Appleappleton

20|they/he/it/ey|neurodivergent|(gender)queer

[dapperappleton]

Masterlist

Marvel

Harry Potter

MPHFPC

BBC Sherlock

JSE/Teamiplier/Egos

Supernatural

BNHA

Haikyuu

LOTR/Hobbit

HCs for living with the company (Modern!AU)

FNAF

Platonic!Chica: The night guard, Y/N, goes with Chica to scare of some teens who broke in.

Queue Month Event

[its-time-to-write]

OMGGGG WELCOME BACK QUEEN!!!!! honestly you can write quite literally ANYTHING (esp hurt/comfort pls pls pls) with jamie bc all your fics are simply immaculate 🫶🏼

THANKS QUEEN. I’m starting off with the most open-ended prompt and let me tell you, ya girl is RUSTY. This took way longer than it should so pls forgive me😅

But yeah requests are still open so ask away!

birds of a feather

The lights are off when you get home, but you don’t bother turning them on. You’re familiar enough with Jamie’s house that you can make your way upstairs and to his bed without looking. You drop your bag, kick off your shoes, and trudge upstairs.

The light’s on in his room but he’s passed out. You smile to yourself despite the day and switch off the lights.

You weren’t going to cry again, really you weren’t, but by the time you’re brushing your teeth, they’re sliding down your face.

But it’s dark, so no one can see.

You slip into bed where you can (hopefully) cry yourself to sleep when a sob escapes your throat.

Another slips out, then another, making it hard to stop and harder to breathe.

“Babe?” comes Jamie’s hoarse voice. “You alright?”

You can feel him reach for the light, so you blindly grab for his arm. “Don’t,” you gasp, “Please, just leave it off.”

Jamie understands what you mean. You’re trying to say, I don’t want you to see me cry.

He shifts so his face is two inches from yours. He’ll be awake in a few hours, but it doesn’t matter at the moment.

“What happened?” he whispers, but he already knows the answer. He hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but Beard had been running the team ragged in training.

You take a shuddering breath and Jamie’s eyes have adjusted enough where he can wipe away a tear. “Went exactly as expected, didn’t it?” you say. “She did what she always does. Asked for money, was furious when I said no. Asked for advice, was mad when I gave her an answer. Asked me to listen, was upset when I wasn’t giving her solutions. She stormed out after an hour, but not before throwing her wine on me. I ruined the dress you got me, I’m pretty sure we got papped, and I’m really, really sorry.” That’s going to be a lovely article to wake up to in the morning. If Keeley were here, she would be able to come up with a catchy headline for it, rhyming “Tartt,” with something about sisters and WAGs and thrown wine. 

But Keeley isn’t here, it’s just you and Jamie, and you can’t help but think it’s too early in your relationship for this.

Really though, you haven’t been together long enough for your name to tarnish his. That’s a milestone that should be passed in ten months. A year, even.

Jamie barely catches himself from asking, “Why do you still see her?” just like everyone has asked him about his father.

Instead he says, “I’m not fuckin’ worried,” and wraps you in his arms. 

You exhale and snuggle as close as you can. 

It’s times like this where you remember exactly why you’re with him. He just- gets it.

You met him through Keeley. Keeley had been your sister’s friend first, met at a photo shoot, but it was hard to stay friends with your sister. You and Keeley became close while your sister accused you of stealing all her friends.

“Keeley would love to see you,” you had tried to tell her one time in an attempt to keep her from shouting.

“The fuck I would,” Keeley had snorted when you relayed the story hours later.

Keeley’s a genius, really. She took a horrible a vitriolic viral tabloid story about Jamie’s dad and a charity gala, and managed to create this, whatever “this” is.

Jamie’s running his thumb up and down your arm as your breathing evens out.

“Want to go on a run with me and Roy tomorrow?” he asks. “I’ll get you breakfast.”

You whisper back, “I can buy my own breakfast,” and Jamie’s grateful that it’s dark so he can roll his eyes without getting smacked.

“What if I fucking want to get it for you? What then, ey?”

You respond, “Hm,” and then you’re asleep.

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If Roy’s surprised you’re with Jamie in the morning, he doesn’t show it. He grunts and says, “Don’t think I’m going fucking easy on you, Tartt,” but he sets the warmup at a pace you like before saying, “You’re doing fucking sprints today and I don’t want to hear fucking shit about it.”

He’d never admit it, but Roy’s excellent at reading people. The sprints are so you don’t have to have a single thought inside your head. By the time the sun rises, you’re enjoying coffee on a bench with Roy while Jamie completes his eighty-second pushup.

“Don’t fucking read the fucking Sun,” is the last thing Roy says before leaving to go to his actual work. You grimace, but Jamie takes your hand and swings it the whole way back to his house.

“I’m not going to see her again,” you tell him. He knows you’re lying. He said the same thing about his dad month and a half ago, but he’s going to see him in rehab next week.

Jamie hands you a credit card on his way out the door “to get something fucking hot, babe.”

