[neanderthyall]

I would like to congratulate greta thunberg on being the only funny person on twitter

[stormcallart]

I don't follow much MHA, but your Teacher Enji AU idea made me think of a stupid idea. Rei patting Enji's face to calm him down like,"Shhhh, I don't want to have to smoke detectors go off again, so chill."

Ahh I love this idea!! Also I have a HC that Touya tries to teach 15 yo Shoto how to drive in his dads favorite car and they end up totaling it and this is what happens when Enji finds out (YuueiTeacher!Endeavor AU)

[bestofkagehina]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 7/7
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio
Characters: Hinata Shouyou, Kageyama Tobio, Yachi Hitoka, Sugawara Koushi, Ukai Keishin, Takeda Ittetsu, Tsukishima Kei, Nishinoya Yuu, Tanaka Ryuunosuke
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Hinata can’t cook to save his life, And hot neighbor Kageyama is there to offer his very reluctant help, Featuring platonic HinaYachi being the cutest flatmates, Because platonic HinaYachi gives me life, There’s gonna be some cursing because Kageyama is the Japanese Gordon Ramsay, Mentions of KiyoYachi, Neighbors, Cooking, Cooking Lessons, Slow Burn, Romance, Fluff
Summary: Cooking is hard. Even if you have your very attractive, very grumpy neighbor there to help you. In which Hinata’s lack of cooking skills are a danger to him and others. Luckily (or not), Kageyama is willing to teach him, if only for the sake of avoiding any burned down apartments.

[the-ultimate-oof]

kuroo: so imagine this. you’re driving a car and both chibi-chan and karasuno’s setter walk out onto the road. quick, what do you hit?

kenma: oh, definitely karasuno’s setter. i could never hurt shouyou!

kuroo, massaging his temples: the brakes, kenma. you hit the brakes.

[heartshapedglassesandbubblegums]

A: You seem a little off, what's wrong?

B: Yeah, it's just- I'm very small. And I have no money. So you can imagine the kind of stress I am under.

[hinatasharem]

The Signs as Hinata Shouyo Ships

Aquarius: Hinayachi

Pisces: Aohina

Aries: Oihina

Taurus: Sugahina

Gemini: Yamahina

Cancer: Tsukkihina

Leo: Kurohina

Virgo: Kenhina

Libra: Ushihina

Scorpio: Kagehina

Sagittarius: Nishihina

Capricorn: Bokuhina

[hoeechan]

All I want is a whole ova where Karasuno plays a simple game of twister that gets waaaay too sexual between the ships.

[wickedlemony]

Owl Parents and their baby crow

When Akaashi tried to find a way to encourage his hubby but:

But he saw a glimpse of a certain ball of sunshine:

THIS HAS TO BE THE CUTEST SHIT EVER!!!

Bonus:

[incorrect-hq-quotes]

Kenma: I don't want any friends.

Hinata: [exists]

Kenma: Okay, I will make an exception because he looks very polite.

[god-decim]

Person A: “Hey smile for me you always look down in the dumps”

Person B: “Okay… like this” *Smiles angelicaly*

Person A: *voiced cracks* “Yeah exactly like that”

Person B: “Hey why are you blushing”

Person A: “No reason at all” *Tries to hide face*

[minoru-uwutemp]

Sugar daddy sponsorships

[nimbus-cloud]

Longing

Another Kuroken collaboration​ ~ Story by @nimbus-cloud Art by @mookie000

Our previous collaboration, Something Old, Something New (x) 

Fic continues under the read more

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“It’s rare for you to prefer sitting outside instead of in away from the bugs,” Kuroo mused softly.

He had finally found Kenma sitting by himself on the hill by the cafeteria building.  His friend was tucked against the roots of a tree, knees pulled up to his chest and his hood pulled down low.  It was late, and the night was cool.  Chilly even, thanks to Kuroo’s freshly-washed hair.  He and Lev had returned to the Nekoma room from their extra practice to find Kenma had ‘gone off somewhere’ according to Yaku.  And although Kuroo doubted that even Kenma could get lost on a school campus, it put his mind at ease to go looking for him.

“You’re not cold?” Kuroo lowered himself onto the grass beside his friend.

Kenma’s only response was to shake his head, bringing his arms up and folding them across his knees.

Ahh… he’s upset about something.

Keep reading

[gelljc]

//muffled screaming

[potatopotaahto]

bokuaka couple be like: “Well, it’s worth to try.” 

me: “everyone move, i’m gonna adopt hinata!” (╯°▽°)╯ ┻━┻

[blueskittlesart]

Azula always lies. 

saw this post by @heavenly-dusk and kinda went insane thinking abt it so i drew it, i hope you don’t mind! 

[bulletproofteacup]

YES

[doodleladi]

OH MY GOOD GOD HOW DO I GO ON KNOWING THIS

[rideboldlyride]

The two drabbles associated with them….

Go read them now.

