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HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOUSUKE 14.09.21

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Just because I ain’t rped here for 800 years doesn’t mean I forgot my man’s birthday I’ll NEVER forget 

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ʏᴀᴍᴀᴢᴀᴋɪ sᴏᴜsᴜᴋᴇ (sᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 14)

✰・ﾟ:* Happy Birthday Sousuke!・ﾟ:* ✰

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WAKES UP FROM MY TEN YEAR HIATUS TO SAY HE REALLY DID THIS HUH

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“ur so quiet” thanks i do not want to talk to you

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[Translation] Free!DF Spotlight Color: Sousuke Yamazaki -  Special Memory Episode 2

>>> High School 3rd Year Memories #1* (Sousuke & Aiichirou)

Aiichirou: Sousuke-senpai, thank you for being at our practice!

Sousuke: Hey, good job. You’ve gotten much better than before, haven’t you? Continue to work hard in that direction.

Aiichirou: Yes, I’ll do my best!! Sousuke-senpai, we’re all planning to go to the pork cutlet place after this, would you like to join us?

Sousuke: Yeah, that sounds good. Where are we going?

Aiichirou: The pork-cutlet shop I found when you were lost.

Sousuke: Lost…

Aiichirou: I’ve figured it out!

Sousuke: Wh-what? Ai…

Aiichirou: The way to locate you when you’ve become lost, Sousuke-senpai!! When we went to the shrine to pray for our victory, we found you at the place lined with stalls! At the prefectural tournament, you were in front of a fast food shop. And during Regionals, it was the vending machine at the site!

Sousuke: ……

Aiichirou: All I had to do is look for the place with food!

Sousuke: …hence the pork cutlet shop, huh.

Aiichirou: Yes! By the way, the pork cutlet shop we’re planning to go today is the one where you ate with Nanase-san, for some reason, on our way home from a track meet.

Sousuke: Yeah, I remember something like that. That’s right, the port cutlet there was delicious.

Aiichirou: Geez~~ please don’t recall the incident in such a positive light! I was searching frantically for you, you know!? And when I found you, Nanase-san was there too, and you two didn’t speak a word the whole time, and somehow I ended up being treated to pork cutlet, too, and I was thinking I had to say something to fill the void, it was really painful…!

Sousuke: I just happened to be there with Haru by chance.

Aiichirou: Sousuke-senpai, why do you always end up in diners when you’re lost?

Sousuke: I don’t really know, but if you walk a lot, you get hungry, right?

Aiichirou: Whaaat~!? Then please just stay put~! It’s lots of work looking for you~~!

*The original image shows this as “High School 2nd Year Memories,” but it is a mistake and Kyoani has announced on their website that the correct title should be “High School 3rd Year Memories #1”

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Kisses I want to write about:

