I Don’t Know A Thing About Pokemon But I Love These Little Guys

hi schnookms <3

if i made a gen taglist for my stuff, would you wanna be added? :3

of course of course of course!! :D

i have been graced on this fine day by dodger tagging me in kiyoko fanart

favorite senpai.

work bird doodles

you’re making me want to start a side blog…

ooh i would definitely recommend 🙂‍↕️

wait did the shrimp fry that rice or not??

˚✶ * the back of a railcar osamu m. x fem!reader

you decide to quit your job and take a long train journey across japan. deciding to stay awake for the full 23 hours to truly reflect on all aspects of your life, you pack your bags and prepare for an adventure. however, upon stepping foot on the train, you see someone you never thought you'd see again. your high school sweetheart turned college ex. and as he learns of your idea, he urges his own participation in the task, making it the most invigorating and confusing 24 hours of your life.

status: in progress  taglist: open  warnings: each chapter will be one hour in the 24 hour period, possible smau moments, friends/exes to lovers, questionable choices on y/n's part, slow updates, vulgar language, jokes of sexual nature (nothing explicit)

chapters;

coming soon…

˚✶ * the old ball and chain w/ iwaizumi

m.list / wc: 362

    “-my wife, well she picked out my tie to match her dress, but honestly i wouldn’t let her pick out much else besides kitchen tiles if you know what i mean,” an older man, one of the investors or higher ups, sloshes around a glass of whiskey, slicked back hair showing his age. 

  iwaizumi furrows his eyebrows, clenching his fists as he stands beside oikawa. he rarely attends fundraisers or events, especially when you’re unable to attend. he likes having you there, feeling your hand in his, your lips against his cheek whenever he needs your presence. however, oikawa tends to make it difficult for iwaizumi to say no, especially when he offers to fly the both of you down to argentina.

  “actually i don’t,” he steps forward, hands on his hips. his lips are downturned at the corners, teeth clenched together.

  the older man tilts his head, swallowing hard, adam’s apple bobbing up and down. raising his eyebrows, he lets out a nervous laugh. “you know? ‘the old ball and chain’? surely with that toy thing in your pocket, you understand how needy wives and children are,” he waves his hand dismissively, a cocky smile gracing his face.

  oikawa looks over at iwaizumi, biting his lip as he takes a step back. he knows that he would never joke about you, let alone let anyone else have such a chance. “my partner is nothing of the sort, and i actually asked her to put it there so she could be close to me. so, call them the old ball and chain once more and you’ll enjoy a balled up fist to your face,” iwaizumi steps towards him, suit jacket tightening around his arms.

  “no need to be so uptight!” watching the man walk away, oikawa looks over at iwaizumi, a smile growing on his face. 

  iwaizumi looks over at oikawa, spotting the smirk that’s growing on his face. “a word of this to n/n and you’re dead,” he waves his hand, walking off towards the buffet filled with small appetizers. 

  “what? don’t want her knowing you’re absolutely whipped? cause i think she knows after how bad you cried at your wedding-”

gen taglist: @nnnyxie @sippn-the-tae @ayatakanosstuff @silkloom @megapteraurelia @dazqa @lale-txt @solzscribblez @bluemailhiot @hyunteru @kameyyy

just describing my favorite candle scents i guess??

tags: @nnnyxie, @nectardaddy, @nekozaki, @earier

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this is so funny because i REEK of jasmine and vanilla (<- as told by my peers). [link.]

˚✶ * busted lip w/ kageyama

m.list / wc: 815

    your window rolls down, thick bouts of wind whistling past you. resting your elbow against the wood, you rest your chin in your hand, feeling every bump on the road against your jaw. the drive has been long and tumultuous, the tension growing thick within the car's bounds, only barely releasing as you open your window.

  just as stubborn, kageyama looks towards the road, jaw clenched. you'd never been on a road trip together before, never even thought anything would be an issue. however, now his hand tightens around the steering wheel, knuckles growing white. his chest moves quickly as his breathing heightens. 

  he wants to say something, just to break the silence, even if it meant continuing the argument. because at least then you aren't staring out the window, not even glancing towards him. kageyama bites at his lip, any sense of anger or resentment trickles away as soon as he sees the frown on your lips. your shoulders drop from their usual height, your legs pulled as close to your body as they physically can in the seat. 

  kageyama's not one to pick up social cues, unless it's you. and as he stares at you, he knows he shouldn't say anything. giving you space is exactly what you need, except he can't bear the silence, he can't bear the tension, "do you want to stop soon-"

  "you already told me you didn't want to stop, so let's just keep go-" you reply, tilting your head ever so slightly until he accidentally hits a pot hole.

  your elbow raises and falls back against the car, chin quickly following. as your chin hits against your hand, your teeth bite down on your lip, drawing blood. "oh shit," you immediately yell, hand reaching up to wipe at your lip, "oh god that hurts."

  kageyama swallows hard, absentmindedly putting on his four-way flashers, pulling off onto the side of the road. "y/n, i'm so sorry, i didn't see the pothole," he pushes the car into park, looking over as you open up the car door and stepping on the grassy open area. 

  you feel tears build in the corner of your eyes. pain sending throbbing sensations throughout your head, blood smeared along your hand. the grass just barely brushes against your ankles, wind whipping past your ears and running through your hair. "here, let me look at it," kageyama jogs around the car to reach you.

  "tobio, it's alright, i got it covered," you shake your head, staring off into the tree line.

  kageyama's eyebrows furrow, the corners of his lips turning downwards into a frown. "just let me look, i've gotten enough torn lips in volleyball," he reaches out to your arm, hand hovering under your elbow, yearning to be close to you.

  "sorry, fine.. okay," you turn towards him, unable to keep your gaze on his for any longer than a few seconds.

  his fingers gentle hold up your chin, eyes squinting as they inspect your wound. there’s not much there besides a split in your lip with blood trickling out of it, growing slower with time. he purses his lips, raising his thumb up to wipe away the blood. you can feel your heart rate rising as he does so, feeling the same giddy feelings you felt the first time he kissed you, even when you feel you should be angry.

  kageyama looks towards your eyes, waiting patiently for yours to meet his. “i’m sorry, i didn’t meant to do this. and i never wanted to make you upset,” he can feel his stress melt away as soon as he sees your beautiful eyes staring back at him, acknowledging him.

  “i know, i just wish we could be more spontaneous. this is our first road trip together, i want to stop at the random pit stops, grab gas station snacks that are so unhealthy. i know that spontaneity is not your strong suit, and i accept that, i was just hoping this once that you would at least try,” you reach your hand up, grabbing his to remove it from your chin. 

  your hand wraps around his so naturally, fingers intertwining until his thumb runs circles into the back of your hand. kageyama nods, taking in everything you’re saying. “okay, i can do that. and can you please just talk to me instead of turning away? i can’t understand you if you don’t let me try,” his eyebrows drop, turning upwards as his lips turn into an apologetic frown.

  “yeah, i’m sorry about that, we wouldn’t even be stopped like this if i hadn’t done that,” you shrug your shoulders, still feeling your lip burning from the pain.

  kageyama shakes his head, a smile finally forming on his lips. wrapping his free hand around your waist, he leans in to give you a soft kiss, careful to not bruise your lip any further.

i have a new phone, your girl is evolving