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———– I will be the frozen SNOW until the day I die. / still a HUGE wip blog and I’m just starting up this blog . LIKE / REBLOG this if you’d like to write with this restless doctor. INDE Hatori Sohma from Fruits Basket. written by Iz.

#ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ . ᴏᴏᴄ #ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ . ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏ #ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ . ʜᴀᴛᴏʀɪ

yellowbows

*✶｡ sometimes you just need to write a girl who’s bright like the sun & holds a heart full of kindness. / ❜

bee’s back at it again with Tohru Honda from FRUITS BASKET. independent & semi-selective RP. LOW activity atm and blog is still a bit of a wip but I’m trying to soak up this reboot hype with the help of our best girl. *✶｡

LIKE or REBLOG if you wanna drink up some of this good love and life !

#when u DONE it #ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ . ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏ #ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ . sᴇʟғ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏ

dailytwitterhumor

#ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ . ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢs #ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ . ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ

Yuki I SEE the way you look at Hatsuharu !

“There’s a way I look?”

HARU

—- That LOOK alone made his knees weak, god he had NEVER known the prince could be so needy &wanting something in which he couldn’t say. Haru felt his OWN cheeks warm up with what was likely the slightest blush in which indicated that he was embarrassed on the other’s behalf as well. Shoulders set back, relaxing before turning toward the other’s and continuing to show that smile that he tried SO hard to hide. Stupidly, he couldn’t stop it —- only because he was so far gone when it involved him, to see the prince doing something OUT of the ordinary ( — that ONLY he would see — ) well, he never wanted that to go away. ❝ Stop looking at me like that —– ❞

INCHING closer, he pressed both hands on either side of his face to then begin kissing him. Soft, delicate — at first— only to continue in such a HEATED way that he had to hold himself back. NEVER really allowinghimself to drown within him the way he wanted to. ( If Yuki gave the okay to continue on without holding back then damn well sure he’d do just that. ) One of the MOST basic ways that either of them could mess up such a kiss is by going to extremes with the amount of pressure one use. There was faint mutter on telling his prince to loosen up. Adding his own ENTIRE body, he pressed himself closer and allowed a leg to press between inner thighs, knee massaged against erection. He loved him — he was TOO irresistible; loving someone against reason, a promise, their HOPE.

Eventually, tongues involved in heated kisses, eyes that were once narrowed to LOOK at him were soon closed, the mutter of the outside halls was dimming and the ringing within his ears was muffled by the INTENSE smell & feeling & taste that was no other than his prince. ❝ Hnn—- ❞ Pressing the other against the wall behind him, had he known that this was what he would learn during his last hour of school —– well , he’d go to CLASS every single day if that were the case.

It was like a breath of fresh air had swept him up and away when Haru finally made a move, saving him from this pathetic pining the ox had so cruelly implemented in the halls. Still, he was TENSE --- this was all too uncertain, all too new. The walls enclosing them in an empty classroom their only temporary escape from the bustling halls and class sessions that continued on without them. If anyone caught them, there was more than enough on the line....academic standing, reputation, reprimand...Yuki’s thoughts began to swell with everything that could go so WRONG, yet he continued to tug the ox close; the untucked uniform shirt of the other bunched within his desperate grip. This was.....DANGEROUS. And, he hated to admit to himself that that made him want it all the more.

Yuki met each kiss with such an appetite, relishing in just how much HARSHER Haru allowed himself to love him. It brought a certain surge to his desire, so tired of delicacy and caution --- anything that made him feel like the trapped and pristine little rat he fought so hard to distance himself from. The weight of the other pressed against him was invigorating, a sharp gasp escaping him in response to the not-so-subtle placement of Haru’s leg. Resting back against the wall, he could FINALLY feel his shoulders loosen up. “ Mmm --- ” With a needy roll of his hips, he pressed himself into Haru’s knee and moaned into his mouth, inviting the wet, tongue-filled kisses.

#( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)#nsfw ish ?#ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ . RP #ʏᴏᴜ sᴍᴀsʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ . hatsuuharu

HARU

— A BATHROOM ? clearly he hadn’t a clue what the other had in mind when it came to the bathroom other than the obvious. Was he REALLY that desperate? There was a bit of PRIDE that devised within him & he automatically began to smile while being tugged along. Through the occupied halls of the school with many other people watching the prince tug along someone down the corridors and through some of the busier parts of the halls ( – even past empty class rooms now & again. Which is when Haru TUGGED him backwards and placed a hand over the others eyes, making sure he didn’t see him as he wasn’t capable of hiding such a smile.) ❝ What’s the RUSH, Yuki. You’re causing a scene. ❞ Slowly, hand dropped from the other’s face to tuck a strand or two from flushed cheeks. / @yukixsohma

“HEY--”

The tug backwards was abrupt and unexpected, the rat admittedly blind with the urge to just FIX how he was feeling --- and then the ox had a hand over his eyes and his direction went dark. Haru was right, he probably was causing a scene, rushing his cousin through crowded corridors with such vigor; hardly the presence to be had of a prince.

