Cook and firefighter’s holiday
wanted to experiment with the watercolor tut I reblogged, ended up experimenting on an AT with 0148929 www~
i had a craptastic time the other day so i wrote myself some craptastic grossness
There’s this soft easy gentle roll Kagami does with his hips that Kuroko just can’t get enough of. It makes him feel suspended, like he knows what’s going on but all he can focus on is the hot building tingle that flows though him and he wants to scream or moan or something but he can’t find his voice because it’s so much more intense that it should be and he’s overwhelmed in the best way possible. And the way Kagami handles him, the way he pushes his hips forward before dragging them back in smooth flowing motions – it’s so careful and sweet and loaded, like he’s trying to squeeze all those little words he’s to embarrassed to say into them and he just hopes the message gets across.
He does that a lot.
Spends a stupidly long amount of time worshiping parts of Kuroko’s body instead of just saying something. Kuroko would be lying if he said he didn’t like it. He’ll lick and bite and suck and kiss and touch and Kuroko will have to restrain himself because if he moves Kagami will stop and he can’t have that happening, not when Kagami’s focused wholly and completely on him.
He’s always covered in marks when they finish. Bright red that fades to deep purple and stands out in such an obvious way against his pale skin they’re almost a hassle. Kagami usually has enough restraint to not leave very many on his neck but such courtesy rarely ever extends to the rest of his body and sometimes Kuroko will walk around without a top on just to make him squirm.
He tells Kagami that he’s lucky to have him because no one else would understand that that kiss against the side of his neck means ‘please don’t forget your scarf again,’ and the fingers dancing down his arm and twirling over his palm are full of respect and admiration for his dedication strength and skill, and that bruise just above his hip is something just as sentimental and cheesy.
Kuroko calls Kagami an idiot for thinking he would be able to interpret his actions and for getting embarrassed over silly simple words but Kagami just tells him to shut up and squeezes tighter with a smug ‘but you do understand me’ in his hug.
Kuroko often has to refrain from punching him.
He never, however, even bothers with any type of restraint when Kagami’s fucking him like that. It would be pointless. They both need that, Kuroko’s arms holding Kagami so tight they ache, his fingers leaving their own little marks of claim on his body. It’s how they communicate; when the words turn into a jumbled mess in their heads and their mouths are too busy gasping and moaning, working themselves open and closed in choked off silent screams.
Kuroko loves that gentle roll because it makes them feel exposed and raw, burning through them more intensely than almost anything else. He loves it because when Kagami does it he looks at him with a soft expression and tender eyes, saying more than he ever could with words alone. Kuroko loves it because he loves Kagami.
i don’t know if this one has already been done…
(taken from here)
Summer AU: Our favourite surfers are at it again trying their best to impress Armin through their ink. Jean didn’t think Eren would have the guts to show that chili pepper tattoo he got when he was drunk on Saint Patrick’s day, but Eren is willing to do ANYTHING to win Armin over.
The war rages on.
Sohoku (hakogaku side here)
Hakogaku (sohoku side here)
so i’m reading tokyo ghoul and just
i fucking love juuzou i don’t know why he doesn’t get more love he’s just such a weird character
/he’s so great i’m serious
ALSO AMON IS FUCKING GREAT
GUYS SHOW THE GHOUL INVESTIGATORS A LITTLE MORE LOVE