Goodbye kisses: Lingering and hard for longer times apart. Ones that curve A’s body against B’s and cause hands to splay against backs. Or short pecks, maybe not even completely on the mouth for short trips to the grocery store. Hello kisses: After long periods apart, these can include A picking up B and spinning them around. Fingers pressing into cheeks, palms cupping necks, and breathless laughs when they finally come up for air. Breathless kisses: A series of short pecks because they need the closeness but they also need air, so. Sometimes smiles come in between, or sometimes its just breath, gasping for the sole purpose of being able to kiss again. Heated kisses: Breath huffing into mouths, angrily or passionately. Hands grabbing at clothing and pulling each other closer. First kisses: Hesitant and nervous. Lips hover inches from each other for a few seconds before they just barely brush. It’s just a soft press, but it ignites their entire bodies. Pinkies link afterwards, still wanting to be close, and each looks down, smiling softly. After sex kisses: Lazy, slow presses. Limbs pressed together, chests heaving. Soft murmurs about what to do for dinner later, fingers trailing down backs, tracing lazy patterns. B rolling onto their back and A trailing their lips down their neck, kissing their shoulder, their chest, anywhere they can think of, memorizing B. Morning kisses: Barely awake kisses that usually end up on jaws or cheeks because A is too tired to land it properly. B makes a sleepy sound and rolls into A, nuzzling their face into their neck, ankles hooking together, while A drapes their arms around B and they fall back asleep for a while. Post-break up kisses: Soft and slow. Hands on each other’s arms in a way that neither can tell if the other is pushing away or pulling closer. The kiss ends with their foreheads pressed together, neither wanting it to be true that this is happening. Christmas kisses: More smile than actual kiss. A holds mistletoe above their heads while B rolls their eyes, but pulls A down by the collar of their ugly Christmas sweater for a heated kiss. A takes B by the waist and walks forward until they are around the corner, away from the prying eyes and hoots of the rest of their friends and family. Comforting kisses: B walks into find A sitting on the bed, shoulders shaking, cheeks wet. A looks up, face looking stricken for a moment. B is shocked, and quietly says A’s name. At this, A breaks, face crumpling, and only barely has time to reach both hands out for B before B is there, kneeling at A’s feet. B takes A’s hands first, kissing their knuckles and palms. Then B reaches up to hold A’s face, pressing soft kisses around their cheeks, their lips, murmuring “it’s okay” and “you’re alright” and “I’m here” in between. “I thought I lost you” kisses: The breath is knocked out of both of them with the force that they collide with. Hands grip the back of t-shirts and palms are pressed up and under shirts, holding them close, feeling the warmth of their skin. Palms are pressed to cheeks, thumbs swiping away tears until their mouths collide messily, the world seeming to disappear around them. “We can’t do this” kisses: Fists clenched, hands shoved into pockets. Brows low or brought together, jaws clenched. A feeling like a magnetic pull between them. Their foreheads press together, their lips brush, just barely, until B pulls away with a shaking exhale, forehead dropping into A’s neck. “Come to bed” kisses: A has their hands on B’s neck, murmuring the phrase softly. A’s hands slide down B’s arms to their hands, lacing their fingers together and slowly starting to pull B towards their bedroom. A continues to pepper B with kisses all the while, trailing them down their jaw and neck. “You look beautiful” kisses: Just a soft press of lips to the temple, resting them there for a moment, then smiling down and telling them as much. “I’ll be right back” kisses: A puts their hands on B’s shoulders from behind them, where they are sat on the couch. He leans down and around, while B turns his head a little, accepting the quick peck. “I missed you” kisses: Long and relentless, holding their body close, arms wrapped completely around their waist. A burying their head in B’s neck and pressing kisses there too. Angry kisses: Hard, gripping. Fists in clothes, shoving each other against walls. Fingers digging into hips. But the kisses always melt away from that. They turn into brushes of lips between shaking breaths, until they’re out of energy and are left just standing there, holding each other, fingers carding through hair. Sad kisses: Almost not a kiss at all. Just holding onto each other tightly, A’s lips pressed to B’s temple, whispering soft words, desperately trying to provide whatever comfort they can. In the dark kisses: The movie plays in the background, but A and B are hardly paying attention from the back row. They kiss soundlessly, long and soft, fingers locked. A’s arm is thrown behind B’s seat, wrist bent to curl their fingers into B’s hair. Dying kisses: A holds B in their arms, panicked, crying. Murmurs of “no, no, no.” Salt on their lips from tears. Voice cracking. Holding on tightly to their shirt, their shoulder, their hand, roughly pulling them against their body, anything to try and keep them tethered to this earth. Kissing them as they die (“no. No, stay awake—“), Kissing them once more even with the life has left their body (No. God, come back. Please, come back. Please, look at me, I’m right here”).

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all four of the dumb lil laughs rin lets out in the crab festival track

gosh what a dumb cutie

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are they...you know....*does sports anime fistbump*

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I AM SO SORRY.

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i love

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sourin week: day 8 - free sourin + touch

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Being both soft and strong is a combination very few have mastered.

Yasmin Mogahed (via islamicrays)

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