#a shout into the wind

[happy-shitting]

do you ever look at someone and just know? your whole body is drawn to them and it’s fucking magnetic and addicting and you can’t look away from them. and your whole body feels hot and sweaty and about to burst when you see them and talk and joke with them? but you do look away, because you’re supposed to be committed to someone else and you deprive yourself from the truth because why the fuck would you get what you want? that does not happen in this timeline. eventually you decide to live more honestly, cut the excess weight and continue on and keep repeating yourself hot priest’s words, “it’ll pass” but then it just doesn’t

[chloesimaginationthings]

They all share the same voice actress,,

[togament]

You’ve always known Ume’s great with kids. With the way he’s always so playful with them, so helpful with whatever they might need — it’s like they’ve got a big brother in him. And it’s true to some extent. He sees everyone in Makochi as family, after all.

So when you spot him cradling a shop owner’s newborn baby in his arms, it doesn’t surprise you. Even babies love him. No surprise there.

But when he coos at the little one so gently, gazing down at them like one of his own, letting them grab his finger with their tiny hands, you feel your heart flutter. You walk over to stand beside him, stunned with your heart absolutely melting at the sight.

He turns to meet your gaze with the brightest smile on his face as he makes the baby give you the tiniest, most precious wave. You give them both a tiny wave back. Leaning towards you to give you a kiss on the crown of your head, he whispers an “I love you” into your scalp. You could only muster a soft hum in response, leaning your cheek on his shoulder with your arm wrapped around his waist, reaching a finger out for the baby to hold too.

And he understands. Maybe someday it’ll be one of your own in his arms.

‘Our kid someday’, he thinks to himself.

Someday.

Maybe someday.

౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

[lamentable-comedy]

so anyway snowbaz at watford are basically that one kate beaton comic

[tj-crochets]

The beach quilt is complete!

[ladycamdens]

Her default state is adorable - nymphia wind, rpdr s16

[counterfictional]

i'm bothered by how fictionfolk seem to be treated. people want to have healthy standards between fictional identity and reality, but they do it so harshly to where they're discrediting others' fictional identities. they're not "yes, and...", they're just flat-out "no"-ing other's experiences.

source separation just seems to be flat out denying your identity instead of acknowledging how this reality works differently, or accepting the natural growth that occurs when living and learning new things.

it feels like fictional identities are "cool" yet extremely shamed.

[wasntthataparty]

Another post of LU as quotes from me and my brother specifically *Looking around the water frantically* "STAY VIGILANT." - Wind *Watching a guy driving his boat* "What is he doing??" - Wind "Wind, wanna go to the beach?" "To wiggle our toes in the sand?" "Don't say that." - Time and Wind *Holding up his foot* "Grippers.." *Warriors holds up his foot* "EW." - Legend *Running across the beach* "Hurry up! You have the weight of four people, you can run four times as fast!" - Four and Wild "I didn't know there was a men's outhouse..." "Yeah, I just saw the door." - Wild and Wind "And I'm turning to the big bay, there's two boats here, I got scared" *not scared at all* - Wind "sk-lights? Do they light up? How?" "You stomp them, they're sketchers light-ups-" - Time and Twilight

[detroitlib]

From our stacks: Cover detail from Wind Whispers, Shadow Shouts by Sharon Green. New York: AvoNova, Avon Books, 1995. Cover art by Donato

[orewing]

WIND BREAKER VOLUME 3 JACKET REVEALED (Illustration by Character Designer & Chief Animation Director Taishi Kawakami)

[mellaithwen]

Just saw Twisters in the cinema for the second time and godddd it just really reiterated how desperate I am to see a tornado as the 911 opening-disaster one day :’)

…..anyway you get the gist ;)

[togament]

More windbreaker threats you say? Maybe I… introduce u to my favorite tall glass of water; Hiragi Toma?—- I’m sorry u know he’s all I cry about but listEN!!

The way he walks around searching for the shirt you’ve just hidden, so you can admire his solid torso, and distinct V line… the way his necklace shifts back and forth in your face when he’s pushing your legs up to your chest, pounding into you just the way you asked for… the way he can’t help but leave clear bite marks along your nape and thighs … all while by the end of the day, cradling you and telling you how cute you are… <3333 I’m struck DUMB for this man HELP

i… am having thoughts of busy hiragi, only having him you yourself for such a short period of time twice or thrice a week. he hasn’t touched you in weekssss — but not until you can finally get him alone.

NSFW, +18 stuff under the cut. MDNI.

