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obliteration-onearth · 9 months
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[ not a romantic; tsukishima kei ]
he most definitely is not a romantic so.. whoever does these sweet little gestures for you is most certainly not your boyfriend.
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ANTI ROMANTIC KEI WHO:
- scrolls on pinterest sometimes and suddenly finds something he thinks you'll like
- sends dumb messages with mean petnames like, "hurry up squirt. i'm outside your house"
- bought matching dinosaur onesies because you thought the two of you would look cute wearing it
- doesn't like double texting and needs reassurance that it's cute for him to do it
- eventually learns about all your quirks and grows fond of them despite displaying a mischievous demeanor by teasing you for them
- thinks you're cute when you hug him
- doesn't get flustered easily but bullies you when he does to make it less obvious
- may think some of your favorite foods are gross but buys them regardless when he's picking out snacks to bring to your house
- says that he's busy but helps you study and revise for your exams anyways
- says that he's the reason you passed even though he's mighty proud of you
- doesn't let you win any games at first but when he sees you sad, let's you win at least one to lift your spirits
- sends you the middle finger emoji after saying something so sickening sweet to even out the balance and to keep that reputation he has ( wouldn't wanna go to soft, he thinks )
- gets annoyed and then just turns away while being crimson in the face when you tease him for being soft
- finds it cute when you do romantic gestures for him but sometimes tell yamaguchi like "yeah, i got a cool girlfriend" or some shit
- says you're being weird for toying with/wearing his glasses and finds it hilarious when you say you feel dizzy ( catches you and tells you to be careful if you fall though )
- apologizes when you say you feel offended by something he says, thus making him write a mental note not to do it again in the future
- loves when you lay atop him whilst hugging him, your head nestled into his neck as you scroll on your phone
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(some of) shiratorizawa in the demon slayer universe!
part one | part three
I think the top 3 aces (Ushijima, Sakusa, Kiryu) are all hashira, the highest ranking demon slayers. They lead their teams on missions and Shiratorizawa is known for its incredibly high success rate, regardless of the strength of the demon. It's probably partially because exhashira Washijo (the Shiratorizawa coach) is so pocky about who he selects as students.
Finding the lower and upper moons (the strongest demons) is difficult, so they don't usually run into them. The first and last time they did, Ushijima handled it single-handedly, earning himself the rank of hashira. Being left handed isn't as much of an advantage in the demon slayer verse as in haikyuu, but it is still useful because Ushijima uses a different version of the breathing forms. This means that even if he runs into a demon familiar with demon slaying techniques, he can still take it by surprise. Though he did have to put in lot of work initially to make the forms left-handed.
Trying to incorporate Tendou's whole Guess Monster thing provides a lot of options! He could be like Genya, who eats demons and gains their abilities, but this to me feels a little too literally monstrous. Instead, I think he got his nickname from being able to guess exactly how strong a demon is and how many people it's eaten at a glance. While this is incredibly useful, it creeps almost everyone out, especially when he was younger and didn't have much experience. "How could he possibly know that?" was a common question amongst the corps. He is also very good at guessing what people are thinking or what breathing style they use.
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angelatsumu · 2 years
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how firefighter!hq eats you <3 [nsfw]
hello my friends <3 the pup is back with some firefighter!hq drabble.
warnings: NSFW, afab!reader, dom! vibes, not well written, but still kinda fun!
engine boys.
engine boys are deliberate when their heads are between your thighs. they’re skillful and accurate with their tongues, flicking your clit just right to have your toes curling and back arching. they’re pulling another orgasm from your dripping heat with their middle and ringer fingers curled slightly, rubbing that sweet spot that has you creaming. they’re skillful at hitting that spot, time after time, after time; it’s what engine boys do best. the stamina that engine boys have is almost terrifying as they pull more than two orgasms from your weeping hole. you’re crying as you’re cumming, begging for a break when their eyes peer up at you from below, a glint in them that has your body reeling. “you know better than to interrupt a hungry man, baby”
atsumu, shoyo, oikawa, iwaizumi, kenma, suna, wakatoshi, tendou, maki
truckies.
