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Hey! Congratulations for 300! I found your recent event from your tags, and I'm happy I did! So, for the event :

May I request a drabble with fem!reader x kuroo where reader has GAD (generalised anxiety disorder) ? You can make up any scenario related to that, but here's one I had in mind : Basically reader is really scared of d/ath and is anxious about listening to heartbeats, because anxiety makes you think that it could stop at any moment- and that just leads you to more and more negative thoughts. So you can write a drabble where kuroo is cuddling reader and this happens-? Anyways, congratulations again! <3

YESSSSS THIS IS GONNA BE SO CUTE THANK YOU FOR THE FIRST PROMPT!

VERY EXCITED

In A Heartbeat

Ships: Tetsurou Kuroo x Fem!reader

Warnings: heart stopping mention, GAD, small anxiety attack, D/th mention.

Prompt: Above!

Tags: General Taglist ✨ @lisiwalker, @rebloging-everything, @fushigum, @koushismatchalatte, @littlebbyleesfw

Tetsuro Kuroo was very understanding, a quality in which (Y/N) loved about him. He understood whenever his girlfriend needed space, he understood when she was a little antsy and needed a break, he just understood.

But what he didn’t understand was why she was suddenly hesitant to cuddle with him.

Was it something he did? Did he smell funny? Was he too strong in his hold? Was he too warm? Did he fall asleep and start snoring? Was there something on his face? Was his stubble too long? His mind raced about as his girlfriend hesitantly settled into his embrace.

“My sweet girl. You know you can tell me anything, right?” He asked in a low voice, kissing the crown of her head, “I promise you’re safe. You can lean back into me and we can watch a movie.”

“I-Alright.” She mumbled, and against proper judgement began settling into his chest.

Bom... Bom... Bom...

It’s there. No need to worry, lean back (Y/N).

She sighed and began to rest her eyes, deafening her ears. All of Tetsuro’s whispers of reassurance fell deaf upon her.

Bom...... Bom...... Bom......

What? Why is it slowing down? Is he dying? Is that why he wants to cuddle so badly? Is this it?!

(Y/N) shifted against Kuroo’s chest, breathing just a tad bit heavily. She tried to shake the feeling, but it wouldn’t go away. What if he was dying? She thought.

Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom

Shit this is it! It always speeds up before it stops! Oh my gosh! Now is the last moment she’ll ever see the love of her life and-

She found herself absolutely quaking in trepidation, gentle sobs raking her figure. She pushed out of Kuroo’s embrace and stood in the center of the room.

“Darling? Hey-hey. Sweet girl, what’s wrong? What can I do?” Tetsu whispered, gently caressing his lover’s shoulders.

“R-right there. Don’t m-move.” (Y/N) whined as she winced at his sudden closeness.

“Okay. Im right here, baby. Just you and me against the world, yeah?” He cooed in a hushed tone, continuing to rub her shoulders.

When she had calmed down, the pair sat back down on the couch. It was time for some long deserved chatting time.

“Okay my darling, what’s up?”

“My anxiety is really, really bad, Tetsu.” She mumbled, turning away from him.

He gently pinched her chin and pulled her back to face him.

“Whenever I hear your heartbeat... I think I’m going to cause you to die... Whether it’s slow, racing, or at rest I just can’t help but think-“

“Hey.” He whispered with a gentle smile, “Can I see your hand?”

Hesitantly, (Y/N) raised her hand up to her boyfriend. He opened it, so that her palm was flat and open. Stealing a quick glance for permission, Kuroo placed his lover’s palm flat on his chest.

“Just like this, feel how it’s nice and steady.” He demanded gently, “When you’re ready, I’ll talk to you a little.”

“M-mhm.”

“Alright. Feel how it’s beating very steadily. My heart is at rest, because it’s calm. You make me feel calm, my sweet girl. Yes, it’s a little slow, but it’s clear and evident.”

