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How Would you Feel if…

I’ve been giving this thought for a long time, and I wanted to know that if I were to go through with my decision, would it truly impact anyone. It’s been at least a couple of months since I’ve written anything or even attempted to. Quite frankly, I’ve lost most, of not all, inspiration to write. I don’t want to bring this blog to an end, but the lack of feedback and activity in the fandom combined with my mental health among other things has truly drained any fun from this blog. If I were to close the blog within the next few days, would anyone miss it?

-Admin Lana

Hey guys, I don’t want to make this a stick over the head situation and I know not everyone likes to put their words out there. But THIS is the result of lack of feedback and interaction.

I really hope Lana doesn’t delete her blog, it’s a wonderful place with lots of great work. But the more we as creators see our follower numbers go up and our note numbers go down, the more potential this has to happen.

No, you don’t have to reblog every post, you don’t even have to like every post, but for those that resonate with you, please do any/all of those things. We love reading your tags, your comments, your thoughts.

I’ve had a few people in the last week apologize for “stalking me” because they liked a bunch of my posts in a row or they send me messages. I can’t speak for every blog or writer but I have yet to meet one personally who’s ever said, “Damn, I wish this person would chill and not like so much of my stuff!”

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Hear me now: We not only LOVE to hear from you, we NEED to hear from you!

If you’re too nervous to reblog or comment or DM, send an anon ask with your love. Ask box closed? See if they have fan mail enabled!

And for the record Lana, Kay and Jen you’re all amazing, we love you and we hope you do what you need to, but I do hope one of those things does not include deleting your blog.

I’ll end here with a huge internet hug to all of you in internet land and a reassurance that I appreciate each and every one of you. And I, and my fellow bloggers, would love to hear from you.

Hanamaki – Color Me Yours

ASK: Hello! Could I request a Hanamaki soulmate au where when everyone sees the world in black and white, but when soulmates first make eye contact, they can see color? Thank you!

For as long as he could recall, Hanamaki didn’t give much thought to the world being in black and white. That’s just the way things were since birth; two toned. The full lack of color and the complete saturation of color with nothing in between. The status quo, normal.

But then, he started seeing people around him, his friends, begin to experience the world in a whole new light.

They were seeing color, which meant they’d found their soulmates.

It surprised them all a bit when the first of their tight knit group to experience this phenomenon was Oikawa. Ever the provincial flirt, Hanamaki considered that maybe, subconsciously, they all expected the setter to be a bachelor forever. But fate had other ideas and one day he arrived to school screaming about the beauty of the world. When they’d finally calmed him down, he told them how on his way home from the market the previous evening he’d come across his soul mate; and his whole world was literally changed.

After that, it seemed like a flood gate was opened. The next to find his was Iwaizumi, then Matsukawa. Hanamaki wondered if his turn would ever come.

“Not if you keep staring at the ground,” he sighed, tilting his head up and willing his eyes to open a bit more. If he were going to find her, he’d need to put a bit more effort in paying attention to his surroundings. A deep rumble indicated the approach of his train and he tugged his bag onto his shoulder. As he stepped into the car, he took hold of one of the handles and turned his attention towards the front of the train only to have a wave of pain shoot through his skull.

“Ugh!” he groaned, falling to his knees. It felt like his eyes were on fire! He clutched at his face, rubbing furiously over his eyelids trying to get them to stop stinging. What the hell was wrong with him? The world faded away, yells for assistance growing faint as his vision narrowed to a pair of y/c eyes.

Wait….color? He didn’t know the name of what he was seeing, but he knew it was something he’d never seen before. Which could only mean…

He sat up, hand against his head, vision still swimming but slowly everything started coming back into focus; glorious technicolor focus! Next to him lay a girl, also coming to and being assisted to sit up by their fellow passengers. Reaching out, he touched her shoulder drawing her hazy attention to his face. He watched as her eyes, also formerly squinted, widened when her focus returned.

“Y…you…you can see them right? The colors?” she asked a bit breathless.

“Yeah,” he confirmed, hand still holding her. His eyes fell to it, a blush coming on his cheeks. “Sorry, I just…you…”

“It’s fine,” she affirmed quickly, soft smile on her face.

“Hey you kids ok?” someone asked from the crowd.

“Yeah, we’re fine, sorry about that,” Hanamaki said standing. Turning, he extended his hand to her. “Let me help you…”

“_________,” she supplied placing her hand in his.

