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mahoumelody replied to your post “What if, if Makoto isn’t really in the mood to have sex, but Rin (who really wants the D) puts his hair up in a ponytail and Makoto is all like, “Damn he did the sexy thing and now I want to fuck him” And then BAM sex.”
everyone gets turned on by the ponytail lbr now
you have to admit it’s pretty much impossible not to love it„„ i mean
What if, if Makoto isn't really in the mood to have sex, but Rin (who really wants the D) puts his hair up in a ponytail and Makoto is all like, "Damn he did the sexy thing and now I want to fuck him" And then BAM sex.
goddamnit Rin, goddamnit
Is my headcanon only Nagisa, Haruka, Rei and Makoto know what happened That Night during training camp. So, imagine Nagisa lets it slip (he is high on sugar or something) when Rin is present. You know, that Mako-chan almost drowned. How will Rin react, knowing that the last words he could have told Makoto were that he was a loser (depending of the subers, I mean).
oh god no
((this is for my friend, Julie, who’s birthday is in a few days! Happy Birthday Julie!))
It was winter time in the Iwatobi Kingdom. Princess Makoto hated winter time. No, that was a lie. She loved winter. The fire place, the hot cocoa and the sweet smell of the logs of wood that they delivered far down in the basement under the castle. But the princess could never enjoy it all just in time. It was because she became ill. No matter how many doctors gave her boxes and boxes of syrups and soups, or how many healthy plates of balanced food she ate or how many times she prayed with her mother, she became ill just when winter came around. She became ill and sick and tired.
I got frustrated at the lack of kitties so I wrote my own prompt. This is the first in a series of one-shots centered on MakoRin and kitties. Yeah, I have my priorities right.MakoRin + Kitties [PART 1] — Rin lets Makoto in on a secret.
Obsessed was such an unbecoming word. His feelings for the other teen were not some dirty obsession. His love was so much purer than that. No one understood Rin like he did. No one knew Rin like he did. No one. Anyone who claimed otherwise could be easily dismissed. Makoto was not someone to be underestimated.
Waiting patiently at the cafe across from Rin’s gym he sipped a coffee and skimmed through the pictures on his phone, glancing at the passersby outside with minimal interest. When Rin stepped out, red hair still damp from his shower, Makoto put down his coffee and slipped after him. Even from this distance he could smell the lingering scent of chlorine mixed soap wafting back from Rin. He wanted to bottle that scent so he could breathe it in any time he wanted to no matter where he was.
A cheery voice called out to the redhead and Makoto fell back a couple steps and studied the display in a nearby flower shop. It was surprising to some that someone as tall as he was could blend in to the background so easily. But it came in handy.
His eyes narrowed as Nagisa and Gou hurried up to Rin. Nagisa giggled at something Rin said and Makoto growled low in his throat. That was his Rin they were hanging all over. He could tolerate it from Gou, she was Rin’s sister after all, but Nagisa. Well Nagisa knew better.
Rin was Mako’s not Nagisa’s. The blonde knew that but appeared to have forgotten. Mako would just have to… remind him. A small smile crept onto his face as he turned and headed back to the station.