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Hello! Once you get this you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly, then send this on to 10 of your favorite followers (non- negotiable, positivity is super cool!) đŸ’•

Five things I like about myself huh? Hmmmmmm

1.) I’m reliable. I’ve had many friends reaffirm this part of me because I’m that friend you can not talk to for months or even years but if you really need me or we randomly get together again it’s like no time has gone by. 

2.) My ability to have fun. I’m a goof ball and like to laugh and make others laugh and when I’m able to do both it’s a good day. 

3.) My intelligence. That sounds so pretentious but honestly, I’m pretty smart all things considered. My husband appreciates this too 😉

4.) My body. I’m in the process of losing weight but I’m finally doing it solely from a place of wanting to be healthy and strong rather than for my appearance (that will just be an added bonus). I’m very curvy (top and bottom heavy) and just recently found out my sister’s daughter-in-law thought I paid for my assets LOL. Nope, they’re all natural baby!

5.) My heart. I give a lot of myself to people and though I’ve learned to temper that as I’ve aged I still manage to open it to people and give what I can to them (within reason). 

Thanks for the send, Bunny!

do you have any writing exercises for describing locations? :)

heywriters:

  • Use all the senses. What does the place look, sound, smell, and feel like? What kind of props, furniture, color, scheme, or plant life is there?

    How does it make you or your character feel/react?

    After you’ve done this, trim the details that only clutter your story.

  • Describe a place you’ve been that you remember well. For me it’s a section of country road I found breathtaking as a kid and have never stopped loving.
  • Look around you and find something, or several things, to focus on. Describe them down to their finest detail; the water stains on a steel drinking fountain, the uneven grain of a faux wood door, the alien-looking stereo system, or the dust bunny hanging from a wall vent.
  • In any location, ask yourself “If was kidnapped and held captive here but found a phone, how would I describe where I was to the police?” Look for exits, objects you could use to break windows or pick locks, survival supplies, and information that would tell you where you are.
  • In any location, ask yourself “If I was on the run from the police or Big Brother, what in this area would get me caught?” Look for cameras, spies, sensors, and anything on you personally that could be tracking you (same rules apply if you’re planning to hypothetically commit a crime).
  • In any location, imagine you’re answering questions for a space alien, time traveler, or foreign immigrant about your surroundings.
  • In your home/bedroom, imagine you’re an investigator or that you have amnesia and must learn about yourself from your personnal belongings. Describe what you see and what it might say about you to someone who doesn’t have you there to explain it.

These are all the exercises I’ve practiced personally that I can remember. Hope you find them useful!

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Really interesting and good tips!

Can I get a scenario with a domestic Iwa-Chan where he finds out his daughter has a boyfriend?

haikyuu-imagines-and-others:

I guess it’s Iwaizumi Week here on this blog lol either that OR you all are secretly super in love with Iwa-chan ;D The daughter’s age wasn’t specified, but I hope you like how I imagined this to go down haha Thanks for requesting! – Admin Satori ❀

Iwaizumi Hajime:

Kiyomi (Pure Beauty) – Daughter (13)

Maro (Myself) – Twin Son (4)

Reiji (Courteous Child) – Twin Son (4)

It was a madhouse in the Iwaizumi household. A mess was made of the fresh laundry by his oh so precious twin boys, and his daughter wasn’t home from school just yet to help him wrangle them together! It seemed every time he’d catch one, he’d have to struggle or overreach his body’s limitations to catch the other! Doing this would only cause him some muscle pain tomorrow – he wasn’t the spry young man he once was!

“Daddy! Over here! Can’t catch me~!” Then a messy raspberry before Iwaizumi was hurdling over the pile of laundry on the floor – having rashly decided to get his children under control before working to clean up the house.

Probably a poor decision, but a decision nonetheless.

A key in the lock of the front door had Iwaizumi turning to ask his daughter, Kiyomi, to help him grab her brother before the mess got worse. But his request died in his throat when he saw who was walking through the door with his baby girl.

Oikawa Yukio. Holding his daughters hand. Fingers laced. A light blush on his daughters cheeks and a wide smile on the little boys face – an identical one to his fathers, Oikawa Tooru.

