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Hello, I'm Ichinose Tokiya, a member of STARISH. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I'm 18, a senior, and studying to become a singer. If you need anything, feel free to drop by room 101. I'd be willing to collaborate on new songs together or helping with anything else, I'd be glad to. ~~**Affiliated with Charisma High **~~ ~~**Formerly sai-charisma**~~

[cieli-stellati-blog]

Due to stress on my personal life as well as other things, I have decided to withdraw myself from the group. I won’t be a mod anymore either, not that I’ve been doing much anyway. School is starting soon so I won’t have time for it. You can keep following me if you’d like, I will make my blogs indie. But in the end it is up to you. 

I’m sorry for never being around. I don’t even have time to roleplay anymore. So I will not be participating in the group any more.

Thanks to all of those who made my time here fun! 

~Tokiya Mod

[the-one-ring-of-winterfell]

[guitaristotoya-deactivated20160]

So I heard it was your birthday. [Otoya + Tokiya]

Now, don’t think for a second that Otoya forgot what day it was today! Absolutely not. He knew very well, and after running around and stumbling over his own ideas to celebrate it, he finally managed to come up with something.

The original plan had been a surprise party of some kind, but with many of their closer friends being absent, he had a feeling things might not have worked out. No matter! Where there’s a plan A, there’s a plan B.

Tokiya had always been his best friend, and recently, things between them had taken a rather big turn in direction. He wasn’t sure what to call them exactly…. almost-sorta-kinda-maybe-definitely-ABSOLUTELY more than friends? (The word you’re looking for is boyfriends.) Pff, well, if that was the case, then what he had planned could technically be labelled as a date—-

DEAR GOD.

The boy shot up from his reclined position. A date!?!? HE HADN’T THOUGHT OF IT LIKE THAT.

Okay, now really wasn’t the time for this; he had to get going, pronto. With that, the teen got to his feet and began to stretch. “Uwaah, let’s go, go, go." He half cheered himself on before making his way toward the door. (Sure to collect his bag along the way.)

The excitement was simply overbearing as he made his way a whole two doors down from his own. Ohhhohoho, he bets Tokiya thought he’d forgotten all about today. EEEH, THE LOOK ON THE SINGER’S FACE WOULD SURELY BE PRICELESS.

After pulling himself together, FINALLY, and stopping in front the right room, he knocked on the door a couple of times. Pleassseee, please be there.

[tokibuns-blog]

Tokiya had gotten a letter in the mail early that day. He could already tell who it was from by the handwriting on the envelope and threw it on the floor. His brain racked over whether he should open it or not. Either way, he was going to be distressed over it. That wasn't a great way to start the day; especially on this very day.

As he opened the letter, opened up the card, he cringed. There was nothing written there but the print of the card itself. It was the same as every year, but Tokiya hoped his father would write something, anything. He crumpled the paper between his hands and chucked it in the trash.

Not feeling well, emotionally and physically do to stress, he stayed in bed all day. He fell in and out of sleep, his mind trying to keep him awake but his body begging for five more minutes. It was an endless cycle until he finally got up to grab some water and crackers.

He knew he didn't have a cold; it was just feeling sick from all of the pressure he was feeling at that moment. Before he could drown himself in blankets once more, there was a knock at the door.

Reluctantly, he fixed his hair a little before walking slowly to the door. Who would come visit now? His mind was fuzzy as he opened the door, the light from the hallway being a bit too bright. "Ngh..." Once his eyes adjusted, he noticed a just as bright smile directed straight at him. Tokiya's eyes went wide.

"O-otoya...what are you doing here?"

[orewafujoshida]

【うた腐り】トキヤ特集①【イラリク第③】 | AURA:アウラ [pixiv] 

[tokibuns-blog]

I won't be on until late tonight! I going to San Fran! Bye bye~

[tokibuns-blog]

Broken Hearts and Misguided Tears

[guitaristotoya-deactivated20160]

The teen let out a snort! Geez, he was kidding around, but now he couldn’t help but actually imagine a human sized bag of chips…

WOW. That sounded both cool and incredibly unhealthy.

Otoya was just about to say something, when he stopped himself. He was about to babble on about how they could share the bag, but thinking over all that they’d just been through, he wasn’t sure if they’d even be hanging out after purchasing their snacks. Usually, the guitarist would easily suggest such a thing, but this time around… he wasn’t so sure.

