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dailyfigures · 11 months
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Lunch ; Dragon Ball ☆ Banpresto
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scumvesper · 2 years
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Soy un gato
Natsume Soseki (1876-1916)
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kushami-hime · 1 month
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It's an average Monday afternoon when you notice a missed call from your boyfriend, who just so happens to be the number 2 hero himself. Seems like he needs a little help...
CW: sneezing, over the phone, hitching breaths, 1 nose blow, stuffy voice and lots of sniffles, allergy suffering H/awks, trying (and failing) to talk through sneezes, H/awks calling listener baby bird.
I myself have been suffering allergies irl lately (either that or a cold that has no fever for some reason idk) but I can barely breathe outta my nose and my sinuses were a bit sensitive so I decided to crank out a surprise wav, sorry if his sneezes don't sound very good, I was suffering during this and still am xux;...
MINORS DNI! NON KINK BLOGS DONT REBLOG!
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bladedhunter · 10 months
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She was hungry and thirsty. Those were the two most urgent thoughts on Kushami's mind. That, and also: her feet really hurt. She'd been running, then walking, then running for days now, just trying to get away from the shinobi who'd killed her mother.
Until finally, she made it here. To a village. She was just outside when she stopped to rest, hands on her knees. Even there, breathing hard, shifting her weight this way and that on her injured soles, she peered at the wall in front of her. Now to scale it.
It was the reverse of what she always did, right? Let down her hair for Mother to climb? Now she was throwing up her hair for herself to climb. And by enforcing her hair with chakra, she could strengthen it so she could secure it around that... post up there, yes!
Tossing her long, golden locks up into the air, Kushami successfully hooked her hair around a post at the top of the high wall og Konohagakure. And then she began to climb. Climb, climb, and just like that, she was over the wall!
She landed in a roll, because it definitely would hurt too much to land on her feet, and when she lifted her head...
There was a person there! "Oh!" she said. "Hello! Am I... allowed in here?" Said the girl who had just climbed a 25-foot wall. // @super-kame-love
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nametakensff · 11 months
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crowfeathers · 9 months
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idk why I’m just now reading IAAC 1975 lb reviews but
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this one (1) person gets me
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hachiibun · 4 months
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Happy birthday to a certain special fox-eared archer—!
Also, this is a gift for @rachwavs! Surprise, I'm your secret santa! Thanks to @kawaii-kushami for organizing it!
If you like my drawings, and are willing and able to do so, please consider commissioning me, pledging to my Patreon, or donating through ko-fi ☕! You're not obliged to, but every bit helps to keep me living decently and I really do appreciate it!
❗ PLEASE NO REBLOGGING TO NON-KINK BLOGS ❗
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mr-dark-1amao · 4 months
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Even though she has a cold, Kokomi prepared some sweets to celebrate Christmas with her friends. She clearly avoids sneezing into the cookies she baked, so don't worry.
This is a gift for @dsnzfb, sorry for being late but I wanted to do a great drawing for you. Also thanks to @kawaii-kushami for organizing it!
And with this ladies and gentlemen it was the last drawing of 2023, Happy New Year!!
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aliasnz · 4 months
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Undesirable Presents: Le/vi Acker/man for @nametakensff and @kawaii-kushami's snzblr secret santa event <3
Tags: aot/snk-canonverse, allergies (pollen), cold, contagion mention, spray, mess, language. Word count: 2000 (and counting) A/N: I have several apologies to make about this fic >-< First of all, I am so sorry that it is so late! Secondly, I apologize for being unfamiliar with the other fandoms requested, I couldn’t help but feel guilty for writing for my fav. Third thing: just so I can have something out sooner rather than later, please consider this a part 1 that will be edited, updated, and self-reblogged upon completion. Finally, this fic may be too indulgent, but I am crossing my fingers that it is enjoyable anyways ~ 
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If Levi had his way, he would have spent the day in solitude. 
