this is a seo makoto appreciation post and fan account
his hobbies alone proved to provide a contrast to the type of money they came from. eru’s stringent upbringing followed a strict adherence to old-time traditions. her family’s customs and practices were very old-fashioned, timeworn, antiquated-- her affluence paled in comparison to his. while hers was subdued and conservative -- his was modern, sleek, up-to-date, ever changing and adapting to the world around them. but that wasn’t to say the seo family wasn’t old money-- they absolutely were. she was well acquainted with the fact that his clan’s origins in 1920 and their notable contribution to reigniting japan’s floundering economy after the events of wwi.
his family adapted accordingly. hers remained stagnant.
she gathered enough information about him to gain valuable insight that she was out of her depth here: he attended the most prestigious schools designed for individuals who could change the world--
no. not that they could. they would. they had the means to do so. that’s why his family became what they are today. their influence, their significance, their impact on modern society all because of what they were able to accomplish back then… so much of how things are now can be traced back and attributed to what they were able to do. what could her family possibly do if they stubbornly stayed in ther old ways?
and yet, her optimism prevails. her smile perseveres despite deep-seated feelings of inadequacy… embarrassment over not having any kind of familiarity with his hobbies and interests. but she doesn’t feel resentment, no, not at all. her constrained rearing and outworn observances wasn’t his fault. though sheltered, it was an indisputable fact that she was a well brought up young lady capable of wielding considerable influence over a city responsibly.
his subtly positive reception to her indecorous display of love for beetles cause her eyebrows to lift in surprise, lips parting just slightly to expel a quiet, stunned gasp. her astonishment tarries for several beats, before a hand comes to clasp over her agape mouth. why didn’t he chastise her for mentioning bugs during dinner?
she swiftly ( but without lacking in grace ) places a morsel of one of their appetizers into her mouth to try to draw attention away from her searing - hot complexion. once she feels the heat on her cheeks begin to quell, she swallows quietly, tucking a few loose strands of hair behind her ear.
“ you’re quite amazing, sir. forgive me for having trouble speaking to you a bit more... intimately... i’m thankful you’re being so kind to me despite my inexperience. all those hobbies you mentioned ... if you’ll have me even just as a friend, i hope we can partake in each other’s interests together ! i’ll gladly take on anything you have for me. ”
she never tore her eyes away for any longer than a moment or two during this entire exchange.
“ if i’m ... being too presumptuous, please let me know. my nerves are so frayed i feel as though i’ll come undone at any minute. ”
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Eru Chitanda [Hyouka]
farts.
#i'm probably gonna remake this and have it be super small but i'll refollow most since i'm not following much to begin with#can't bear to deactivate this blog but it's cluttered and full of painful memories aha#so this isn't a like-to-follow kinda deal but a heads up!#i haven't been active on discord... at all. working overnight and going to school during the day has#basically wiped me off the face of the earth jdslfkkf
“there’s something wrong with me… all i want to do is just kiss you over and over, until both of us melt into one… is that so wrong of me?” hasu whispers against her lips, arms wrap around eru’s waist, soon shifting down to hips.. “what do you think, eru..?”
such intimate disclosures elicit a milk - warm response / it is so painfully raw, so unfettered, so freespoken, it renders the heir speechless. she is robbed of all sense at this unforeseen display of amorous familiarity, though in hindsight, she should’ve seen it coming from miles away. for a young woman driven by her sense of duty and responsibility, whose every action was governed by her preordained future, every spoken word dictated by obligations as the family head successor, this was one of the few and cherished opportunities to decide something for herself.
hasu’s gentle yet unhesitating pair of hands that found her hips withdrew a timid smile from eru.
' i fail to see anything unjust in your desires. i ... i implore you to be as outspoken and truthful with me as you're comfortable doing so ... '
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★ 【mery】 「 奉える 」 ☆ ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter
and just like that i go absolutely bonkers and bananas every time i see anything pertaining to kae and os
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SEXUAL TENSION. | STILL ACCEPTING
@hyoukan for the tension meme !! “Can you zip up my dress for me?”
It had been a long time since Oslyeus had made a steal that wasn’t out of necessity; and an even longer time for someone other than himself. Having overheard that a festival was coming up and people typically dressed for the event, he had made a particular endeavor to treat Eru. For weeks upon months, they had been consistently running, sleeping in a vehicle, and picking at scraps for food. It was far from pleasant, a lifestyle that no one would choose if they had other options. When he paused to think about the sort of life Eru was living, even if she would never admit it, there was a deep guilt that ran in his veins. The least he could offer was something to break up the dismal routine of surviving. It all seemed to fall into place after he saw advertisements, heard it on the radio, and spotted what he thought might be a dress Eru would approve of. It wasn’t anything extraordinarily extravagant nor was it casual, a touch of something in between. A deep purple hue, the color of amethyst and floral designs that bloomed around the waistline, fanning outward over the hips. A large silk ribbon was tied around the waist, a flower attached to the bow. From the chest, connecting to the collar, was thin fabric—a lace material.
Oslyeus didn’t think he would be called over while she was dressing on the other side of the vehicle—already he was turning shades at the mere fact he couldn’t find her a better place to change. He startled out of his thoughts while he had his back turned and body leaned against the car. “S—Sure,” he automatically answered, but froze as she turned her back to him. Her back unveiled as she pulled aside her locks. A deeper shade of chagrin started to blossom across his features but he moved passed his nerves, gently pulling the zipper up as she requested. Quietly, he moved back and shifted upon his feet. His gaze turned away as he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “It looks good on you—you… look good…”
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★ 【mery】 「 奉える 」 ☆ ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter
❛ though you may forget at times, i will always remind you that you’re special to me. ❜
ON THE DEAN'S LIST FOR THE SPRING SEMESTER HOMIES
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ERU ADORES HER BUT ESP 💝 ( ROLE MODEL ) !!!!!!!!!!
How Does Your Muse Feel (Accepting) || @hyoukan
"WH--!!"
It's something she can't quite believe, can't quite process, and yet it's there right before her eyes. She’s baffled at how someone as bright and lovely as Eru would consider someone like herself a role model of all things.
“You don’t want to be like me...” And while there’s a shy smile to attempt to make it sound like playful banter there’s just a hint of seriousness in her words. Neff could think of a whole LIST of things wrong with her that she believed would make anyone think twice about looking up to her...
But in the same breath knowing how far she’d come...how much she’s been through and managed to survive it on....how much she’s tried to better herself...maybe it wasn’t so bad after all. Even so..
“You’re already absolutely wonderful, you know? And if that’s how you feel about me then.....then I must be doing SOMETHING right, yeah? Thanks for that. <3″
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i almost fucking misread this and had a whole ass insult loaded