fereordinarium-blog

[fereordinarium-blog]

tiny hiatus

    ooc; please accept this glass of water as apology for my delays. i’ve been slacking off school and need two days to catch up. i will do all drafts/asks on the weekend without fail. meanwhile, if you wish to role play with me, please hit up my inbox. i will miss you all dearly.

[fereordinarium-blog]

[fereordinarium-blog]

I feel like we don’t talk about naked Rin and Makoto enough and it’s important to me

[fereordinarium-blog]

Pixiv ID : 272598

[fereordinarium-blog]

sharkbiterin:

[ from here

Rin is entirely too brash. Romantic as he is, relationships aren’t something he automatically gets. Communication? Not exactly either of their strong suits.

So it’s not really surprising when they have their first fight as a couple. Both of them, it seemed, would’ve preferred to simply ignore the issue; yet Haru seemed to have changed his mind.  

The redhead attempts kisses, successful in landing one. There’s an attempt at another, which Haru is absolutely not having.  A hand grabs at his hair, not quite pulling, but definitely restricting the redhead’s movement; he lets out a noise that is equal parts annoyance and surprise. Crimsons flicker open, glaring down at the freestylist. He’s so close, but Haru just won’t let him have it.

( It’s definitely kinda hot though. )

“Ha-ruuu…” He whines, keeping his arms on either side of the dolphin as to block his escape. Not like Haru’s house is big or anything, but– “C’mon. Be distracted~.”

    That voice. He was expecting to get his way again today, wasn’t he? Haruka allowed a small amount of air to escape his nose in a quiet ‘hmph’ of determination. Not this time, Rin, they were going to sit down and have a proper conversation like other couples. The dolphin was putting his foot down this time. 

    Even though a part of him wanted to take the easy route too. With Rin so close, his warm breath brushing past his skin...Haruka’s body was pretty used to being distracted. 

    No, he must resist. 

    Reaching for the glass sitting just within reach, Haruka sought out the divine power of water. “Rin,” his voice dropped an octave. “If you don’t move back right now...” He fished out the ice cubes he had dropped into the glass a few moments ago and presented them to the shark. They were half melted, but still icy enough to do the job. “...I will drop these inside of your pants.” 

    He let the threat hang in the air for a moment before pressing the ice cubes against Rin’s bare arm. A taste of how cold things could be down there, should things take the wrong turn. 

[fereordinarium-blog]

like me for a starter

[fereordinarium-blog]

    What the hell? Haruka felt like asking the same question. 

    “...” There were about six hundred different things he wanted to say, yet not a single word ended up making it past his lips. Haruka felt as if his brain was just forced to shut down by the shock of the moment. Sousuke did enjoy playing at times but this was serious. They’d be together long enough for Haruka to recognize the difference. 

    Perhaps this was a dream. 

    Eager to test his theory, Haruka instinctively wanted to do what he usually did when he wasn’t sure if he was dreaming - pinch Sousuke. The Sousukes in his dreams never yelped from the pinches and were very good as reality checks. Yet tonight, his hand reached only half way across the distance that separated them when the other’s cold glare stopped it. So instead he pinched himself, just quickly on the forearm. The pain came swiftly, sharp and clear. This was reality, yet it made no sense. 

    “Yamazaki, it’s me.” Haruka reminded after he finally gathered himself together again. “It was our anniversary last night so you brought beer and probably had more than you should.” He decided to temporarily conclude that Yamazaki had a little too much of that beer last night and he was acting confused because of that. Deep inside, Haruka knew that couldn’t have been it, since Sousuke always held his liquor fine. It was the only somewhat logical thing he could come up with at the moment though.  

    “Look, I don’t know what your deal is, but can we just go back to sleep? We have classes tomorrow...” Haruka offered. Classes weren’t really his priority right now, he was more hoping that if they just got back to sleep, they’d wake up next day fine again.  

;switched

Falling.

There was this sensation that Sousuke’s body was descending deeper and deeper into darkness, into an unknown abyss of nightmares.  He reached out, spreading his arms and legs in the hopes that he’d find something in his dreamscape to hold onto, but he only kept falling faster. He’d never had a nightmare like this, never had one that felt so vivid and real, and he could almost hear the pounding of his own heart as he began to dread whatever was at the bottom of this neverending pit and wondered if he would survive impact at all.

Instead of a hard thud as he fell to the floor, though, a gentle hand reached out, grabbing a hold of his shoulder and jerking him out of the dream with a light shake.  Sousuke’s eyes finally fluttered open, suddenly alert.  He felt like he’d been asleep for days and, as his deep teal eyes adjusted to the light and settled on something quite… unusual, he wondered if he might be dreaming still.

Nanase…?

His gaze locked immediately with Haru’s and he simply stared for a moment, more like glaring really, not quite certain what was going on or what Haru was doing in bed with him, but absolutely certain that he didn’t like how this looked at all.  From what he could tell, Haru was at least shirtless and, as for himself, he could feel he was only in boxers.  Did he miss something here? Was there some party that he’d gotten really wasted at again or something?  

Then Haru asked what the matter was, making Sousuke’s brow furrow angrily even more.  What was the matter?!  Haru was in bed with him!  That’s what was the matter!  He and Haru weren’t friends and they certainly weren’t… whatever this looked like!   He and Haru hardly ever spoke anymore since they’d gone to college and Rin wasn’t around!  And when they actually did say more than three words to each other, it was usually because they were arguing over something.

What the hell was going on?