It won’t change anything and it won’t even fix anything either, but that’s not the point.

The point is he’s looking at you. He sees, he understands, and he’s still there.

You do end up reading the article. It’s complete shit, a made up story about you being a bitch whose newfound celebrity has alienated you from your loving family. Nowhere does it mention that said “loving” family only comes crawling around when they need something. That what they take from you will never be enough.

The fuck did you read that shite for? comes Jamie’s text after you’ve ignored his last five. ik that’s why ur not responfing

Why is your autocorrect never on? you write back instead of answering.

Jamie’s reply is quick: for the aesthetic

You: So you can write “aesthetic,” but have trouble spelling “responding?” Seems strange

Jamie: Sma helpd

Then: *Sam.

You smile, despite yourself. Sometimes you wonder how much of this he does just to get a rise out of you. You suspect it’s more than he lets on, but you’ll let him pretend to be stupid for now.

You check the time. If he’s texting at this hour, it means training’s done. Your finger hovers over the call button for a fraction of a second before pressing it.

Sam picks up on the second ring. “Your boyfriend is hitting Isaac with a towel,” he says, no preamble. “It is chaos.”

“He was just texting me a second ago,” you say.

You can practically hear Sam shrug through the phone. “It escalated quickly. Do you need him? I’m sure they will stop since you’re calling.”

He doesn’t sound too sure, which makes you laugh. “No, it’s all good, can you just tell him-”

You’re interrupted but the muffled sound of the phone being wrestled away from Sam.

“Jamie’s a dickhead,” comes Isaac’s voice far too close to the speaker before there’s vague wrestling again and you hear Jamie, very much out of breath.

“What’s up, babe?” he asks and you don’t even remember why you called him in the first place because you’re smiling too wide.

“I really fucking love you,” you tell him and even though it isn’t the first time you said it, you feel nervous. The good kind, where you know he’s going to say it back and mean it, and that his words are just for you.

Jamie says, “I love you too,” and tries his best to convey a thousand meanings into four words.

“Great,” you say, “because the top Google story for you is me with a giant wine stain on my dress. So I think we should go out tonight and look so hot that everyone forgets all about it. Thoughts?”

Jamie says, “Fucking mint,” then, “fucking ow,” and you can tell by the sounds in the background that Isaac’s gotten him again. 

“GottagoloveyouheresSam,” he says in a rush before you hear him practically hurl his phone.

“You have some strange coworkers, Sam,” you comment.

“You have a strange boyfriend,” he retorts, and he’s right. But Jamie’s strange matches your strange, so you think it’ll last.

[dark-corner-cunning]

Transmutation Warding: Feeding Off The Haters

• Welcome Back, Seekers! Within my local coven, we’ve turned our focus to warding and protection magick as we prepare for the year ahead. I adore transmutation magick for warding! It’s one of my favorite ways to craft shields for myself, my work, my growth, and my success. Instead of constantly bracing for every hex, evil eye, or ill wish, this approach flips the narrative. Transmutation wards work proactively, taking any negativity sent your way and alchemizing it into fuel for your growth and power. Why waste energy defending against haters or uncovering their identities when you can let their spite feed your fire? Let them send their malice—it’ll only make you more powerful.

As always, take what resonates with your spirit and weave it into your own unique magick! My spells and workings are here to spark your creativity and inspire your craft. ✨

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Tools & Ingredients:

1 black candle (to absorb negativity)

1 purple candle (for transmutation and spiritual power)

Thread or Cord (any color)

A mirror (to summon your Fetch Spirit or reflect your essence)

1 clear quartz crystal or any charm you’re called to that can be left on your altar or within your space -  As a subtle sentinel of the ward’s power, clear quartz is a cherished ally in magick. Its ability to be easily programmed makes it a perfect vessel for your intention, while its amplifying nature ensures the energy of your working radiates far and wide. To the untrained eye, it appears as nothing more than a beautiful crystal resting upon your altar or within your sacred space—a discreet guardian cloaked in plain sight, silently weaving its protective spell.

Optional: Chalk or something to draw a circle (for creating a sacred boundary to hold the enchantment of your crystal or charm. If chalk is unavailable, let your finger become the wand. You can also use salt or any symbols you would like to use to draw out a circle.

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Preparation:

Cleanse your workspace and tools with smoke, salt water, or another method of your choosing.

Candle preparation, take your black candle and anoint it with a neutral oil, something simple like canola oil—or any oil you feel connected to for protection. Once it’s dressed in oil, sprinkle it with herbs known for protection, such as basil, bay, black pepper, cinnamon, or clove—or any protection herbs that resonate with your magick. For the purple candle, I like to use a neutral oil as well, then dress it with herbs that are perfect for transmutation, like lady’s mantle and yucca. Along with those, I often add a pinch of herbs that represent success and abundance—and don’t forget to include a bit of your hair, fingernail clippings, or something from your person to taglock the magick, connecting the work directly to your energy. Then bind the candles together with some thread or cord.