A thump and a whine from Maro, Iwaizumi’s son, had Kiyomi looking at her father with identical green eyes, “Daddy! Why’d you drop Maro? You hurt his little head!” She let go of Yukio’s hand before rushing to her baby brother, kissing his forehead and making the four year old wrap his arms around her neck. “Daddy didn’t mean it, baby brother, he’s just being weird.”

“Me, too! Me, too!” Reiji rushed over to his brother and sister, wrapping his own arms around his sisters neck and smiling widely when she pressed a kiss to his forehead.

“Boys.” Iwaizumi’s voice rumbled in his chest, the twins looked up at their father curiously – knowing he was about to give them a direct order
 That was his daddy voice after all. “Distract your sister
. I have someone to talk to.” Then he was moving towards Yukio, who froze like a deer in headlights at the sight of his uncle practically charging towards him.

Maro and Reiji smiled far too sweetly at their big sister before they went completely limp in her arms, making her struggle to hold herself up as they dangled from her neck and shoulders. “Ah! Maro! Reiji! Cut it out!” Her hands pushed at their holds, trying to free herself – knowing her father would most likely scare off her new boyfriend. Her Yukio.

Yukio stared up at Iwaizumi with wide light brown eyes, identical to his fathers, “Uh
 Go-Go-Good Afternoon, Uncle Iwa
 H-h-how are y-you?” Unlike his father, Yukio had more sense to be afraid of those much larger than him – and his uncle was a mountain compared to his ant hill.

“Let’s take a walk, Yukio.”

His voice was deep, dark, and almost had a grave tone to it – Yukio wasn’t sure if this would be his last walk ever. He’d known how protective of Kiyomi his uncle was, and he’d known his own father had been praying nonstop for Yukio to gain the courage to ask her out – two forces for opposite causes. An idea sparked his movements, having him shuffle out the front door with Iwaizumi following behind him, and he prayed it would throw the scary father off his trail for even a little bit.

“D-D-Dad told me to ask her out!” Yukio blurted suddenly, and Iwaizumi grabbed his shirt to stop him from running for cover. The young boy was prompted to turn around and face his uncle, who admittedly looked less intimidating in the light of the day. Though, that didn’t stop the fear of the unknown push his heart into overdrive, “D-Dad said we-we looked cute together
”

Now Yukio blushed in embarrassment, scratching the back of his head as he stared down at his shoes, feeling a sense of shame for pushing all the blame off on his father. Oikawa had wanted his son to find happiness yes, and yes he did think his son and Iwaizumi’s daughter did look cute together, but to say he’d been the main drive of Yukio asking Kiyomi out
. Was a blasphemous lie.

And Iwaizumi knew it. Oikawa may have a death wish with many things – but pushing his son and Iwaizumi’s daughter together wasn’t one of them. Oikawa had known that was going to happen regardless. And so did Iwaizumi. Hell, he’d known as soon as Oikawa had come to him announcing the discovery of his son in his wife’s womb. It was bound to happen. Fate wanted Iwaizumi and Oikawa to stay together, near each other – together by friendship or by marriage of their children, whichever drew them closest.

But that didn’t mean Iwaizumi was just going to let it pass without a hitch.

Yukio gulped as he continued to stare down at his shoes, feeling his eyes brimming with tears now that he’d lied. Shamefully lied, feeling absolutely awful for pushing it off on his doting father. “Yukio
” The boy practically jumped at the rumbling of his uncle’s voice, but looked up at his familiar green eyes. Iwaizumi sighed and sat down on his porch step, patting the cement next to him, “Come here.” Yukio did as he was told, sitting next to his uncle and hiding his hands between his knees – they were clammy.

Silence held the air between them. Iwaizumi didn’t know what to say. Didn’t know where to start. Yukio was too scared to even look up from his knees. Inside the house, there was yelling and running around – Kiyomi trying to get to the door to make sure her daddy hadn’t ruined her best friend turned boyfriend, but being distracted by her little brothers making more havoc of the house.

