“Kiyo, you don’t get it! They’re already dating and in love and I can’t just—I can’t put myself in there! That’s so awkward, how do I even bring that up to them?”
“Just talk to Suna during practice. Maybe, I don’t know, when he gives you onigiri that Osamu made specifically for you.”
Motoya’s head once again hit the table. “But I don’t know if they like me!”
“Dear god, is this what I sounded like?” Sakusa grumbled under his breath before patting Motoya’s head gently, albeit a bit awkwardly. “Well, I guess you could also fake your death.” He chuckled as he said this, but Motoya’s head popped up, causing Sakusa to quickly withdraw his hand.
“Kiyoomi. I need to fake my death.”
“Wha—no? Don’t do that?”
Motoya gripped his cousin’s hands, eyes pleading. “Please help me.”
Or, Motoya is very stressed, but also very loved.
"Oh I know!" Hinata exclaimed. "Atsumu-san, you should nya!"
Atsumu stared blankly back at him. "I should what now?"
Hinata stuck his hands out in a poor imitation of cat paws. “You know, nya!”
“Ooh, an excellent idea, my disciple!” Bokuto shouted. He clapped Hinata enthusiastically on the back before turning his leering gaze back on Atsumu. “You heard the man Tsum-Tsum! Now, nya!"
Or: Miya Atsumu loses a bet and puts on a maid outfit. The internet freaks out. Sakusa Kiyoomi freaks out the most.
**NOW WITH ART**
He reaches up to touch his forehead, to remove the ribbon that has been his constant companion, his constant reminder of who he must be. The one piece of himself that has been with him through everything, from his earliest memories, to his deepest regrets. His entire history is in its very fibres.
His brother lets out a small gasp as his fingers pinch the material, raising his hand as though to reach out and stop him.
Lan Wangji lowers his hand.
Lan Wangji begins his new life with Wei Wuxian
- Part 2 of i'm your paradise
27 Jul 2021
“You’re so hot inside A’Zhan, like my fingers will melt if I’m not careful enough. I hadn’t realized you were this desperate for me to breed you, love,” Wei Ying’s unoccupied hand travels up his neck to gently stroke one of his cheeks as he talks, while his fingers continue their masterful work inside his hole. “How eager you are for me to fuck a baby into your hungry womb, give A’Yuan a litter of new siblings to play with.”
Or the mighty Hanguang-Jun and the dastardly Yiling Laozu get hit with a bad case of baby fever.
07 Feb 2021
It's supposed to storm.