leaves light kisses on all of aone's face.
Happy polar bear.
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@teppekiaone
leaves light kisses on all of aone's face.
Happy polar bear.
kowaremasen:
pls ….
Zero sympathy.
kowaremasen:
im wounded.
Definitely deserved it.
kowaremasen:
i am wounded.
Kinda deserve it.
kowaremasen:
“ i didn’t do anything, i swear! “
Okay.
kowaremasen replied to your post:takanobu ♥♥♥
I DIDNT GET IN A FIGHT WITH ANYONE !!!!! LET ME LIVE !!!
Squints. A lot.
takanobu ♥♥♥
Who’d you get in a fight this time, Kenji?
@captaintrashcat
#truebeauty d'you love my smile now
Unfortunately.
If I were a cat I’d spend all 9 lives with you
Roses are red, violets are blue, I didn’t know what perfect was until I met you <3
You're so cute its distracting
I'm cold, can I use you as a blanket?
Wraps his arms around him tightly.
'Hey, tie your shoes! I don’t want you falling for anyone else~' Cue him winking at Aone
i think i flunk my exam so im coping by drawing the boyfriend u q u
Reblog if you are willing to do toxic ships
Not every love is sweet and kind Sometimes, love is dangerous Poisonous, addictive, obsessive Leaving emotional, mental and physical scars Don’t want to walk away, refuse to let go To need, no matter how much it hurts To know the same pain is returned Because some don’t want just the sweet They crave the bitter too
aone studying to become an architect. 。(>ω<。)
If a thousand painters worked for a thousand years, they could not create a work of art as beautiful as you.
He doesn’t know how to take it, at first. People don’t say those kinds of things about him (only ever cold words and colder shoulders, and he does his best to ignore them usually, but he’s so used to the cold that the warmth of words like these pulls pink onto his cheeks and he can’t bring himself to look at Kuroo’s face).
Aone’s gaze drops, falls to look down at the ground as the corners of his mouth twitch up. A large hand lifts, as well, fingers grabbing a loose hold of the elder’s shirt at the hem.
(But, as always, no words. What could he possibly say to something like that?)