(Y/N) sniffled as she felt tears prick the corners of her eyes. She attempted to blink them away, failing miserably. She felt Tetsuro’s heart rate start to pick up, making a move to recoil her hand.

“It’s just risen because I’m worried, lovebug. When I see you cry, or hear you breathe hard, or push away from me, I get worried that you’re upset with me, or scared of me. But for now? I’m just worried about getting you calm and able to trust that I’m alive and well.”

“I-I think I’m ready.” She stated calmly, “T-to cuddle that is.”

Kuroo let out a fond breath of air as his face crinkled into an upward grin. He laid back down on the couch and opened his arms, which (Y/N) stepped into once more.

Bom... Bom... Bom...

He’s safe. You’re safe. Everyone’s safe.

Overtime, both of their heart rates seemed to practically flatline, given their sleeping states. It was a long road ahead of them, but Tetsuro was willing to do anything it took to help his girlfriend feel better, and safer, in their relationship.

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#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyu #haikyuu x reader angst #haikyuu x reader fluff #haikyuu kuroo #tetsurou kuroo #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x reader #haikyuu kuroo x reader #anime #anime x reader #haikyu x reader #duckymcdoorknob300 #tetsurou kuroo x reader #tetsurou kuroo x you #kuroo x female reader

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aaaahhhhhh congratulations on 300 miss ducky !! could i get a drabble of matsuhana and 20 from the five word list where hanamaki has been locked in the bathroom all day after getting rejected from all the jobs he interviewed for ?? thank you !! if not that ship, you can do iwaoi & the same number where oikawa’s insecurities get the best of him ??

ATE ILYSM THABK YOU!!!!

I DONT KNOW MATSUHANA THAT WELL BUT I CAN DO SOME FRESH IWAOI

❤️❤️🛐✨

Nowhere To Go, But Up

Ships: Hajime Iwaizumi x Tooru Oikawa

Warnings: Just a very sad and self destructive Oiks

Prompt: Above, and: “Hey, have you been crying?”

Tags: General Taglist: @lisiwalker, @rebloging-everything, @fushigum, @koushismatchalatte, @littlebbyleesfw

Tooru sighed dejectedly, before pelting the ball he was caressing into the wall of the Aoba Josai gym. He served 250 times, set 250 times and practice 250 dumps.

It still wasn’t good enough.

Why isn’t it ever enough?

The brown haired setter stomped over to the ball to pick it up, and to place it back in the caddy. Unfortunately, since he was so fixated on the object, he failed to notice the small water bottle he managed to stamp directly on. The pressure from his heel caused the cap to fly off and its contents to flood into the floor, right in front of the ball caddy.

“God damnit.” Oikawa muttered as he gritted his teeth. He gently lifted his heel to examine the object more gently, noticing its complete emptiness.

The brunette felt his throat tighten, his eyes burn and his fingers began to tremble.

Why wasn’t he good enough?

As he began to walk away, his foot caught in the puddle and he lost his balance. He felt both feet leave the floor as he slipped and fell, knocking over all of the volleyballs.

“Shit!” He cursed as he rubbed his, now aching, hip- bone. Upon touching the cloth of his pants, he noticed they were completely soaked. A frustrated roar ripped from his throat, filling the air.

The doors to the gym opened, revealing Iwaizumi. He had been planning to tell Oikawa to go home for some time, but he knew his best friend. Then his eyes focused, and he saw Tooru. The setter was leaned back against the floor, completely surrounded by water. His teeth were gritted and he was just short of bursting into tears. Hajime rushed to his side, dropping his gym bag on the floor quickly.

“Hey have you been crying? What’s wrong?” Iwaizumi inquired gently, squatting down to meet his friend’s eye.

“Nothing, Iwa, I’m fine.” Tooru mumbles, smacking away the hand that was offered to him, and rising to his feet. He shoves his hands in his pockets and begins to trudge toward the dumped volleyballs.

“You don’t seem fine. Oikawa what’s-“

“I’m fine, Hajime.”