truckies eat pussy for themselves, not for you. their tongues are fat as they flatten against your clit, obnoxiously slurping the wetness you have to offer. they’re almost barbaric with how lewdly they moan and grunt into your pussy, hips rutting against the mattress as their fingers swirl your clenching hole. your poor cunt is scissored open with two fat fingers as their mouth suctions to your throbbing clit, “o-oh fuck,” you whimper softly, hands tangling in their hair as they piston their fingers into your quivering cunt. you’re seeing stars, the force of their actions throwing you into the deep end of your orgasm. you’re damn near screaming as your vision goes white, body overheating with the quaking orgasm that overtakes you. he cums as your squirt sheens over his face, fucking his hips into the mattress more as he sloppily licks at your pussy, fingers never stopping their assault on your walls.
koutaro, aone, osamu, aran, meian, issei, kyoutani, kageyama, daichi <333
if you have differing ideas on who is a truckie vs engine boy, please feel free to keep them to yourself. also, i did not include squad guys because i don't really work with them anymore so?
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jayisa · 5 months
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oh how I enjoy putting my blorbo in situations
anyway bloody mednin yamaguchi bc i say so <3
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rishiguro · 10 months
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32; “I SCREWED UP”
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it was way too bright for your liking when you woke up. you furrowed your eyebrows as you stirred, heavy eyelids opening after some effort. you looked around, a little lost, before you found iwaizumi sitting next to you.
“hi,” he whispered once he noticed your stare, a tight lipped grin on his lips. “you’ll be okay,” he assured you immediately after, hand engulfing yours and drawing his thumb over the back of yours.
you couldn’t reply yet, still too confused about what was going on as you finally noticed that you weren’t at home. you looked to the other side and found aran standing next to you with his arms crossed over his chest.
“you passed out when i was driving you home, so i took you to the hospital,” he simply said with a quiet voice.
you blinked a couple of times before you looked down. “i’m sorry”
“yeah,” aran sighed, nodding his head slowly and glancing around the room, practically looking at everything but you. “i know”
the awkward silence that settled over the three of you was practically deafening. you quickly examined your childhood friend’s posture as he was standing next to your bed — he was slightly hunched over, despite usually being the one to remind you not to slouch daily, with slight eye bags. he must’ve been waiting for you to wake up for a while. he took consecutive deep breaths and had his hands in his pockets with the veins on his arms protruding. you could tell that he had his hands balled into fists, a habit he took up in his teenage years whenever he was either agitated or upset about something.
you clenched your jaw before turning to your boyfriend on your side.
he didn’t look much better. his leg was bouncing rapidly but other than that he seemed to be completely still, not even his shoulders moving much despite his breathing. he didn’t look at you either, instead staring at the blanket old on top of the lower half of your body. he seemed like he was lost in thought. his lips were dry, you could tell he picked on them a couple of times already. just like aran he looked tired with sunken eyes. he must’ve come to see you as soon as he found out, probably barely getting any sleep himself.
your heart sunk in your chest.
“okay,” you broke the silence, attracting the attention of both men, “i screwed up”
it was your friend who decided to answer, raising his eyebrows slightly, leaning against the wall. “yes you did”
you sat up, drawing your legs closer to you and crossing them. “i didn’t think it was this bad,” you defended yourself, realizing the irony of your words. obviously it turned out to be bad after all, otherwise you wouldn’t be in the hospital right now. “i was fine. i mean, i felt fine,” you insisted before sighing. “guess i wasn’t”
“what gave that away?” aran snickered. “the coughing, dizziness, fever or the passing out?”
you felt your throat closing up again, opening and closing your lips like you were trying to say something, anything, but failing every time, not finding the proper words.
you heard him taking a deep breath and finally sitting down on the empty chair on your side. “i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have said that”
“it’s not like you’re wrong,” you mumbled, twirling your thumbs in your lap. “i know i’m bad at taking care of myself”
the two young men glanced at you expectantly, not saying a single thing. you let a couple seconds pass before you spoke again. “i know, i just got so busy and stressed and i’m finally doing what i’ve wanted to do basically my whole life and i didn’t want to jeopardize it by, well, not showing up,” you rambled.