Binding the Candles:

Take the black and purple candles and begin winding the thread around them, chanting this, or create your own:

"I bind these flames, black and purple entwined,

Protection and transmutation, powers combined.

Through thread and flame, my will takes hold,

To guard my essence, fierce and bold."

You don't have to go all out like I did with those massive candles. Honestly, a couple of chime candles will do the trick if you're short on time.

3. Place your mirror above the center of your altar or working space, positioning it to reflect either yourself or the flickering flames of your candles (refer to the caption below the next picture for more context). Let it serve as a portal, amplifying the energy of your work. Arrange your candles in a fire-safe dish at the center—I often favor a trusty aluminum pie pan for this purpose.

4. Hold your crystal or charm in your hands, letting your energy flow into it. Visualize your purpose, your will, and your desire imprinting itself upon the object. Once your intention feels vibrant and alive within the crystal or charm, move it in a clockwise circle around the candles, envisioning it connecting to the fiery energy of your working—like a thread weaving them together.

5. When the circuit feels complete, place the charged crystal or charm before the candles. Now, cast a circle around the entire space, sealing in the energy. You can do this energetically, feeling the boundary forming with your will, or use chalk, salt, or symbols drawn ahead of time to anchor the space. This sacred boundary holds the power of your work, ensuring that your charm becomes fully and beautifully enchanted. And now, it's time to spark the flame on them candles.

I used a selenite tower in this picture as a stand-in to show where your crystal or charm should be placed. This isn’t the actual charm I used, but it gives you an idea of the setup. You’ll also notice my altar mirror hanging just above the space, perfectly positioned for the energy work. If hanging a mirror isn’t an option for you, no worries—simply place one in front of your working area instead. The reflection is what matters most!

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Casting The Ward:

Lighting the Candles:

With the bound candles before the mirror. Light them, starting with the black candle, then the purple, and then chant this, or create your own:

"Black flame of shadow, guard and protect,

Purple flame of spirit, energy redirect.

Before this mirror, realms align,

My (Fetch Spirit/Reflection) carries this spell through time."

Incantation of The Ward:

Face the mirror and focus on your reflection, summoning your Fetch Spirit or the reflection of your empowered self. Chant this incantation, or create your own:

"Anyone who cannot honor my essence,

Respect my growth, or stand in my presence,

Be it through disdain, envy, or intent,

Their fate is sealed, their malice spent.

Their energy flows to me, transformed,

Into strength, abundance, success reborn.

As I feed upon their misguided spite,

They are drained by their own blight.

Across all realms, my shield is spun,

Now and forever, this spell is done."

Seal the Energy:

Visualize the mirror reflecting the power of your spell into the cosmos, spreading the ward across all realms. Allow the candles to burn fully if possible, or snuff them out respectfully.

I love this picture! The flames intertwine perfectly, mirroring the energy I was aiming for in this ward of protective transmutation.

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Aftercare:

Charging your crystal or charm: Leave your charm on your altar or in your space as a representation of the ward. Each full moon, place it under the moonlight to recharge its energy, visualizing the ward growing stronger with every cycle.

Mirror Care: Cleanse the mirror after the spellwork with smoke or moon water to ensure it remains a neutral tool for future workings.

Final Words:

Maintain your crystal or charm as a talisman of your protective transmutation ward and remember that this ward will work continuously as long as you charge it and feed it with belief and intention.

Stay Wild, Stay Magickal, & Keep Seeking, Seekers!

[psychopomps-recital]

Unpopular Opinion Time

The doodle you make or the picrew you use, the poorly executed poetry or basic bare bones prayer will ALWAYS be better than AI generated offerings.

I am sick of having my feed flooded with practitioners, pagans and other polytheists using AI. Specifically deities like Brigid should never be offered AI in my opinion, it’s essentially a slap in the face.

AI generated spells aren’t shit, it’s what a computer assumes will work based off of what it can gather from internet trends and research. MAKE IT YOURSELF, ask a human for help anything but AI.

There is no place for Artificial Intelligence in these spaces.

[dapperappleton]

Humans are Space Orcs

I know this whole tag is probably old, but you know how the aliens all have the Human Guidebook thing? How about humans know this exists and had one of their own for aliens, but after realizing that every species of alien was different it just became a list of alien species, how much they knew about humans, and other basic information.

Thaltor walked into the communal sustenance bay to see all of the ship’s humans sitting next to each other chatting rather loudly and scribbling words down in notebooks. Human-Laura had a communication tablet in her hands and was asking the others to repeat their ideas.

“Is this some kind of human ritual or meeting?” Thaltor interrupted them.

Human-Al spoke up. “We’re updating the alien database. It’s a requirement for all humans on alien ships. If you can believe it, it’s longer than your human guide.”

“How do you know the length of the guidebook?” Thaltor was confused on many levels, but he had learned how to ignore his confusion. “I doubt that yours is longer than our guidebook is. Many species use it and it is constantly updated.”