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hiragi’s a busy (and stressed) man. he’s got way more on his plate than you could imagine, being a guardian to ume (who supplies most of the stress for hiragi personally on a silver platter), looking over the bofurin boys, being ume’s ‘spy’ for kotoha just in case she gets hurt and you, his beloved, beloved partner.

you who could absolutely, noooo, never, want to stress him out further. you who he has caught practically drooling when he rolls up his sleeves to do something. you who has always helped him with the bofurin boys, wanting him to take a load off. you who have constantly been riling him up when you’re alone for just a couple of minutes, only to walk away like nothing happened when someone’s nearby.

you who definitely didn’t hide his shirt when he’s changing out of his sweat and paint soaked ones, gawking at how his muscles flex and unflex as he’s practically turning the empty classroom inside out.

fuck. you think he looks better in the moonlight.

you who definitely didn’t ask ume in advance if you could have hiragi for the evening just in case they had meetings. you who convinced ume so easily. little does he know what you have in store for his best friend.

now you’re folded over on one of the school desks, ankles dangling by your ears. the incessant and rhythmic screeching and thumping of the chairs echo through the empty highschool. hiragi’s silver necklace glistens in the moonlight while he’s fucking you senselessly, brows knitted and hands steady on the table below you. god it’s like he wants to break you.

“h-harder!!! fuck, hiragi-! y-you’re too fucking good-“, the words eke out of you pathetically, already fucked out of your mind and cockdrunk. the wet squelching of your cunt grows sloppier the harder he folds you. his girth stretching you out in unimaginable ways.

“i knew it,” he says sharply, accompanying each syllable with a harsh thrust into you. oh he’s pissed. “i know you hid my shirt-“, he grins, reaching between your bodies to rub at your clit. you tighten around him, practically squealing his name. you didn’t hide it well enough. the shirt’s clearly peeking from your bag right next to his.

oh. oh fuck.

you know he can see right through your plan.

“that desperate to get me alone? huh? you missed this cock filling you up?”, he practically grows but then he stops rubbing before immediately kneeling between your legs but not before adding onto the bitemarks he’s already left minutes ago into your session. your inner thighs are practically riddled with his teeth marks. “well too fuckin’ bad.”

he starts eating you out, licking a wide strip up your lips then flicking at your clit rapidly, earning a yelp and a tight grip on his hair. you come over and over on his tongue, quivering as your juices flow down your cunt and onto the wooden desk.

standing straight up once more, he enters you slowly but not without tapping his tip on your clit first, hissing at the tight sensation before thrusting harshly once, twice, thrice and pop! he pulls out, feverishly stroking his cock. his cum drips down his fist, and squirts on his tight, glistening abs and chest.

tired, sweaty and heaving heavily, he guides you to sit up, pressing gentle kisses to your cheek and lips. he grabs a wet wipe from his bag and cleans you up first then cleans himself up last with a new towelette.

minutes after, you’re both all dressed up and proper, leaving the school campus and into the night. save for a couple of his bitemarks slightly peeking over your collar, you look pretty decent. as you’re walking to the train station, you stagger a little but hiragi and holds you against his side, a steady hand on your waist. after him being all up in your guts, how could you even walk straight?

“sorry about your shirt,” you mumble, leaning into him as you walk. he only lets our a breathy chuckle before shaking his head. he pops a couple gaskuns, chewing them before he answers.

“i should keep a leash on you,” he mutters into your scalp, pressing a kiss on the crown of your head. “god you’re like a puppy,” he playfully groans, pulling away while his fingers drum at your side.

“Am I the cutest puppy though?” you bat your eyes playfully at him. ah… he knows you mean it in jest. he only smiles down at you, leaning in closely with his lips barely grazing yours.

“the absolute cutest.”

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a/n: whew that was… Something. lmao this was supposed to be a short drabble, i swear. hiragi hard fucker, sweet sweet lover agenda go UP. i know for a fact he’s a BEAST at aftercare. it comes so naturally to him like HI? forehead kisses and cuddles? grabby hands.

i rly hope u like this bb @witch--btch 🙇‍♀️✨

[raamitsu]

THE COMPLETE SILENCE AT THE END

[jackshiccup]

made matching hijack covers for my curated otnwas playlist that i've been having on repeat for the past month if any of u want to listen 🤞🏽

[taryo88]

When you try to get Avra down off the wardrobes, you do so at your own risk [based on this post]

Please go read RUNNING CLOSE TO THE WIND by Alexandra Rowland, I need more people to experience this silly little guy and his silly little mouth sounds

[artforinfinity]

She's like if a girl had so much going on rn

Reblogs appreciated <3