“I’m not
. Mad, Yukio.” Iwaizumi broke the silence, feeling his initial rage slowly die down. They were kids. 13 years old. So much more life ahead of them, Iwaizumi was sure they’d drift apart with time. Or grow stronger. “I want you to promise you’ll be careful with her.” It almost pained him to say something so
 serious
 to a boy he’d personally seen shit his pants when he didn’t get what he wanted as a toddler.

Yukio quickly nodded his head, “Y-Y-Yes, sir! Of course, Uncle
 I wouldn’t ever do anything to hur-“

“I’m not done.” The boy shut his mouth, curling his lips inward and chewing on the bottom one – his uncle was terrifying when he wanted to be. “I trust you to not hurt her
 Because you know your father wouldn’t tolerate it, either
 Of all the snot nose boys she could have picked, against my wishes and hopes
. I guess
 I’m kind of okay that she picked you.” It was hard to say, hard to express, how truly thankful Iwaizumi felt about his daughters and Yukio’s new step
 Mostly because he had to get over his initial, primal need to protect his offspring from anything and everything.

But he had practically raised Yukio along with Oikawa and his wife. And Oikawa had done the same to Kiyomi and the twins. They were familiar. They were family. The idea of his daughter and Oikawa’s son was much more
 welcomed
 than the idea of his daughter with some schmo only wanting the worst for her.

“Uncle?” Iwaizumi glanced at Yukio from the corner of his eye, feeling if he looked at the boy any more that he’d get less okay with what was happening. “I’m sorry I lied about Dad
” Yukio hung his head in shame, still feeling awful for his false claims.

Somehow
 The shame rolling off Yukio’s shoulders had a comforting effect on Iwaizumi. Made him more comfortable with the idea of this better rounded boy dating his precious daughter. Iwaizumi hummed and patted his ‘nephews’ back, “It’s fine.” And it was. Iwaizumi didn’t feel his initial rage anymore, nor did he feel any negative feelings towards Yukio. Because he knew Yukio may look exactly like his best friend, exactly like Oikawa in every way


But he wasn’t Oikawa. He wasn’t the pretty, popular, troublesome boy Iwaizumi had gown up with throughout the years.

A loud smashing of glass echoed from the house – and Iwaizumi let out a loud, long sigh before he was standing up from the porch and walking to the front door. “I’m getting too old for this trash. Boys!” All havoc stopped in its place as the twins looked at their father with wide green eyes, waiting for his next order while Kiyomi stopped chasing after them, giving her father an exasperated expression. Iwaizumi chuckled lowly, feeling as if he had a long journey ahead of him with these children of his.

By the time Kiyomi is 13
 Iwaizumi is 40 years old – poor old man lol Just thought I’d slide this detail in there for better clarification 🙂

This is ridiculously cute!!

Yoohoo 🎡 I want to know ur thoughts about the captains having a (one year) younger sister who is introspective, nerdy and clumsy! She’s rather independent two!

:

Daichi

  • Would give her space and
    still watch over her; He would be subtle about it though, so she wouldn’t
    notice. He wants her to spread her wings and be independent, but he always
    looks out for her;
  • If he senses something bad
    coming her way, he intervenes; Again, he would prefer it if she didn’t notice,
    but when it comes to protecting her from harm he doesn’t really care.
  • Since she is clumsy, he
    would try to prevent accidents from happening due to this trait of hers. If she
    tries carrying more than she should, he just grabs the things about to fall
    before she even takes her first step.
  • He smiles at her nerdiness;
    He thinks it’s endearing and he will bring her little tokens of her favorite
    nerdy things – be it anime, books, games, whatever it is. He might tease her at
    home, but when he sees something he knows she would enjoy, he would get it
  • He would also join her if
    she were to go for an event; he would worry too much otherwise

Kuroo

  • Would tease his clumsy
    little nerdy sister, maybe playing harmless pranks on her
  • He would definitely buy
    whatever special edition item makes her heart soar and acts like he got it for
    himself, satisfied as she pouts and rages
  • When with other people he
    would watch her from afar, and he would notice everything. He would spit out
    borderline teasing venomous comments at anyone who tries to flirt with his
    sister, because nobody would be good enough for her
  • If anyone dares calling her
    a nerd in an insulting way, Kuroo will be there to scare them; His tall frame
    and serious face in combination with his unwavering voice will make anyone pee
    their pants and noone calls his sister something negative ever again

