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Meme
I missed out on Wako hitting 1,000 comments, but she's hit over 2,000 now, so, uh, MEME?
Anything goes! Ask me questions, ask me to draw terrible things of terrible quality, or even ask me to write fic about something. (Warning: You may come to regret picking the last two options, depending on how much I feel like being a terrible person at any given moment.)
HIT ME.
Anything goes! Ask me questions, ask me to draw terrible things of terrible quality, or even ask me to write fic about something. (Warning: You may come to regret picking the last two options, depending on how much I feel like being a terrible person at any given moment.)
HIT ME.
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They're standing on the beach, all three of them holding hands, when her stomach growls. Takuto and Sugata glance at her, and she chuckles sheepishly before all three of them break out into laughter. After a while, Sugata is the first to recover, and he suggests that they head back to his place to get a late night snack.
Somehow, before they even leave the beach, Takuto and Sugata ends up having a debate about who has the honor of carrying her back. She protests, saying that she can walk just fine without their help, thank you very much, and that they can carry each other if they want to carry someone so badly. This then somehow causes another debate to occur, this time about which one of them should carry the other two back. Eventually, Takuto and Sugata team up with one another to suggest Wako carrying them both, and she decides to leave instead, laughing as she gets a head start back. The two of them shout after her, and they catch up to her quickly. The three of them walk leisurely back to Sugata's after that, Wako holding both of their hands for the remainder of the trip.
But something changes during the trip back. Sugata begins to caress the back of her hand, and Takuto's leaning close to her. The two of them are exchanging heated looks above her head as well. Wako notices, and something hot begins to spread in her body, overriding the hunger.
The three of them make it back, tension palpable between them, and Jaguar and Tiger must notice as well, because they quickly bring out snacks and then excuse themselves for the rest of the evening.
The snacks are good, but not up to Jaguar and Tiger's usual quality. The three of them sit squished together on a couch, munching on various sugary and salty snacks when it hits her.
She drops the cookie she's eating, and both Sugata and Takuto reach to catch it when it falls. They don't succeed, and the cookie falls to the floor, but that's not what's important.
What is important is that the tension has reached a plateau, and the three of them are close—too close and not close enough—to each other, and Wako has trouble remembering to breathe because both of them are staring at her.
Just staring, even though they probably look ridiculous with their bodies still in the cookie-catching position.
"I'm full," she says quietly, and it feels like something is going to happen, going to break. "Maybe...we should go to bed?"
The tension snaps, bursts, explodes, and the three of them suddenly rise as one.
It's not going to be just a fantasy anymore.
mother of GOD
/sticks these works of art in ooc journal's memories