It’s not that he was having second thoughts— no, no! He did however need to think everything through properly. There was no doubt about it, he was probably going to be spending that shower in deep thought later— and maybe even some time laying awake in his bed before he could even pretend to fall asleep.

"Uh— here we are." This was no time to be thinking so hard like this! Otoya visibly shook his head (in an attempt to shake his thoughts away along with it), before trotting down the last couple of steps— oh, hey! VENDING MACHINE. Score.

"Hey, I almost forgot that this was here."

[tokibuns-blog]

Tokiya smiled. "I don't see a giant bag of chips, but do you still want these?" He asked, standing next to the vending machine as he watched the teen's face light up with the sight food. Too cute...

"We could still go to to cafeteria if you'd like." He suggested, closing his eyes. The sight of the red head was almost a bit too much to handle. Seeing him happy like that caused the singer's heart to pound heavily in his chest.

[redroseora-deactivated20200626]

[tokibuns-blog]

Broken Hearts and Misguided Tears

[tokibuns-blog]

Tokiya nodded. “Yeah." He smiled, quickly retracting his hand as people walked by them in the hallway. Maybe he wasn’t quite ready for that himself…well, the more Otoya for him them. He smiled a little as they walked side by side. 

"Let’s go get some snacks then, yeah?" He felt blessed; truly blessed. Tokiya honestly couldn’t be happier. Though it might take some time, eventually the entire world would know this his heart and soul belonged solely to the red haired guitarist. No one else. And that wouldn’t change, not even in death.

[guitaristotoya-deactivated20160]

Otoya didn’t take Tokiya’s retraction to heart— honestly, they had all the time in the world to be ready for something like this, right? However, Otoya did find himself walking a little closer to Tokiya than usual, their shoulders almost bumping.

"Good!" He was glad to hear that the singer hadn’t fall into any old habits, working himself silly and all. 

"Waaah, wonder what snacks we can get." The boy tipped his head back, thoughtfully. “Mmm, maybe something with chocolate and the biggest bag of chips ever!" He even spread his arms across. “This big!"

[tokibuns-blog]

As they walked side by side, he had the urge to just hug him to his chest, feeling the other's warmth all to himself. But he couldn't just do that with people around. That would be embarrassing.

"That big, huh?" He chuckled; why is he so cute? "I'm sure they would have one here..." He said, hoping they would. It would put an even bigger smile on his face, and Tokiya really wanted to see that.

[piano-knight]

Comfort

[piano-knight]

Masato’s eyes widened when Tokiya came near. For some reason his heart beat kicked up a few notches as if his body was anticipating something from the raven. He made no move to get away or push the other away. Strangely enough, he wanted whatever was going to come, to come. 

However, when Tokiya only moved away, apologizing once again, the bluenette felt oddly disappointed. A small pout formed on his lips as he stared at the other, mentally willing him to come back and finish what he was about to start. When that didn’t happen, Masato did something that was completely unlike him.

With a huff, he scooted over, taking Tokiya’s face in both of his hands. “If you wont do it, then I will." He said sternly before pulling the other’s head down and pressing their lips together. Yeah, this is what he wanted. 

[tokibuns-blog]

The teen barely had any time to react as he felt two warm hands cupping either side of his face. "Hijirika--" He was cut off by a pair of soft lips pushing against his own. Flushed cheeks and wide eyes graced his face, hands hanging in the air, not knowing what to do.

His lips are so soft...and sweet. Tokiya couldn't help himself as his eyelids fluttered closed and he moved his lips against the other's, fully tasting what the other teen had to offer. And he quite enjoyed it...who knew the bluenette could be so daring? He was thankful for that because he could never bring himself to do that in the first place.

[tokibuns-blog]

Broken Hearts and Misguided Tears

[tokibuns-blog]

The teen smiled. “Walking back seems like a good idea! The piano is far from my mind at the moment." He chuckled and reached down, gently clasping the other’s hand in his own. His face heated up immediately at the fact that he was holing the guitarist’s hand. It was surreal.

"Are you hungry at all? Maybe we can stop by the Cafeteria?" He suggested, not sure of the red head had eaten or not. He squeezed the other’s hand gently, almost reassuring the other.

