Oct 22, 2018
❛ i haven’t seen you around in a while, toma. ❜ tone is light, masking her worry for her friend. ❛ have your courses been as stressful as mine are ? ❜ / @locksfate ♥’d
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❛ i haven’t seen you around in a while, toma. ❜ tone is light, masking her worry for her friend. ❛ have your courses been as stressful as mine are ? ❜ / @locksfate ♥’d
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♟ "--I could never really comprehend this country's obsession with tiny, edible animals." Truly words of profound intellect. In his hand is a latte, the foam piqued and the sugar caramelized to look like a little cat peeking its head from the brim of the cup. He lulls the china at the tips of his fingers, the cat's head bobs in tempo.
"It's rather dark when you think about it. Charming, sure. But sadistic in the sense that one takes pleasure in consuming something cute. I had a pancake made up to look like a frog the other day--" He trails off, taking a sip so that foam sticks to the bridge of his nose. From his squat position, L peers up at his conversational hostage to notice he hasn't touched his Latte Panda. "---you aren't feeling guilty, are you? I'm sure the bear doesn't mind if you drink it. That's his purpose in life, after all."
locksfate heeft gereageerd op je bericht: i’m tired of making many blogs, and as thus,...
MIMOSA… MY LOV…
chris, u inspired me again.
16 or 20 for the kiss meme ;*
kiss prompt.↳ @locksfate
TOMA SMELLS LIKE PUMPKIN SPICE, warm candles with fuzzy socks and turtlenecks on a chilly Monday morning. He feels like autumn, a sense of warmth that runs down to the tip of his toes like daylight streaming through the curtains. He has grown into him, his voice, his laugh, the way he talks, and the familiarity of his footsteps. And he hears the joyous of his laugh when Hide tackles him down on the sandy beach, rolling around in the sand until Hide could taste it in his mouth.
He coughs while laughing, rolling off to Toma’s side, and catches sight of a car’s headlights when it drove past the beach, casting shadows around their bodies that ended up lost in the sea. He grins, and realizes how warm Toma feels when their arms touched, looking up at the stars and constellations Hide didn’t know the names of, ❝ Hey, do you know the names of any constellations? ❞ He points at the sky, ❝ Because I’m pretty sure that’s the little dipper. Wait… yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s the little dipper. I think. ❞ He softly murmurs to himself, like an afterthought, ❝ I’m pretty sure that’s it. ❞ And turns his head to look at Toma, ❝ Doesn’t it connect to the Northern star? ❞
He pushes himself up to his elbows when he hears Toma chuckling, shifting his weight to the side to get a better view of his face, ❝ Don’t laugh, I’m being serious here. ❞ He tickles him, sitting comfortably on his lap, and watches the way Toma would scrunch his nose whenever he snorts loudly to himself. Hide stops all of a sudden, burying his fingers deep in the sand, and without having a second thought, he leans down to give him a quick kiss on his forehead. He scurries up to his feet, and runs away from Toma, turning his body around as he starts jogging backwards, ❝ Hehe! I win! I kissed you first! You owe me ramen now! ❞
He hums triumphantly to himself, doing a little dance, and starts screaming, sprinting into a run when he caught Toma chasing after him, ❝ Stop, stop, stop! It was only a kiss! It was only a kiss! ❞ He laughs lightly, running away from him until Toma knocks him down to the sand. His body felt heavy, and his cheeks turned pink from laughing, burying his hands around Toma's shirt as they start rolling around in the sand.
-- && @locksfate
-- ; “HM...” TILTING her head to the side, Mine took a good moment to gaze quite attentively at the other’s collar before pointing at a moment. “I think you have a loose thread right there.”
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this one's for @locksfate!! uhm, listen here y'all. chris is absolutely stunning as a writer & friend. like? the wording, the portrayal, the scenery created -- top notch. i admire this. i truly do. i always read their stuff on my dash & i fell so hard again for toma as a character. chris is doing a perfect job -- the portrayal is a+, the writing top notch and the blog aesthetic is hecking beautiful. i'm in awe, fam. this person here truly is one of those few i'd call a writer extraordinaire. (1)
(2) every word is thought through and well placed, the general mood during writing is beautifully to follow & i simply feel so blessed having them on my dash. besides amazing writing skills they are also one of the sweetest and most amazing persons i ever met - they fucking deserve the world. they care so much for their friends & always listen to me and i am so grateful to know this lovely person i’d probably become a pkm trainer with in a heartbeat & sacrifice my legs for if needed. i love you!
spread some good vibes || accepting || @locksfate + @fawkesed
I'M CRYINN I remember I used to have an Abe Takaya blog gosh the Oofuri fandom's been Dead for So Lon g
( SALUTES YOU HONESTLY. Yes oofuri fandom may be dead but… but… we have our memories in tact forever. Honestly if I saw another Oofuri blog I’d faint. I follow a couple Daiyo no Ace blogs… I want to check the series out. I feel like I’ll be cheating on Oofuri but I need my baseball animes )
“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry.” He sounds a little too exhausted to be apologizing -- like he’s not really guilty at all, but it isn’t due to lack of honesty. Any time he has a moment of quiet in the back room, he feels as if all the energy drains out of him; the way he sits at the table barely even sparing a glance to his lunch is about par for the course. He feels like he could keel over right now. “When I told the fan club to leave me alone, I didn’t expect them to become even more of a nuisance at the café. For you guys, not me. I’m used to this.”
@locksfate.