#confession 2280

[western-magical-girl-confessions]

“I could see myself enjoying a miraculous reboot with Scarabella and Kitty Noire, I feel like they're much more fun to watch and have a better chemistry than Ladynoire. I don't know if that's because they'd be wlw, but either way to me it just feels more fun and refreshing to see these two girls on-screen. I feel like I watched Adrien and Marinette's story a thousand times, and they don't bring anything new to the table (not specifically representation-wise, but character wise. What about their personality makes them fun and new to watch? I'm not very interested in them as characters, especially because they do not get to grow and change, and Marinette always gets punished, and Adrien always gets pitied. I know cartoons can have a memorable routine that can be fun but I just find their routine exhaustive to watch).

It also feels fitting for the magical girls inspiration. Most magical girl groups are...girls-only, and because of that they end up making sapphic couples more often. It is one of the few genres in cinema that is female-dominated, similar to horror (which is important to me because I remember having an argument with my cousin and sister as a kid over who got to be the girl character in the cartoons we loved, because there was max 2 main girls). I understand Chat Noir's presence is so boys won't think it's a "cartoon for girls" and won't be driven away from it...but there's nothing wrong with having a "cartoon for girls" in the first place. I've met tons of young boys that watched Winx, or Powerpuff girls, or other magical girls western show or anime (i mean...myself included, in a way). And in the way animation has been going with gay storylines? If anything, it'd bring even more attention to have the main leads be sapphic.”

[f1nalboys]

confessional ; lester sinclair

Lester Sinclair x GN!Reader

WORD COUNT: 2280

WARNINGS: nsfw, no sex, priest kink, blasphemy, perverting the catholic faith etc, hands free orgasm, some nasty stuffs going down in the confessional, cumming in his pants, talk about sacreligious fantasies, corrupting lester teehee. not really proofread, based off of this thing i wrote

The confessional booth is dark and quiet. As Lester sits in the small wooden seat, his hands clasped loosely in his lap, resting on his robes, he ponders for just a moment if this is his true calling. He wonders if the other priests, all older, more experienced and devout, struggle with the thoughts he does. Lester has no time to think about it as he hears the confessional curtain slide open, the clinking of the eyelet rings against the pole having him sit up a bit straighter. 

His thumb runs over the rosary as he listens to the person settle into their side of the booth. Lester swallows heavily as he stares forwards into the wooden door, at the carved wooden statue of his Lord and Savior nailed to the cross, shifting in his seat. He knows the penitent cannot see him, that he is shrouded in darkness and separated by the old wood and lattice, but he knows God can see him and he must be careful. Careful with his thoughts, careful with his actions, careful with leading the flock to the path of righteousness. A hush falls over the booth.

“Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.” Lester’s eyes widen slightly and he can feel his pulse in his throat. He knew that voice, knew who it belonged to, and though he shouldn’t, he couldn’t help but put a face to the voice. Your image manifests in front of him, translucent, a mirage against the grain of the door. “This is my first confessional.”

Lester nods, forgetting for a moment the image of you is purely in his mind. He clears his throat, which was suddenly dry, and smooths the purple stole. “That’s alright. This is one of my first confessions too, y'know.” He says quietly, a lie, and he can’t help but feel the corner of his lips twitch at the sigh of relief he hears you let out. He wonders what you look like right now, if you’re in your usual attire or something different. It was later in the day, warmer than usual, and he has to clear his throat again to rid his thoughts of what that might entail. “Just… confess your sins and I'll do my best to help lead ya to absolution.”

“Thank you, Father.” You take a deep breath and Lester waits with bated breath, unsure of why he is so interested in what you will confess. The sins have always blended together. Adultery, drinking, gossiping, materialism, jealousy, lying; he’s heard every sin a thousand times over and not once did he ever feel invested past his holy duty. But this is you, the young lamb he was meant to protect. 

No, Lester thinks to himself as you begin to speak, the young lamb God was meant to protect. Not him. “I’ve lied to people before, dozens of times, just to get a better outcome for myself. I’m selfish, greedy, and gluttonous.” Lester hears the waver in your voice as you speak and he wonders for a split second if you knew by his voice that he was the one taking your confession. “I don’t pray everyday, I‘ve missed Mass many times due to laziness…” 

He waits as you trail off to see if you continue speaking. When the awkward silence hangs over the booth like a raincloud he speaks, doing his best to keep his voice calm and even. “Ask for absolution and I can give it to ya.” He says, his accent strong and comforting, his eyes still on the wooden door. He had been sitting on the small wooden seat far past comfort, but the pain and ache in his back was no longer felt.

