#misaki x usagi

[ezra-shiwasu1112]

Por ellos le echo ganas a la vida 🥺❤️❤️

Misaki amasando el pan 🥴🥖🔥

Ese perro culazo que trae misaki 🥵🍑🍆

[bluebrrsnmtint]

Okay don’t kill me but I headcanon Misaki as a gay grey aroace

[akadinosan]

Day #7 of @sihjrweek - Favourite Series

Another Year with Usagi-san 🐻💜

[ladyviren]

Junjou Romantica

[girlwithshipsshitshow]

Constantly crying over my Ships while I’m sick and listening to Taylor swift isn’t helping me get any better 😭😭🤣🤣.

[taylorlynn-art]

🧸🐥🐼

“Romantica”

Pencil ✍🏻 05/31/2011

I was so obsessed with this couple 🌸

[nekosan97]

Akihiko Usami (Usagi-san)

App - Face play

[fnec]

hi it's soo (aka bbl-usami) I deactivated my previous blog cuz shit really hit the fan, but I'm back! anyway i don't like sihjr as much as I used to so this blog might be dead or very off topic from sihjr so yeahah.. also, ask me things that's fun

Anyway it wouldn't be me if I didn't add some art so here's a fem usami I'm working on

[seraphimti]

[ezra-shiwasu1112]

Ellos nunca pierden el tiempo 🥵🔥 parecen conejos 😂. Si está historia fuera omegaverse, ya tendrían un equipo de fútbol hahaha.

2da parte del extra que incluye el booklet del tomo 27.

[unappeasableabyss]

[akadinosan]

I wouldn't miss the @sihjrweek for anything 🐻

Let's begin Day 1 with - Confusion/Fancy

POV Misaki before Usagi-san's award ceremony...

Confused about being fancy...

Later that night...

POV Misaki at Usagi-san's award ceremony after party...

Fancy... but very confused

[kurooicha]

Misaki waking up after their wedding night and looking at his ring, happy to be reminded of being a married man.

[angiestarlove]

junjou romantica gore

[zisgarbage]

Sorry, this is long but I wanted to share some of what I wrote last night in a sleepy haze cause i felt like I would’ve died if I didn’t write something- Misaki x Usami

Rain falls softly on the window panes, creating soft pitter-pattering sounds. That’s all that fills the large, spacious condo of the Great Lord Usami. Misaki grimaces, “why doesn’t Usagi-san fill it up more? The amount of empty space is creepy!” The twenty-something year old walks down the stairs as softly as he can, hoping not to attract the attention of his landlord who is writing the last few chapters of his novel. After so many years living with the man, Misaki knows not to bother Usagi writing, unless he wants to face the wrath of god (Aikawa-san). It’s about 3 a.m. The boy decided to take a break from writing a report on some dead Japanese writer he doesn’t even care about. He doesn’t care about it so much, in fact, he is willing to face the wrath of the devil (Kamijou).

Misaki is suddenly awoken by the stench of burning food. Oh no… He jolts up without even allowing his eyes to fully focus before he starts yelling at his partner.

“Usagi-san! Get away from the stove!” the boy demands. His tall boyfriend, hair messed up and dark circles under his eyes, slowly drage his limbs away from the burning stove. Misaki wobbles over to see the damage done, which is eggs, he supposes, burnt to a crisp, and some horrid, brown concoction in a pot.

Letting out a sigh, he turns to Usami.

“What possessed you to cook breakfast?” he asks.

“You seemed tired. I wanted to take some stress off you by making omelets and rice.” Usami says softly, averting eye contact.

“Ah…” Misaki thinks to himself, ‘so that stuff was supposed to be rice, isn’t rice supposed to be white?’. He shakes the thought out of his head and forces a smile, “Thanks for the thought, Usagi-san, but we agreed I do stuff like cooking, yes?”

“If we can’t have omelets,” the taller man begins slowly advancing to Misaki, “can I eat you?” As he says these words, Misaki can practically hear the smirk he has on his face.

“No-shit! I’m late for school! I have to go.”

He successfully slips out of his boyfriend's grasp and runs to change his clothes. As he runs to his room, he sees the place on the couch he must have fallen asleep on. The paper and pen still laid on the table, a long line fell from one of the rain droplets and down the page. Misaki glanced over to see that an extra pillow and blanket were on the couch that he hadn’t seen the previous night. ‘Usagi-san must have finished late last night and checked on me…’ Misaki blushes at the thought of his partner, practically dead from writing, making the effort to find a pillow and blanket to make him more comfortable.

‘He’s always thinking of me. Even when he is working himself to death, he still thinks about me.’ Misaki really loves Usami, the man who’s always thinking about him, so much.

[taylorlynn-art]

Pencil ✍🏻 2011