His ideal birthday was simply his ideal day. In the warmer months, it would have been a sunrise run followed by a cold shower, his warm sweat and clingy pollen swirled down the drain. Then, his civilian clothes and a walk to the brick cafe at the edge of town. Black tea, white croissant, yellow pages of his favorite novel. Head ducked down and buried in his book, anyone who recognized him - for better or for worse - received the message: leave him be. He would sip until the porcelain ran dry, would stay until his stomach rumbled. With the last hours of daylight, he would stop at the butcher stand and purchase a few ounces of meat. It was about all he could afford on his military salary, but with rare optimism, he preferred to say it was all he cared to buy. Steak dinner for one. Lights out by dark. It was his way.
But Levi hardly ever had things his way.
He was a December baby, as Hange so mockingly put it, who loathed winter cold and winter colds. Instead of that morning jog and downtown stroll, he shuttered himself in his room with intermittent napping and tidying. Some considered his celebration traditions pitiful, but he could not complain. In ways as weighty as a family to visit or write to, yet also in aspects as miniscule as a good night’s sleep, Levi had been cheated in most realms of life. In time, he had come to live with it, found comfort in little joys, and wished the others understood that. That wish was most wanted on his own birthday, for everyone else seemed to celebrate it more than the man himself.
In the depths of his heart, he knew they cared about him. The yearly plethora of visits all accompanied with gifts should have proven that, but he loathed the treatment he received. Perhaps the early symptoms of the annual cold were to blame for that. No matter how hard he tried to avoid it, contagion made quick work of the barracks. Sooner or later, it would catch up to him, and that onset always seemed to hover around his birthday. On occasion, he wondered if he would be better off facing that inevitable infection head on rather than repeating the futile delay, but his train of thought was always cut off one way or another. A pang of headache, a harsh cough, a runny nose, or a sudden sneeze. This time, it was a knock at his door, the first of the day, one of many sure to come. 
Levi swung his legs over the side of the bed. Bright rays reflected off the metal buckles of his gear and reflected into his eyes, garnering a wince and dawning thought: just how late did I sleep in? Standing up, he immediately noted how his shoulders felt heavy, his breaths labored. If he had to guess, his cold would take hold of him before the 25th was over. Lucky him. 
Hand clamped down hard on the handle, startling the two on the other side just before he creaked his door open. The tall couple cast shadows over him: Nanaba and Miche with -
Shit...
Levi braced himself for their scream, but instead, they spoke calmly, handing over the bouquet with a pair of matching smiles, “Happy Birthday, Levi.”
He startled, not because he was surprised by their presence, but intimidated by their present: a bundle of bright-red poinsettias, pointed with specks of pollen he doubted they had noticed. They were far too innocent to have purposefully gifted him such a slew of allergens. Others, however, he was less sure about.
Instead of reaching out to grab them, Levi crossed his arms and tipped his tongue in refusal - refusal of their gift and refusing to indulge in the sneeze he already felt budding. Speaking quickly, he aimed to rush them out before they could witness his unravel, “I don’t want them.”
“C’monnn, Levi!” Nanaba pleaded, bending at the knees and shooting up again quickly. In her eager bounce, his eyes widened as he watched the petals flutter with her. His arms instinctively flinched before him as if he could block the microscopic wave. “Miche and I stood outside for hours in this freezing cold -”
Great, two more patients upcoming.
“- waiting for the flower shop to open.”
“First in line,” Miche added. “Do you know how popular these things are at this time of year?”
Levi’s stance remained unchanged, Nanaba saw his disinterest and felt compelled to play it up, selling the present rather than gifting it. “They smell good, too!”
Miche, on the other hand, preferred the path of insistence. Snatching the stems from his partner, he thrust them to Levi’s face, nearly touching, “Go on, smell them, you’ll see for yourself.”
He held his breath, reluctant to inhale as long as those were within reach. Aiming for subtlety, he feigned to nonchalantly scratch his nose with his wrist, “If you like them, keep them.”
“Someone’s ungrateful…” Miche teased, unhurt by the shorter man’s attitude, but never passing up an opportunity to rag it. “Y’know, most people would say ‘thanks’ or something…”
Levi frowned, he wasn’t ungrateful. Deep down, he was touched. On the exterior, though, he was objectively irritated, and could understand why they misread him. With a pang of guilt, he sought to correct the miscommunication, but that pang was miniscule compared to the burn of his nostrils, a flame that the leaves were now fanning.