“you wouldn’t be jeopardizing it,” aran insisted immediately after, “you’re sick. not just not showing up or anything. there’s a difference”
“i barely started working! i can’t already be sick, people need me!” you shot back, standing firm on your point.
iwaizumi leaned forward, grabbing one of your hands into his again, making you look at him instead of your childhood friend. “they do. but they need you to be healthy”
you drew your hand back out of his warm grasp, clenching your jaw. “i’m never healthy! and i’ll never be healthy!” you exclaimed loudly, eyes looking at the blanket on top of your legs. you noticed that it wasn’t the scratchy, white blanket the hospital usually supplies patients with, but instead one of your own blankets. you would recognize it’s soft, comfortable texture and the ugly green wash anywhere — it was the one blanket you always took with you whenever you went to the hospital ever since you were a child. you felt warmth spreading through your chest.
one of your friends must have gotten it for you, knowing how important is was to you and how many memories, good, bad and even painful ones, were stuck to it.
“i’m sorry,” you whispered, throat closing up.
“no”
you watched as iwaizumi’s hand carefully inched closer to your tightly closed ones, waiting a couple of moments before carefully untangling them and intertwining his fingers with yours. slowly he raised them up, pressing his lips to the back of your hand.
“i’m sorry,” he said, immediately being followed by aran apologizing to you too. “it was wrong to get mad at you. we’re in a hospital, that’s like, the last thing you need right now”
you could only bring yourself to nod halfheartedly.
it’s not like they were wrong. you knew that you had to change things and pay more attention to yourself and your health.
but it was so exhausting.
you clenched your jaw. you should be doing more. you had to be doing more. these simply were the cards you were dealt and it didn’t matter how tiresome it was sometimes.
“how about we wait until we hear whatever the doctors have to say and we go from there?” iwaizumi proposed. “i’m sure we’ll get somewhere from there” you agreed weakly, leaning back against the wall.
“¥100 it’s just the fucking flu,” you cracked, trying to lighten the mood. you turned your head to both sides, shyly looking at the two people in your room to see if they were reacting to it. iwaizumi couldn’t help but smile slightly, but gave you a warning look. meanwhile aran rolled his eyes at you. “you can say what you want, but your betting problem is just as bad as rintarou’s”
you gasped in fake shock, putting a hand on your chest. “is not!”
“is too. and your jokes are terrible too while we’re at it”
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evanescent
/ɛvəˈnɛs(ə)nt,iːvəˈnɛs(ə)nt/ — “soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence; quickly fading or disappearing.”
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weathertheraine · 1 year
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I know Halloween is over but I hope you are all still in the mood for spooky AUs !! Because this one will NOT leave me alone…
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eps-epsan · 2 years
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Just putting two obsessions together in a shitty sketch
I kinda know that Gaara would probably be nekoma, but dateko's ultimate defense is cooler
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northofneverland · 2 years
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Duke!Sakusa 's favourite flavour is the taste of honey mixed with lavender. It's the flavour of the candy you make for when he's feeling unwell. But, he doesn't associate the flavour with sickness but rather the first and only time he kissed you. 
When he was eight, he came down with a cold that had half the kingdom feeling under the weather. You spent days taking care of him, changing the towels on his forehead, rubbing ointment on his chest and feeding him broth that you had simmering in the kitchen. Your family was busy taking care of the rest of the royals in the kingdom, but he was happy that you, one of his closest friends, offered to stay with him. On the fourth night of feeling sick, he clutches your arm as you're about to leave him for the night, his blankets already tucked in around him.
"Can I ask you for something?" he sniffles, using his spare hand to wipe at his running nose. 
"Anything". You push his curly hair back from his sweaty forehead as he forces himself to sit up, your fingers brushing against the two birthmarks on his head. 
"My mom says that kisses make everything better". The apples of his cheeks are flushed, and he's glad he can blame the redness on the fever, not his childish crush. Perhaps, he'll also blame his boldness on the fever, claiming it's making him delirious.
"I've heard that too!". 
"I don't want you to get sick, though." He frowns for a moment before he coughs into his sleeve. "I'm being selfish, forget I even asked".
"I've been taking care of you for four days! There's no way I'm gonna get sick. Besides, I've been eating these." You stick your tongue out and show off the honey candy you've made with your mom to help ease sore throats. 
He ponders this for a moment, before arriving at a compromise. "Just a quick one, right here," he says, pointing to his forehead.
Sakusa waits for you to nod in agreement, before crawling out of his sheets and swinging his body towards you so that he's sitting on the side of the bed, his toes barely touching the ground. Closing his eyes, he tilts his head up, wiping his forehead with his sleeve as he waits for you to kiss his forehead like his mom always does when he has a nightmare.