[esselley]

If you're still taking prompts: getting high/drunk together for the first time? I see hinata wanting to try it, but only with someone he trusts 100% ;) (mutual pining/make out sessions optional lol)

(☆▽☆) I actually just hit a… certain number of followers a few days ago and was contemplating writing high!KageHina in celebration of it

look at this wonderful excuse you’ve given me

Hinata is spinning. 

The room is smoky and hazy and warm, but he’s somewhere else. He is spinning, spinning, fluttering, floating, waving like a single thread broken into a million other smaller threads that all come together to form a daisy chain of smiley faces and fulfilled dreams. He is one with the universe, just as he is the universe. 

Amazing.

“Kageyama…” he says softly. He doesn’t want to disturb the universe’s peace.

“Hmm?” a voice murmurs into his hair. 

Oh, Kageyama is behind him. Also oh, he’s sitting in Kageyama’s lap. How’d that happen? How’d he get there? Hinata doesn’t know. It’s fine, though, this is good, he likes this. Kageyama is so great.

“What if…” he says, because Kageyama is so great, and Hinata wants to share every thought he’s ever had with him, ever, like, forever. He can’t remember the thoughts he had from when he was a baby, and this is sad, because now he can’t tell Kageyama about them, but he doesn’t want to be sad. So he voices his happy thoughts. “What if we… are like… volleyball?” 

“We are like volleyball?” Kageyama repeats. And then again, reverently, “We are like volleyball. Tell me more.” 

“The court,” Hinata expands, “is life.”

Kageyama makes a noise. “But ball is already life.”

Hinata shakes his head. He turns, so he can look Kageyama in his eyes, his blue, blue eyes. God, his eyes are so gorgeous. Pretty red, right now, but why has he never told Kageyama this? Okay, he’s gonna. But first, he has to make Kageyama understand.

“They’re both life,” he says. Kageyama’s eyes go wide and he drops his forehead to Hinata’s, nodding fervently. Good, he gets it, Hinata knew he’d get it, because it’s Kageyama. But Hinata’s not done yet, no, he’s not even close, here it comes: “Because they, like us, are everything.”

He makes an explosion noise, holding his hands out wide. Kageyama looks awed. 

But suddenly, his face crumbles.

“What?” Hinata asks, alarm rising through him now. No, why is his angel sad? “What, what, what, what, what, what–”

“If they’re everything,” Kageyama says, miserably, “does that mean other people are volleyball, too?” 

“No,” Hinata says, and then, “Maybe? I don’t know?”

“Can I tell you something?” Kageyama whispers. “A secret.”

Hinata nods. Kageyama can tell him anything. He maybe says this out loud. 

“I don’t want other people to be volleyball,” Kageyama tells him, looking guilty even as he says it. “Only us. Just you and me. I wanna be volleyball with you, but no one else.” 

“That’s not fair, Kageyama,” Hinata says, reaching out to hold Kageyama’s face in his hands, lovingly. “We have to let other people be volleyball. That’s why volleyball is the best.”

“But–”

“You and me, though,” Hinata says, squirming around to face him fully (he likes it here, in Kageyama’s lap, why isn’t he always in it?), “we have special volleyball. We have our own.”

“I don’t want you to be other people’s everything,” Kageyama says, his blue eyes sad. “You’re my everything.”

Hinata feels the universe come to a grinding halt around him, as though someone just put the brakes on a merry-go-round that he was standing right in the center of. He stares at Kageyama. Because he’s right, Kageyama is right, Hinata doesn’t want to be everyone else’s either. 

But he is volleyball, and volleyball is everything, and everything belongs to everyone, and so–

He starts crying.

“Nooo,” Kageyama says. 

“I–” Hinata is overwhelmed. “I don’t want to be other people’s everything either. I just–I just want–” 

Kageyama kisses him. He tastes kind of smoky. He tastes really nice. Is this what Kageyama tastes like? Pork, beef, Kageyama. Hinata giggles into his mouth, which is nicer than crying. Kageyama is good at making him stop crying, sometimes, when he really needs it. When Kageyama pulls away, they blink at each other a lot. 

“Don’t cry,” Kageyama says, belatedly.

Hinata nods. “I don’t feel like anybody else’s. Only yours.” 

“Everyone can have volleyball,” Kageyama concedes. “But not you.”

This is acceptable, Hinata decides. And actually pretty gracious, considering it’s Kageyama. 

“I’m so hungry,” Hinata says. And then, because he’s already telling Kageyama things he feels, “I really like you.” 

“Me, too,” Kageyama says. Hinata isn’t sure if he means he’s hungry, or he likes Hinata, but either is good. 

He leans against Kageyama’s chest and Kageyama puts his arms around him and gives him a really good hug. Hinata is so happy. The universe is a great place.

Sitting at the other end of the couch from them, Tanaka and Noya glance at each other. 

“Do you think they remember we’re here?” Noya wonders.

Tanaka blows smoke through his nose, responds sagely, “Does the universe stoop to acknowledge an existence as lowly as ours?” 

“Senpai, can we get meat buns?!” Hinata chirps.

Noya laughs loudly. “It does when it’s hungry.”

[stardustshinning]

And people still wonder why I’m bi