Bokuto

  • Would cherish his sister.
    He’d go with her to events full of joy, sharing her excitement for whatever. If
    she is a game nerd, he will game with her, if she is into anime, he will watch
    with her. Whenever they are at an event, he will take her on his shoulders so
    she can see better, bouncing up and down and being quiet excited himself
  • He would laugh about the
    clumsiness and the next thing they know, Bokuto drops his ice cream or stumbles himself; Which has both of them laughing hard
  • Would boast to others about
    his sister. How thoughtful and smart she is, how she may seem all quiet and
    shy, but is actually quiet more than just the nerdy thinker she appears to
    be
  • If she cheers for him, he
    will get hyped and score a lot more points, just to make her see how amazing
    her big brother is

Yui

  • Would
    love her sister dearly just the way she is;
  • She
    keeps trying to intervene if you start overthinking everything; Yui will know
    and she will try to take some of your worries away and usually it works
  • Yui
    will always know how to best support you so you can thrive to be the best version
    of yourself possible; She will always praise you and help you if you need it
  • She
    will laugh about your clumsiness, it reminds her of a newborn kitten
  • But
    she will always ask if you are alright first – she wouldn’t laugh if you were
    hurt, ever;
  • She wouldn’t mind if you borrowed her clothes – she won’t show it, but seeing you combine her clothing and make them your style is intriguing
  • She loves to see you grow, your independance amazing as well as a little scary, since you’ll always be her baby sister

Moniwa

  • Won’t think much about it at all – you are his little sister and he cherishes you
  • When he realizes you don’t really need anyone to look after you, poor Moniwa feels so lost
  • Because he can’t help but try to look out for you; He feels the need to protect you from all harm, even if it is your own mind overthinking; But since he knows you, he will find a way to do so in a not-suffocating-manner
  • Especially since you are clumsy, Moniwa is always trying to help prevent any incidents, worrying about your health and safety
  • He doesn’t realize you are nerdy until someone points it out to him; And he doesn’t really care then either;
  • He’ll be an amazing older brother, supporting your nerd-needs, helping you get your hands on rare items

Futakuchi

  • He will have baby and childhood pictures of you ready for friends or potential s/o when needed – embarrassing ones. Ones right after you tripped, red faced and teary, ones where you are just about to fall, stumbling on your own feet
  • He will make fun of your clumsiness, but anyone dares joining in, he’ll make them pay
  • Your nerdy nature is a little weird to him, and he teases you about it too – he may even draw a mustache or pile of poop on your favorite poster when you fight
  • He’ll be sorry though and he will make it up to you
  • He acknowledges your independance, that doesn’t mean he won’t always be the cockblocker that he is – be prepared to see potential s/o run, because Futakuchi sure knows how to handle them
  • He has a way to tease you out of your introspective hole when he feels you are overdoing it

Oikawa

  • Has to watch out for his
    sister 24/7 – he thinks everyone adores her and that nobody can have her,
    because she is his wonderful innocent sister.
  • He is quite nerdy himself,
    so to go all out on being a nerd with his sister, he would have so much fun
    getting them the same shirts, joining her for conventions or festivals;
  • If she gets too caught up
    in over thinking or even criticizing herself he stops her, noticing the effect
    those thoughts have on her immediately – he won’t let herself be trapped in her
    own mind.
  • Other than that he admires that she is more of a thinker, the way she
    reflects everything familiar to him, especially since she has a talent to
    notice anything in those around her as well

Ushijima

  • Would not think much of it.
    He watches over her, but he doesn’t interfere. He doesn’t comment on her
    clumsiness, but it only makes sense for him to try and prevent accidents. So if
    she leaves cupboard doors open, he will just close them without a comment.
  • His direct way of phrasing
    things makes her trust him, so when she gets caught up in a loop of self
    reflection and such, he snaps her out of it;
  • A little sister would be
    nice in general, but for her to be nerdy is quite something. Ushijima doesn’t
    get the hype his sister feels about certain things, but he likes to watch and
    listen to her go on and on about it

