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UPDATING THE PAGES IS MY NEW HOBBY PLS DONT READ THEM THEY ARE ALL TERRIBLE
in bursts the mikuo. he snuggles the bf & gives them a big smooch right on the lips bc he missed them a lot
The Mikuo bf is now a bloosh.
He’s still trembling when he reaches out to the other, taking a grip on his lover’s hand and pulling them inside, closing the door behind them, just so nobody outside would hear anything. Mikuo is quiet as he listens to what the other has to say, closing his eyes lightly as fresh tears welled in them. “I-I’m sorry..” he mutters, covering his face with his hands and beginning to softly sob into his palms. Nobody should have to see him, much less handle him when he’s in such a mood & is just so difficult to control. Company was nice, he supposed, but placing a burden on Len was something he couldn’t forgive himself for, even if their words did make him feel just the tiniest bit better. “I-I–” he can’t even bring himself to speak any further, pulling his hands away and looking up at the other. You could tell just by looking at him he was a wreck, by the shaking and tears alone, but if you actually glanced into his eyes, they held nothing but overwhelming sadness and mourning, along with an overcast of something not pinpointed. Whatever it was, it was just a gateway to how far gone this boy was.
Gentle hands are placed on the other’s shoulders, giving a soft squeeze before Len gently tugged Mikuo forward to hug him. Warm tears are wiped against the other’s cheek and sleeve while they tighten their grip just a bit, just to make sure their beloved was right there.
A soft kiss is given to Mikuo’s cheek before they cease the embrace. “My dear, you don’t have to talk about it--I understand, but...You...You don’t have to be alone in it. I’m here...I promise I’m not leaving...”
hey oliver, do you have nipples on your tattoos
“Why in the living hell would I have ??? What???”
& here is a new years kiss for the boyfriend.
He be blushin!!! He gives a lil kiss back and cuddles him.
He wasn’t planning on opening the door for anybody anytime soon, but he figures it’s either deathly important or someone’s just deathly determined, judging by how it’d been, what, ten, fifteen minutes straight there had been pounding on his door. It’s a miracle he even manages to drag himself out of bed, movements shaky. He nearly trips over his own feet a multitude of times on his way over to the door, unlocking and opening it. It’s easy to tell how upset he is– his hair is a ruffled mess, eyes red & puffy from crying with a terrifyingly distant look in them, makeup and tear lines still staining his cheeks.
“Mn?” he can hardly talk, but he can sure as hell try. “What is it..?”
“Oh thank fuck--” They didn’t intend to be so loud when that came out, but they were just so, very relieved. Their beloved wasn’t in the best shape and clearly not happy, yes, but he was alive. “I thought you were gone, the thought wouldn’t go away and you weren’t answering, I--I was so scared that I’d lost you I-I...” After wiping their own tears off their cheeks and trying to calm down, they give a shaky breath. “I..I’m so relieved you’re alive..”
They didn’t want to approach out of fear of upsetting the other and took a deep breath, “Mikuo, please--if something’s wrong, I’m here for you...I’ll listen if you need to talk and I’ll hold you if you need to cry...You don’t have to be alone..”
Anonymously or not, tell me who you ship my muse with.
(( This blog is probably gonna get remade due to how much it gets ignored. Like it’s been ignored enough for it to be like people do it on purpose.
I’ve tried interacting with other muns, the other person that runs this blog has tried, we’ve both posted starters, asked for asks, and so on. But it’s ignored almost every single time so--yee... ))
‘I licked it, so it’s mine’ -unhappy len
Send ‘I licked it, so it’s mine’ for my muse’s response to yours licking them and saying that.
“Well.. you’re not wrong.”
“I claim you as my smol.”
What kind of "charactershaming" sign would you hang around my muse's neck?
(( ayyyyy
I’m gonna fix up the pages and add the charcters the other mun and I tALK about but like we’re rarely on this blog because I have like 50 and the other mun doesn’t really care it’s just kinda like “u kno I wOULD but how about nah” ))
He's going to gently crawl on Mikuo. This is how he's decided to wake him up, just lie on him for like 2 minutes and if it doesn't work, just sleep on him. ((here u go. . ))
Sleepy Mikuo did not plan on waking up anytime soon, however when Len just lays on him his eyes open the tiniest bit. Two blinks before he rolls over, causing Len to fall off and end up beside him. He snuggles up to his boyfriend, yawning and nuzzling his head under the other’s chin. “Can we cuddle, angel?” his voice is groggy due to his just barely waking up and all, seeming like he’s about to fall right back asleep any minute now.
Len’s thin arms gently wrap around his beloved, gently snuggling the tealette and giving him a tiny pat to the face. “Always–but you still have to get up soon.” It wasn’t that either of them had to leave later (as much as Len was aware), he just wanted to spend some time with the other. But something public–like going to the theater or something cheesy or maybe the mall. Just anywhere outside the house. It was kind of in a way to say ‘This is my boyfriend, look how hot he is’.
Send me a “❀” and I’ll do an IC voice recording of my muse talking about yours.
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He supposes he should’ve assumed Len wouldn’t be open to the idea, but he can’t help but feel a bit disappointed with the blatant refusal. Eyes move up to look at Len, back down, at Len, and back down again, hands squeezing onto the other’s for dear life, as if he’d die should he dare let go. His mouth opens to speak, then closes, worried his voice would do nothing but crack and break as he talked. After taking a moment to compose himself, he looks back up at Len and shakes his head, burying his face against his chest.
“There is a need to do that.. I don’t care what they do to me, them messing with the one I love is unacceptable. I really don’t want to upset you or whatever by saying this.. I know you don’t want me involved but I’m going to meet them and I’m going to stop what they’re doing, no matter what.”
The silence that followed his own statement felt deafening and as if a heavy stone was being hovered over his heart, waiting to crush it. Of course, he was aware something like this wouldn’t be what could possibly tear them apart but he couldn’t completely dismiss this thought from occurring in his mind.
But then the other finally spoke, breaking that silence and startling the other just slightly.
A tiny smile but then back to a thin line. “...You...You don’t understand. I wouldn’t...I couldn’t stand myself if they hurt you. It’s fine...I only left today because...I...I didn’t feel well earlier anyway. It’s fine.” He brings his hand up to Mikuo’s cheek, brushing it gently before letting his hand fall back down to hold the tealette’s hands again. “It doesn’t matter.” As long as you and Rin and everyone else are alright, it doesn’t matter.
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A small, small splash of red forms on his face before he gives a nod, smiling lightly. “Yeah, sure! I’d like that.” he steps back for a moment to kiss Len for a second or two.
Gently taking the other’s hand in his, he leads Len to his room and immediately flops over on the bed, holding his arms out as a way of saying ‘come over here so I can hug you, dammit’.
After a small clap and a tiny peck to the other’s cheek, he quietly follows after the tealette.
He snuggles his head onto Mikuo’s chest, releasing a heavy sigh and relaxing himself just a bit.
Send "I dare you to kiss..." with a url/name and my muse will have to kiss that person on the lips.
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