Type-SK's wolf!59 and squirrel!27 as requested by ![]()
theprerogative. First is in reference to my LJ header pic, second to one of Type SK's four panels. I'm so sorry that it sucks. ;_;
The first thing Gokudera does upon waking every morning is to immediately turn around, scale the tree that he fell asleep against and peer anxiously through the burrow hole at its top. Seeing the small ball of amber fluff still hibernating soundly deep inside, Gokudera would breath a silent sigh of relief and watch, content.
Some days this would leave the wolf satisfied enough to reluctantly slide back down the tree trunk to forage for his own food, careful to keep the tree within sight at all times as he did so.
Other days he would slowly, cautiously, reach a trembling hand into the hole. Holding his breath, he would brush his fingers against the tips of Tsuna's fur and press down lightly enough to feel the fur move with the squirrel's steady breathing. On these days Gokudera would be so filled with the sheer warm bliss of happiness that he walked head-first into trees and fell right into snow drifts and never even noticed.
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Gokudera shoved a thin branch between his teeth, grabbed a handful of fur, sternly told himself not to be a coward because it was disgraceful to the Tenth, and pulled.
The branch snapped.
Gokudera had to bang his head against the ground many, many times in order not. to. SCREAM. Fuck.
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4 panel credit of Type-SK
theprerogative. First is in reference to my LJ header pic, second to one of Type SK's four panels. I'm so sorry that it sucks. ;_; The first thing Gokudera does upon waking every morning is to immediately turn around, scale the tree that he fell asleep against and peer anxiously through the burrow hole at its top. Seeing the small ball of amber fluff still hibernating soundly deep inside, Gokudera would breath a silent sigh of relief and watch, content.
Some days this would leave the wolf satisfied enough to reluctantly slide back down the tree trunk to forage for his own food, careful to keep the tree within sight at all times as he did so.
Other days he would slowly, cautiously, reach a trembling hand into the hole. Holding his breath, he would brush his fingers against the tips of Tsuna's fur and press down lightly enough to feel the fur move with the squirrel's steady breathing. On these days Gokudera would be so filled with the sheer warm bliss of happiness that he walked head-first into trees and fell right into snow drifts and never even noticed.
Gokudera shoved a thin branch between his teeth, grabbed a handful of fur, sternly told himself not to be a coward because it was disgraceful to the Tenth, and pulled.
The branch snapped.
Gokudera had to bang his head against the ground many, many times in order not. to. SCREAM. Fuck.
4 panel credit of Type-SK