Human-Laura held up the communication tablet and turned it to Thaltor. She silently scrolled through a page designated the “table of contents”. It was longer than the “Human Anatomy” section in the aliens’ guide book. Human-Laura continued to scroll quickly through the whole text. It took several quakes, or as the humans call them, minutes, to get through the entirety of the digital book.

“That’s only what we, as a group, have added after a week. The guidebook started three years ago.”

It was, in fact, longer than the Human Guidebook for aliens. Thaltor could only assume it’s because humans are hard to understand unless you are a human yourself.

[dapperappleton]

Hard truths about dating HQ characters part 2

A/N: Y'all LOVED the first part of this (like seriously, I don't think I've ever gotten that many notes in that little time) so I decided to make a second part. Enjoy and let me know if there are any more characters you want.

Part 1

Hoshiumi: pretty flaky because he just straight up forgets stuff all the time. This includes important dates and even anniversaries

Kiyoko: literally the only negative thing I could think of is she wouldn't like any pda. Like even holding hands or sitting close enough to touch

Yachi: her anxiety is so bad. She catastrophizes a lot but at least it's better than it was in high school

Fukunaga: comes up with jokes but doesn't say them out loud every time so it seems like he's laughing at his partner sometimes

Inuoka: unconsciously puts things so high up that his partner can't reach. He apologises but won't stop doing it

Lev: jokingly makes fun of his partner but doesn't always realise if he takes it too far

Yahaba: acts like he doesn't care about his partner around others and almost ignores them when hanging out with friends

Kunimi: constantly reschedules dates because he decides he's just not in the mood to go out anymore

Kindaichi: holds grudges for too long and they start to pile up

Kyotani: would be legitimately mean to his partner and not care if they were hurt. Thinks he's right all the time and won't admit when he knows he's wrong

Kamasaki: constantly gets into fights and arguments with his partner and just people in general

Moniwa: tends to be pretty insecure and thinks his partner is way out of his league

Aone: 1 on 1 conversations with him can be hard since he rarely talks. He will talk when necessary but day to day conversations are one sided

Koganegawa: makes promises he doesn't keep. He apologises and seems sincere but continues to break promises

Washio: severe RBF so it's hard to tell what he's feeling. Just looks scary and mad all the time

Terushima: never takes anything seriously, including arguments or legitimate problems, which gets very irritating

[dapperappleton]

Hard truths about dating the HQ boys

Aka their weaknesses in relationships (I still love them anyway)

Warnings: maybe slightly angsty ig? Timeskip!haikyuu characters

Part 2

Osamu: spends too much time at work and gets super jealous easily

Atsumu: complete fuckboy who flirts with everyone while ignoring his partner

Sakusa: puts very little effort into relationships and freaks out if his partner gets touchy with him

Oikawa: still flirts with every fan even while dating someone. Doesn't understand why that would upset his partner

Ushijima: canonically has zero common sense (thought that people in Brazil had to hold onto the Earth so they didn't fall into space) so dating him means constantly teaching how to do everything

Tendou: shuts his partner out because he's so insecure

Futakuchi: accidentally says upsetting or mean things as a result of his snarky nature

Bokuto: can be so childish and needy that it's draining

Akaashi: doesn't know how to express emotions so he just bottles everything up and eventually shuts down

Kuroo: puts his work before his partner too often

Yaku: lacks empathy sometimes. Thinks if he can do something why can't his partner? Will push them too much as a result

Yamamoto: gets so flustered that it's hard to have normal interactions sometimes

Kenma: lashes out when he's overwhelmed and even targets his partner's insecurities out of misplaced frustration

Asahi: doesn't have the courage to speak up for himself when something his partner does bothers him

Daichi: tries to parent and control his partner way more than necessary

Sugawara: is so tired after work and grading that he rarely has the time or energy to go out

Nishinoya: tends to not listen to people's boundaries and fawns over others in front of his partner

Tanaka: defends and spoils his partner so much that he basically suffocates them and doesn't let them be independent

Ennoshita: gets so in his head about not being good enough that he starts to withdraw himself from the relationship

Tsukishima: like Akaashi, he can't express his emotions properly and bottles it up except he gets snippy

Yamaguchi: catastrophizes the moment his partner brings up any issues and assumes they're going to break up with him

Kageyama: offers zero emotional support ever and doesn't know how to comfort his partner or resolve conflicts. Like Ushijima has zero common sense and needs his partner to help him with everything

Hinata: prioritises volleyball over his partner and doesn't understand if they're not as passionate about volleyball as he is

[dira333]

To be known - Akaashi x reader - Soulmate AU - Alternate Version

As I mentioned, I struggled a bit with this one and this is the version that was the most advanced before I found what worked best.

@misfit-megumi​ I post the second version for you

No one really knows when it started and no one really how it works, but at a certain point your dreams become no longer your own.

