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maeda-keiji:

A bit of introspection this evening as another con came and went, and another Basara conversation happened over dinner…

I really do have to thank foraz-zora 

For those of you who don’t know ^That person right there is completely and 100% solely at fault for creating my Keiji.. But I guess I latch onto him a lot more than a lot of my characters because he came to me at a pretty dark time in my life…I never really wore it but I was pretty depressed, and I had a lost a lot of faith and trust in people and in myself.. 

But keiji came along and really left me in awe.. because here was someone who was pretty depressed, but he still tried to do what he thought was right with every breath he took, and who, no matter how he felt, remembered that putting smiles on peoples faces was something to strive for, and if you managed that, it was a good day. I can never be quite as optimistic (or as nice) as him… but he really has become an inspiration to me.. more so than any other character I have yet to come across, because I feel like no matter where he goes, he always manages to inspire someone.. and since he has done that for me.. a lot of times i feel like I should try and do the same because of how much positivity he has given me when I was/am at my lowest. I tend to think about him a lot in that way, because I had gotten so cruel, that sometimes you can get farther with a kind word and a smile than a sneer and a cold shoulder.. i’m rambling now but he is just so refreshing and inspirational to me in so many ways. 

and without that fateful introduction to Keiji… i never would have gotten this far in anything

OH MY GOD I didn’t mean to create this but somehow I did. I love you my child.

With the exception of epiproctan and ilikepepperminttea, who saw it happen in the flesh, I don&#8217;t think people grasp the true extent of me saying that I brought a LOT of doujin back from Japan &gt;.&gt;; Sometime soon I will be updating my list on here. Anyone want to help me translate this massive pile of glory? OTL

With the exception of epiproctan and ilikepepperminttea, who saw it happen in the flesh, I don’t think people grasp the true extent of me saying that I brought a LOT of doujin back from Japan >.>; Sometime soon I will be updating my list on here. Anyone want to help me translate this massive pile of glory? OTL

epiproctan

Ahhh I’m so sorry this is late!! I’d originally planned to have it actually done on your birthday but a lot of stuff came up last-minute. I’m amazed that I got it done at all tbh because as you already know I don’t even ship this and I’ve never ever written Mizuki before so I’m really sorry if it’s shitty. But I hope you like it, and I hope you had an amazing birthday!!

“Can I ask you something?”

Mizuki murmured the words quietly, almost hoping that Koujaku wouldn’t hear him. He wasn’t even sure if Koujaku was awake or asleep, the breathing from beside him not yet too deep but even enough for slumber. The last time he’d said those words in a similar situation, he hadn’t regretted them, but he thought that he might. They always preceded a dangerous question, it seemed. Last time it had been something along the lines of, What am I to you? Are we just friends who fuck, or…?

He’d been rewarded for his boldness in asking by a fiercely embarrassed Koujaku, who had rolled over, planted a kiss on his chin (presumably aimed for his mouth but hey, it was dark), and gathered him into his arms. He’d gone on to stutter something about how he hadn’t touched a woman in months, or anyone else for that matter, and he wouldn’t really mind if they weren’t just friends who fucked, if they became something else instead….

That had been awhile back now, but tonight he was just as nervous as he had been then. Also like that night, his question had been smoldering on his tongue for ages now, and only needed a bit of a breeze to erupt. For the amount of time he spent acting like a level-headed guy, he could really get worked up about things like this.

There was a long pause. Koujaku must have been sleeping.

But he wasn’t. “What is it?” Koujaku finally replied.

Mizuki let out a deep slow breath and turned away, trying to hide how strained he felt about this.

“This is a pretty tough topic for you,” he laughed awkwardly, trying to keep things casual. “But uh, would you ever consider maybe…getting another tattoo?”

The silence that followed prickled at Mizuki’s skin. He probably shouldn’t have even asked. He knew that. He knew all about how painful that topic was for Koujaku. He was aware of the painful past that made such a question awkward, aware of the expanse of tattoos that already stretched out over his skin, aware of how he felt about them and what they represented to him.

But Mizuki had been thinking about this for a long, long time. Having seen Ryuuhou’s work so personally, the work of someone he had truly admired until he learned of the issues associated with such feelings, was incredibly inspirational to him. The idea of having his own handiwork displayed beside that was appealing in more ways than one. But more importantly, he wanted to leave his own mark on Koujaku. He loved tattooing, and he loved Koujaku just as much, and it would be so meaningful to him to have the opportunity to put himself and his passion onto someone he loved. It was something he’d been dreaming of for awhile, to put his needle to that smooth sweet skin that he knew so intimately, to brand it with something he created himself, but he’d been too scared to bring it up until now.

Reasonably, of course. It was certainly an awkward request, and was probably one of the only topics between them in their years of friendship and now romance that was uncomfortable. He regretted saying anything now, especially as the silence stretched on.

“Forget it,” he said nervously. “That was insensitive—”

“No,” Koujaku cut him off quickly, and then paused. “I mean, it’s alright. But…why?”

Mizuki shifted further away from him, the bedsprings creaking in the darkness. “You always cut my hair. I was wondering if I could do my job for you, too.”

That wasn’t untrue. Koujaku always got the chance to do his work for Mizuki. Admittedly, his was far less permanent, but Mizuki thought the emotion behind each of their vocations were comparable. He wanted to do the same for him.

“Yeah…,” Koujaku said.

“Don’t worry about it though,” Mizuki said. “I’m sorry for asking. I know that’s hard for you to think about.”

Koujaku was quiet again for a really long time. Mizuki thought that maybe he’d fallen asleep again, but that seemed strange to him as his own heart was pounding.

But he spoke again. “Mizuki….”

Turning slightly back towards him, Mizuki noticed that Koujaku was looking at him.

“I trust you…a lot.”

Mizuki’s heart jolted.

“I’ll have to think about it, but…I know this is really important to you,” Koujaku went on. “You wouldn’t have asked if it wasn’t. So….”

Blinking through the darkness, Mizuki couldn’t believe he was hearing these words.

“If it’s you doing it, I think I’ll be okay.”

Mizuki wasn’t entirely sure how to react, so he just rolled towards Koujaku and, avoiding his eyes, tucked his head into his shoulder.

“Thanks,” he said, moving in close to his body.

“Don’t get too ahead of yourself. I said I have to think about it.” Koujaku’s arms went around him, pulling him in closer. “But for you, maybe….”

Urrggg is this even the kind of fic you like?? Idk but either way お誕生日おめでとうございます!<3

MY BABY WROTE ME KOUMIZU FOR MY BIRTHDAY OH MY GOD. READ THE EMOTIONAL FLURFFFFFFF. Thank you Jelly Baby <3 <3 <3

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musiqchild007:

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This is 100% true

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revelation19:

musiqchild007:

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Karasuno 1st years with sweater / cardigan! (・◇・)/ 
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mayhemiia:

I just want to reblog this eVERYDAY FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE

THIS IS LITERALLY THE BEST THING IN EXISTENCE

Young men need to be socialized in such a way that rape is as unthinkable to them as cannibalism.

Mary Pipher, Clinical Psychologist and Author, Reviving Ophelia (via sunshine-machine)

this should have been reblogged a million times already.

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And remember, they are socialized to accept rape culture as “masculinity” and “normal.” This isn’t inherent biology. So they can be socialized away from it. This quote = everything.

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bokuto:

You know, setters are like orchestra conductors. Even if you have the same song and the same orchestra, if the conductor is different… the sound is different.

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王様祭り。

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