He’d become so enraptured by such subtle touches, by the warm breath of the other on his neck....his concern for the others around them had momentarily vanished until Haru’s words hit his ears and pulled him back to reality. Yuki was thinking too hard on it now, and his face went positively PINK, the rat dipping his head to let silver fringe hang in his eyes. He was dragging Haru...through the school corridors...to find somewhere to----

Yuki's body ran hot with frustration and embarrassment, brows knit and cheeks flush as he picked his head up to look at the ox. “Yeah...” It felt insane, but he took hold of Haru’s forearm, and gave him a look he hoped he could read; because despite the sudden taste of clarity, he still wanted to.

#ARTHUR SAYS GAY RIGHTS SO OUR BOYS SHOULD BANG !!!#ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ . RP #ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᴠ. ₀₀₂ . alt #ʏᴏᴜ sᴍᴀsʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ . hatsuuharu

He winces and fights the urge to hit him. "Hey yourself." He grumbles as he tries to figure out what the hell to do. Right clothes. Kyos hands wander to yukis shirt and unbuttons it. He glides his hands down yukis chest and stomach as his lips now wonder to his collarbone. This is how it works right?

Yuki sighs beneath the timid and calloused hands of the cat, the hesitance so strangely out of character for the one who was always thinking with his fists. It was adorable. He almost wants to ask,

‘You’ve watched me countless times....you can’t figure it out?’

But he holds his tongue, allowing Kyo to wade in a moment of diffidence before placing his own hands atop the cat’s with a confident press to his own chest.

“You’re fine.”

He scrunches his face when Yuki pulls onto his hair. Of course he had to get in a word. He smirks and proceeds to plant sloppy kisses onto his neck and takes a quick second to nip it, most likely to cause a bruise later on. That'll get him.

A soft snort of laughter escapes him, slender fingers curling into Kyo’s orange locks with a fond grip. He’s so…determined and clumsy and unpracticed—and it’s incredibly endearing. The nip pulls a sharp gasp from him, Yuki in turn giving the cat’s hair a reprimanding tug.

“Hey.”

#yuki vc: i wanna have sex not wear it for a week #kYo GosH

i’M RUNNING OUT OF ICONS

#THIS MANGA IS NOT SMUT FRIENDLY #ALSO ITS 12:28 AM NOW #HAPPY SINDAY I GUESS #ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ . ᴏᴏᴄ

Being pushed, he turned to grab a hold of the others hand and held it tight. The ox remained standing there a moment until he was tugged forward. They were headed somewhere and Haru was shocked to see Yuki was determined to find some place to ---Well ---" where are we going ?"

“Bathroom. Somewhere. Anywhere. Now.”

The flushed need that pushed the words from his mouth was almost embarrassing to have to hear with his own ears. To be driven to such a point in public, and for Haru to question where on earth they were going to next --- this was what he wanted, wasn’t it?

In the midst of a heavy make out session, kyo backs up against yukis bed. He blindly feels around and throws anything that brushes against his hand off the bed. He then turns Yuki and slams him onto the bed. He pulls back from the kiss to mutter "you need to clean your room you pack rat" then proceeds to lock lips with the boy again.

He’s so drunk on the cat’s audacity, meeting each hot kiss like he needed them to breathe. To submit to each push and shove is effortless, the rat eagerly following the other’s lead. Falling back onto his mattress, he takes a fistful of orange hair and tug’s Kyo's mouth off of his own, a smug smirk stretching across his face.

“It’s not stopping you now, is it?”

Still, even now, he has to have the last word.

" ... I'm trying to hold myself back. Really. " Softly breathes against his skin & stays there for a moment, giving him more of a hug.

An enticing chill ran down his spine, the teen fighting to keep that shiver hidden beneath his clothes. “Really.” In an abrupt movement, the rat turned to face his boyfriend and began to shove him into the direction of what he hoped would be the nearest public restroom.

Goddamnitgoddamnitgoddamnitgoddamnit—