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prick-love-for-arting · 9 months
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listen I don't have a good caption for this, just vote kyouwatahaba in @hqrarepairtournament, they're so important to me
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shzketches · 2 months
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kyouhaba or kyouteru?
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crnl-chicken-tots · 2 months
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Proud bf
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ushihinasimp · 3 months
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Shoyo, Kei, and Kenma were hanging out together. They were having a pleasant meal while the conversation going casually about their married life, talking about their respective Alphas
Shoyo confessed that he had bought lingerie and wore it as a special gift for Toshi's birthday. Kei, always quick to tease, smirked and playfully commented that he didn't know Shoyo was into that kind of thing.
Blushing furiously, Shoyo stammered, "I-it's not like that! I just read online that it could spice up our marriage, and I want to make Toshi happy, so..." Shoyo's voice trailed off, his face red.
Kenma, the calm and observant one, found the idea intriguing. He pondered for a moment before suggesting, "Hmm, that's interesting. Lingerie, huh? Should I try wearing a costume for Kotaro perhaps?"
Shoyo's eyes lit up with excitement. "I think Bokuto-san would like that, Kenma! You see, that time when I wore that lingerie, Toshi was more intense than usual..."
Kei, rolling his eyes, interrupted, "Ugh. Too much information, shrimp.“ That’s what Kei said, however Kei was wondering that might be not a bad idea to try tonight, expecting a wild hot night with Kuroo.
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dearsakuaka · 2 days
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"what's mine is yours" and the consequences that come with it
pairing: sakusa kiyoomi/akaashi keiji word count: 750 kiyoomi buys two of the same sweater because keiji keeps "borrowing" his but somehow both sweaters end up with keiji and now kiyoomi has to explain to his mom why he needs extra allowance for the month
"...but it's been barely two weeks..." comes the skeptical voice of his mother through the speaker. her face, taking up a fourth of the screen, frowns in concern.
it's the sakusa family's scheduled bi-monthly call. usually, kiyoomi would look forward to this—to check up on his brother's toddler, listen to his sister's stories from the country she's in, know how dad is doing and whatever new hobby his mother picked up now that the kids are out of the house—especially after he moved out for uni (not that he would admit it, of course).
now, though, is an exception.
having his mother and siblings just stare at him as he struggles to explain why he's short on money for the month is, he thinks, far harder than receiving ushijima's serve.
"i seem to have overspent it on... clothes..." kiyoomi trails off lamely
at this, his sister perks up from her part of the screen.
"is this the sweater you showed me the other day?"
kiyoomi hums in affirmation. in response, his sister raises a questioning brow.
"what happened to it? i'm pretty sure that wasn't too expensive, no?"
at this, kiyoomi pauses, nibbles on his lip as he decides how best to phrase it.
it's not like he can outright say he bought two of the same sweater on a whim and the boy he's been pining over just "borrowed" both of them without signs of planning to return it anytime soon.
1) it's not kiyoomi's smartest financial decision and;
2) kiyoomi cannot handle the teasing that would come if he ever mentions keiji to them (especially not after rambling to his sister about his crush while he was drunk off his ass).
and so, he settles for:
"i was robbed on the way home." he deadpans.
he mentally kicks himself for it. nice going, kiyoomi. you fucking loser. totally believable.
from the way the light dies inside his sister's eyes and the overall skeptic silence that comes, kiyoomi knows they're not buying it. the silence stretches that even kiyoomi himself feels the need to shift around and settles for fiddling with the ring on his pointer finger.
kiyoomi's too lost in his thoughts that the sound of the door to his apartment opening and closing makes him jump out of his skin.
"kiyoomi! i got what we needed for hotpot." keiji's voice rings from the foyer. "i didn't get the soup base you wanted so, i just picked out my favorites. i hope that's fine—oh! but i did get the lamb cut you were craving, the pork belly, and i ended up picking up clams too because motoya-kun was raving about it yesterday."
keiji's rambling comes and goes as he flutters about in the apartment.
he doesn't pause for breath which meant he wasn't exactly waiting for kiyoomi to respond; seemingly aware of kiyoomi's tendency to just listen to him after being friends for so many months.
kiyoomi unwittingly smiles as keiji keeps talking.
keiji walks behind him to transport the bags of groceries and it's only on his third trip back that kiyoomi realizes five things:
1) keiji is wearing one of kiyoomi's new sweaters.
2) another sweater is tucked in the corner of keiji's elbow.
3) kiyoomi is still on the phone with his family.
4) keiji doesn't know he's in call with his family.