But you don't lean towards his forehead as he anticipated; your lips land lower, flush against his. And it's a chaste kiss; it's over before he knows it. When he opens his eyes, you're already closing the door to his bedroom and, if he didn't know any better, he'd think it was a dream. The faint taste of honey and lavender on his lips is all he has to remember the moment, and as he crawls back under his covers, he can already feel himself getting better. 
psssst @kagejima, I did it. I wrote something.
Want to read more? Click here to see drabbles (in the same AU) about Bodyguard!Sukuna, Blacksmith!Osamu, Swordsman!Nanami and I guess now, Duke!Sakusa.
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artsemry · 8 months
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Aran needs more timeskip fanarts!! This is the 3rd art related to my Haikyuu Royalty AU which is also a fic on AO3 called Late night devil, love so sweet if you wanna check it out! Can you guess what Aran's role is?
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kyoties · 2 years
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kenma is tired of his bf's shenanigans when it comes to flustering their cute gf <3
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redrocketpanda · 1 year
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Haikyuu brain worm of the day:
I finally watched Knives Out and my brain has been enjoying the idea of Private Investigator duo Detective Akaashi and Detective Bokuto
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Akaashi thoughtfully collects and thinks things through. Observing. Analysing. Cleverly deducing based on the evidence presented. But he's also prone to thinking himself in circles, tying himself up in red string and doubting his own conclusions
Bokuto stumbles (literally) into evidence: walking over footprints, knocking vases Covered in Fingerprints off surfaces, absent-mindedly pocketing things. He accidentally divulges confidential information to suspects and preemptively points at the finger based on "his gut" but is almost always right
They make a great team though solving (and sometimes inadvertently creating) mysteries
Bokuto's "methods" end up applying pressure to suspects, provoking the culprit to eventually misstep, and exposes vital flaws in their plans with seemingly inane questions and accusations. Akaashi then puts everything into a logical order needed to unravel the plot(s), presents the evidence in flawlessly accurate detail and wraps the mystery up with a final devastatingly sarcastic take down
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angelatsumu · 2 years
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for whom the bell tolls.
in which some hq men choose their wedding song (from my wedding song playlist). no particular ranking or order, just collective yearning.
warnings: none, just tooth-rotting fluff. selfish yearning on my part, but i hope you all enjoy <3.
s. kiyoomi <3
“someone who loves me” by Sara Bareilles
he’s smitten, like cupid’s arrow had struck him through the center of his chest. he’s certain of it on your first date together, and he’s reminded of it every morning he’s waking up next to you. the day you procalimed “yes” with tears in your eyes as he knelt before you, he was praying begging you would ignore the salty drops on his cheeks. he’d never met someone that set his heart aflame before, and it was more than thrilling to know that you felt the same way. as he stood before you at the end of the aisle, he’s trembling. he can’t stop the tears from gracing his tanned cheeks, eyes locked in on your gorgeous face as you’re escorted to him with steady steps. he’s never seen anything so beautiful, something that he was certain would replace every other core memory in his mind. this moment, this is when he’s feeling the most surreal. you’re blushing at him, a beautiful grin playing on your kissable lips as you finally stand beside him. he’s tempted to turn away, to hide his tears from you, but your hand reaches to swipe his cheek, and more tears flow. he’s so lucky, so damn lucky to have you until the day he dies. he’s so lucky to have won the love of someone as kind, caring, and witty as you. he’s lucky that his mess was never enough to scare you away, and when he kisses you he thinks “i am so lucky to have someone who loves me”.
u. wakatoshi.
“Monster (feat. King Princess)” by Adventure Time, King Princess
ushiwaka’s never been good with words, and that didn’t change the day he proposed to you. he knew words could never unscramble the way his heart beats for you; they would pale in comparison for the way he loves you. he’s always needed your closeness, your touch, and your time. he finds you in all he does, and that’s when he knew he loved you. wakatoshi loves music more than he had before because it says things he knows he couldn’t. he never knew what love truly felt like, but he would describe it like an itch only satiated by being with you. the first time he confessed something so kind, so thoughtful, was in front of every loved one you had on your wedding day. the public display of his devotion to you had his chest swelling with anxiety, but the cheerful tears that graced the pretty blush of your cheeks was enough to assure him that he made the right confession. his words didn’t quite convey it all, all the years of built-up emotion. that’s why when this song plays, he’s boiling over with love for you and he’s bringing you into his warm embrace as he ushers you to the dance floor. you’re taken aback at the confessional, the willingness to share such an intricate part of himself in the song; you barely finish the first dance before you’re crying into his chest.
m. atsumu.