“No, it’s just…” his face scrunched as he attempted to fight it off, just until he could finish the sentence, at least? “It’s… just…” 
However, that bouquet was set on denying him. Throwing in the towel, a rare occurrence for humanity's strongest, he whipped around and buried his nose in the crook of his elbow, “Hah’AESCH-ihh!” 
Fuck, all three parties unknowingly shared the same thought. For Levi, the nature of his curse was multifaceted. Foremost, the unexpected harshness of that sneeze, the wind knocked out of him first thing in the morning. From that, the daunting notion that this was the first of many sure to come, either from allergies or the cold. Finally, the flush that flooded his cheeks. That outburst had shown enough vulnerability already, Levi lingered behind his arm and remained turned away, waiting for the blush to disappear as well. 
Yet, even after those awkward seconds of silence, neither Nanaba nor Miche could erase that image from their mind: his tan coat spotted brown, the mist that shot from beneath his elbow and faded into the room’s sunlit atmosphere. With the captain turned, they allowed their faces to contort with disgust. When his audible sniff confirmed what they thought they saw, they looked to each other and cringed, agreeing that this birthday visit was over.
His comrades did not put the dots together, that the sneeze was a symptom of his allergies rather than the cold that was notably floating through the halls. Fearing for their own immune systems, they retreated several paces, but not before Miche thrust the flowers in Levi’s grip and snapped his hand back, no chance of handing them back now.
By the time Levi turned himself around, arm still bent at his nose, the pair was already a distant blur.
Nanaba waved over her shoulder, “Feel better soon! Don’t come near us until you do!” A joking-not-joking singsong to her departure.
“Have fun with those!” Miche cupped his hand around his mouth, allowing his bid to beckon from down the corridor, “You can thank us later!”
Levi dropped his arm, prepared to call back. Doing so, however, meant that his guard was let down, and he should have known better, that his assailant would be quick to take advantage. With the distance, Levi did not turn or cover - not that he had the time for that - and instead ducked his head down, sneezing onto his own torso. “Hnn’kkshu! Heh-ISHhew!!”  
Unfortunately for him, the height at which he landed placed him adjacent to the very bouquet that set him off. A dire proximity, each inhale killed every second - any hope - of relief. 
The mess was not only audible, it was tangible, piercing the threads of his button-up and sinking through to his undershirt, summoning a shiver. The clean freak could not bear the sight, nor was it his habit to. After each sneeze and before opening his eyes, he assessed the tickle. If it remained, his lids likewise remained shut until his system managed to kill it. The first attempts at regular breaths informed him outright: you’re not done yet. Levi kept his head down, bangs intercepting his eyeline with each jolt. “Heh’tchew! Kk’shuu!!” 
Once again, he paused to survey his own state. Although he beckoned for a break, his body merely mocked him. That all you got? Clearly unsatisfied, with frustration, he submitted to its demands, exacerbating the expulsion as best as he could, aiming to please. “Hah-ESHhew!! HIH’kit-chew! Hah…Hah-AEshih!!” 
His intakes had been audible even from those meters away, his fit an early alarm clock for all still asleep in the vicinity. Dammit. As an insomniac, he was especially remorseful to have been responsible for waking anyone on the weekend. Even redder now, he tried to convince himself it was not his fault, that they should have known better than to shove those flowers in his face. However, as his voice crescendoed, it became more of a stretch to blame the gifters rather than the receiver, the inducer over the screamer.
The burn in his sinuses was unbearable, he decided to look to the windows behind him, hoping to coax relief. Before he could lure his gaze that way, though, he caught a glimpse of pity on his teammates, and somehow, that was what bothered him the most.
Fuck, this has to stop. At this point in the fit, breaths were hard to come by, and his life-or-death experiences had molded his mindset to meet his most urgent needs first. Perhaps counterintuitive, Levi understood that defeating the irritant meant battling with it. Working through rather than around. Meeting their eye contact, Levi yanked their gift to his face and took a deep, deliberate intake, figuring that his unconventional strategy could get two messages across: he was allergic to their gift, but at least it was good for something. And maybe they’ll remember this scene come next year.