[guitaristotoya-deactivated20160]

"Ah-" He wasn’t quite expecting the hand holding and it did take him a bit by surprise. It would still take a bit of time before things like this became the norm. Besides, he remembers asking Tokiya for some time, and that still definitely applied. There was just a lot to work out, like, what were they to each other now? Do they tell anyone?? What about Ren, Masato, Natsuki— Everybody else. What about them??

It took a moment, but eventually, Otoya allowed his fingers to slowly lace through Tokiya’s, pushing away all of the questions and troubles out of his mind. 

"Huh?" The teen snapped out of his thoughts. “Oh, I ate already, heh." He confessed, “But snacks sound pretty good!" A bag of chips and some cola! That sounded wonderful, in fact. “What about you? You’ve eaten something today right, Tokiya?"

[tokibuns-blog]

Tokiya nodded. "Yeah." He smiled, quickly retracting his hand as people walked by them in the hallway. Maybe he wasn't quite ready for that himself...well, the more Otoya for him them. He smiled a little as they walked side by side. 

"Let's go get some snacks then, yeah?" He felt blessed; truly blessed. Tokiya honestly couldn't be happier. Though it might take some time, eventually the entire world would know this his heart and soul belonged solely to the red haired guitarist. No one else. And that wouldn't change, not even in death.

[tokibuns-blog]

Broken Hearts and Misguided Tears

[tokibuns-blog]

Tokiya laughed. He hadn’t ever laughed so much in his life, but ever since the red head came into his life, it was as if he brought color to his dull life. It felt incredible. His heart was racing in his chest and he felt so light. He let go of the other with a small sigh.

"I guess I am going soft. It’s all thanks to you." He grinned wide and leaned forward, not liking the lack of contact between them. “Otoya, you’re going to become my addiction." He admitted with a nervous laugh, eyes closing as he rested his chin on the other’s shoulder.

Everything felt right. If he honestly had the chance to stay in this position forever, he would. The guitarist gave meaning to his life, and he was forever grateful for that. He was lucky to have someone like Otoya in his life, and he couldn’t be happier.

[guitaristotoya-deactivated20160]

And before he could stop himself, Otoya threw his arms around the other one last time.

"Don’t ever change, Tokiya."

The guitarist gave the older male a tight squeeze and held it for a few extra seconds, only to let go again, his hand immediately moving to brush away at his own bangs.

It’s funny because they’ve never really hugged like that before. Not in that way at least… it was just different!

He cleared his throat and smiled brightly in return, cheeks still faintly coloured. 

"So, are you gonna stick around here for a while, Tokiya?" He glanced on over toward the now neglected piano. "We could walk back to our dorm together!— If you want." The suggestion was completely innocent, of course.

[tokibuns-blog]

The teen smiled. "Walking back seems like a good idea! The piano is far from my mind at the moment." He chuckled and reached down, gently clasping the other's hand in his own. His face heated up immediately at the fact that he was holing the guitarist's hand. It was surreal.

"Are you hungry at all? Maybe we can stop by the Cafeteria?" He suggested, not sure of the red head had eaten or not. He squeezed the other's hand gently, almost reassuring the other.

[tokibuns-blog]

Broken Hearts and Misguided Tears

[guitaristotoya-deactivated20160]

The guitarist’s lips twitched. He was just dying to speak up and say something, but every time he tried to, a kiss didn’t fail to silence him. And even when Tokiya was finally done speaking, Otoya was rendered speechless anyway.

What a confession and a half. He knew from the beginning that his question was pretty silly, taking everything into consideration. However, there was no harm in making sure that there wasn’t a single bad thing left between them, right? 

But after that— Well, he was definitely convinced now.

"Tokiya.."

Hold on— did Tokiya just call him cute? Otoya couldn’t help but puff his cheeks out almost childishly at that one comment. He wasn’t upset! Just a little embarrassed. (jsdfkjdf)

Either way, he moved a single hand up, finger flicking out to prod lightly at the other’s cheek. He’d never seen Tokiya go through so many different shades of red in so little time. (His own face was no better at this point.) 

"You really are getting soft, huh?" He grinned. “You know, I feel the same." The teen absolutely loved spending time with the singer and they’ve shared such wonderful moments together. Of course, the redhead had always been one to express those feelings before, even if things weren’t quite like this between them at the time.