They call it the edge of adolescence and for some, the night they first dream a stranger’s dream, is quite the shock. Other faces, other languages than you’re used to. And the only remedy is meeting the person whose dream you’re dreaming.

For others, there is no clear difference. It’s harder to find someone you’ve already been close to when you don’t even know that you have to start looking.

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You’ve always been creative, your mind a whirlwind. 

Last night you dreamt your mother clapped her hands and you turned into a frog, tiny, green, and oh so content, sitting on the giant leaf of salad you’d been supposed to eat.

But tonight your dream is anything but that.

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You’re in front of a huge net and you’re so close to panicking, you can taste your own heartbeat.

There’s a ball up in the air, a twirling mass of blue and yellow. It’s far too slow to be realistic, the time stretching thinner than chewing gum before you blow a bubble.

But the bubble never pops. The ball doesn’t drop, you’re just staring up at it, your mind reeling.

Who do you set it to? Should you do a feint? Will you even be able to touch it?

And then, when you’re ready to faint from tension alone, the dream shifts so fast you get motion sickness, saliva pooling in your mouth as you stand in front of a class of unfamiliar faces, the teacher asking you something but his voice is so low you can’t make out what he’s saying.

It starts a circle, a loop of you asking him to repeat it and his voice staying that low, low rumble you can’t understand while the class watches you with more eyes than there are students.

Someone coughs as if to hide a laugh, more noises follow and the classroom erupts, a cacophony of sound until your hands are pushed against your ears and you want to scream.

You wake up at that moment, clamber out of your room and, for the first time in a long time, slip into your mother’s bed.

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You miss your dreams. You miss the comfort of the craziness, giggling with your friends the next morning as you tell them what outlandish story your head has produced.

You miss the calmness of sleep. 

You spend half a year afraid of falling asleep until your grades drop so low, your mother drags you to a doctor. 

There’s not much you can do because it’s not your anxiety. 

Sleeping pills make you hazy - and you still want to get to know your soulmate, no matter how horrible his dreams are - and plant-based medicine usually makes you throw up in the middle of the night.

When there are no other options than to break the bond or keep fighting, you take your fight to the world wide web.

By the time you graduate from Inarizaki high school, you’re an expert when it comes to all things anxiety.

You keep a journal with you, make sure to eat healthy, and do light exercise before bed.

But you also graduate with a job offer, a full-time assistant manager position for MSBY, and a deep longing for your soulmate.

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You know so much about him now. 

How he misses his best friend Bokuto, memories of him often the only source of comfort in his anxiety-ridden dreams, and how much he cares for his team.

You’ve gotten into Volleyball because of him, wondering if you dream as much of the sport as he does.

No longer do you dread the dreams he shares with you, rather you see them as a way to comfort him, to take away the stress at least for the night.

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In your fourth year at MSBY you get the news of a player getting drafted, the name Bokuto ringing several bells. You meet him over Atsumu threatening the newcomer.

A quick slap across the back of his head shuts the blonde up promptly.

“Bokuto-kun!” You smile at him in earnest. “It’s so nice to have you here! Don’t listen to Tsumu, he’s a menace but he’s all bark and no bite. Do you need any help settling in?”

“Ah, you’re so nice!” 

Bokuto takes your hand and shakes it vigorously. “I am so glad you’re our manager! We did have cute managers at our College but they were never as nice as you!”

To say you’ve dreamt of this moment would be a lie - if you did, you hope that his friend caught the hints - but you prepared for his arrival. Too bad he’s four days early.

“Don’t bother flirting with her!” Atsumu tells him with a pout. “She’s waiting for her soulmate.”

You bite your tongue at his comment.

“You’re a bit early so your jersey isn’t in yet, but you’re welcome to join training as soon as you feel settled in. If you have any questions, you can come to me.”

“I told you that you should have waited four more days, Bokuto-san.”

His voice is smooth but it cuts through you like lightning. 

From somewhere behind Meian, a tall figure steps forward, a slender hand grasping Bokuto’s shoulder.

He sends you an apologizing smile and Atsumu elbows you in the side when you don’t speak, too stunned to process the reality of it.

He’s here. He’s here and you can see it now, the furrow of his brow, the little shiver of his lip.

Just as you think you’ve gathered your words, another person steps forward, hand grasping Bokuto’s other shoulder.

“Ah, the earlier the better, wouldn’t you agree?”

To your utter demise, Bokuto has two best friends and brought both of them with him.

Your heart stutters in your chest, realizing that you know so much about your soulmate but not enough. What’s his name? Did he ever dream about someone calling him by name? Did he ever dream about his own looks?

You can’t remember and anxiety is reaching for your heart. 

Now that you need it, all the knowledge comes in handy.

You take in a deep breath and focus on five things you can see. Bokuto’s blinding smile, his huge hands still holding yours. The way the light catches in the glasses of his pretty friend -

“You want to train?” Atsumu interrupts your exercise rudely, “We’ve got spare training jerseys.”

