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[ x ] Tsukiya falls asleep on Sasuke -- @mooninthehiddenmist

  "That’s when I--” Sasuke cut off when he felt a gentle pressure on his shoulder.

  His eyes cut to their corners and he glanced at the top of Tsukiya’s head. He shrugged his shoulder a bit, intending to gently wake his partner, but Tsukiya only rested more comfortably there. Sasuke sighed. It was a bit annoying to have Tsukiya fall asleep on him in the middle of a story that Tsukiya asked to hear, but Sasuke knew Tsukiya wasn’t trying to be rude. In the end, he just kept talking--perhaps just because he was too stubborn to let his story simply die.

calebtheloser replied to your post: i hope my dog knows that i would die for her

i feel this so much

me whenever i see my dog

[ x ] 5 Senses Meme -- @mooninthehiddenmist

👁️: See: Imagery - Color schemes, insignia, designs, etc.

Tsukiya is deep blues and pure whites and wispy silvers. He’s the cresting break of a wave rolling in an ocean, crashing into another to create special hues of blue. He is the white of freshly fallen snow, the silver of the sheen of glassy images atop ice. Everything in its reflection is softer, more pure, more true. He is made up of many snowflakes under a microscope, built from each of their unique shapes and designs to make one gorgeous view.

👂 Hear: Sounds - Music, background noise, frequencies, voices, etc.

Tsukiya is the sound breathing. He’s the sound of whispers, of legs swishing under sheets, of fingers running across a surface smoothly. He’s the sound of waves washing upon the shore in the far distance. He’s the sound of a gentle groan, a happy whimper, a sigh of wanting. His vibration is in the throat. His frequency makes Sasuke sway, makes him move, makes him feel like he could float. 

👃 Smell: Scents - Floral/Food aromas, pollution, perfume, etc.

Tsukiya smells like a forest. He smells like wildflowers and pine trees and damp earth. He smells like a fresh rain or a thunder storm rolling in. He smells like a campfire warming you up in winter.

👅 Taste: Flavors - Salty/sweet/savory/sour, specific meals, blood, etc.

Tsukiya has the nip of sake. It’s warm in your gut, smooth in your throat, and it bites at your tongue. He tastes like warm, sweet rice and raw fish. Like miso soup. Savory, sweet, delicious. He tastes like something you’re craving.

✋Touch: Textures, temperatures, pain/pleasure, etc.

[ x ] Send me ‘Confess!’ and I will randomly generate a number from 1-20 of what my muse will confess to yours while they are drunk@mooninthehiddenmist – #14

[x] Send 💃 to striptease my muse@mooninthehiddenmist – No Longer Accepting

When Tsukiya walked around the front of the bed Sasuke was reclined on as he read quietly, Sasuke’s gaze eyes flickered up to track the other’s movement. He looked back down at his book again, but his eyes trailed up slowly when he saw Tsukiya slowly remove a piece of clothing. A smirk pulled at Sasuke’s lips.

“You taking a shower or something?”

“Or something,” Tsukiya answered, twirling the shirt above his head before tossing it at Sasuke with a sultry smile.

Sasuke snorted with laughter and closed his book. He sat up a bit in bed and tossed Tsukiya’s shirt to the side. A curious brow cocked and he licked his lips.