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Kiripima

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this is all I can think about

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I really wanna start rping again. If anyone is interested and still follows me or my other accounts, sent me a message!

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Hero of the Wild, A Goose - Drawing the Master Sword

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才能は開花させるもの、 センスは磨くもの。

Talent is something you make bloom, instinct is something you polish.

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hee hoo here’s another toon-style link!

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mini au doodles (cause I can)

(very minor spoilers)

Little doodles with the little man

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happy birthday to the final boss, oikawa tooru! 20/07🥳

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Watching 365 days with Haikyuu! Pretty Setters ver.

CHARACTERS AGED UP VERSION- ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS PIECE IS OF AGE/ADULT.

featuring - Sugawara Koshi, Oikawa Tooru, Kageyama Tobio, Kozume Kenma and Akaashi Keiji. 

genre - crackheadery fluff, leaning nsfw in certain scenes 

warning- cursing, nsfw content featured

365 days rough summary - A Mafia boss kidnaps a woman and gives her 365 days to fall in love with him. And they fuck. A lot. 

Sugawara Koshi 

Sugawara definitely knows his stuff on the web

365 literally went viral on tiktok, so he saw one or two posts about it before

but he isn’t that much aware of it to the point he realized when you put on the movie for your movie night 

“365 days? is it a romance one, honey?”

“uhm… i guess you could say that ^^” 

as the movie proceeded, of course he noticed how thick and sexual the movie’s atmosphere was

but he assumed he was imagining things 

he never stopped giving you soft and cute cuddles as you two watched it 

realized you were staring at him a lot to see his reaction, but also brushed it off 

everything was gucci until the second 

“aRE YOU LOST BABY GIRL?”

uh oh. 

“(y/N)- THIS BETTER NOT BE-”

“i don’t know what you’re talking about, baby” 

shortly after, the chain-up-laura scene, the boat scene, everything unravelled in front of his eyes

goes BRIGHT red

“the bOAT SCENE, I KNEW IT, YOU PUT ON THAT- THAT TIKTOK MOVIE!”

grabs your hand and hides his face behind it

from the way he was screaming, people would think you were watching horror movie

but he was actually screaming so that he didn’t hear the actors moaning 

accidentally opened his eye because he thought the r18 scene was over

only to see the ahem- spitting on the **** scene

“hoLY HELL OH MY GOD! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT-”

poor baby gets scarred for life 

doesn’t finish the movie 

turns off your laptop, gets it out of the way and buried his face into the back of your neck

“why would you do that to me 🥺”

“aT LEAST TELL ME THE NEXT TIME ISTG (Y/N)-”

mommy lectures begin shortly after

if you were hoping for some action initiated by the movie, no you are not getting it with suga 

better luck next time

Akaashi Keiji 

Keep reading

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how (not) to cry quietly

synopsis: [ 1.1k ] — in fear of waking your sleeping boyfriend, you leave to have your oncoming panic attack in the bathroom. but oikawa knows better than to believe you when you say you’re fine.

tags: gn!reader, comfort/fluff, panic attack, anxiety and mentions of sadness (although depression is not explicitly stated)

note: i just think that my friend is an angel <3 so i wrote a fic lol, and as always reblogs are appreciated

Oikawa’s breath was soft against the back of your neck, one of his arms thrown lazily across you. You hoped he was asleep by now.

You didn’t know what time it was though; blinking a few times to get the tears out of your eyes only did so much. Through blurry vision, you tried to read the time. 11:12 shone in red lights, you thought so at least. It had been over half an hour since you and he had gone to bed — he had to be asleep by now, right?

If he wasn’t, you were sure he would be able to hear you cry. You tried your best not to, telling yourself everything was fine, but the suppression of your tears only caused your body to shudder.

It was always the middle of the night when you got so… anxious? Upset? You weren’t sure what to call it, all you knew was that you wanted nothing more than to cry right now.

Slowly, you slipped out from under his arm and out of the bed. You thought if you could do that, you could get through the night without alerting Oikawa to how you felt.

“Are you ok?” He said, sitting up. There wasn’t any hint of sleep in his voice, you knew then that he’d been awake. Your hand was almost on the door handle, you had been so close. All you could do was hope he hadn’t noticed your sniffles or the way your body shook.

“Yeah,” you spoke quickly, and hoped again he hadn’t noticed the difference in your voice.

You opened the bathroom door and then quickly shut it behind you. There was only a wall separating the bathroom from his room, so you know you couldn’t fully break down like you felt like doing.