“Tooru-“

“I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE, DAMMIT.” The setter bellowed, turning to meet his teammate’s eye.

Iwaizumi stood dumbfounded. Oikawa is never that angry, never that emotional, never that... animalistic. The setter’s state continued to grow angrier, and yet there was a hint of remorse in his eyes. His eyes widened as he stared at Hajime, tears leaking out of them.

“God DAMN IT!” He suddenly growled, letting his fist collide with the padding of the gym wall.

There was instant regret from both parties.

“son of a b-“ Tooru carded his other hand through his hair, and slid down the wall of the gym. He began to whimper as he held the non-injured hand over his mouth.

Good ol’ rock bottom.

Tooru Oikawa had finally hit it.

The setter sat with his head rested uncomfortably against the rough padding, his entire backside was soaked from the accidental spill, and his hand was glued to his mouth.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m right here. Let’s get through this one together, yeah?” Iwaizumi asked in a gentle tone, kneeling down at the front of his friend’s eyes. He placed a caring hand onto Oikawa’s shoulder, immediately immersing him into a tight hug, “You’re alright, Tooru.” He whispered.

The setter began to lament, absolutely weeping into Hajime’s embrace. His sobs were loud and laced with pure frustration, as if he had been holding them in for quite some time.

“That’s right. Let it go.” Iwaizumi hummed, “You’re safe.”

Oikawa allowed himself to continue crying, since he figured it might help him relieve his anger. As he slowly calmed down, his boisterous cries were replaced by gentle tears with an occasional hiccup.

“I-Iwa... I just...” Oikawa managed to stutter out, “I’m- I’m so sorry.”

Hajime felt his heart shatter at the tone of his friend’s voice.

A dejected sob ripped from Tooru’s throat, “I’m sorry for never being enough...” he whispered.

“Oikawa, you know that’s not true.“ Iwaizumi argued, rubbing his friend’s back gingerly,

“It is, Iwa! When I was down on the floor, I had a memory of our match with Karasuno. That bastard Kageyama was standing over me like some kind of god, like I was just some side character in his book.”

“Tooru.” Hajime said blankly, pulling Oikawa out of the embrace and kneeling in front of him.

“Iwa why can’t I be like them? I have to work so hard to even consider-“

“I really wish you didn’t punch that wall.” Iwa stated coolly, “You split your knuckles. It really taints the beauty of your hands.”

He didn’t intend on this sudden change of topic, but he was glad it worked.

“I- Iwa.” The setter sniffled suddenly as his lips overturned into a gentle grin, “Y-you really think I have n-nice hands?”

“Would I have said it, if I didn’t mean it?” Iwaizumi replied casually, picking up the red-painted hand.

Hajime toyed with Tooru’s hand for a short while. He traced the lines on it, ran his fingers gingerly over the back of it, massaged his thumbs into the padding of its palm, then finally laced his fingers into its.

“H-Haji.”

“Shut up. Just-“

“...I love you.”

Iwaizumi’s eyes widened. A slight, patient, smile painted across his expression, “I love you too, Tooru. We’ll talk about that in a minute. For now, let’s talk about what you’re feeling.”

The setter rested his head on Hajime’s shoulder, feeling much more secure, and comforted. He definitely knew who to go to when he got like this.

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#whumpster prompts #duckymcdoorknob300 #IwaOi #haikyuu iwaizumi #haikyuu Oikawa #oikawa x iwaizumi #hajime iwaizumi #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #tooru oikawa #iwaoi

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HEY FUCKER CONGRATS ON 300 /lh

Lmao but fr you absolutely deserve it /g

I’d love to request Kuroo x Daichi from Haikyuu (romantic)

Would you please write a drabble about Daichi having a nightmare and Kuroo calms him down from his panic (attack?) and we get fluff at the end? I love me some hurt/comfort and Daichi is always friggin stressed so run w/ this lol

Thanks sm and congrats again :)) -Arrow🏹

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECIEVE BB MI AMORE

YOU’VE BEEN HERE SINCE 100 AND I LOVE YOU FOR IT!!!

