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@omneinfinitus​ sent a meme (Still Accepting) - ‘Don’t you dare touch them!’ - Yuki/Kakeru

Normally Yuki was able to handle things pretty well since he was the president of the student council. But at the same time there were some days that he had a bit to much too deal with. He had already told these guys to back up off of him, but they didn’t seem to care. He was being backed into a corner and while he normally was able to stand up for himself they were a lot bigger than he was.

So, when Kakeru stepped in his eyes widened as he looked over at his friend. He’s definitely thankful for the other male stepping into help him. Plus at the time the guy was trying to reach out and touch him and Yuki wasn’t comfortable with that. Not with someone he didn’t know. He took a hold of the back of Kakeru’s shirt and kind of hid behind him not wanting the other males to be able to look at him anymore.

        “Oi! Stop looking at my phone while I’m practicing!” He sees Mila along the wall snooping on his phone and Yuri’s not sure what she’s looking at.

@omneinfinitus​

Time is a funny thing, Ai thinks.

As he flips through multiple graphed papers that detail the statistics of swim speeds and growth patterns for his collegiate swim team, Ai finds his mind wandering a little, trying to quantify the passage of time in the same way he might quantify the numbers written down on his clipboard. Notating percentage decreases of swim times next to his teammate’s names, Ai comes to his conclusion:

There is the active passage of time, and the passive. The active is that which naturally occurs; the unstoppable reality of tomorrow. The fading reality of yesterday. And how with the active passage of time, people often learn to grow. Smarter, wiser - faster and stronger for some. Maybe not for Ai, not that he didn’t try. 

And then there is the passive passage of time.

The subtle, almost forlorn sense of something passing you by. A memory, maybe - an old feeling. Something one should remember more vividly, but can’t. For example, he thinks, leaning against the edge of the coach’s desk and tapping his pencil against the clipboard, your time goes down the longer you swim. But you will hardly remember the exact numbers from your first relay race. Not unless they meant a lot to you. 

Somewhere in the distance, Ai thinks he hears the sound of the natatorium door opening and closing. 

Sousuke gotta come in for that cheek kiss.

            an hour passed with the tempo of a few moments. it tended to do that when his thoughts were elsewhere or his own conscious decided to abandon him for new mindsets, new situations, and a subconscious attempt to protect him from the evils of the world. what felt all too normal must have looked unnatural to those around him. 

            with a few forceful blinks, the dissociation subsides and he regains the conversation once more. ❝ —i’m sorry, you were saying something weren’t you. could you repeat that again ? ❞