He drew her to her feet, picking up her bag and slinging it on to his shoulder along with his own. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Hanamaki Takahiro. Um, would you..would you like to get some coffee or something?” He knew they both had school, but he didn’t want to part from her, didn’t want the opportunity to get to know her better right away slip away. He saw her hesitate, clearly the same consideration in her own mind but to his delight she nodded.

At the next stop, they alighted from the train, walking side by side, both unable to stop their heads whipping back and forth to take in what used to be familiar surroundings. Her gasp brought his attention back to her. “Just a second,” she requested, hurrying into a store. Confused, Hanamaki looked at the sign above the door, then smiled; a bookstore. He could guess what she was looking for.

A few moments later she returned, smile bright.

“Since we’ve never seen them before I figured we could use this,” she explained holding up her purchase. Across the cover he read: “Color Identification”.

He chuckled. “I like your practical mind.”

She blushed, averting her eyes to the ground. “Tha..thank you. Um, maybe instead of a cafe we could…walk around and see the colors?”

He nodded. “That sounds great.”

They began walking, her with the book open, excitedly pointing out all the colors she could identify quickly. Their impromptu exploration date lasted well into the afternoon, consisting of a respite at a ramen counter where they got to know more about each other. He talked about his volleyball team while she expounded on her extra curricular activities. The longer she talked, the more Hanamaki found himself falling for her. He knew there was no guarantee of love with a soulmate but being with her he felt his heart filling with joy.

“Hanamaki-kun, do you…do you have a favorite yet?”
“Hmmm?” he asked cocking an eyebrow.

“A favorite color? I know it’s probably too soon to have picked but-”

“Your eyes,” he interjected. In light of her stunned silence he went on, “I know it’s probably cliche and I’m most likely not the first to say it to their soulmate. But truly,” he leaned his chin on his palm, smiling, “your eyes are my favorite color.”

Her cheeks reddened and she hastened to change the subject but he smiled, knowing that even if they were just at the beginning of this journey, he couldn’t wait to see where it would lead. And he would do everything he could to fill her world with more than just color.

He would fill it with love.

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2,000 Follower Celebration

So like I said, I have a lot going on but this is a huge milestone.

I decided to pick an event to hopefully get some more imagery on my blog and break up all the text.

So, I’ll be opening the ask box to receive aesthetic board requests!

I’ve never done them before so please forgive me if they take a while.

These don’t have to be on anon if you don’t want since it’s a celebration.

I’ll open the box on Friday, January 5th at 6:00 PM PST.

First 20 received will be done.

That’s a large number, I know, but it’s fitting for 2,000+ followers I think.

Send me ONE character name and if you want a theme (wedding, family, bad boy, etc) or if you don’t know just send me the name and I’ll do either a surprise theme or generic.

So start thinking about who and what you want!

Thanks again all!

Thank you @therealemma-trevelyan for reminding me it’s January 😂

2,000 Follower Celebration

So like I said, I have a lot going on but this is a huge milestone.

I decided to pick an event to hopefully get some more imagery on my blog and break up all the text.

So, I’ll be opening the ask box to receive aesthetic board requests!

I’ve never done them before so please forgive me if they take a while.

These don’t have to be on anon if you don’t want since it’s a celebration.

I’ll open the box on Friday, January 5th at 6:00 PM PST.

First 20 received will be done.

That’s a large number, I know, but it’s fitting for 2,000+ followers I think.

Send me ONE character name and if you want a theme (wedding, family, bad boy, etc) or if you don’t know just send me the name and I’ll do either a surprise theme or generic.

So start thinking about who and what you want!

Thanks again all!

Over 2,000!

Wow! I can’t believe I’ve already hit this next milestone. Thank you all for following!

I already have so many things I’m working on but I don’t feel like I can let this pass without doing some kind of event for it.

Any suggestions?

R and S for Hanamiya Makoto, if you can of course! By the way, how have you been Jade? It’s been long since I’ve been too active here

I’m so sorry this took soooooo long to finish! I’m doing pretty good, just got through Christmas by the time I got back to this lol. I hope you’re doing well too!