Terushima

  • He’d try to make it sound fun, but he is actually a really worried brother because of your clumsy nature
  • He is always afraid you hurt yourself, but he knows you won’t have him hovering over you, so he cracks jokes and tries to get rid of anything that could lead to you running into it or slipping
  • The way you reflect on yourself and others, and how you seem to think so much about everything, Teru admires that – and he likes to talk to you about your thoughts and hear your opinion

Daishou

  • Although he appears to be a tad bit of a brat at times, he is actually a true, gentle and loving big brother one could ask for.
  • He has a soft spot for her nerdiness – may tease about it just to poke fun but doesn’t mean it to hurt her feelings.
  • In fact, he would even go buy her a whole load of things of what she likes to help her with completing her collections. He would be a bit tsundere about it, too; but she could still see that happy tug of his lips.
  • Would wonder how could one be that clumsy – questions it once in a while. Daishou would lightly scold her to be more careful, because, seriously. He is genuinely worried for her well being.
  • Even with her being quite the independent person she is, he would keep an eye on her. He is protective of her, and is ready to give a punch to the guts if someone ever dared to lay a finger on her innocent self.

Kita

  • Would wonder where the
    clumsiness comes from, but is used to it.
  • Tries to get rid of any
    dangers for her clumsiness to take form, but fails because she would still find
    things to bump into or throw over
  • He would take her nerdy
    nature as it is, it is a given to him and he doesn’t mind.

So cute!! I especially loved Bokuto’s!

EXCITED!!!

Why? I just pre-ordered the DVD/Blu-ray release of Black Butler: Book of the Atlantis!

I wanted to see this movie sooooooo bad in theaters but by the time I heard about it, it was nowhere near me!

It releases June 5th and I cannot wait to watch it!

I was on a big concert last week. There was this guy with “free hugs” sign walking around and I thought… BOKUTO & KUROO WOULD DEFINITELY DO THIS…AND ASAHI TRYING TO GET MORE CONFIDENT THROUGH THIS… So… Ahem… Can I request a little fluff in which those three boys meet their s/o like this? (Hope my blabbering is understandable XD)

haikyuvolleydorks:

(Free hugs anon) Ugh wait. Sorry. I thought you take three characters per ask. I really want some fluff with Asahi so you can choose between Kuroo and Bokuto. Sorry agaaaain 🙈

It’s alright, Nonnie. No harm done. I’ve decided to go with Bokuto along with Asahi because I have a tendency to go with Kuroo for most requests and Bokuto needs some love from this admin. 

I hope you enjoy!

~ Admin Wendy

Azumane Asahi 

It was all Noya’s idea.

He said he needed to be more outgoing and less of a wimp. This was how Asahi ended up walking around a concert venue with a “Free Hugs” sign.

Of course he wasn’t afraid of hugging people
 it was just the “People” part that scared him. What if they were afraid of his “delinquent” look, like most people were? What if they found him to be scary and called the police on him?

The more he questioned the “what ifs” he began freaking out internally. I just wanna go home, he thought as he saw quite a few people whispering to their friends and looking at him strangely. This was going to be one of the last times he listened to Noya’s advice.

Caught up in his own mind he didn’t see a small human walk up in front of him.

“ Can..can I have a hug?”

It was that voice that snapped him out of his head. Looking down he found a nervous looking girl. 

“ Of- of course you can,” he stuttered. Asahi opened his arms to give her a hug. He could feel her body heat as she came into contact with him. 

They stayed like that for a bit. It was a calming feeling. Their hug came to an end as the concert ticket holders began going into the venue. 

“ Hey, do you mind if I can see you agian?” the girl inquired.

Taken aback, all he could do was nodded as she gave him her number. Watching her back retreat into the crowd of spectators he smiled to himself.

Maybe Noya did know a thing or two about people. 

Bokuto Koutaro


Kuroo.

It always came back to that sneaky cat.

This time the dare was to go to a concert and hold up a free hugs sign without being evicted from the premise. 

So here he was. Going around the crowd and giving out free hugs. He’d already been there for a couple of hours and a lot of girls came up and asked for hugs. It was really strange how other guys just sort of gave him a nasty look. 

