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“we’re in the same art class and I’m awesome, but you’re not and you’re failing and you need help so I guess I’ll tutor you” au

“I mistook you for my best friend and jumped on your back in public and now I’m embarrassed” au

“we’re playing the same music quartet and you keep...

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hello! I'm not a fanfiction reader so the fact I've read some from here is quite shocking... this is my awkward way of saying that I like your blog..

Aww, thank you so much! I'm glad you like it ^-^~ Shura

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hey i really like your blog ! (^o^)b

ah, thank you so much! ^^ 

~Hitomi

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Potato

sensei

~Hitomi

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I love your blog!!!!

wah, thank you to everyone! I'm truly happy that you enjoy our blog ^^! 

~Hitomi

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quintessential. (Kento x Male!Reader)

You are utterly breathless.

Your heart is a mere thrum within your ears and you are dimly aware of the fact that it resonates with a lovely bit of finality. It is firm and unyielding -- something he would hope for as your mind spins with the pleasant daze of his light touch. You find it an utter shame that there is a barrier between your bare skin and the teasing nip of the coolness that drifts about your entwined figures. He hovers above you, eyes following the gentle dip and curve of your features outlined in the faint light. Your head is bowed though you are not certain why you could not meet his enrapturing gaze -- instead you study the subtle imperfections lining the wall, perhaps a speck of paint or a dip within the workmanship.

He draws ever closer and your breath hitches, fingers quivering as his warmth sends a wondrous shiver coursing down your spine. His lips curl into a slight smile and his calloused fingers gently stroke a certain spot along your waist that causes you to tense imperceptibly -- it is only then that you are all too aware of the allure of such a bittersweet, forbidden fruit.

His voice is one of vivid, lilting tones and it is a welcome change from the swift, graceful strokes of finely crafted blades upon the glittering entity lined with abrupt markings, some being surprisingly smooth and others reminiscent of a clumsy toddler. Your breath escapes and to his faint amusement it creates a ghost that briefly clouds the biting air.

“How do you do it?” You murmur breathlessly, drawing away slightly as his calloused hands cradle either side of your face. The words flow from his parted lips, a pink muscle darting out briefly; his voice is reminiscent of honey, you muse, thick and golden with a lovely, distinctly sweet tang.

“Do what?”

You shift uneasily as he hovers above you, gingerly taking your hand and interlacing your delicate fingers with his own. He studies you silently in an unexpectedly careful manner -- as though you were the deity and he the humble being revelling in your ethereal beauty. A light gasp escapes your lips, a blossoming petal upon your dainty features and he longs to caress them with his own, rather unworthy ones.

“How,” You breathe, eyes brimming with a slight longing as he draws ever closer, hands running along the gentle curve and dip of your enchanting visage. “How are you so--”

He is quite the thief -- his lips steal the word and it lingers on your tongue for quite some time as his hands wander along your body and he nips at your earlobe teasingly. He draws away abruptly, though his breath leaves a pleasant tremor coursing down your spine.

“Perfect?” He finishes, warm breath a stark contrast to the cool air that caresses your skin.

“You are far more,” He murmurs, fingers running through your silken locks as he leans forward to indulge in your utter loveliness.

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for darkpierrotadrian

In which Kento and the lovely reader are at an ice rink, marveling at each other's imperfect perfections.

A/N:

I am so, so, so terribly sorry for the long wait. I truly appreciate your patience. I hope you enjoyed it! (please excuse the slight rush towards the end and my writing that is rather askew)

~Hitomi

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11 year of 27th Lancers

6 years of 7th Regiment

1 show from Academie Musicale

1 show from Americanos

3 year of Anaheim Kingsmen

2 years of Argonne Rebels

1 show from Beatrix

1 show from Black Knights

1 show from Bleu Raeders

39...

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*flails rhythmically* 

What. Just. Happened.

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This isn't my drawing (it's actually Hitomi-kohai's) but.....I've decided that some of you need to fangirl today. Hence the shirtless Sou pictures. ~ Shura-senpai

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Drew this some weeks ago and imma put it here ♡

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I’m practically being possesed right now…

Ahhh!!! What’s wrong with me?!?! It’s not like I hate my drawing~ :3

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You're just everything, Tatsuki-chan!

or should I call you Sou-kun?

Tat...sou...

Tatsou-chan!

So(u), this is what happens when I am cosplaying…

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I don't think Bak-kun has a wig. But you totally should!

I need to fix Tatsuki’s wig and improve my makeup (´･ω･`)

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//victory has been achieved Before ya know it, you'll be everyone in アルスマグナ XD

I need to fix Tatsuki’s wig and improve my makeup (´･ω･`)

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You can be her kohai as Tatsuki-chan~ ~ Shura-senpai (I just realized that I haven't been putting my name here....oops XD)

I need to fix Tatsuki’s wig and improve my makeup (´･ω･`)

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I know this isn't related AT ALL to Arusumaguna, but I couldn't help but repost it. It's so....I'm even sure the right word to use here. Cute? Touching? Kind? I guess all three. ~ Shura-senpai

This is Chester. When I was in Afghanistan I got a care package from one of those “Adopt a Soldier” programs that lets families send care packages to service men and women who are deployed overseas. Anyway, I got this care package, and it came with the usual stuff: Baby wipes, crackers, peanut butter, the Dad threw in a pack of cigarettes, and there was some jerky. But there was also a little beanie baby gold fish and a hand written note from a 7 year old girl that said “Dear Soldier, (I wasn’t even mad) I hope you are doing well. I’m sorry you have to miss thanksgiving with your family. This is my friend Chester. He keeps me safe from monsters, but I think you need him more than I do. I hope he keeps you safe from the monsters you’re fighting. Take good care of him for me”.

You bet your ass that little fish was in my pocket every time I went on patrol.

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Are too~ Soumei-senpai will agree with me.

I need to fix Tatsuki’s wig and improve my makeup (´･ω･`)