“Please… can you grant me absolution, Father?” 

You speak right away, as if commanded by him, and your voice sends a shiver down his spine. You were eager to be forgiven, listening to his every word. He realizes that he could steer you wrong, he could push you towards darkness instead of the light, and that you’d follow. He swallows heavily, his eyes fluttering shut for a brief moment. They snap open. The lust for power burned heavy in his heart; he could tell you whatever he wanted and you’d believe him. You would do anything if he said so.

“I can. Say five ‘Our Father’s’ and you'll be forgiven.”

“Thank you, Father.” You say and Lester swears he can hear your relief. 

He keeps his eyes closed as he brings his rosary, an old flashy thing with a red sapphire in the center his mother had passed down to him, to his lips. You begin to murmur the Act of Contrition, Lester whispering along to his part. “Go in peace.” He says, settling back as he waits to hear you stand, for the curtain to be pulled back and for yet another member of the congregation to enter and for him to start the process over again. It doesn’t come. “You alright, sweetheart?”

His voice is etched with concern, his eyes opening and for the first time, he allows himself to look over through the lattice. Your silhouette is there, your head bent down, your hands clasped into prayer, and he nearly gasps at the want that stirs in his stomach. He can’t see you, but now that he faces you, he can see your outline, he can smell your perfume, he can just barely make out the curve of your lips as you whisper hurriedly to yourself. When your head moves up, he sits back as quickly as he can, staring at the door.

“I didn’t confess everything.” 

“That’s alright. Do you wanna confess more?” 

“I do but… I’m afraid it’s sacreligious.” 

The words nearly take his breath away. “Sacreligious?” He says, unable to hide the surprise in his voice. He won’t say it - can't say it - but he wasn’t sure that was possible. Not with you, at least. “I think you should kneel and confess.” It’s out of his mouth before he means to say it, his accent growing stronger, but he hears the sounds of you moving from the creaky wooden bench onto the ground. He keeps his eyes on the door but he can see you there, knelt on the ground with your hands clasped at your face, looking up at the lattice with wide nervous eyes.

“I… I suffer from impure thoughts, Father.”

Lester grins softly, shaking his head. “That’s hardly sacreligious. It’s-”

“It’s about a priest, Father.” Lester stops talking, feeling his cock stir in his pants. He blinks, sure he misheard. But he hears you sniffle and he clears his throat slightly. “I-It’s one of the priests here, at this church.”

“Which priest?”

“I can’t-”

“The only way for ya' to be absolved is if you’re completely honest with me.” Lester says, ignoring the guilt building in his chest. This is wrong. He has a holy duty to steer these people right, to the word of the Lord, and yet now he was ever so slowly moving his hand up his leg to his crotch, pushing his robes up to his hips so he can gently press his palm against his bulge. “The Lord is kind to those who trust him enough to confess their deepest sins.” 

Lester hears you sniffle again before you make an affirming noise. “It’s… it’s Father Sinclair.” Lester bites down harshly onto his bottom lip to hold back a noise. The copper taste of blood fills his mouth as he closes his eyes, humming. “I know it’s wrong… I’ve only been coming here, to church, for a few weeks, and with every other priest I’ve been able to control my thoughts. But… there’s something about Father Sinclair… I know it’s wrong of me, Father.”

“It’s okay.” He reassures you quickly, though his voice is thicker than it was before. “No need to cry. These… thoughts that you’ve been having… can you go into detail?” Lester’s head leans backwards, thunking against the wood. “It's important to be honest, you know? You have to tell the truth if you want to be free.”

“I… do I have to?”

“Are you embarrassed?”

“Yeah, I am.”

“Then yeah, ya do. You’re embarrassed because you know it’s wrong. It’s hard to be truthful but it’s important. It’s for the salvation of your soul, sweetheart.”

“Okay…” You take in a slow and deep breath and Lester prepares himself for the filth that would soon be flowing from your sweet lips by ever so slightly rubbing his palm against his bulge. It’s almost impossible for him to hold back his hiss of pleasure, but he does so, God willing. His eyes close though he swears he can still see the accusatory stare of the wooden Jesus in the darkness.

“Take your time and remember; you gotta be honest. The complete and utter truth.” He’s not sure if he’s telling you or if he’s begging you. 