The concert was about to begin in half an hour and it was about time to wrap up his rounds for the day. He’d get rooster head back for this, just you wait Kuroo!

About to leave he was surprised when a voice behind him yelled, “ HEY! WAIT! I WANNA FREE HUG!”

Turning around he felt someone crash into him and wrap their arms around him. He instinctively put his arms around them to brace them from the impact of running into him. 

He saw a face look up at him. Their eyes were startling.

When they broke apart the girl began to speak, “ Thanks for waiting. That was really fun!” Smiling brightly as she ended her sentence. 

Bokuto couldn’t help but get caught up in her rhythm. Smiling as brightly as she was he replied, “ It was! Do you wanna go meet again?”

Somehow that question just came out of his mouth. He didn’t know why but he wanted to see her and her infectious personality again. 

They quickly exchanged numbers before she went off to the concert. 

This was certainly a dare that would come to backfire on Kuroo. 

Cute!!!

Feel Better – Iwa-chan

For my friend Admin Iwa-chan over at @aaaghkaashi who has been under the weather too long and I want to feel better! – Jade

Iwaizumi walks into the bedroom and looks at your form, tossing and turning thanks to an inability to breath through both nostrils. He sighs, frustrated on your behalf that this damn – whatever it is – won’t just quit. 

He continues forward, kneels over you and presses his forehead to yours. You’re still warmer than he’d like. “How are you feeling?” he asks. 

You shrug, leaning as his hand caresses your cheek. You miss his kisses but insist on no lip action in the hopes that he won’t catch this dreadful cold.

“Still out of it,” you admit with a wistful smile. 

He frowns, plants a peck to your forehead. “I’ll get you some soup.”

He returns ten minutes later with a bowl of steaming chicken noodle soup – his mother sent it homemade when she heard you were ill – and sets it on the dresser.

After helping you lean up and putting pillows at your back he sets up a tray over your lap and places the bowl on it.

You glance around with half closed eyes. “Where’s my phone?” you ask looking up at him.

He gives you an annoyed look, but it’s not for you. “It wouldn’t stop going off since Jade, Chi and Trashykawa kept sending you stuff. And,” now the look turns affectionately stern, “you kept pushing yourself to write when you need to rest.”

You open your mouth to protest but he speaks over you, “Don’t worry, I answered the texts and queued up some of your old work.”

You blink in surprise. “Thanks.”

He shrugs. “Who else is gonna take care of you?”

You smile, crook your finger to come closer. He does, his handsome face inches from yours. Gently you turn his head and kiss his cheek. “Love you too,” you whisper.

He blushes then stands up, points to the food. “Eat your soup before it gets cold.”

aaaghkaashi:

Cinnamon-bunny-artist Soulmate AU

I’d like the Soulmate AU where you can only see in black and white until you touch your soulmate (Since I like to draw I have the idea that in this AU I’m never able to add colour because I can only see in black and white!)

I’ve sent in a matchup before but here is a brief description: I’m a very quiet and timid but also cheerful person who daydreams lots so I seem distracted most of the time! I love animals and I hope to be a veterinary nurse or work at an Animal rescue! I’m shy with physical affection but I do like it and I love cuddles!

I think what is most important in a person is consideration of others emotions (I’m easily affected by words so it’s a lil personal ^-^’)

I’m not up to date with the manga yet.

Hello dear,

Thank you so much for this request. You sound like such a lovely person, and it was a lot of fun to make you meet your soulmate. We hope you enjoy!!!

Maybe a little more here
 lifting your pencil to the spot, you started to up the contrast, fill in darker shadows. You were so focused on your sketch, you didn’t notice the time slip by. Every so often you kept sneaking glances up at your favorite model, sitting with his cup of hot chocolate and laughing wholeheartedly.

His dog’s giant fluffy head lay on his lap, undisturbed by all the laughing and it made for a serene picture. You couldn’t pass on the opportunity to save this image for later indulgence. Your sketchbook was already filled with the mystery man. You kept bumping into him at the most random places and you figured he must live in the neighborhood.

At first, you justified your doodles by the need to practice. Drawing people was tough and he had really prominent facial features. His boisterous laugh somehow transferred into his face, transforming it into something that was so fascinating, it made you itch to draw him, capture this infectious happy man and his beautifully fluffy dog.

