#DAY 3!

[hoegrove]

insp. #HarringroveWeek Day 3

[seblainelyrics]

I’ve dreamt about you nearly every night this week How many secrets can you keep? ‘Cause there’s this tune I found That makes me think of you somehow and I play it on repeat Until I fall asleep, spillin’ drinks on my settee 

- “Do I Wanna Know?” by Arctic Monkeys

[jkateel]

Day 3: Inspired

[dailyfanplushii]

watching Ride the Cyclone

[ichisama]

704 words | rating: t | post-canon

Samatoki was on the phone with Jyuto when he heard it.

Two of his men, making their way down the hall outside his office. His door was open just a crack, just enough to let their voices in.

"Did you hear that?"

"Sounds like ane-san just pulled up."

"Hope he brought food. I'm starving."

Samatoki could practically feel all his thoughts grind to a halt. He'd gotten a text from Ichiro just a few minutes ago, saying he'd picked up the crew's lunch order and would be dropping by with it soon.

Which meant… 'ane-san' was…

"Samatoki?" Jyuto prompted, when Samatoki had been silent for a touch too long.

"I think these freaks have been calling Ichiro 'ane-san' behind my back."

Jyuto was quiet for a moment. Then: "What else would they call him?"

Before Samatoki could ask what the hell that was supposed to mean, Jyuto got another call and hung up to take it. Samatoki stared dead ahead as the familiar sound of a van door sliding open and shut reached his ears.

Outside his office, his men gave Ichiro a hearty, boisterous welcome. Ichiro wasn't officially a member of the Katen-gumi—Samatoki wouldn't allow it—but he'd been coming around every now and then, for the past few months, to help out with this and that. The guys who worked for Samatoki had taken quite a shine to him in that time, if only because Ichiro usually came with food.

Once Ichiro passed off the takeout he'd picked up from a local Chinese place, he made his way down the hall and rapped his knuckles against Samatoki's office door. As usual, he let himself in without waiting for an answer, like he knew Samatoki wouldn't mind.

Which was true.

Samatoki had even told him, time and again, that he didn't need to knock. Especially if he had food.

Which he did.

It wasn't takeout from any of the nearby restaurants, either. But a bento, homemade. Colorful. Chock-full of Samatoki's favorites, and some not-so-favorites that Samatoki begrudgingly tolerated since Ichiro insisted they were good for him.

It was, in fact, just like one of those loving wife bentos the married guys on Samatoki's team liked to brag about.

But that didn't mean Ichiro was…

"Did you know?" Samatoki blurted out as Ichiro unpacked the bento on his desk and dragged a chair over for himself. "They've been calling you 'ane-san'."

Ichiro blinked and froze, half-seated, before slowly lowering himself the rest of the way into the chair.

Samatoki almost could have grimaced. It was fucking weird, wasn't it? Ichiro's reaction proved it. "I'll tell them to cut—"

"I mean," Ichiro said, lips twitching with a barely restrained grin. "What else would they call me?"

Samatoki was the one to blink, now. "You're… fine with it?"

"Mm."

"But… they're talking about you like…" Samatoki blinked a second time, his mouth going rapidly dry. "Like you're my wife."

"And?"

"You're not my wife!"

Ichiro snorted as he passed Samatoki a pair of chopsticks. "Not for lack of trying."

"Huh?"

"Not. For lack. Of trying," Ichiro repeated, bold and unashamed. He gestured to the bentos laid out across Samatoki's desk with a flick of his eyes. "Has it not been obvious?"

"…huh?!"

Samatoki dropped his gaze to the bentos as well. The ones that were made with such obvious care. The ones that always brightened his days. The ones he always photographed too, to show off later, to the other husbands who liked to brag about their lunches.

"Oh," Samatoki breathed. All at once, it seemed so obvious. "You wanna be my wife, Ichi?"

Ichiro ducked his head, finally having the decency to turn a bit pink. But his smile remained, growing all the wider. "Might want a couple dates first, some boyfriend time."

"Anything," Samatoki promised in a rush, before sinking back in his seat with a groan. "Man. What am I gonna do on the onsen trip I booked to woo the fuck outta you next week?"

"Eat your food, danna," Ichiro chided. "I'm sure we'll come up with a few ideas."

An answering grin curled at Samatoki's lips as he finally lifted his chopsticks.

Yeah.

He was pretty sure of that too.

[theinternetisfulloftrash]

......

[bookwyrminspiration]

god I would be UNSTOPPABLE if I was capable of consistently initiating tasks. just you wait. you'll be waiting a while but just you wait

[where-the-tumbleweed-plays]

Tumbleweed needs everyone to know that I am his most cruel and heartless mother for decreasing the amount of food he gets due to him gaining a third again his body weight over the last year no that is not all fur Tumbleweed you are shaped like a pregnant sheep!

He has spent much of the day stomping from room to room while yelling his immense displeasure.

[bisexualvader]

what my notifs look like currently

[willgrahamscock]

pausing mid thrust to open tumblr.com to delete the celibacy gif I reblogged 2 weeks ago

[stuckinapril]

the true girlhood experience (fighting the urge to fall to your knees in the middle of a grocery shopping aisle because of a sudden wave of grief that hit you out of nowhere)

[obsob]

i am a being capable of immeasurable love and whimsy

[omatoxin]

strange happenings -

[ardri-na-bpiteog]

Also increasingly aware that a LOT of people "manage" getting through the 40+ hour work week by sleeping less than is healthy and relying on stimulants like coffee and energy drinks to keep them going.

For people who are unwilling or unable to do this...work really does just dominate your life. Like we really should not have to rely on unhealthy practices just to have a social life or keep on top of housework or whatever.

I know I post about this a lot but I'm so TIRED all the time and it's just so depressing that this is how we're expected to spend the one life we have.

[vicagentstan]

hey people here's the ultimate boop guide!! (in case ur confused)

to boop people, just go to either the home/explore page and scroll until you find someone with a boop button next to their name like this ↓

just click that and u booped someone!!

(some people opted out so not everyone has that option)

(also, it doesn't matter if the person is following you, your moot, etc,, u can just boop a random stranger!)

you can also boop yourself by going to your own blog and click the boop button on top of a post that you made/reblogged !

(also gives you this pop-up lol)

you can also view someone's blog and then boop them with this button !

last but not least we have the super boop !!

find any boop button, hover over it for a few seconds, then it should do a spinning animation; then click it and if it gives u this pop-up that means it worked :3

update: ok i dont think super booping works on mobile :(

WAIT GUYS YOU CAN EVIL BOOP SOMEONE

hover over the boop button and wait for it to do the spinning animation at least 3 times, then click it and it should give u this pop-up

im gonna try super booping everyone who interacts with this lol

ok im also gonna attempt to super boop your other accounts too

I CANT KEEP UP HELPP 😭 (also its almost midnight for me now..)

woke up with 7k notes and its still going 😭 not attempting to boop every single person anymore lol.. 💔

muting notifs on this post since its over

[backgroundagent3]