Indeed, they would, and Levi would be lucky if the memory remained confined to those two. The finale was a sneeze that made them cover their ears and made the last few sleepers snap up in panic. For him, the aftermath resembled the end of a workout: tire and exhaustion, yet inexplicable relief. For them, it read like a newspaper headline: steadfast, hardass germaphobe of the branch soaked in his own saliva and other unspeakable substances. The tight-lipped, ever calm captain engaged in the toughest battle of his life: no titan in sight, but tiny irritants also impossible to see. Screaming the barracks awake, he would have been the last culprit anyone suspected. Only true friends would keep this episode a secret, maybe he shouldn’t have been so terse with them.
Vengefully, and with the slightest bit of told you so, Levi motivated himself through the end with the anticipation of seeing their guilty faces, but by the time he opened his eyes again, they were long gone, either cowering from contagion or gossiping already. Around here, viruses and rumors spread like wildfire. 
Worked up and let down, Levi released a shaky exhale, wiped his face with his sleeve, flung the door shut behind him, and tossed the bouquet onto his bed.
One down.
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tbc!
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goodlucksnez · 8 months
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CW:Sniffling, sneezing, rain/thunder, muffling sneezes, and tired characters lol recorded this at 3am lol
Well long time no post! BUT IT IS @kushami-hime BIRTHDAY SO SURPRISE HAPPY BIRTHDAY PART 2!! A long time ago the amazing Hime posted a wav where b//aku is sick and wakes up early and sneezes against d//eku, basically I did that but flip it, because I thought of the idea and said why not it is Hime B day might as well make 2 things
this is extremly short but I like my D//eku snez in this lol!
Again Hime I would not be here with you, so thank you from the bottom of my heart. I love you so much and I hope you have a great birthday!!
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kushami-hime · 1 month
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After saving the day (yet again) Pro Hero D/eku receives a gift from an adoring fan. And although he is thankful for the love and support, he does wish they they'd show their gratitude in a way that didn't set off his raging hayfever...
CW: Hayfever, sneezy/miserable D/eku, the big 3 (B/aku, S/hoto, D/eku) crowd noises, outdoor noises, a stupidly cringe ass news reporter impression, sneezing (duh), allergy denial, embarrassment, one nose blow, B/akugou being a menace, clueless T/odoroki, build ups, holdbacks, sort of inducing w/ a flower? Snzfucker! B/akugou if you squint, D/eku sneezing on B/aku by accident
MINORS DNI! Enjoy guys! <3
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dr-ground-zero · 8 months
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Happy birthday @kushami-hime @goodlucksnez((I hope i did this right)) I made it a combined thing for you two even though ya'll have seperate bdays. hope ya like it
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casspikaeyaliker · 4 months
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Guess I should post this lmao😶
First off, a very Merry Christmas to @mr-dark-1amao ! The person I received for @kawaii-kushami 's secret Santa. I went with some sick J/ean and Diluc for this from the list. I'm sorry that the art is a bit messy, and I hope you like it🙏
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crowfeathers · 11 months
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i cant tell if im fixating on I Am a Cat but if i am that’s just. hilarious.
anyways im so glad sneaze and waverhouse are both played by famous japanese actors in the 1975 movie it’s what they deserve
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bladedhunter · 26 days
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which of your muses wants to marry / wants kids?
Thanks for the ask!
The marry list is longer, we'll start with that:
Naruto muses: Kakashi, Tsunade, Sasuke, Jiraiya, Hinata, Kushami, Itachi, Choji, Rock Lee, Tenten, Rin!
Other muses: Jasper, Robyn, Nami (poly-marriage!), March 7th and Sushang when they're older, and Tifa!
Despite being mildly to severely traumatized by the shinobi life, my Naruto muses who would want kids are:
Hiruzen, but all the villagers are his children ;)
Jiraiya, if he settles down with the right person
Itachi, but with who?
Rock Lee, but he reproduces asexually ofc
Of my non-Naruto muses, it would be:
Robyn, as she already has a kid!
Vander, who adopts all the kids (well, four of them)
Tifa, who just cares about all the kids
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snzysimper · 4 months
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Well, here we are again. You know the drill!!
I’d once again like to thank everyone who has been with me this past year. And an extra special thanks to the following: in no particular order
@kushami-hime
@dr-ground-zero
@thescarlettletter
@uwupissarozzieuwu
@socksnz-blog
@crystalwhisp
@mamabirbsnz
Thank you everyone! Have a happy new year!!
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