But soon it was more than that – your hand moved without a thought every time you saw him.

Of course you also had a lot of pages filled with his dog. It was a fluffy dark giant who seemed so calm in contrast to his human, their contrast complimenting each other perfectly. Once again you wished to see color so bad – with every sketch your curiosity grew, wondering about the effect colors would have on your drawings, on your perception.

The beep of your phone brought you back to reality.

>> Where are you?

Cursing you glanced at the time. You stood up, swiping everything into your bag and leaving a bill to cover your coffee and cake, yelling a quick sorry over your shoulder before you started running.

~

With a loud sigh of relief you made it to class and you plopped down in your usual seat, letting your bag fall to the ground with a bang. Trying to catch your breath you heard your friend giggle, giving you a thumbs up. “You made it! What have you been working on? Been lost in the eyes of mystery man again?”

Sticking out your tongue and blushing slightly, you couldn’t help your small smile. She was always cheering for you, curious about the art you created and it made you so happy, thankful to have the support of your friend. It hyped you up, seeing her so eager for a peek at your works. Even her teasing was full of encouragement.

Picking your bag back up again you rummaged through its messy contents only to realize that your sketchbook wasn’t there. You checked, again and again, until you spilled everything out on your table – but nothing.

Damn
 you must have left it at the Cafe. It must have dropped without you noticing. You felt the urge to get up and get back there, afraid of someone else picking it up and looking through it. That could certainly be embarrassing. But your teacher was already standing in front, waiting for everyone to be quiet and start his lecture.

~

As soon as the bell rang you sprang up, running out with a quickly shouted apology to your friend. You went back to the CafĂ©, looking everywhere, asking the staff – but noone has seen your sketchbook.

You felt like screaming as you left, letting your head hang heavy, not bothering to look where you went. Mumbling to yourself, angry at everything. You almost fell over a dark fluffy mountain.

Your heart almost stopped as you recognized the dog standing in front of you. He sniffed at you and decided you were trustworthy enough to let him pet you. So he nudged at your hand and you chuckled, obliging happily.

“Hey there handsome” you whispered, scratching his head. His tongue lashed out, licking you across the face.  “So charming” you laughed, patting his head some more for good measure. “Where is your human?” you asked and he cocked his head, giving you a deep “Wooof”.

“He seems to like you” an amused voice said behind you.

You felt your face turn beet red. You knew whose voice that was. Hell, you even knew whose dog this was. But somehow it didn’t register until then. You stood, turning slowly, giving mystery man a shy smile.

“He is quiet the charmer himself.”

Looking at the man in front of you, you studied his bright smile, his wide eyes, his unusual hairstyle. You wondered once again what he would look like in colors, itching to draw him.

“Bunny!!!!” Your friend waved at you from across the street and you excused yourself, gone before he could even reply. You prayed he didn’t notice how your heart was trying to jump out of your chest to leap at him as you crossed the street to meet your friend.

~

“Was that mystery man?” your friend whispered, nudging your side.

“Shuuush!! What if he hears you?” you were walking fast, somehow embarrassed about what just happened.

Even though nothing happened.

~

“Ah, now she is gone again” he whispered in awe, looking after you.

The black dog’s ears twitched and he stared, somehow disbelieving.

“Come on, don’t look at me like that Kuroo. She was gone before I could have said anything”

Kuroo huffed, turning his head to look in the direction you ran off to.

“You act like human Kuroo more and more each day, you know?” the man laughed, patting his companions head before continuing on their way.

“I’ll tell her next time for sure.”

~

You felt so lost without your sketchbook. It wasn’t like you didn’t have a spare one – but you collected so many doodles, each holding a memory and you were deeply upset about losing it. It didn’t matter that they were still just sketches, not yet colored in because.. well. You didn’t see colors.

Those drawings meant a lot to you. This sucks. You rolled around on your bed, trying to think about something else. But somehow all your mind could come up with was todays encounter. The way you fled the scene so fast was making you flush in embarrassment now. What were you thinking?