WOOOOOOO THANKS ARROW

This is the one I was talking about, the “Drabble” that turns into a fic because it’s like 900000 words. Hope you enjoy arrow xD

Mind Over Matter

ships: Daichi Sawamura x Tetsuro Kuroo

Warnings: Panic attack, nightmare, really in depth description of a panic attack

Prompt: above!

Tags: general tag list uwu @lisiwalker, @rebloging-everything, @fushigum, @koushismatchalatte, @littlebbyleesfw

Daichi’s tongue felt like a fat lead anchor, uncomfortably resting on the bottom of his mouth. His heart panged and his eyes widened, what do you mean disqualified?

The game director of the inter-high finals explained that Daichi’s casual chat with one of the referees indicated a chance of favoritism. That it could’ve created a self-fulfilling prophecy for the ref, resulting in their disqualification.

They had actually lost to Shiratorizawa...?

All he had done was ask the referee how his day was, and offered him a water bottle when he said he had been busy all day with a new baby.

He hung up the phone and turned to face his team, “We...” he swallowed harshly, “We’ve been disqualified...“

Hinata actually fell down in disbelief, the third years had tears falling from their eyes, Kageyama shook violently as he balled his hands into fists.

“Daichi... how did- what hap- how?” Sugawara asked with heart-wrenching pain lacing his tone.

“It’s... they said it was my fault.” He admitted, shutting his eyes, “I- I just offered the ref a bottle of water... I- he... he was busy with a baby and-“

“Created a self-fulfilling prophecy.” Kageyama muttered, voice barely above a whisper, “Oikawa did the same in middle school.”

The last thing Daichi saw was the anger and pain in his teammates’ faces, glaring him down before turning away and leaving him alone in the gym.

“It’s your fault, Daichi.”

“Your fault.” “Your fault.” “Your fault.” “Your fault.”

-

Daichi shot up on his futon with a gasp, still hearing the gentle murmuring of his teammates’ disappointment.

“It’s all your fault”, “Screw you for being so nice” “stop being such a suck up”

“I’m so sorry.” He whispered as he hastily rose to his feet, tears blurring his vision.

Before he knew it, Karasuno’s Captain was staggering down a pitch black corridor, scarcely illuminated by the dull ochre streetlights.

His breathing was agonizingly labored, causing him to emit a wheezing sound as he attempted to gulp in any air he could. It was as if there was a ton of bricks on his chest, weighing him closer to the ground. He trudged on through nothingness, for he had forgotten his phone in the club’s sleeping room.

“All your fault.” “Asahi and Suga never get to play again.” “This is your fault.” “Captain? Please say you’re joking!”

Daichi wheezed out a shaky exhale, a feeble whimper following subsequently. This wasn’t good. He had no idea which team’s room he was by, he was just hoping it wasn’t Aoba Josai’s.

In a trice, Daichi’s legs weren’t there anymore, for they had completely lost their feeling. They turned to jello, and forced him to the ground. He huddled into a corner, pulling his knees up to his chest.

“How could you have been so selfish?” “They’ll never play again!” “It’s because of you!”

The venomous whispers of his teammates began to echo through his ears, deafening his actual surroundings. He buried his fingers in the flesh of his neck, and covered his ears with his palms, attempting to muffle the disappointment his teammates had in him.

“I rarely played this season. You replaced me Daichi. Now? I never get to play again.”

A choked whimper escaped the captain’s throat, before he knew it, he was weeping quietly. He trembled and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to shy away from his own head. His chest tightened again, but the ton of bricks had returned with an elephant to top them like a cherry this time. He was drowning.

“Kenma go back to bed I’m just takin’ a leak.”

“Daichi how could you do this! I just got Asahi back! I- I can’t lose him again!”

“ ‘Msorry everyone...” Daichi whispered, falling into a louder fit of sobs.