5) kiyoomi does not tell keiji he's in a call with his family soon enough.
so, really, he can't blame keiji for the casual way he stops behind kiyoomi, a sweater on his person and an identical one in his hand.
"i forgot i had both with me so, i had to stop by my... apart... ment... " keiji trails off when he sees the phone propped on the table, kiyoomi's ears flushed red, and the phone call still ongoing on the screen.
"oh my goodness! i'm so sorry to intrude!" keiji yelps and scrambles to the kitchen, babbling about washing the vegetables and cutting the meat.
when keiji is out of the room, kiyoomi braves a look at his phone. varying levels of amusement—that only his brother seems to try to hide—greet him. the dread settles heavily in his chest.
of course, it's his sister that pipes up first, smile predatory and sharp.
"so, you were robbed, huh?"
(needless to say, kiyoomi does get sent extra that month but with the promise of filling his mom in about this keiji person his siblings keep teasing him about on their next scheduled call.)
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Haikyuu!! Rarepair Tournament
This has been something I've been wanting to do since November and with Tumblr introducing polls and all of the other tournaments going around, I decided to finally do it.
RULES:
Submissions must have less than 500 fics on AO3. I will double check all of these when I'm making my list. If your ship has over 500, try searching it with "otp:true" to see if that changes anything. (This is the filter I'll be using when I check tags)
This probably goes without saying but I want to be clear: I will not accept any incestuous or adult/minor pairings.
Campaigning is encouraged but please be kind and respectful! At the end of the day, it's just a tumblr poll.
Right now, I'm planning on including most of the submissions I get but this may change if I get more than I expected. This also may change if characters repeat a lot (like, if say, I get a lot of Oikawa ships). I'm undecided on how I'll narrow them down in those cases but I'll think of something.
Submit your rarepair here. You can submit as many as you want, just please don't send the same pairing more than once.
I don't have a set end date for when I'll stop accepting submissions (it's entirely dependent on how many submissions I get) but I'll give a heads up the day before.
If you have any questions, the inbox is open!
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moonbuglove · 1 month
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I know I am all about BokuAtsu... but like BokuSuna.... have you all seen their fanart? Like yes please I am lovin it... but then double it and make it SakuBokuAtsuSuna 😍🤭🤭🤭🤭 good night 💃🏾💃🏾💃🏾💃🏾
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reineydraws · 15 days
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hiiii happy birthday @conartisthaiji 🥰🥰
thanks for being one of my first ever kryk cheerleaders and also my very first beta reader! u make the haikyuu fandom a better place 🫶 hope u have a good one!
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brkrknspokesperson · 2 years
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•̀ᴗ•̀ shirts
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nuisdrawing · 11 months
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Look, I don't know, I just started thinking about them and I can't stop.
A couple of thoughts I shared on twt about them below, for your coonsideration, <3
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it's them! listen i think it would be so funny if Kuromikashou and Kanoyachi were to face off in the final round of the hq rarepair tournament
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haikyuudescendants · 11 months
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you guys don't understand how much I love skirts.
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crnl-chicken-tots · 9 months
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It's always raining somewhere.
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ushihinasimp · 27 days
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Ushijima takes delight in teasing his adorable boyfriend, his heart brimming with unabashed love for Shoyo. Often, Ushi tenderly strokes Shoyo’s cheek or brushes his lips, his touch lingering on Shoyo's inner thigh as he whispers sweet nothings into his ear. And oh, how he adores nuzzling against Hinata's neck, peppering it with soft, affectionate kisses
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dearsakuaka · 23 days
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yours, as no one else's
pairing: sakusa kiyoomi/akaashi keiji word count: 1.0k a step into intimacy, in kiyoomi's perspective or, kiyoomi aches to hold keiji and musters up the courage to do so
the earliest stages of their relationship were marked with hesitation.
neither one was willing to be the first to reach out despite wanting to—horribly, desperately so. keiji, because he's vaguely aware of kiyoomi's idiosyncracies and he loathes to overstep. kiyoomi, because he's navigating through the uncertainty around keiji's feelings for him—whether he reciprocated out of unfounded obligation from kiyoomi confessing to him or if he truly felt the same.
doubt, in all its shades.
it comes to a head one rainy afternoon.
they're in kiyoomi's apartment, watching their third movie of the day. the dull thump of rain on the window fills the space that separates them. under the throw blanket, keiji is warm, hands wrapped around a mug of cocoa that he rests on his knees pulled up to his chest. he's warm, dressed in kiyoomi's sweater, eyes mirroring the colors on the screen. he laughs quietly at the scene before him. in turn, kiyoomi watches him, transfixed. keiji is warm—so warm—and kiyoomi is too. and oh god, how kiyoomi aches to reach out to him—to hold him.
so, he does.
kiyoomi lifts his hand up, shaking as his heart thunders in his chest. gently, he runs a finger down keiji's cheek. the light touch is enough to make him jump and snap his gaze to kiyoomi, who has his knee bent on the couch to aid the way his body is turned towards him.