"Eh? You’re not gonna let go??" Otoya tilted his head, a single eyebrow lifting playfully. “Buuuut we can’t stand here forever! How will we go about our daily routines with us both stuck to each other? Aahaha—" He was completely joking around of course! The teen knew what Tokiya meant, and honestly, it made his heart flutter a bit.

[tokibuns-blog]

Tokiya laughed. He hadn't ever laughed so much in his life, but ever since the red head came into his life, it was as if he brought color to his dull life. It felt incredible. His heart was racing in his chest and he felt so light. He let go of the other with a small sigh.

"I guess I am going soft. It's all thanks to you." He grinned wide and leaned forward, not liking the lack of contact between them. "Otoya, you're going to become my addiction." He admitted with a nervous laugh, eyes closing as he rested his chin on the other's shoulder.

Everything felt right. If he honestly had the chance to stay in this position forever, he would. The guitarist gave meaning to his life, and he was forever grateful for that. He was lucky to have someone like Otoya in his life, and he couldn't be happier.

[mementomori01]

[guitaristotoya-deactivated20160]

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[tokibuns-blog]

Broken Hearts and Misguided Tears

[guitaristotoya-deactivated20160]

Otoya let out such a quiet laugh, nose scrunching up when the other placed delicate kisses onto it.

It was so strange seeing this side of the singer; this almost romantic sort of side. How incredibly sweet like sugar— cavity inducing even! But he reckons he could get used to it all, if Tokiya were to keep him.

"Hmm.." He tipped his head into Tokiya’s hand, letting out a soft and content sigh. 

So much for heading straight to his room and taking a shower. Well, screw that idea, he’d rather just stay here.

"Hey… Tokiya." Otoya lifted his head in a way so that both their noses were brushing off each other.

"We’re ok now, right?" Silly question, especially after these past few minutes, but he needed to hear it again for sure! He needed to know that Tokiya wasn’t still hurting at all.

[tokibuns-blog]

Tokiya pulled away, his eyes looking almost dazed as he glanced down at the guitarist. After a few moments he chuckled. "You're asking that now? After all of that?" His cheeks turned red and he chuckled again some more. "Honestly, you're too cute for my own good." The teen smile and kissed the other quickly.

"You don't understand how happy you make me feel...I just feel like I'm on cloud nine every time I hear you speak...every time you smile...or when you're singing or playing the guitar." His hand reached forward, mindlessly playing with a few red locks. "I'm always happy around you...and I've never felt this way before." Tokiya admitted, kissing him quick again.

"But if I'm too overbearing, let me know, 'kay?" He ran his fingers through the crimson hair. "Now that I have you, I don't feel like letting go." He confessed with a small chuckle, the tint on his cheeks never disappearing. Was this was love felt like?

[brittsmemes]

Send me a ♥ if you want to kiss me send me a ★ if you want to fuck me

[tokibuns-blog]

Broken Hearts and Misguided Tears

[guitaristotoya-deactivated20160]

Otoya snorted! Mostly because he wasn’t expecting the other to ask such a thing.

Ichinose Tokiya, you did not just ask him that question!

The redhead bit down on his lip, trying to hold back the great smile that threatened to tug at the corners. “Mhmm.." He liked it very much. “You’re a good kisser, y’know, Tokiya~" Alright, so it was his first proper kiss, and it wasn’t like he had much to compare it to, but still, it was the sweetest kiss ever and something he’d definitely like share again with the singer.

And just incase his words weren’t quite enough, he shifted his head slightly, so that he could press his soft lips against Tokiya’s ear.

"Heh."

[tokibuns-blog]

Tokiya flinched. Honestly, the teen was too adorable and cute for the taller male that he felt like his heart was going to soar out of his chest. Feeling a pair of hot and gentle lips against his lobe sent a shiver down his spine, curling his fingers around the fabric resting on the red head's shoulders.

One hand lifted up to cup the other's smiling red cheek before leaning down to taste the other, starting at his nose. He kissed there gently, keeping his hand steady and light against the other. Otoya's nose was even sweet; being attracted to this boy may be the end for him. Even so, if sounded like a nice way to go. "I'm glad I could please you, Otoya."

[akaberry]

[tokibuns-blog]

by ゆ香

This cross-over is really sugoi. *q*