“Shit- hello? Who’s out here? Are you hurt?”

“It’s all your fault.” “Get away from me.” “you should’ve stepped down when you had the chance.”

A gentle touch to Daichi’s knee caused him to open his eyes, shortly after meeting a familiar tuft of black hair. A friend was kneeling in front of him, hopefully now he’ll be safe.

“Sawamura...?” Tetsuro Kuroo. Nekoma’s Captain. At least he fell by Nekoma’s room.

“I-I W-h- I’m-“ Daichi could only stutter incoherently, the pressure on his chest the only thing keeping him inches away from completely breaking down.

“Sawamura? Can you hear me? Hey. You’re safe here, I’m here now.” Kuroo whispered as he brushed some stray hairs from the latter’s forehead.

“C-can’t-“

“Can’t what? Hear? Breathe? Please do your best to talk to me.” Kuroo squeezed the captain’s shoulder gingerly.

Daichi lifted a shaky finger and tapped Kuroo’s knee twice, signifying his response.

The Nekoma captain’s heart absolutely shattered. He moved closer to Daichi and pulled him into his chest, placing his trembling figure in vicinity to his heartbeat.

That’s when Karasuno’s Captain broke.

Kuroo held Daichi closer to him, squeezing hard enough to hold him securely, but not hurt. The brunette slammed a hand over his mouth to keep himself from making too much noise, but it was moved and held by the boy cradling him.

“Just let it out, Daichi. You’ll feel better, I swear.” A gentle whisper filled his ear.

The whisper was quiet this time.

Blissful

Loving

Supportive

Not belittling like he had been hearing for the past five minutes.

Daichi gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut. Suddenly, the weight left his chest and he couldn’t keep it in anymore. Between Kuroo’s loving touch and the sweet nothings that replaced the venomous defamations, Daichi felt completely vulnerable but safe. He clung onto Tetsuro’s shirt as he finally lamented.

“There you go. You’re safe here, I promise. I won’t judge you.” Kuroo cooed in a subdued voice,

“I- I failed them, Kuroo.” Daichi managed to whimper in between the sobs that raked his body.

“Failed who, Daichi?”

“M-my boys. We- we got- we got disqualified. It’s all my fault.” Daichi mumbled as he began to breathe heavily.

Kuroo froze as his eyebrows knit together, “You what? You didn’t do anything illegal! What happened?”

“I- I offered the ref some water. They said... they said it was something about a prophecy.”

“A self-fulfilling prophecy?” Kuroo inquired

“T-that one.”

“Daichi.” Tetsuro patted his back gently, “They got rid of that rule back in 2006. I think you just had a bad dream.”

“B-but they all reacted exactly how they would if it actually happened.” Daichi lifted his head and let his puffy eyes meet with Kuroo’s sympathetic ones.

“Dreams can be as real as thinking you’re actually awake when they happen. You’re all safe, I promise. Your boys are proud of you, Cap. You’re leading them closer to their goals every day, especially that little shorty mid-blocker that drives us crazy.”

“Heh. Yeah. Hinata sure is driving us all crazy.” The Karasuno captain replied with a gentle chuckle, attempting to move a hand to rub his eyes.

“Don’t move, just settle down. I’ll get it.” Kuroo gently wiped the remaining tears that stained Daichi’s cheeks, “You feeling better, Daichi?”

“A little bit.” He was able to make coherent sentences now, but this time his heart was racing for another reason, “Will you uh... can you come and stay with me a little?”

“Oh? Sawamura... You don’t want to part with me just yet? Do you enjoy my company that much?” Kuroo cooed, “Have you fallen in love with me or something?” He teased, not expecting Daichi’s answer.

The Karasuno Captain released his signature hearty chuckle, “Maybe a little bit, but there’s no way you would’ve done this with any of my other guys, now is there?”

“W-well, you and I- we know each other better and-“

“My my, cat got your tongue?” It was Daichi’s turn to tease.