A bathroom floor was never really a place you had pictured yourself crying in. Especially not like this, hand clasped over your mouth and trying to hold your breath so as not to cry so loud.

You told yourself to be calm, that your worries were unfounded, that the sadness would pass, that in a few years you wouldn’t even remember or care about this moment. It didn’t help as much as you had hoped.

You must have lost track of time, you didn’t know how long you’d been in the bathroom. A few small taps on the door drew you back to reality. Asking who it was wasn’t going to change who you knew was already there.

Oikawa would be, of course, and you’d have to tell him why you were crying. It seemed stupid now that you had to burden him with it — although, truth be told, Oikawa would rather help you than know that you were going through something alone. Besides, the last thing he saw you as was a burden.

He wasn’t even upset when you’d cut off contact for a few days. He knew you didn’t feel well, and though he worried about you, he didn’t try to push you into a conversation. Maybe he couldn’t put himself in your exact shoes, but he wasn’t immune to feeling too drained to respond to text messages.

That was one thing you liked about him; even if he didn’t completely understand, he’d do whatever you needed him to in order to help you.

“Can I come in, angel?” He said when you didn’t answer his knocks.

A shaky “yeah” left you as you began to wipe at your face. Oikawa wasted no time in opening the bathroom door, not caring who else was asleep in the house as he let the door hit the wall.

He stood just inside the bathroom, looking at you with worried eyes. It was the middle of the night, he had a reason to be half-asleep, and yet somehow you could tell his hesitation wasn’t born from sleep deprivation.

It was because he didn’t know what to do. Though he knew you probably wanted to be alone — hence you trying to slip out of the room so quietly — he didn’t want to leave you alone.

So he took a deep breath and calmly moved over to join you on the bathroom floor. He sat beside you, staring at the opposite wall.

“Do you want to talk about it?” His voice was soft, quiet but not a whisper.

“No.”

“Ok, that’s fine,” He leaned over on to you, his head resting on your shoulder, “do you want to talk about something else then?”

You hummed a no this time, not trusting your own voice. Why, why tonight of all nights. If it were any other time, you wouldn’t have to upset your boyfriend, you wouldn’t have to keep him awake.

Oikawa lifted his head then, and finally turned to look at you. You still wouldn’t look at him, you knew it would only make you want to cry more.

“Hey, hey,” He still spoke softly, but this time grabbing gently at the sleeves of your shirt and coaxing you into his lap, “everything is gonna be ok.”

Yet you still found yourself struggling to breathe, your lungs feeling as though they were on fire and yet your body was cold and numb. Even so, you were still wiping at the steady flow of tears in your eyes and muttering about how you were fine.

“Y/n, look at me. Hey, look at me, in the eyes.” His voice was more firm this time. Still calming, still sweet, still quiet, but this time his words held a little more desperation.

And you listened to him. Though your breaths were shaky and your vision was still blurred with tears, you looked at him.

“That’s good,” He smiled. “Now I want you to breathe with me, ok?”

You listened to him again. His hand was still on your shoulder and his thumb rubbed little circles — whether soothingly or absentmindedly you couldn’t tell. He made you breathe in and out for five seconds each, and after a few rounds of that you no longer felt as though air was being pulled from your lungs.

Worried eyes still watched you, Oikawa’s arms pulling you into his chest. The two of you stayed like that for a moment, letting everything else drift away.

“You need sleep,” You muttered eventually, sniffing and sitting up from where you had your face buried into his chest.

“So do you,” He said, smiling and laughing in hopes to cheer you up.

The next time you woke up it was three in the morning. Oikawa was in the same position as before, arm tucked tightly around you and his face buried between your shoulder blades.

This time you actually had to use the bathroom. Maybe Oikawa making you drink water before you went back to bed, saying that crying made you dehydrated, wasn’t such a good idea.

You slipped out from his grip once again, this time a little more surprised when he sat up. Had he really woken up that easily?

“Are you okay?” He asked, this time there was a lot more worry in his voice than before.

“Yeah? I gotta piss.” You said through a giggle.

Despite your reassurance, you found him waiting tentatively outside of the bathroom when you were done.

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Megane Tooru 💖 💖 💖

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a trendy boy! 

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can’t read lips, what can u do  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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What if Jirou and Bakugo ran into each other while shopping at fantasy hot topic?

[on twitter] [in reference to this post]

[PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY ART]

Bakugou and Jirou have that emo kid hot topic solidarity and Kaminari just doesn’t understand

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don’t trust NOBODY 🙌