“Oh, can I?” Bokuto looks at you and you stutter out a nervous “Yes, of course.”

“Well, in that case, I’ll go over some stuff with Meian. Call me when you need me.” His taller friend, hair a wild mess and grin even wilder, waves at you as he turns around, reducing your group to two.

He’s pretty and calm, but you’ve met enough calm people to know that quiet waters run deep.

“How nice of you to accompany your friend.” You offer a compliment and he eyes you carefully for a second before taking a deep breath. You wonder if he’s anxious too, wonder if he knows you.

“Would you mind showing me around?” He asks, his eyes traveling over the people around you.

“Oh, sure. Follow me.”

Predictably, the weight on your chest eases when you step outside, a strong wind pushing the hair out of your face. You laugh softly until you turn to see him, Akaashi, as he had introduced himself, standing there, stiff as a board.

“Are you okay?” You ask and his eyes snap back to yours.

“What-” He clears his throat. “What did I dream tonight?”

You laugh again, louder this time, so much easier too, as if the tension can only leave you through laughter.

“How did you know?” You ask when you catch a breath, your hands already reaching for his.

A small smile forms on his lips and he takes your hands, slender fingers fitting just right around yours.

“You dream of yourself in third person.” He tells you what you’ve forgotten long ago. “I’ve seen you every night.”

“So you knew how I looked like but not who I was as a person?”

His smile grows bigger. “I have to disagree with that. Your dreams tell a lot about you as a person.”

“Why? What did I dream last night?”

He laughs now, his face changing with it. He looks so much younger when he laughs, at ease with himself and the world. 

“You rode a cow over the ocean.”

“Oh.” You can’t help giggling. “That does sound like me.”

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Three years later Keiji has moved in with you. 

You’ve since learned that your dreams are your own when he sleeps by your side but if you fall asleep without him there, you’ll dream his dreams instead.

That wouldn’t be a problem if he had stopped dreaming about his worries.

Your phone alarm wakes you around midnight and you groggily move towards the kitchen, fully expecting him to either have a quick snack or go over his notes one last time before bed. 

Tonight he’s crouched over his phone, mumbling as he reads through something.

The sight is so familiar, his whole demeanor so well-known it’s soothing on it’s own.

You know what time of the month he comes home late and what food he likes to eat right before bed.

Most importantly, you know he’ll wake up in pain if he keeps up that posture.

You step up behind him, slinging your hands around his shoulders as you press into his back.

“Hey,” you mumble into his hair, “Straighten your back.”

He chuckles but it sounds terse and you rub his stomach comfortingly. 

“Don’t worry,” You tell him softly. “I am going to say yes.”

There’s a soft thud and you guess that he just dropped his phone.

“How- How did you know?”

“You’ve dreamt about it.” You remind him softly and kiss his ear. “And I know you.”

There’s a soft sigh and his body relaxes. 

“Will you let me propose properly?”

“Sure?” There’s a smile in your voice. “I’ll let you have all the moments you need. But don’t worry about it. I am going to say yes.”

[dapperappleton]

Haikyuu Masterlist

General

Hard truths about dating the HQ boys

Part 2

Bokuto Kōtaro

Random Bokuto HCs

Music Bokuto and Akaashi would listen to

Akaashi Keiji

Music Bokuto and Akaashi would listen to

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Random Bokuto HCs

He can't drive and probably shouldn't

In Japan you have to be 18 to drive so he couldn't drive in high school but after high school he always lived in places with public transportation so he never learned to drive

If he did, he would be an awful driver because there's too much to focus on so honestly it's better this way

He dyes his hair himself and it always ends up patchy, which is why the black shows through in random spots

Autism and adhd no I will not explain

Ok I take that back I'll explain

He obviously has adhd no one can deny that

But he's hyperverbal and hyperempathetic and he is a bit confused on social cues

He seems like he would have a lot of sensory issues and would genuinely just not notice when something is bothering him and keep unintentionally pushing through it until he's super overwhelmed

Has really good skin but doesn't do anything to it

If he has a partner that likes skincare he'd join them but outside of that he doesn't wash his face or use moisturiser

Yet somehow he rarely has acne and his skin doesn't get that dry either

The kind of friend/partner to buy random knickknacks or pick up random objects that reminds him of someone and gift it to them

Akaashi gets so many random things when Bokuto comes back from trips

Still believes random white lies his parents told him as a kid

Idk what you guys heard as kids but my parents always said it was illegal to drive with lights on inside the car just because they didn't want the lights on or they told me to eat the bread crust because it's more nutritious

That kind of stuff

His friends usually think he's joking when he says that stuff so no one corrects him

[dapperappleton]

Music Bokuto and Akaashi would listen to

A/N: If you have any ideas of what either of them would listen (especially Bokuto) to I genuinely would like to hear. Put it in the comments/reblogs or send an ask or something, I legitimately want to hear it.