R: Ruttish (Signs that they’re horny)

  • Hanamiya, as we know, if very much about control, so he will manipulate the situation until you are the one who can’t wait to have him.
  • Depending on where you are (home or out) will determine how he behaves.
  • Out in public
    • Hanamiya will sit closer to you that normally, leg pressed against yours with his hand rubbing up and down your thigh seemingly absentmindedly.
    • He’ll push his hand up higher and higher, fingertips grazing the innermost edge of your leg.
    • When you start squirming, he’ll quirk his eyebrow up as if he’s just noticed where his hand is, lazy smirk spreading across his lips.
    • “What’s the matter, ______-chan? You seem a little…distracted.”
    • However you answer will be wrong. 
      • If you admit you’re turned on he’ll shake his head. “So perverse, we’re in public! How could you be thinking those things?” 
      • If you feign ignorance, he’ll lean into your space, breath ghosting your ear. “You think I don’t know what’s going through your mind? You’re a dirty girl and you know it.”
  • At home
    • Here, Hanamiya is a little more obvious.
    • If you’re doing dishes, he’ll press up against your back, hands trailing under your shirt towards your breasts. “Don’t stop cleaning, wench,” he’ll whisper in your ear. Once you’re whimpering for more, he’ll admonish you for taking too long to finish your task. “Better hurry up or you won’t get to come tonight.”
    • If you’re on the couch, he’ll sit down and pull you into his lap, grinding you down onto his crotch. “You should practice your lap dancing skills, they’re a bit lacking.” He’ll make you shimmy and shake until he’s so hard and you’re so wet he can sink into you with barely any effort at all.

S: Safe Word (How often is the safe word used? Why?)

Hanamiya is a sadist, so having a safe word is absolutely necessary, especially if you’re having a frustration fueled fuck fest after his team loses. So, if you plan to “console” him in this situation make sure the safe word is clearly understood. Because he hates weakness, Hanamiya’s safe word he uses is “trash”.

Hanamiya grit his teeth, slamming his cock into her over and over. It had been an infuriating game. He hated playing Seirin more than any team and even without the stupid “iron heart” they were still annoyingly noble! He smacked her ass, taking out his frustration with each impact.

Through his anger, lust-filled haze her heard, “Trash! Makato! Trash, trash, trash!”

When he opened his eyes, he was actually startled to see a thin line of blood trailing down her hip where his nails had dug in too far. Grunting, he pulled out, turning her over and thrusting back in. “I’ll stop hitting you, but I’m fucking you till I’m done!” he growled. She nodded, head cast back as he continued, his hands firmly planted on either side of her head.

M and W for Mitobe???

These are more sweet, than sexy, I hope you enjoy!

M: Morning (Describe morning sex)

  • Mitobe comes from a large household where he often would be one of the first ones up to help his mom and dad with the rest of his siblings.
  • So don’t be surprised to find him awake, half asleep making enough food to feed an army.
  • Gently take him back to bed (making sure to leave nothing to burn) and reward him for his sweet gesture (ingrained as it may be) with slow, long kisses and roaming hands.
  • Allow him to take control since for so long even though he was the eldest of his family’s offspring, it often meant her catered to everyone else’s needs/whims
  • Things may stay slow but they’ll be sweet, his lips constantly moving over your skin and his hands eager to please
  • He’ll want to be on top, controlling the level of penetration; turning out to be a bit of a tease
  • But he’ll give in quickly to your whimpers, giving you exactly what you want and getting what he wants at the same time
  • After a few rounds, with sleepy cuddles in between, go back to the kitchen to finish making breakfast together, maybe calling some of the Seirin boys to make Mitobe feel more at home with a chaos filled room.

W: Wedding Night (Consummating the marriage)

  • Used to loud, chaos (which inevitably the wedding would end up given the guest list and that’s merely considering his family) Mitobe will want to spend the first hour or so just revelling in the quiet of you and him.
  • If you need assistance, he’ll help you get your dress off, but will leave the bathroom to allow you to remove the heavy makeup and hairspray from the day. He thinks you look beautiful but wants you more comfortable before things heat up, so if you need to take a shower, go ahead, you can always take another one together later on.
  • He’ll slip out of his tux into one of the hotel bathrobes and prepare a post wedding snack with things he brought in a cooler (boy is always prepared).
  • After enjoying the surprise of cheese, meats, crackers, chocolate covered strawberries, and white wine on the balcony, he’ll let you back to the bedroom.
  • If you have special lingerie, he’ll leave you to put it on, waiting with a pounding but excited heart as you exit in all your sexy glory.
  • Having always put others first, Mitobe will be all about making sure you’re comfortable with everything that’s happening.
  • He’ll kiss you thoroughly, hands touching you with a reverence born of pure adoration because you’re his completely now.
  • The actual act of sex is slow and sensual, both of you taking your time to become one in every sense of the word.
  • Afterwards, he’ll hold you close, watching you sleep and thanking his lucky stars to have been given such a gift in you.