A few moments pass and he holds his breath. You begin to speak quietly, your voice close to him now with your position on your knees closer to the lattice that separates you both, and he briefly wonders if this is how God feels when he hears prayers. He wonders if God feels the swell of pride in his chest at the sheer devotion he has been shown or if he is above that. All Lester knows is that he is not.

“I…I sometimes think about him when I’m alone at night. I.. touch myself.” Lester hums, low in his throat, his hand grinding down just a little harder. “I think about him there with me… touching me, telling me how to touch him.” You let out a choked noise, surely a sob at your sins, but Lester hears it as a moan. “Even when I try to think about something else, my mind drifts.”

“Spirits willin' but the flesh is weak, s'that it?”

“Very weak.” You reply and he can almost see you nod your head. “Sometimes during his sermon I drift off… I start thinking about him bending me over one of the pews,” Lester makes a choked noise, trying to cover it with a cough, his cock aching against his pants. He wants to pull his dick out but he knows he will never, ever, be able to go back once he does that. The punishment God had in store for him was already grand, there was no reason to push it just yet. “And whispering in my ear about how I feel better than any earthly thing he’s ever felt.”

“I-I see…” Lester says, his eyelids heavy as he opens them and looks down at his lap. Even in the dark of the confessional he can see the dark spot that was growing on his pants and he is thankful for the robes he dons so he can shuffle out of here and back to his chambers without someone seeing the physicality of his failure. “Is that all?” 

His voice is strained, his hips bucking against the tight fabric of his pants, chasing friction he shouldn’t find enjoyable. He was so close, had only felt this way twice before, both times in the cloak of the night with his hand wrapped tight around his cock and a sheen of sweat covering his forehead. Both times he had stopped, pulling his hand away from himself with a sharp gasp and a furrowed brow, watching his cock twitch and leak until he forced himself to roll over and go to sleep.

“I… I’ve thought about touching myself even now while talking about it.” You say and Lester bites down so hard onto his lip that he feels the skin break underneath his teeth once again, coating them in red, his pants coated in white as he cums. His nerves are shot, white dots floating in his vision as he comes back down to earth. What he just felt, before the guilt and embarrassment and worry settled in, was the closest to Heaven he knew he’d ever get. “That’s all, Father. That’s the complete and utter truth.”

Lester swallows heavily in an attempt to keep his voice level. He isn’t sure if he had made a noise of pleasure when he came, but you wait patiently for his absolution, so he carries forward. He can feel the heat of embarrassment crawling its way up his spine, his cheeks turning pink as he stares down at the mess he had made of himself. “That’s… a lot.” 

“I told you.”

“You did, you did…” He sucks in another breath and blinks hard, trying to clear his mind. “Five Hail Marys and seven Our Father’s should work…” he plans on leaving it there, hoping to get you out of the confessional booth as quickly as possible, but his lips keep moving. “And I think you should come by weekly for counseling. You can request a specific priest, or whoever is available, and they can give you one on one counselin'.” 

“Will you do the one on one counseling with me, Father? I feel embarrassed about admitting this to someone else.”

“I… yes, if you’d like. But you would have to remind me of what you’ve confessed here; I don’t know your voice.” He says, stumbling over his own words. He turns to look through the lattice as you stand from where you’ve been kneeling, letting out a quiet breath of relief. He had gotten through this by the skin of his teeth.

“Thank you, Father Sinclair.” He can hear the smug smile in your voice and he lets out a low, throaty whine as his cock twitches pathetically. “I’ll see you next week.”

[usermischief]

Writing Patterns

Thank you, @raisesomehale for tagging me. 💖

Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!

untitled /Steo / words: 2280 / rating: T / alternative universe, Theo is sick, Stiles is sick (of his shit)

“Theo, I swear to— fuck.”

with heart in my hand / Steo / words: 3316 / rating: T / alternative universe, future fic, secret relationship, Theo is an idiot (but we still love him)

“Theo?”

minific 37 / Sterek / words: ~1k / rating: T / established relationship, 6b AU

Nolan looks more than terrified, and judging by his track record, this is bound to blow up in his face.

