#solchimaera

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For a moment, Tamaki was lost staring at the mistletoe hanging over their heads -just who thought it was a good idea to hang those-, his face growing redder as the time passed. "W-well..." he couldn't even find it in him to keep speaking, barely processing any of this. How could he get so flustered just thinking of kissing her?

a rare expression of surprise had crossed her features when akio cleared his throat and pointed out the mistletoe above their heads – surprise and embarrassment.  she’s usually so aware of her surroundings, but the mistletoe had slipped right by her.  someone must have hung them up recently without her noticing.

it just now hits her that in all the time they’ve been dating, she’s never kissed tamaki.  she’s wanted to a few times, definitely thought about it – maybe a bit more than she’d care to admit – but never actually went through with the deed.  too embarrassed to, really; she’s awfully shy underneath it all.  the only reason she and akio had ever kissed as because he initiated it.  as much as she wanted to, it never would have happened without that little push.  

how fitting, she thinks, that it’s now akio motioning to the mistletoe – another little push.  just what she needs.

feeling a blush creeping across surprisingly un-composed features, she looks up at tamaki, who clearly feels the same way.  but he wants it, right?  god, she hopes so.

     ❛ u-um. i – o-only if you want… ❜ 

and as soon as she gets his approval, she leans up on her toes and presses her lips to his.  the kiss is tender, chaste, and quick – she lingers little more than a couple seconds before backing away, flushed a bright red.  instead, she wraps her arms around him in a soft embrace, burying her ruddy cheeks in his shoulder.

     ❛ i love you, tamaki�� merry christmas. ❜ 

[unbreakblarchive]

       @solchimaera

      the world around him could be going up in flames and kirishima wouldn’t even know it was happening. it doesn’t happen often that he finds himself in moods like this, where his head feels like it’s been stuffed with cotton balls and a cloudy sky moves in front of his eyes. but they do happen, and unfortunately it decided to happen on a day like this. “hm..?” the red-head looks over his shoulder to the other student doing an internship with the same pro-hero — he’s fairly certainly that he’d said something just now. “i didn’t catch that. sorry.” both of his shoulders slump a little. he’s supposed to be making a good impression whether it’s with the hero or not.

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@solchimaera has approached ||  ♬

       They don’t really notice the kid at first, taking only a fleeting glance before looking back down to their phone. People passed through the alley somewhat frequently- Seeing another person walk down it wasn’t intriguing in any way shape or form. What was intriguing was that the kid stopped a few feet away and just seemed to watch the criminal.

       Not as unusual as it could be. But, nonetheless, this guy could be trying to see if they’re an easy person to mug, and, well...Eko stuffs their phone into their pocket, finally stepping away from the wall they had been leaning on.

      ❝ You got an issue? ❞

[herophase]

@solchimaera replied to your post

ASSUME THE RESPONSIBILITY DON’T RUN AWAY

WOW - !! HE MUST’VE HIT HIS HEAD DURING THE RAID! HE SUDDENLY CAN’T HEAR!!

[erasershouta]

the 7 years old was sitting on his dad's lap, scribbling on a sheet with a marker, when he suddenly stopped, to then draw a little heart and a smiley face on his dad's hand. He's a good dad, so he deserved the heart, and he makes his son happy, so he deserved the smiley face.

write on sensei | open !!

He’d never thought he’d be a good father. He’d never thought he’d know that beginnings of how to raise a child. Let alone how to be a better man than his father. But Hizashi had had faith in him and these two kids they’d found had faith in him and … though Katsuki hadn’t warmed up to them yet … Tamaki had been with them for a few years and … well …

Maybe Shouta wasn’t fucking this up entirely. 

The raven haired hero pressed a kiss to the top of Tamaki’s head, keeping his face ther for a moment and thanking, for once in his life, that his eyes were too dry from his previous patrol to start crying. Though the way his chest tightened and his breath hitched slightly proved that he would be if he could. 

Tamaki … 

Tamaki was happy with him as a father and that was something Shouta had been so terrified of since the beginning.

