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[aesteris]

notice !

hi, im gna be archiving this blog bc as much as i love tooru i can’t quite find the motivation to write him anymore. he’s one of the muses i’ve had for the longest amount of time since i’ve started tumblr rp, which is partly why i’ve been reluctant to let this blog go, but at the same time i’d like to just watch his development in the manga ( if any ! ) from the sidelines & cheer for him from now on. if you’re reading this, thanks for being part of my rp experience ! i’ll always treasure all the friends i’ve made in the fandom, & i wish you guys all the best.

if you want to, you can find me on discord ( sarah#2537, tell me who you are tho ! ) or my personal ! once again, thanks for all the memories ♥

#ooc / #ooc. #on a final note i jst want to say #i love oikawa tooru

[aesteris]

sticks his tongue out at him. blep !!! " shiratorizawa's going to win nationals next year. i've taught my kouhai well. can't wait to laugh in your face when you come to watch !! " his tone is saccharine sweet—contradictory, yes. he says it in irony. " … nya ha ha, actually, i'm bad at smack talk. but i will see you next year cheering your kouhai on, right ? we should have a contest to see who can cheer loudest. "

       ❛   che,  you’re not cute at all.   ❜   it begins as a complaint,  whine spilling out of sheer agitation at being taunted by his sworn rival’s manager,  of all people.   it blooms into a reciprocal jeer,  manifesting a staunch objection to losing any battle :  whether on the court or off.   lips purse into a pout.   ❛   hah,  as if seijou would lose to shiratorizawa when you guys don’t have ushiwaka - chan around !   ❜   (  low blow ?   whoops !  )   he’s almost,  almost sorry for the comeback when tooru’s tone takes on an abrupt shift,  taking him by surprise.   if he were anyone else,  he’d regret his pettiness.   (  he doesn’t.  )   ❛   you   --   ...   you’re not too bad,  i guess.   loser treats the winner to ramen ?   ❜       

#ic. #hisprayer #THIS IS SO LATE HGUDKSDN #but anw ! i love tooru #which one ? the answer is yes. #i love ru ( you ) too ^^

[aesteris]

i hv an exam in like 1.5 hrs but jst know i love you all v v much n i might not be able to express it to everyone individually but.... you know........ if you’re reading this ? i love you n i hope you have a good day ! stay comfy ♥

#ooc / #ooc. #7am n i randomly got sappy hgudskngd

[aesteris]

@achronivus i was looking thru icons i had of him n........ i found these................ he’s so cute ? 

#ooc /

[aesteris]

** ▉ SWEET-TOOTHED. adjective. a CRAVING or LIKING for sweet tasting things. a DESIRE to taste the most delicious treats such as POWER SO PURE it makes his teeth ACHE from a single bite / independent ( somewhat canon divergent ) byakuran gesso from katekyo hitman reborn. penned by aries. 

#p. #hm. interesting.

[aesteris]

a  super  fresh  new  roleplay  blog        for   tsunayoshi sawada   of  amano’s  manga  series  katekyo  hitman  reborn  .  the mafia  ?   don’t  know  her   .  if  you  could  give  this  a   like   ,  or  preferably  a  reblog   ,  that’d  be  swell  .  looking  forward  to  interacting  with  you  !

#p. #:blush: :knife: forceship? ^^

[aesteris]

good.

Oikawa is forced shipped with terushima there’s no escape this is a vague but the person it’s intended for will know (:

#good. #the rumor come out: the frog prince n the toadstool

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i want to call out a specific person for vagueing me ?? :/

it’s 2018 vague culture isn’t cool anymore aries

#yea #watch me namedrop like a true bully ! #ooc / #tbd. #hkdjndknasknd ily aries

[aesteris]

j... just like animals, animals, like animals

Wake me up

#do i ever know anything #ooc / #ask to tag #bc fr idk ( what to / if i shld ) tag this

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im in love with the coco

Wake me up

#is this the same song idk ^^ #ooc / #ask to tag #idk what to tag this hskdjsnk

[aesteris]

five times kissed forceship w me ^^

five times kissed. @aesteris. not accepting. 

01.  their first kiss is bred with collision.          to clarify , to make a point , the emphasis lies on collision. as there was nothing romantic or endearing about the way their lips met. college students who bumped into each at the bar , vaguely remembering one another because the itch of irritation was not faint enough to ignore. chaos met order / and order frowned at the sight chaos brought. college kids who , years prior , stood on the same court. where order reigned and chaos was pushed to kneel before GRAND KINGSHIP. college students who , before that night , had not thought ONCE about the other. yet the jabs and the taunts and silver tongues with ends dipped in poison came so easily between the two. & alcohol made it worst. loosened their lips. heated their blood. it was a mutual grip. terushima’s hands went for oikawa’s hair and oikawa’s fingers dug deep into terushima’s hips and they messily made out at the bar. tongues slide and mouths swallow moans and it’s such a SCENE that neither one pictured happening. they don’t talk about it for two weeks afterwards. 