Bokuto

I think he would listen to modern rock

I can't think of many bands in particular

Maybe he'd listen to some og like 70/80s rock but I don't think he'd listen to it frequently

He loves Fall Out Boy and stuff like that where's it's not quite pop punk but still close

I could also see him really liking 80s-90s Japanese pop

It's just kinda funny to think of him listening to that genre but canonically that's probably what he grew up listening to

When I look for playlists for him on spotify it's always rap and hip hop

Which makes sense I guess, like if he was an actual high schooler right now that's probably all he'd listen to

But I feel like canonically that doesn't seem like something he'd actively listen to

Hearing someone else play it or if it's on the radio? Yeah he likes it, it sounds fun

Does he ever listen to it other than that? Nope

He listens to music constantly. Like he listens to music while going literally anywhere or doing anything

If he knows someone well enough he listens to music while they're talking to each other because he can still focus, actually it helps him focus a lot

But if they're not one of his closer friends he won't because he doesn't want to seem rude

He's definitely been yelled at a lot for not even realising he was listening to music

At this point I'm just talking about how neurodivergent he is but whatever

Akaashi

I have a playlist for stuff I think he'd like

Here's the link

Also I feel like I should say this and I have no idea if it'll make sense

But every character playlist I see has the same kind of songs from the same bands and I feel like it's just the music that the playlist author likes, which isn't bad by any means like put whatever you want that reminds you of that character

But I specifically tried to put stuff that I think he would legitimately like, regardless of what I think of the music. It just kinda happened that I think he'd like some of those artists

I don't know what genre these technically fall under, I guess indie? More chill vibes for sure

But I think he'd listen to Arctic Monkeys, Rex Orange County (they suck but their music is good), Wallows, Cage the Elephant, that kind of thing

Maybe some Twenty One Pilots, JVKE, Fitz and the Tantrums

He absolutely lives for The Neighbourhood

I feel like he likes music a lot but he's not the kind of guy that is playing music 24/7, it's just when he's doing homework or working out or something

Is generally willing to listen to most music but is for sure pickier than Bokuto

Probably has a playlist that he listens to when he can't fall asleep

Sometimes it helps him sleep and sometimes it's just nice to listen to until he gets tired

[gaygentbrontosaurus]

what Haikyuu characters smell like

…. because i’m sick of the sandalwood - vanilla bullshit, they’re all in high school, they all smell like Axe or sweat

Hinata Shouyou

doesn’t shower, but probably still has baby sweat so he doesn’t stink

Kageyama Tobio

smells like Nivea cream. Very clean, very nice but also big baby vibes

Tsukishima Kei

showers with what his mom packed him so probably some organic oat-scented shit

Yamaguchi Tadashi

actually cares about his products and smells nice for a teenager but nobody notices

Ennoshita Chikara

Axe. Because everyone is using it, not because he thinks it’s cool.

Nishinoya Yuu

doesn’t shower. Also Axe.

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

showers sometimes, but only when his sister says that he stinks. Axe.

Azumane Asahi

one of the only people that actually smell attractive. definitely had an Axe phase in middle school tho. 

Sugawara Koushi

the only one on the team with a fresh shirt every practice, smells like fresh laundry

Sawamura Daichi

dad smell, like 3 in 1 hair, body, face and working in the garage

Iwaizumi Hajime

responsible adult, has a nice cologne and doesn’t use too much of it, just enough. buys body wash in bulk because it’s cheaper and more convenient.

Oikawa Tooru

smells like everything. has a nice (in his opinion) perfume, strongly scented floral body wash, citrusy shampoo and coconut body butter. he is living his best life but everyone has to deal with his smell that enters the room before he does.

Matsukawa Issei & Hanamaki Takahiro

bought Axe and “manly man” body wash for shits and giggles and “ironically” use them. but in the end they still smell like Axe. also yes they bought one of each and share everything.

Yahaba Shigeru

easily impressed by Oikawa, also experiments with different smells but thankfully he’s more subtle with it

Kyoutani Kentarou

Axe.

Terushima Yuuji

Axe.

Aone Takanobu

nice, subtle scent, smells cozy.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

soap is soap, so also Axe.

Tendou Satori

either washes with just water or has a very specific and complicated hair care routine. there is no inbetween. smells like sandalwood and no one knows why.

Shirabu Kenjirou

Axe.

Daishou Suguru

you would think he’s edgy and different, but deep down we all know he uses Axe.

Miya Atsumu

Axe. He is THE prime Axe user. if someone thinks it’s cool and manly it’s Miya Atsumu.

Miya Osamu

Axe. but one of the milder ones

Suna Rintarou

doesn’t care. Axe.

Haiba Lev

stole his dads fancy cologne, which would be nice and all if he didn’t shower with a chocolate-scented body wash.

Kozume Kenma

long haired gamer. doesn’t shower. probably borrows deodorant from someone on the team because he didn’t pack any and doesn’t care how he smells. so Axe.

Yamamoto Taketora

doesn’t shower. Axe.