You felt your cat coming to join you, jumping on the bed silently. Tiny paws made their way over to you, looking for a comfortable place to curl up on. She decided your chest was as good a spot as any, and she flopped down, encouraged by your coos and pats, purring softly in response.

~

Not daring to go to the Café this morning, you opted for buying some scones to go and made yourself comfortable on a bench at the nearby park.

Looking around, you enjoyed the slight breeze, feeling the itch to capture this moment. Before you could even think about getting out your spare sketchbook though something jumped at you, licking at your face eagerly.

Laughing, your hands buried in soft dark fur, you didn’t mind, didn’t even try to fight him off.

“Good morning” that voice again, so soft and velvety.

Looking up you smiled, still shy. “Good morning” you responded, barely above a whisper.

“I meant to tell you yesterday, but you ran off so fast
” he trailed off, laughing a little. His laugh was infectious and it made you want to lift a hand to his cheek in fascination, touch his lips to see how they felt.

“I found your sketchbook” he shifted, unsure of what to do. “I
 saw it in the CafĂ© the other day, sprawled on the floor and I.. I went to pick it up. You were already gone and I took it so I could give it back to you
”

Your eyes widened, as did your smile. “Really? You are a lifesaver!” You could have jumped up and kissed him right then and there. Until you realized that if he took a look through that sketchbook, he’d think you are a crazy stalker. Oh oh
 Your heart dropped, sweat breaking out everywhere.

A smile spread across his face at your words, while his hands fumbled your sketchbook out of his bag.

When you reached for it, your hand grazed his and it was like you were struck by lightning. You felt weak, stars exploding behind your eyes. You wobbled, flopping back down on the bench. It barely registered that his dog started barking, jumping in circles happily. You didn’t notice how mystery boy leaned forward, his arm supporting him so he could keep upright.

Both of you blinked a couple of more times, and the first thing you saw when your eyes could focus again were eyes of pure gold. You didn’t know the name of that color yet, all you knew was that it was beautiful. Mesmerizing. Fitting the person in front of you perfectly. You stared in wonder, your hand lifting to touch his cheek on its own accord.

I love that he named his dog Kuroo!!!!

So cute, love Bo!

For the opinion questions (if I repeat sorry haven’t had time to go through them all yet lol) how about Tendou and Daichi?

:

Heya ❀ Thanks for asking Jade!

1) fight them or fight for
them

Admin Chi:  I’ll fight for both of them – Tendou is my child and a partner in crime and id protect him at all costs. Bantering with him would be a norm, maybe a bit of playful fighting- and Daichi!! The reliable captain amd a father figure, who would want to fight him

Admin Iwa: Fight for both of them, fiercely, to the death, and I assure you, I’ll win.

2) on a scale of 1-10 how
excited do I get when I see them

Admin Chi:

9/10 for rare Tender Salami and maybe 6 or 7 for Daichi

Admin Iwa: 10/10 for both of them. I love Tendou, from his soft tinkling voice to his red hair; And I love Daichi, such a man, those thighs, that face, that reliable persona, and nnnghhh, angry Daichi is pretty good too.

3) would i smooch

Admin Chi: Would smooch both of these precious beans

Admin Iwa: Big fat loving smooch for Tendou, borderline sexy make out smooches for Daichi all over.

4) have I drawn/written
about them/should i draw/write about them

Admin Chi: I’ve written for both of them- only drew Tendou and not yet Daichi

Admin Iwa: I have written for both of them and loved it so much, I think they are one of the top characters I really love writing for.

5) voice HC if they don’t
have a voice already

Admin Chi: Tendous voice is the shit
👌

👌

 love his voice and how it suits with his nature; and Daichis voice too is as perfect as he is

Admin Iwa: Tendous soft voice, his singing voice, it makes me daydream and weak (thanks again to
🌙 

Anon
💕 ). Daichis voice is perfect too, so deep and holding a hint of something rough, I love.

Something went weird with my first reblog, trying again.

Haha! I have no doubt Iwa-chan would win.

I agree with all comments. Daichi is one of the best characters in my opinion.

It’s funny to me how much I adore Tendou now because the first time I saw him he creeped me out. But he really is an amazing character and I wish we could have opportunity to get to know him even more.

Thanks for the replies, this is a super fun game!