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#save. #tasaina #OH H H H!! !!!! #THIS IS SO GOO D #I 1!! ! ! !! IM !!!! ICB TERUOI'S CANON NOW GUYS !!! #I LOVE ARIES HGDKNKDSJN #v. college. #AFKDNFKDJN ! ! ! !! ! !!!

[aesteris]

looking for a place to find haikyuu !! roleplayers ? search no longer ! hqquickset is your go to place to find all things related to volleyball and anime. don’t be late to the japanese lunch time rush – find your team today ! Want to be added ? Reblog this with your character in the tags and you’ll be added to the list shortly ! 

For multi-muses, reblog and place all of the character names in the tags.

For OCs and Crossovers with a HQ verse, reblog and tag this as “#OC” and “#Crossover”, respectively.

faq / masterlist / atlas. 

#p. #in this house we love n appreciate aries

[aesteris]

five times kissed binch

send me five times kissed for a drabble about five times our muses kissed / not accepting

i.   their first meeting.   tooru’s head is thrown back in laughter from a joke his companion had made,  uncaring of the gazes of everyone drawn to his pronounced amusement.   it is only when he comes back down to earth that he stalls on one particular stare   –   it looks lost but more relevantly,  isn’t directed at him,  and therein lay the greatest tragedy.   so it is with a smile born from the embers of his laughter that he approaches the stranger ;  he : strangely familiar.   amidst an exchange of pleasantries,  a name clicks.   ❛   ah   –   akaashi keiji !   ❜   (  it is this precise moment,  he thinks,  that his gaze snaps back into focus and he realises to the exact degree how pretty his rumoured rival from tokyo was,  embarrassment rising to tips of ears as he pretends to unnotice said fact.  )   ❛   i mean   –   i know you from volleyball,  nationals last year   –   you were that second year setter for fukurodani,  right ?   ❜   he tries to play it off,  play it cool,  plaster a smile and hope it sticks long enough to pass his bluff.   his friend looks over,  stare speaking volumes of the many ways tooru would suffer if his meeting with this pretty boy caused them to run late.   ❛   well,  it’s nice to meet you,  aka - chan,  but sorry,  i gotta go !   ❜   his grin borders on flirtatious even as he hastens away with each step,  turning around one last time to wink at akaashi,  blowing him a kiss like a farewell,  like a see you again.

   (  with time,  their meetings get less coincidental,  their see you laters turn into a casual slip of a note with a number.  )   

ii.   their first date.   tooru sees him first through frosted windows that blur the silhouettes pacing outside,  and so he listens more than watches as akaashi approaches the entrance.   a distinct chill ripples across the cafe as doors open briefly,  just long enough for him to slip inside,  and warmth circulates once more as if the disturbance hadn’t occurred in the first place.   (  it’s the sharp contrast in temperature that draws blood to cheeks,  or at least,  that’s what tooru tells himself.  )   with chin propped up on knuckles,  he merely watches as akaashi tries to find him in the crowd of people.   it’s unintentional,  his distraction,  his inaction.   he’s simply attempting to calculate the amount of beauty in this singular being   –   awed by every new detail he finds.   it snowballs : he catches himself daydreaming too late.   he’s already been found and found out,  gazes meeting in a mix of nonchalant tenderness and flushed embarrassment.   it’s unlike him to be so reserved,  so he lets his gestures speak louder than his words.   hands curled tight for courage : he crosses the small distance   –   it feels like an ocean,  a canyon,  a step of faith   –   to lay a kiss upon fair cheeks.   ❛   hi,   ❜   he says.   ❛   i’ve missed you,   ❜   he doesn’t.

   (  it’s like the butterfly effect : except the butterfly begins with him and the tornado is their affection,  growing,  spreading,  tingling nerves all over where their fingers meet.  )   

iii.   their first sleepover.    it’s to his surprise that akaashi’s the one to extend an invitation.   the days are laughter - filled,  spent playing volleyball one - on - one under the sun,  quiet evenings curled up together with book and phone in respective hands.   midnight talks   –   it turns out neither of them were fans of sleeping early   –   and lazy mornings occupied them.   the weekend comes and goes all too quickly.   time was relative,  he’d learnt,  and relative to akaashi three days felt like the blink of an eye.   he wonders where it went,  reliving each cherished moment and placing them into the small boxes of his memories,  labeled fondly.   the walk to the bus stop brings with it no small amount of tension,  steps slowing on both ends with neither wishing to leave.   in a surge of affection,  he presses a kiss to the corner of soft lips,  winking as he boards the bus like it’s their first time.   this time,  it’s definitely a see you again,  see you soon.

