#shyhearted

[text] Sure. ^^

//Nope. I think I was the one pushing for that. But not really even shipping, just - I don’t know how to explain it. I want Sou to have a soft spot for Nova and maybe feelings getting confused, you know? I don’t think Nova is Sou’s type at all. I think they’re going to hate each other, to be honest. 

YES because they are both klutzy inexperienced dorks and after bumping heads one too many times they’re like “alright there must be a better way to go about this”

gently holding each others’ faces and nuzzling into the touch followed by lots of little kisses 

Send ‘★’ for my muse to ask yours to go stargazing with them.

Makoto sighed exasperatedly as Ren and Ran continued to cling to him. The Perseid meteor shower would be at its peak tonight, and as much as the twins wanted to see it after Makoto had told them about it, their parents had refused to let them stay out that late. 

“But we wanna go, Makoto, please?” Both of them whined, and Makoto only gave them a sympathetic smile.

“Sorry, guys. The meteors won’t start until long after bedtime, and Mom and Dad said no.” With another little while of perseverance the twins had given in, though not without a promise to take them to see the Perseids next year. 

But during all of that, someone else came to mind.

[text: Fey]

send me a tumblr user’s url and I’ll tell you what I think of them

(for the long answer I direct you to this post.)

[text] Sure..?

[text] Did you hurt yourself or something? 

Sousuke was an idiot and he knew his condition had been worsening but he hadn’t fully stopped swimming and he hadn’t fully stopped lifting weights. It led to a very painful couple of days and having his appointment moved up. 

Apparently, everyone else had their appointment moved up because he couldn’t remember the last time it was this busy. There were barely any seats left so Sousuke was standing by one of the exits when the door was pushed open and someone literally shoved their way through the crowd. Sousuke didn’t even get a good look to see who it was because when the door was open, it hit his shoulder and he was in too much pain to even look up.

Send me a ✿ and my muse will react to your muse putting a flower in their hair

Walking through the forest had always been a favourite activity of Makoto’s. It didn’t matter where he was, the quiet sound of the birds chirping in the trees and the musk of all of the plants always seemed to bring a smile to his face. Having a friend with him made it even better. He had been telling a story, one about a field trip during grade school, and Fey seemed to be paying enough attention. But, in true Makoto fashion, he ended up going off on a tangent, babbling on senselessly. When he looked over next, Fey wasn’t there. How long had he been talking to himself? Cursing his obliviousness, Makoto turned around, seeing Fey catching up, his hand behind his back. Before he could question anything, two small flowers were slipped into his hair, by each of his ears. Lips turned upward as he ran gentle fingers over the velvety petals, but then an idea came to mind. Pulling one of the flowers off, he slipped it behind Fey's ear, careful not to knock an earpiece loose.