Sharing is Caring / Briles + (Isaac) / words: 6185 / rating: E / future fic, established relationship, pack bonding

“Hey, you got a minute to talk?”

once upon a do-over / Steo / words: 8,548 / rating: E / paranormal investigations, "medium"!Stiles, alternative universe

Stiles pushes his hands in the pockets of his jeans, squinting at the old structure maybe 250 feet away from them.

this funny feeling / Briles / words: 8208 / rating: E / future fic, Stiles is oblivious, Idiots in Love

“And here you go.”

this thing between us / Steo / words: 6228 / rating: E / getting back together, mentioned SA, panic attacks

“You’re fucking yourself up like this.”

the wake-up call / Stisaac / words: 3257 / rating: M / canon divergence, implied DV, post-canon, getting together

“You’re an FBI agent.”

minific 36 / Briles / words: ~1k / rating: T / getting together, drunk confessions

Stiles sits on the hospital bed, tugging on the patch that keeps the IV firmly in his vein.

minific 35 / Sterek / words: ~1k / rating: T / getting together, future fic

“I’m serious, you haven’t experienced heat until you’ve been to Europe in the summer. [...]"

Huh, looks like I do like to start with someone talking. 😂

Tagging: @amatchinwater @theoraeken @snaeken @raksh-writes @sapphireginger @bundibird @blue-eyedbeta and everyone else who wants to do it (but you don't have to).

[ao3feed-asoryuu]

言葉

by miukore Words, they are not everything, are they? Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 大逆転裁判 | Dai Gyakuten Saiban | The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles (Video Games) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Naruhodou Ryuunosuke, Asougi Kazuma Relationships: Asougi Kazuma/Naruhodou Ryuunosuke Additional Tags: Period-Typical Homophobia, Tenderness, Love Confessions via https://ift.tt/NZMfHcK

[ao3feed-moonknight]

The Definition of Insanity

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/XQoKhpW by VenusOnVellum Insanity, noun (in-ˈsa-nə-tē): The act of repeating something stupid over and over again and expecting a non-stupid result. Or something like that. Jean-Paul is starting to think he might be going insane. He'd have to be, to continue to follow Marc when he's spent weeks spiraling through delusions of grandeur and spectacular self-destruction. In the world of the mercenary, there's risky, and then there's reckless, and right now, with each day that passes Jean-Paul is getting closer and closer to thinking that the next job they take might just be the one that gets them killed. He's seen it a thousand times before: all it takes is one single lapse in judgment, one split second's worth of being off your game, and it's all over. But he can't say no. He won't say no. Not to Marc. And Jean-Paul knows that following Marc despite it all most assuredly has to mean he's insane. Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Moon Knight (Comics), Moon Knight (TV 2022) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Marc Spector, Jean-Paul DuChamp Relationships: Jean-Paul DuChamp/Marc Spector Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Feelings, Friendship/Love, Love Confessions, Loyalty, Kissing read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/XQoKhpW

[miraculousladybug-confessions]

“Lila is worst than Chloé for this reason: tbh Chloé will get some redemption,it'll take time but she's getting it. Lila is not,she became Volpina again,she was extremely happy about helping Hawk Moth,she rejected Ladybug's apology AND she's an obvious compulsive liar.”

[rmcmisha2022]

When you are trying to decide whether or not you need to pay rent...

https://creationentertainment859.activehosted.com/index.php?action=social&c=2053&m=2280

Also I am going to sign up for all the panels but, at the same time, I don’t know if I can sit through a J2 panel to be honest. I need the sexy silence to continue.

I know they aren’t doing a Cockles panel because it’s Creation and Misha has GISH but come on! The divorce arc? The confession? What the heck...

UPDATE: bought a personalized message from Misha as a gift to myself for my 30th birthday asking for life advice. No regrets!

[ao3feed-bakudeku]

by literallymoose

Izuku is at the whim of Bakugou. A lot of things are confessed. Bakugou takes advantage of that. Izuku likes it though. This is just pure kinky filth tbh.

Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: this is filthy, Degradation, Kinks, Top Bakugou Katsuki, Bottom Midoriya Izuku, Rough Sex, Overstimulation, izuku wants it, Humiliation, this is a little intense, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot

[ao3feed-geralt-jaskier]

by angryalchemist

Selkimore guts continue to drip down Geralt's shoulders from his hair, and Jaskier wonders just exactly when he’d gotten accustomed to their awful rotten meat smell during his travels with Geralt.

He thinks it says something about him, about his devotion and loyalty—or just his absolutely hopeless feelings for a witcher, but Jaskier likes to pretend he’d do it even if he weren’t deeply, madly, insanely in love with gold eyes and white hair.

He wouldn’t, probably, but he likes to pretend he would.

Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Witcher (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Bathing/Washing, Fluff, Love Confessions, First Kiss, here it is guys the obligatory Bathtub Fic

[phanfeed-ao3]

here comes forever

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Z7ZcM0

by localmisfit

Dan never really liked rom-coms. He found that they all followed the same cliches and formats. Dan starts to dislike them more when one day he wakes up and finds himself trapped in one.

Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Phandom/The Fantastic Foursome (YouTube RPF)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dan Howell, Phil Lester, the other usual phanfic people, yall know who

Relationships: Dan Howell/Phil Lester

Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Alternate Universe, Love Confessions, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Happy Ending

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Z7ZcM0

[ao3feed-asoryuu]

言葉

by miukore Words, they are not everything, are they? Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 大逆転裁判 | Dai Gyakuten Saiban | The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles (Video Games) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Naruhodou Ryuunosuke, Asougi Kazuma Relationships: Asougi Kazuma/Naruhodou Ryuunosuke Additional Tags: Period-Typical Homophobia, Tenderness, Love Confessions via https://ift.tt/NZMfHcK

[ao3feed-harringrove]

Trust me.

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2IKdb7C

by Fanflick

Jason has never really question his sexuality before, he mainly liked girls and stuck to what he knew best. However, everything changed once Tommy Oliver walked into detention that day.

Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Power Rangers (2017), Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Tommy Oliver, Jason Lee Scott

Relationships: Tommy Oliver/Jason Lee Scott, Tommy Oliver & Jason Lee Scott, Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove & Steve Harrington

Additional Tags: Post-Power Rangers (2017), Basically Joe Keery is Tommy, First Kiss, Implied/Referenced Brainwashing, Hurt/Comfort, Love Confessions, One Shot, I am harringrove trash, Not Beta Read

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[ao3feed-souyo]

Strange Beginnings

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by imightbejehan

Narukami Yu is infamous at Inaba for his one week flings. Every Monday, he will accept the first confession he receives, but when Sunday comes around he will always tell them this: "I'm sorry, I couldn't fall in love with you." Does Hanamura Yosuke even stand a chance?

Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/7, Language: English

Fandoms: Persona 4

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hanamura Yosuke, Narukami Yu, Seta Souji, Satonaka Chie, Amagi Yukiko, Other Character Tags to Be Added, Dojima Nanako

Relationships: Hanamura Yosuke/Seta Souji, Hanamura Yosuke/Narukami Yu, Hanamura Yosuke/Persona 4 Protagonist

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Seven Days AU, Fluff, Light Angst, Rating May Change

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2rbulz3

[ao3feed-klance]

All To Myself

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by kageyama_drama

Lance can't stand how close Keith and Shiro are; It's driving him crazy. But it's not because he's jealous or anything. ... That would be dumb.

Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Keith (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Pidge (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Coran (Voltron)

Relationships: Keith/Lance (Voltron), Keith & Lance (Voltron)

Additional Tags: Jealous Lance (Voltron), Oblivious Lance (Voltron), lance we love you but you're a lil dumb, Bisexual Lance (Voltron), Gay Keith (Voltron), the beginning has a line from season 2 so if you consider that a spoiler STAY AWAY, Miscommunication, First Kiss, Getting Together, Confessions

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[ao3feed-haikyuu]

A bet

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by asexualhugglebean

Goshiki and Hinata make a bet, loser owes the winner a favor of their choosing.

Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hinata Shouyou, Goshiki Tsutomu

Relationships: Goshiki Tsutomu/Hinata Shouyou

Additional Tags: Fluff, First Kiss, Confession, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, I guess??? lol, Post-Canon, again I guess???, Shyness, they're both shy babies, Hinata Shouyou is Sunshine, He's too good for this world, protect him, PROTECT GOSHIKI TOO, pocky, Crying, BUT NOT IN THE ANGSTY WAY, ALSO WARNING FOR ABRUPT ENDING!!!!, ITS 4 AM AND I WAS RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS

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[ao3feed-asoryuu]

言葉

by miukore Words, they are not everything, are they? Words: 2280, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 大逆転裁判 | Dai Gyakuten Saiban | The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles (Video Games) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Naruhodou Ryuunosuke, Asougi Kazuma Relationships: Asougi Kazuma/Naruhodou Ryuunosuke Additional Tags: Period-Typical Homophobia, Tenderness, Love Confessions via https://ift.tt/rlHsmWw