   (  the small boxes remain unopened for a full 5 minutes as the bus pulls away, after which he gives up on restraint and replays the memories. akaashi fades into the distance, but his presence lingers in his heart.  )   [  msg  »  aka - chan (ㆀ˘･з･˘)  ]   this weekend was fun ! let’s do it again someday :*

iv.   their first all-nighter.   tooru has three deadlines to meet,  and so akaashi finds him in the library sometime after midnight with exhaustion written across the slump of his body.   his fingers are flying across the keyboard,  work being completed through sheer desperation and adrenaline and a not insignificant amount of caffeine.   he hears a sigh from above,  a cup being set down.   he thinks he remembers akaashi drinking from it,  but   – ❛   when they said college was tough,  i didn’t think it’d be this difficult.   ❜   /   ❛   no,  me neither.   is that coffee ?   ❜   /   ❛   yeah   –   why ?   ❜   /   ❛   mm,  thanks,  aka - chan ~   you always know just what i need.   ❜   /   ❛   wai   –   …   you’re hopeless.   ❜   /   ❛   aw,  but you love me.   ❜   /   ❛   unfortunately.   ❜tooru finds himself smiling despite the reluctance,  despite the stress of finals and submissions,  locked into this moment where he’s sipping from the cup of coffee.   ❛   hey,  do you   –   ❜   /   ❛   do your work, oikawa - san.   ���   /   ❛   you’re no fun.   ❜ akaashi’s only reply is a smile in his own quiet way,  leaning over to brush lips against the messy curls of bent head.

   (  he even manages two hours of sleep that night,  head resting atop books atop library desk,  fingers still intertwined with his boyfriend’s.  )   

v.   their first fight.   there’s a genuine confusion as to what caused this distance between them.   has he done something wrong to warrant this avoidance ?   panic and insecurity begin to well up,  culminating in a shaky voice and a trembling confrontation.   nothing goes as expected   –   it’s their first real kiss,  all his hesitation wiped away in one stroke as he breathes out a soft   ❛   oh,   ❜   elation replacing all prior negativity.   fingers raise to brush against his own lips gently,  disbelief not entirely flushed out.   he laughs,  on and on until his body is collapsed on akaashi’s,  head on crossed legs,  gaze of pure bliss directed at his boyfriend.   one final giggle,  and he leans up to press a kiss full on akaashi’s lips,  like a deal sealed.   

#majeime #dream of me to keep you safe. s » akaoi. #m. #end me (: #also i think... 8 kisses in here ? 2 of which i stole frm urs sue me #some arnt actl kisses tho feel free to spot those #anw like.... its 3am n i got tired of formatting beyond adding my usual spaces

[aesteris]

TERUSHIMA YUUJI.      you are freedom incarnate.  born from the desire to break free from oppressive bonds.  you wish to kiss the skies.  you wish to see heaven & touch it with your own finger tips.  you taste like icarian love.  a love that screams for the sun & screams for passion more pleasurable than humanity can give you.  you are young - vibrant - unbridled energy that’s earth shattering. 

DO NOT STOP MOVING FORWARD.   YOUR KINGDOM IS COMING.  

independent , canon divergent ,  terushima yuuji from haikyuu !! written by aries.

#p. #oh ! #can you believe aries made me fall in dokis w teru #yea me neither ! #hm !

[aesteris]

send me five times kissed for a drabble about five times our muses kissed

#m. #hey

[aesteris]

five times kissed however you want tbh

(  @aesteris  /  prompt  !  )

#1

                            cold  but  bearable  ,  soft  breeze  hit  them  ,  hair  becoming  undone  the  longer  they  sit  outside  .  a  park  bench  was  their  current  home  —  together  sitting  in  silence  .  a  happy  silence  .  a  book  held  with  a  single  hand  ,  content  with  reading  ,  his  other  (  willingly  &  comfortably  )  with  fingers  intertwined  with  oikawa’s  .  each  word  read  in  a  slow  pace  ,  ‘  when  i  finish  this  page   we  can  go  .  ‘  an  agreement  keiji  had  suggested  ,  so  why  was  he  resenting  himself  for  reading  so  fast  ?  silent  enjoyment  with  their  current  position  ,  he  was  content  with  listening  to  the  sound  of  tooru  scrolling  on  his  phone  ,  with  their  hands  like  this  .  a  sudden  stop  in  his  train  of  thought  ——  he  finished  reading  .  .  .  but  something  else  .  a  glance  ,  eyes  following  the  trail  that  ended  at  his  hand  .  immediate  heat  shot  to  his  cheeks  ;  soft  (  was  that  chapstick  ?  )  lips  lightly  placed  onto  the  back  of  his  hand  .  dumbfounded  ,  crushes  suck  ,  keiji  decided  upon  .

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#save. #dream of me to keep you safe. s » akaoi. #majeime #look how beautiful our forceship is ^^ #hGDKJNGKJDN OK BUT THIS IS #SO CUTE #I LOVE THEM ! #I LOVE THEM !!!!! ! ! ! !!!!!! #IM NVR GNA STOP SMILING EVER BC OF THIS ??

[aesteris]

yahabu

i. want. second-gen. captain. interactions. 

akaashi ??? ennoshita ?? futakuchi ???? shikabu ??? yahabu ???? 

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