I guess you’re not your old man’s son, entirely, are you Shouta? You said you’d be good for these kids … you’re doing good. You just gotta believe it like they do.

[ofeclipses-blog]

solchimaera replied to your post: ❝ guess i’ll die . ❞

“If you dare die for me I’ll die just to go and drag you back”

“NO, STAY ALIVE, TAMAKI, DON’T YOU DARE DIE-”

[tidesofstyx]

Mistletoe let there be gay

KISS ME UNDER THE MISTLETOE.

    “ c’mon babe i’ve already got waka. it’s your turn for a kiss. “

Well, Waka was still hiding. Probably with Hikari and Alonzo, because he’s an asshole. But he found Tamaki! Thats worth something, right? And while Tamaki might hide from the affection right now, it doesn’t mean he won’t still try. Unless it makes Tamaki uncomfortable, then he’ll stop.

Tamaki makes a whining noise– he knows what it means, easily pushing his boyfriends head up to look at him and carefully runs fingers through the others hair. Waits silently, eyes intent on his boyfriend. Tamaki, strangely, falls into the same spell Wakako had, going from flustered and embarressed to entranced. He’s not sure what provokes it, but he wastes no time in sealing the deal of this mistletoe business with a kiss.

It’s more freverent than the other one, backing Tamaki up slightly. They’re more alone, so he thinks it’s okay– that’s until he hears someone yell, and he pulls back reluctantly to glare at the form of Hikari. She herself is red, frantically waving her hands as she apologizes and leaves the room far too quickly.

Oh well.

    “ wanna get a drink ? “

[heartsliced]

important question is law basically that one cat that is told 'no dont do that' and then pushes the glass off the table anyway

he is 100% that bitch cat 

[streetran-blog]

@solchimaera​  ///  ♡’d

“ I swear to god this is not what it looks like! ” Hideki stood there with an arm full of bags, ranging from handbags to backpacks, “ I’m here with my friends from college! ”

[surprisetrash]

“IT’S CHRISTMAS!!!”

[bustabunni-blog]

[ I'd like to bring attention to a VERY important tag for a moment. ]

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           I WISH THAT I COULD BE LIKE THE COOL KIDS.               cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in.

nejire hadou, as shocked by six. tamaki amajiki, as swallowed by fae. mirio togata, as phased by yosh.

[herophase]

@solchimaera replied to your post:

big mood

“That’s the SPIRIT, Tamaki!” FAKE IT TILL YOU MAKE IT!! What a way to go!

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015. fist bump . blease

SOFT TOUCH MEME / ACCEPTING || @solchimaera

“ HELL YEAH! “   kirishima roars, grin wide and FIERCE. it’s not often that the two interns have to work together without fatgum, but sometimes the situation calls him elsewhere and that’s what they’re left to do! but it’s fine, because by now they work well enough together to make a pretty successful team.

he holds out his fist for his upperclassman. and while it takes him a few moments, amajiki hesitantly holds his own fist out for kirishima to enthusiastically close the distance. wait til fat hears about this!

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@solchimaera replied to your post

sad is good

:)))

GOTTA LOVE SAD 

[tidesofstyx]

“ You! Don’t you EVER do that again! “

Tamaki has every right to be mad-- his arm, broken in several places, could have easily been avoided. Easily. He knows he’s reckless, stupidly so. He knows it’s an ingrained thing too, that he can’t make himself think. Flinches at the sound of Tamaki’s voice ( the real anger, the real, raw emotion. ) and refocuses his gaze downward. He doesn’t dare glance up, refuses to look at either of them. Hears soft talking behind him, Aiku and Tsume discussing him, no doubt.

He’s fucked up so badly, and the only thing he feels in responce to it is anger. It’s all he ever feels-- anger or blandness, like he’s broken and he can’t tell what feels like love or happiness, can only feel that crushing boredom or this violent anger that consumes him like a flame.

The uninjured arm comes to rub his forehead, every nerve end on fire when he finally replies to Tamaki.

    “ i’ll consider it. “