"kiyoomi?" keiji whispers, voice barely heard over the movie. the flex of his fingers on his mug gives away his nerves. "everything okay?"
kiyoomi doesn't answer—can't answer, really. the words stick in his throat like honey. it doesn't help that his heart has started beating even faster under keiji's gaze.
(and, really, if kiyoomi is to do what he's about to do, he ought to cast aside every other thought, lest he gives in to his nerves.)
ever so gently, kiyoomi cups keiji's cheek. his hand trembles as he does so and kiyoomi can only wish that keiji does not feel it through his skin.
a gasp accompanies blue eyes widening.
god, his eyes are beautiful, disarming.
they look at kiyoomi in a way that has him faltering. dazed as he is, he barely registers when he starts running his own thumb across keiji's cheek.
when keiji slowly nuzzles into the touch, kiyoomi knows he's done for.
"i'm glad you're here." it's more air than anything but it's the best kiyoomi can do when he finally has keiji in his hold.
i'm glad you chose me. it goes unsaid but kiyoomi hopes his touch is enough to convey it.
when keiji moves, kiyoomi is immediately stricken, barely managing to stop his hand from reaching out to keep him close. all keiji does is place the mug on the coffee table, and then he's coming back. he sits closer than he has been in the past few hours and immediately takes kiyoomi's hand to rest it on his lap.
he's not looking at kiyoomi but the flush that slowly rises on his cheeks is enough recompense.
"i'm glad you chose me." the words come out raw from keiji's lips.
kiyoomi's breath stills. keiji feels the same.
the rain thumps on the windows of the apartment. the movie plays on and on on the screen. there are dishes in the sink that need to be washed. and keiji feels the same.
relief disarms kiyoomi and he sags into keiji, leaning in close and resting his head on his shoulder. keiji's hold on his hand tightens and, in a bold move, lifts it to his lips.
a gentle press.
kiyoomi feels breathless all over again.
he nuzzles into keiji; emboldened by keiji's previous action, he leaves a kiss on the corner of his lips.
"i wanted to do this for so long." comes the confession. mumbled into the sensitive skin of keiji's neck, making him giggle.
"would you believe me if i said i did too?"
"i'd believe anything you say, keiji."
a breath. "quite heavy of a statement, don't you think?"
"if it's you, it's not all that hard to promise great things."
"you spoil me."
"i want to."
it comes out more honest than kiyoomi intended but it was true anyway. being with keiji made him want to do more—with him, and for him.
he craves to give; all without expecting anything in return and it speaks volumes of the depth of his affections for keiji.
and so, it feels all the more sweeter when keiji meets him halfway. when his efforts are rewarded with sweet smiles and gentle touches.
it's not unlike a loyal disciple gaining their deity's favor and kiyoomi is the most devoted one there is. frankly, there is nothing kiyoomi isn't willing to do for the god that blessed him so.
he keeps these thoughts to himself, unwilling to let keiji carry the full weight of kiyoomi's devotion.
in due time.
"then, at the very least, let me spoil you too." kiyoomi is pulled from his reverie at keiji's words. "i like you too, you know?"
a beat and then, "a lot, actually."
kiyoomi rises from his place on keiji's neck to look him in the eye. he sees the earnestness, the need to let him know that his love comes with a return address and keiji is more than willing to send back as much as he has received. it makes kiyoomi smile.
"i know you do." and he really does.
keiji holds his gaze a little longer. when he finds what he's looking for, he turns away and snuggles closer into kiyoomi.
all the reluctance ebbing to make room for the need to be close.
"come on. we missed like half the movie."
kiyoomi laughs and finally, finally pulls keiji into his arms.
the mug of cocoa is forgotten. the movie is replayed. the rain outside slowly eases into a drizzle. keiji is wrapped in a sweater that's a tad larger in the shoulders and he is warm in kiyoomi's arms.
the lines crossed that one rainy afternoon promised sweeter things to come and, really, that's all kiyoomi could ask for. what comes after, like everything else in kiyoomi's person, he leaves in keiji's tender hands.
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also on ao3
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weathertheraine · 1 year
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Asasuga appreciation dump !!! <3 by god they mean so much to me
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