Kuroo Tetsurou

token “manly highschooler smell”. overuses Calvin Klein cologne. but shower gel? Axe. ironically watches the alpha male self care routines but secretly notes the shit down.

Yaku Morisuke

buys his products in those mom shops, all his products smell nice like lavender, jasmine or cotton and are vegan, clean and non-gmo.

Akaashi Keiji

takes care of himself. uses basic products, but has a separate product for everything, doesn’t believe in the 3 in 1 (actually uses a conditioner and face wash). smells like he showers regularly so the rest of the team is greatly impressed.

Bokuto Koutarou

Axe. douses himself with the deodorant. definitely had a tutti frutti phase in the past 2 years.

Sakusa Kiyoomi

rubbing alcohol, uses only hypoallergenic, non-scented products.

Yachi Hitoka

bought a strawberry-scented soap because it looked really cute. doesn’t like the scent at all but still uses it because she is anxious to tell her mom to get her a new one.

Shimizu Kiyoko

smells very feminine, uses fancier brands with floral smells.

Ukai Keishin

cigarettes. bought cologne to impress women but rarely uses it.

Takeda Ittetsu

laundry detergent. always has clean clothes and changes often.

[1donoow]

MIX FANDOM REC

Pt.1

......

♡ - smut

Most of them are fluff

......

<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post

The letter room [richard alonzo muñoz]

MPHFPC [Alma peregrine][Enoch O'Connor]

encanto [the madrigals][camilo madrigal]

a series of unfortunate events [klaus baudelaire][violet baudelaire]

harry potter [weasley twins][neville longbottom][luna lovegoods]

narnia [Edmund pevensie]

triple frontier [santiago garcia]

———THE LETTER ROOM———

richard alonzo muñoz

@marvel-and-mischief - matching pyjamas

——————MPHFPC——————

@dapperappleton - imagine being an ymbryne and having your own loop

- imagine taking care of clair and olive

Alma peregrine

@vostokovasmelina - sleeping next to alma lefay perigine would include

@multifandomfix - imagine alma loving it when you paint her and the children

@zafirosreverie - an special case

Enoch O'Connor

@she-writes-with-kisses - quiet

- space jump

@dapperappleton - imagine being able to create death and dating enoch

@clean-bands-dirty-stories - shirtsleeves

@klineinie - blanketed

@imaginefan - story time

@y2fandom - sending him cute things

@frost-queen - no pain

@maeby-bby - you fluster me

@pink-princess-pussy-pop - dating enoch would include

————— ENCANTO ——————

madrigal

@cloud-9ine - madrigal reacting to being called their full name

@camilosnovia - there's two of them

- Madrigal Adults reacting to child!reader giving them gifts

Camilo madrigal

@sesamestreet47 - camilo w/ a tall s/o

- Camilo with a shy, sweet girlfriend

- friends

@nixthewolf - camilo simping over reader

@radiorenjun - shape-shifting frolics

@madrihoes - camilo nickname

@cloud-9ine - with or without you

@magicalencanto - camilo's s/o having power like pepa

@multificsworld - ___

- Tu Alma Tan Hermosa, Como La Luna

@caramellahoney - future daughter-in-law

- wait no wait-

@luvrcami - camilo headcannon

@k1nd4g4y - camilo being financially and physically spoiled by his s/o

@bumblesimagines - being friends with camilo

@mihlo - camilo with fem s/o who wears glasses

@dos-oroguitas - angelita

- ay mamacita

— A SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS —

klaus Baudelaire

@strangerdangerwrites - incompatible

@a-second-hand-sorrow - goodnight

^ - Not a problem

@ssadumba55 - not that easy

violet Baudelaire

@trustsalvatorewriting - dating violet Baudelaire would include

————HARRY POTTER————

@archivesofthevoid - Pulling their hair while making out

- The boys (+ Percy) stealing a kiss on the way to class hc

@lithiumfae - sexy habits they have (marauders)

weasley twins

@therandomficwriter - The Weasley Twins Having A Crush On You

@lilahisntsadanymore - Slytherin sunshine(fred)

@moonlit-imagines - ___

@therandomficwriter - weasley twins with a non ticklish s/o

neville longbottom

@hogwartseighthyear - crush

@very-unsirius - blurb

luna lovegoods

@iamthemain-character - Falling in Love with Luna Lovegood

@fromforeigntofamiliarity - taming cowardly lions

@sublimecatgalaxy - ___

——————NARNIA——————

Edmund pevensie

@pink-princess-pussy-pop - dating edmund would include

@wrenwreads - she's enough

- wardrobe malfunctions

@witchthewriter - being king edmund's wife would include

@pariahsparadise - warm pt.2

———TRIPLE FRONTIER ———

@violentdelightsandviolentends - tethered ♡

santiago garcia

@stormkobra-5 - ___♡

[meinzsara]

Orfayo

[dapperappleton]

How can you dislike kids so much? You were a kid once!

Yeah I know. I hate child me as much as any other child