#snakecursed

Getting drunk was hardly anything new for Ranka. After Kotoko died, it’d become common place. Though, things had gotten better not long after he’d allowed himself to dress the way that made him most comfortable. Nowadays, though, the drinking came from a sense of loneliness. Without Haruhi to brighten his days, staying late with his friends at the bar felt like the perfect remedy. 

This, however... yeah, this was a first for him.

Prying his eyes open, he could already feel a throbbing in his head. Not enough water, he guessed. This was his punishment for having a good time. The voice speaking to him sounded familiar, but couldn’t place it  for the time being. Moments later, he felt a pair of lips press against his head, and the older man’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. Just who in the hell--

Sitting up, he was about to chew out this stranger that had shared his futon that night. That anger washed away nearly in an instant, however, as he realized who this was.

Oh.

Ayame?

Blinking slowly with a hazy, confused look across his expression, he  would slowly allow things to catch up in his mind. 

              ❝ —so this is what you’ve come up with, huh ? ❞ it had been a full twelve years since he last had to wear his new year’s garb for a performance. a lot of changes had come about during those twelve years, which obviously meant he wouldn’t fit in his current outfit. 

              he’d gone to the one person he knew he could trust to dress him similarly to his own tastes. new year’s wasn’t for a few months, but the last thing he wanted was to be that asshole that showed up with a few weekends to go looking for assistance. ❝ y’know, it sucks that you and i aren’t next to each other in the line up. think of how wild that performance’d be. ❞

accepting // @snakecursed

aren’t we all? 

those were the words rin wanted to say, but instead she bit her tongue in silence. ayame-nii wasn’t close to akito-sama, but he was close to gure-nii. and that made him dangerous to speak to honestly, when she had so many secrets she was keeping. so the younger sohma instead looked down in her lap, fiddling with the arm cuff that haru had given her to wear absently. 

@snakecursed asked :  ‘ you say everything happens for a reason . i can’t find a reason for this . ’ - For Hatori!

          “Ayaaaaame!!” Momiji exclaims as he bounces up to the older zodiac member. “I need your help, please.” Halloween is coming up, granted it’s a month away. Still, Momiji can’t help but be excited. The holiday was starting to become more popular in Japan and that suited him just fine. He enjoyed dressing up after all. 

         “I need das Kostüm. A costume!” He knows that Ayame has a costume shop. Surely he’s the best person to go to for this. Who better than his cousin? “Will you help me out?”