Kuroo gaped with a smile on his face, how rude! “Well, lead me back to your room.”

“Right this way.”

When the two captains returned to Karasuno’s team room, they laid a few inches apart in Daichi’s futon and laced their pinkies together. They chatted away for a good ten minutes before they were interrupted.

“What’s rooster head doing in here?” Hinata’s groggy voice asked.

“Uh-“

“Daichi here had a bad dream, so being the exceptionally nice captain I am, I decided to help my fellow captain through a tough time. I’m just going to hang out until I get kicked out.”

“Well, don’t kick him out Daichi-San. Sleepovers are fun.” Hinata replied with a close-eyed smile.

“W-will do.”

Kuroo did sleepover that night. He talked to Daichi for hours on end until the latter eventually drifted off. He intertwined their hands and hid them both under the covers, so any teammates that might wake up in the night wouldn’t see them.

When the dawn came, Daichi awoke with a gentle flutter of his eyelids. Having temporarily forgotten the events he had just dealt with, made a move to sit up and stretch, only to be weighed down by his sleeping fellow captain wrapped around his torso.

He smiled fondly.

Thanks, Kuroo.

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#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyu #haikyuu Kuroo #haikyuu Daichi #kuroo x daichi #Daikuroo #kuroodai #Kuroo x Daichi angst #kuroo x Daichi comfort #kuroo x Daichi fluff #tetsurou kuroo #kuroo tersurou #sawamura daichi #Daichi Sawamura #haikyuu kuroo #duckymcdoorknob300

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𝗜’𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲! 𝗧𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸!

The theme of this event is ꧁𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥꧂

—— ☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾ ——

“Fear. The very essence of humanity, a fear controlled society is one of functionality. Fear can tear us apart, or bring us together. One thing can pull us beyond the depths of our mind, past the clutches of the reaper: love.” -Me

—— ☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾ ——

𝕋𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕀𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥:

ᴀɴɢsᴛ

ғʟᴜғғ

ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛ (ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ -> ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ʀᴇᴠᴇʀsᴇ ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛ (ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ -> ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ)

ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕀𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥:

ɪɴᴊᴜʀʏ -> ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛ

ᴀɴxɪᴇᴛʏ/ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ -> ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛ

ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ -> ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛ

ᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ -> ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛ

ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇʜᴇɴsɪᴏɴ -> ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛ

Here is a link to the Phobias List for the event!

Here is a link to five word prompts that could be helpful in your requesting or writing! Made by the lovely @whumpster-dumpster

Scratch off 22 though please.

��𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕠𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤: ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕎𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘

—— ☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾ ——

𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠

𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠/𝚘 𝚢’𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞!

𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜: “𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜“, 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚌 “𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜“ 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜.

“𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜“ 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝟺𝟶𝟶 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝟽𝟶𝟶.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝟸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝟸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝙼𝙷𝙰 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚢𝚞𝚞!!

𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝:

—— ☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾ ——

“𝙃𝙀𝙔 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆𝙀𝙍 𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙋𝙔 300!!

𝙎𝙊 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙉𝙏!!!

𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩 (𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧) 𝙭 ([𝙛𝙚𝙢,𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙘,𝙜𝙣]𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧) 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 (𝙈𝙃𝘼 𝙤𝙧 𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙠𝙮𝙪𝙪)??

𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 (𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧) [𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚]

𝙃𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 300 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣!!

-𝘼𝙣𝙤𝙣(𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙟𝙞)/(𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚)“

—— ☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾ ——

Here’s a less confusing one:

Hi Ducky!! Happy 300! Can I make a request for the event??

Can I pls get KageHina? They’re soulmates and my favorite fucking ship on the planet

A Drabble for it please! Can you have one where Kageyama has Hemophobia and has a panic attack when he scrapes the shit outta his knee?

Angst to Tooth rotting fluff pls. I need me some energy ball comforting the emo bb

Thank you! Congrats again!!!

- Anon Leafy xx”

—— ☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☾ ——

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝚜𝚝 𝟷𝟷:𝟻𝟿 𝚙𝚖 𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝!

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜!