“Somewhere Only We Know” by The Warbler (Glee—this version is the best version, please)
atsumu’s always been a cheesy lover. he loves to serenade you, to blindside you with an affectionate concert in the middle of your livingroom. he loves giving you so much love it’s embarrasing, and it’s because he’s always known he’s loved you, and it’s pained him to keep it to himself. his love for you is spilling over in every moment the two of you have, and he never fails to make romance a staple in your relationship. the public displays of affection are never boring with atsumu, even before he dropped to one knee. this song is the one he hummed to you after your first night together. he hummed it again after he drove the two of you home after dinner with your parents. and finally, he hummed it as he prepared to pop the glorious question that had his palms sweating. the jovial tone and the innocent but personal lyrics of the song make him think of the earlier days of your partnership, the days he fell harder than he’d expected to. there were many places only the two of you knew, many places he wanted to show you. his devotion to you spilled over into this song, and tears met your eyes as he extended his hand to you on your special day, dragging you along to the dance floor. he sings the whole song to you as you slow dance for all to see. he knows this song is cheesy, but he also knows that it’s a testament to how long he’s loved you and how much longer he plans to—for eternity.
b. koutaro.
“Pink in the Night” by Mitski
this song has been rent-free in koutaro’s mind since he’d heard you play it during your night-time routine. he remembered the lyrics just so he could look it up when you weren’t around, playing it over and over until he learned every rhyme. the song was like it was written for him, for the both of you. loving you felt like he was warm all over, glowing whenever he thought of you. he’s always flushed when a teammate asks about you, quick to answer in a long-winded discussion about your new favorite whatever. he’s always beaming about you in interviews, on phone calls, on tour. he sees your face and all he can think is “i love you. i love you. i love you.”. he finds himself overwhelmed the amount of love that spills from his heart when he says his vows, tears speckling the eys of his groomsmen. when he kisses you after the “i do”, he remembers the song once more, claiming he needed to kiss you until he did it right. you’re beaming as he continues to speckle you with love-filled, sugary sweet kisses. he kisses you before the reception. he kisses you during the speeches from friends. he kisses you whenever you return from the bathroom. he’s grateful he has an eternity to kiss you because he’s never truly certain they will ever be right enough for communicating just how much he loves you.
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jayisa · 9 months
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Naruto AU Yamaguchi Tadashi sketches
Yamaguchi brainrot still going strong
I’m really happy how much better I’m getting at hand gestures and expressions!!
Been daydreaming about a hq naruto AU for ages but too tired to write out my thoughts rn
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rishiguro · 29 days
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57; BEST FRIENDS
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evanescent
/ɛvəˈnɛs(ə)nt,iːvəˈnɛs(ə)nt/ — “soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence; quickly fading or disappearing.”
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taeyamayang · 11 months
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i am currently writing a haikyuu socmed au in the sidelines for weeks now and tho i told myself i'll never post anything related to it (since i tend to jinx myself and leave it unfinished lol. i'm the problem, i know.) i'll post an interest check just to see if anyone's actually interested in it lmao
oh, it's streamer kenma x y/n btw.
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ittetsuspecs · 2 years
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Ukatake hq quest au in which Ukai was once a swordsman now working as a blacksmith in his family shop then come a royal magician asking help to train Hinata to defeat the Demon King
“ I don't care 'bout the demon, as long as my shop's runnin', I'm good. ”
“ You don't understand, Hinata is a very talented kid. All he need is a little training. ” Takeda plead.
Ukai scoffed, “ So ‘ a little ’ is me? And what if he's defeated? Coz he got a training from a ‘ little ’ me, ”
“ If, ” Ukai continues, “ you know his worth, he need more than ‘ a little,’ ”
Takeda took a deep breath, “ I'll be coming back tomorrow, ” He bowed, he reaches for the door, but something in his throat halted him.
“ Ukai-san,” he turned, the other side glanced at him.
“ I've saw you with sword. ” Takeda inhales again. “ You were breathtaking, ”
The door closed, Ukai forgot how to breath.
The magician leaned back on a wall, recounting the evening a man that has took his breath away. His eyes sparks in awe, in desperation, in love.
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