#fightersousuke

( no, sarah. all of the sads. and also the real question here is why you are all of a sudden using adelaide kane as your mun fc. )

( you miss your drafts. why are you so cute? but i understand in a way bc having drafts means you get to keep adding to the world you create with the rp and that’s always fun <3 )

( congrats, bby! what does that world look like??? i bet it’s nice and shiny… )

Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number

Any of the above - Chest Kiss

       Haruka stretched lazily, feeling the strain in his muscles after a long day of time consuming arguments. Unfortunately, he and Yamazaki weren’t one of those ordinary couples that could express their view points and feelings properly with words. They, in fact, communicated the best after an all-day session of shameless hay rolling. Yamazaki would become too exhausted to speak above a calm, quiet voice and Haruka would have still been too overwhelmed by the experience to throw up his usual shield of ice. 

       Perhaps this wasn’t such a terrible thing. After all, it gave them an excuse to be together all day. One of them always tried to excuse themselves when they realized they’ve been together for too long and were acting too…Couple-like. The arguments and mattress jumping distracted them both from something they must have both realized by now but dared not to acknowledge.

       Haruka was fairly certain Yamazaki was beginning to fall in love with him. And he was getting wrapped up in the same curse. He noticed this perhaps a month back, when Yamazaki looked at him with a gentleness that Haru thought he wasn’t capable of. It wasn’t quite the look he gave to Rin either. They shared a different sort of bond. Though it was bizarre and sometimes frustrating, that connection did not look ready to fade any time soon. 

       And Haruka…He was glad.

       "Yamazaki?" He peeked at the sleeping figure next to him. The other’s lack of response was his cue to move closer and take up that spot on Yamazaki’s chest which was his favorite to rest against. It would take them months yet to gather up the courage to speak of true affection. Even now, they must hide what they felt for when they thought they weren’t being watched. 

       Spontaneous wasn't one of the terms used to describe Haruka, though he would have very much liked for it to be. To be free, unrestrained. To do as he pleased when urges were upon him. That was his principle in life, wasn't it? Well, at least for today, he was truly following it. 

       This is a bad idea. The thought continued to circle through his mind. It was probably right, and Haruka should follow it and terminate his current task at once. However, as the gate of Samezuka drew closer and closer, he knew he wasn't going to be allowed to make the wise choice today. 

       He went to the dorms area, dodging students along the way. It was a busy day, which made it easier for people to not notice Haruka in his different colored school uniform. He managed to even make it up stairs into the room Rin and Yamazaki shared without anyone turning around to spare him a glance. With a deep sigh, he took a seat on Rin's bunk, preparing himself mentally for a battle that was potentially coming.

       If anyone popped in and saw him, they would have assumed he was waiting for Rin. Only that wasn't the case. Haruka had Rin's schedule in his pocket and knew there was no way he'd be returning for the next hour and a half. And no, he did not acquire of that schedule on his own. Yamazaki got it. It made things...Easier. At least so far, they haven't had Rin walk in on them even once.

       It was difficult to describe his relationship with Yamazaki and Haruka didn't expect anyone to understand, especially when he didn't understand it himself. When they were together, something happened. Haruka tried to blame it on spontaneity, twisted mutual dislike or even natural teenage lust. None of those seemed to explain it completely, especially as time passed and their meetings turning from storms of pleasure, confusion and anger to typical cat feeding. There were also random flashes of memories ...Those couldn't be explained by anything. 

( feel better, lovely! /massages head )

7 deadly sins. put one in my ask.

Wrath: Something that gets me angry.

( oh my god, it’s a fellow past gaia roleplayer. THE ONE WHO REMEMBERS THE ‘ELITE ADVANCED’ DAYS OF YORE AND 3000+ WORD REPLIES )

yessss omg. i think my longest post ever was like 20 paragraphs lmao. i miss it sometimes, but i know i'd never be able to write that much without some serious effort now bc tumblr has made so lazy. :|