Sitting up in bed immediately, his glare stone cold and unfriendly, Sousuke quickly scooted away, away from Haru who was really a complete stranger to him, and demanded angrily, “What the hell, Nanase! What do you think you’re doing?!”

He wanted answers and he wanted them now.

[fereordinarium-blog]

Send ‘rough touch’

and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }

Your muse throws a punch at mine.

My muse throws a punch at yours.

Your muse suddenly grips my muse’s hair.

My muse suddenly grips your muse’s hair.

Your muse roughly grabs my muse’s arm.

My muse roughly grabs your muse’s arm.

Your muse grips my muse’s hips.

My muse grips your muse’s hips.

Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.

My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck.

Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.

My muse slams yours against a wall hard.

Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.

My muses pushes your to their knees.

Your muse bites mine.

My muse bites yours.

Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.

My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.

Your muse grabs my muse’s wrists.

My muse grabs their muse’s wrists.

Your muse attempts to shove away mine.

My muse attempts to push off yours.

Your muse roughly kisses mine.

My muse roughly kisses yours.

Your muse pins mine onto the ground.

My muse pins yours to the ground.

Your muse delivers beatings to mine.

My muse delivers beatings to yours.

Your muse breaks my muse’s arm.

My muse breaks your muse’s arm.

Mun chooses.

[fereordinarium-blog]

✘ - a certain rin w/ a v cute ass B)

Send a ✘ for a kiss from my muse

    “You are shameless, Rin.” 

    Haruka’s expression said he was so done with the shark’s abundant pride in his rear muscles. Who went around claiming they had a very cute butt? Nobody. Even if it was true. Sort of. 

    A kiss right now would probably unnecessarily boost Rin’s already bloated ego. Oh well, what can you do when you are in love with such a needy crybaby. Haruka gave a sigh of feign reluctance as he leaned in to peck Rin on the lips. “This is all you get this morning, now hurry to class before you are late again.” 

[fereordinarium-blog]

Pixiv ID: 39231128              Member: 酉＠とりんた

Translated by evil-eros

A quick translation by me. I hope no one has translated this yet. Feel free to notify me about any mistake and I’ll edit the translation.

Please support the artist by rating/bookmarking the original work if possible!

[fereordinarium-blog]

i’ll always be with you

[fereordinarium-blog]

"Mimic, please!"

    Can do. He just needs the right prop…

    Oh look, was that Nagisa, crouched in the corner and stuffing his face with melon bread? The universe clearly wanted to assist Haru in this task of mimicking Rei. “Here it comes.” Haruka pointed at Nagisa and with his best accusatory voice exclaimed…

    “That’s not beautiful!”

[fereordinarium-blog]

How I look when roleplaying normally:

How I look when roleplaying pairings/smut:

How I look when a god mod shows up:

How I look when I am impatient for a reply:

How I look when a roleplay dies:

How I look when real life people catch me roleplaying:

Alright roleplayers, let’s see your variations!

Random roleplayer meme.

[fereordinarium-blog]

Sousuke must be brave

    "What are you waiting for?” Haruka asked with the faintest of frowns as he gestured the other over. “Look, Yamazaki, just lie down. I did this for Mrs. Kaede and she really enjoyed it.” The raven pointed at the floor, where a mat had been laid out to maximize the comfort of this reluctant patient. Honestly, Haru knew what he was doing. His grandmother had taught him the art of shoulder massage before passing away and he had used it on quite a few old ladies around the neighborhood when they were in need. Mrs. Kaede had a bad shoulder and said he had the healing touch.

    If he’d known Yamazaki would be this hesitant, he would have asked one of the old ladies to call in and offer a testimony to his good work. 

    “If the old ladies can survive, then surely you can as well.” So man up already and bite the bullet.

[fereordinarium-blog]

ordinary;

    Hands joined, they wandered down the supermarket with a tacit comfortableness that should only belong in couples who had been together for years and years. In truth, this was only their sixth month together and today marked their half-year anniversary. Haruka allowed his hands to wander across the piles of fresh produce, trying to work out the menu for tonight’s dinner. He will go ahead and make both of their favorites tonight, he decided, and leave enough left overs to take to classes. 

    A young supermarket worker stopped them, offering tiny sliced portions of red bean pastries as samples. Haruka wasn’t feeling sweets today, but found it difficult to say no to her eager smile. So he took two, one for himself and one for Makoto. “Here,” he quickly swallowed his own portion and offered the other to his companion’s lips. Only Makoto wasn’t taking notice of the pastry. He seemed distracted. In fact, he’d been in this state for the past few days now. 

    “...” Haru’s mind drifted back to the phone conversation he had with Nagisa over this. The blond had offered him a whole list of reasons why Makoto might be acting off lately but none of them seemed right. For one thing, Makoto was definitely not gravely ill nor was there a sexy new professor putting the moves on him. Haruka supposed he should just ask straight out, but he...Had never been good at confrontational sort of conversations. Besides, things weren’t going bad right now. Look at them, blending perfectly fine into the supermarket filled with other shopping couples. Ordinary, just as grandmother said they would be at twenty. 

    “Makoto?” He called out quietly, discarding the uneaten pastry piece into the garbage can. “Do you just want to go home?” 

[fereordinarium-blog]

[fereordinarium-blog]

    ooc; sorry for being away today, my sweets. i simply had a rough day at work. let’s just say that people can be pretty mean, even though you are 150% trying to save their lives. it’s the nature of my job, and i should be used to it. sometimes it still hurts a bit though. anyway, kisses to everyone. i’ll reply to things tomorrow.