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸’𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙴𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝

𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠

𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜! 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝?

𝙴𝚙𝚒𝚌!

𝚃𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘: 𝙲𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝙳𝙽𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝙷𝙰 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚢𝚞𝚞!! 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝

𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍, 𝚃𝚊𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚝𝚊𝚐 𝚒𝚝 #𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢𝚖𝚌𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚋𝟹𝟶𝟶

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝚜𝚝! (𝟷𝟷:𝟻𝟿 𝙴𝚂𝚃)

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꧁𝙳𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢’𝚜 𝟹𝟶𝟶 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝: 𝙿𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚝꧂

Okay first and foremost this whole post is gonna be a giant trigger warning

But yeah, pick from this list for the event if you’d like!

OWO Regardless of y’all picking these, I might do a lil sum sum later on to utilize this list,

But like

Pick a few

Pls

Love yall

ITS NOT ALPHABETIZED I APOLOGIZE THE ALPHABETIZER WOULDNT GO THROUGH

ʜᴇᴍᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑

ᴛʀʏᴘᴀɴᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑁𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠

ᴄʟᴀᴜsᴛʀᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑇𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑆𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠

ᴀᴄʜʟᴜᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠

ᴀɴᴅʀᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑀𝑒𝑛

ᴀᴘʜᴇɴᴘʜᴏsᴍᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑃ℎ𝑦𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ

ʙʀᴏɴᴛᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑠

ᴀᴛᴀxᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟/𝑈𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑑𝑦𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠

ᴀᴜᴛᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐴𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒

ᴀᴛʏᴄʜɪᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐹𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑢𝑟𝑒

ʜʏᴘᴏᴄʜᴏɴᴅʀɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐼𝑙𝑙𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠

ᴍʏsᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑈𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠

ɴᴇᴄʀᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑑

ᴘʜɪʟᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑

sᴄᴏᴄɪᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐸𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑

ᴘʜᴏɴᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐿𝑜𝑢𝑑 𝑁𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑠

ᴀɢᴏʀᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑁𝑜 𝐸𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒

ᴅʏsᴛʏᴄʜɪᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔/𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐼𝑛 𝐴𝑐𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠

ᴏʙᴇsᴇᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑊𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝐺𝑎𝑖𝑛

ɴᴏsᴏᴄᴏᴍᴇᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐻𝑜𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑠

ᴀᴄʀᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐻𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠

ᴀɪᴄʜᴍᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑝/𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑂𝑏𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑠

ᴋᴀɪɴᴏᴛᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒

sᴄᴏᴘᴛᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝐴𝑡

ᴀᴛʜᴀᴢᴀɢᴏʀᴀᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛

ᴄᴀᴛᴏᴘᴛʀᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑆𝑒𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑂𝑛𝑒’𝑠 𝑅𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

ᴄʟɪᴇᴛʜʀᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐿𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝐼𝑛 𝐴 𝑅𝑜𝑜𝑚

ɢᴇᴘʜʀʏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐶𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐵𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑔𝑒𝑠

ᴅᴇᴍᴇɴᴛᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐼𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑦 /𝐺𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐼𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑒

ᴇᴘɪsᴛᴀxɪᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑁𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑠

ɢʟᴀssᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑃𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑐 𝑆𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔

ʜᴏᴘʟᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑠

ʜʏᴘᴇɢɪᴀᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝐴𝑐𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑀𝑖𝑠𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑒

ʟᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛/𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑑

ᴍᴀsᴛɪɢᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑃𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡/𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑃𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑

ᴍᴇʀɪɴᴛʜᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠/𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐵𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑

ᴘᴇᴄᴄᴀᴛᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝐶𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠

ᴘʜᴀʀᴍᴀᴄᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑀𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑒

ᴘɴɪɢᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐶ℎ𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔/𝑆𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔

sᴄᴏᴍᴀᴛᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠/𝐺𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐵𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑑

ᴛᴀᴘʜᴇʙᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐵𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝐴𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒

ᴛᴏᴍᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠/𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑂𝑛

xʀʏᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ- 𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑅𝑎𝑧𝑜𝑟𝑠

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