well, he had approximately three seconds to think.
3 ! 2 ! 1 !
he moved without thinking, crouching as his hand settles at the side of the other’s features. a gentle press of lips to the other’s beak. awkward at first, but weren’t all first kisses ? a moment’s pause, before he’s pulling away, slowly changing into a darker shade as the moment’s pass.
❝ sorry, i, uh, wasn’t thinking. i hope that was … ok ? ❞
awkward laughter as the shouts of the new year were played as background music, fingers quietly moving to hold the other’s hand once more, interlocking fingers just lose enough to hang together.
HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!
@tenebroum
IT’S HIM. HIS WAS a face Eri wasn’t soon to forget. She recognized him as someone who made the music with the lady on stage at the Cultural Festival. That day... was the most fun ever! Pink dusts Eri’s cheeks as she remembers it. Eri had been planning on trying to say ‘thank you’ to all the heroes she met at UA, even the ones not involved with her rescue because of how fun the Cultural Festival was.
ERI OPENS HER MOUTH to try and then falls silent, another string of thoughts coming to her mind at a dangerous rate and she shifts her weight, her rush of positive emotion replaced with discomfort and worry.
HIS FACE WAS... KIND OF SCARY... kind of like those masks...
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absolutely.
you heard it here, folks.
@handcrushed has been officially dubbed prom flower boy.
“You don’t need to apologize.”
anxiety starters // no longer accepting !@tenebroum
he felt like he had to. he felt like with every shuddering breath – every struggle for a single word. he had to apologize. shinsou’s features would clench and his face would burrow further into the blankets. had he expected that his significant other would be able to get into the room so easily he would have – well, tried to at least put on some kind of act that everything was FINE.
that everything was NORMAL.
head burrows against the other as he just pulls himself tighter into the covers, gaze focused downward as shaking breaths escape. say what you want, he was at least thankful that this anxiety attack didn’t come with a double dose of HYPERSENSITIVITY.
