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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
todays bird
official daine visual archive
RMH

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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Product Placement

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
hello vonnie

Andulka
Not today Justin

oozey mess
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Discoholic 🪩
Cosmic Funnies
almost home
Misplaced Lens Cap
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oikawa “being pretty is suffering” tooru
some nature for the soul
❝ why can't you ever just lay still? ❞ /twinverse idk?
cuddly / platonic-ish memes
“why can’t you ever just lay still?”
“I’m excited!” he shouts in defense towards his twin, his eyes still lighting
up about the movie they’re watching together; Alien vs. Predator. It
certainly wasn’t the first time they’d watched it together, but Oikawa still
remained just as excited and gleeful every time. “How can you not get
excited every time?”
cuddly / platonic-ish memes
“your feet are cold.”
“movies are made for watching, not for asking questions.”
“you’re hogging the blankets!”
“we should cuddle… for warmth.”
“is that your hand on my leg?”
“scoot over.”
“can we watch something else? this is scary.”
“are you shivering?”
“if you start snoring, i won’t be responsible for what happens to you.”
“did you eat all the popcorn?”
“your hair keeps getting in my face.”
“are you even wearing pants??”
“stop kicking me!”
“you’re a good pillow.”
“do i look like a foot-rest to you?”
“do i look like a pillow to you?”
“i’m cold.”
“why can’t you ever just lay still?”
Having been so relaxed, he hadn’t realised how exhausted he’d made himself throughout the day, the reality of it all crashing down the moment he tried to move. With a nod and grunt that he’d heard the request, he pulled himself from the side of the bed and headed to the kitchen with a yawn. Dumbass– the things that he made him do, like worry about him. Within minutes he was back with a glass of water and a larger bottle from which it’d come from. He was planning ahead so that he could just relax into the side of the mattress and possibly get some rest, all whilst tending to his friend. Retaking his space, he placed the bottle on the nearest dresser and handed him the glass. “Anything else, let me know.”
Even in his sickness haze, Oikawa was not blind to the actions of
Iwaizumi in that moment. Had he slept at all? And he was always
harassing him about his sleeping habits! Still... As Iwaizumi leaves the
room, Oikawa rubs his tired, irritated eyes to try and relax in that
moment. He was tired but he couldn’t sleep, not when he felt this bad.
Once he returns with the water, Oikawa’s fingers wrap around the glass
and brings the brim to his lips so he can swallow like a man who hadn’t
drank in years. A gasp for breath is the only sound that escapes from him
for a few moments before glancing at the tired Iwaizumi again, then back
to his glass. “...Iwa-chan, you don’t have to stay. I’ll be okay.”
New Oikawa print for Sakura-con! We will be at Small-Press 11!
Send ◕‿◕ to play with my muse’s hair
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“Shittykawa..!” It’d had been the first thing that left his mouth, followed by the throwing of the nearest plush he’d gotten his hands on. “I told you— I told you I’d punch you if you got sick.” He huffed, arms folded in an attempt to calm his own anger. It didn’t last long, because his overly caring side took charge and he was soon sitting at the bed side on the floor, head resting on his folded arms with eyes on the other. “I brought medicine. Your mom asked me to pick it up, so you better take it.” He hadn’t been able to focus all day knowing his friend was bed ridden, but was so torn between worrying and not wanting his school work to drop as a result. After letting himself relax, knowing that the other was at least resting somewhat, he raised his head and stifled a yawn. “Want anything?”
“So mean, so meaaaaan!” he whines, although it’s in a much hoarser tone
than normal as he attempts to deflect the plush that Iwaizumi throws in
his direction. “I can’t help that I got sick Iwa-chaaan. It just happened,” he
pouts before sneezing rather harshly, a soft whine escaping from his
throat once more as he wipes his nostrils on a tissue. As Iwaizumi rests
against the side of the best, Oikawa rolls on his side weakly to glance at
his best friend, even though he knows he shouldn’t be so close to him so
Iwaizumi doesn’t get sick either. As he takes the medicine from the other,
he can’t help but be surprised that Iwaizumi had gone to such an extent
to help him, and while he doesn’t particularly need anything in that
moment, he has an idea. “Water...that’d be good.”
Seijou pair
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“ when was the last time you ate ? ” ∠( ᐛ 」∠)_
hurt meme.
“when was the last time you ate?”
“Iwa-chan wants to know the last time I ate? Ahh....” he trails, his
expression and tone of the utmost composure despite how he was about
to utter a lie directly to his best friend’s face about the last time he’d
eaten a meal. “Just this morning. Are you worried about me, Iwa-chan?”
Send “chu” to surprise my muse with a kiss on the cheek!
hurt meme.
“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”
“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”
“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”
“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”
“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”
“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”
“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”
“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”
“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”
“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”
“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”
“i fucked up, why do you not care?”
“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”
“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”
“i have no idea how to do cpr.”
“whose blood is that?”
“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”
“don’t you dare fucking let go!”
“what the hell happened to you?”
“are they dead? did you kill them?”
“do you know what you’ve done?”
“you’re either with me or against me.”
“who the hell did this to you?”
“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…”
“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?”
“when was the last time you ate?”
“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!”
“i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.”
“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“
“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.”
“are you… throwing up in there?”
“why aren’t you eating?”
“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.”
“i can’t breathe, i can’t –”
“i woke up, & you were gone.”
“just tell me something, was it really worth it?”
“it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”
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Bold all that apply:
My muse knows how to…
bake a cake from scratch | ride a horse | drive stick | speak a second language | dance | catch a fish | play an instrument | throw a punch | build a deck | ice skate | unclog a drain | program a computer | change a flat tire | fire a gun | sew | juggle | play poker | paint | fly a kite | sculpt | write poetry | change a diaper | sing | shoot a bow and arrow | ride a bike | swim | sail a boat | do a back flip | play chess | give CPR | pitch a tent | flirt | stitch a wound | read palms | use chopsticks | write in cursive | use an electric drill | braid hair | make a campfire | make a mixed drink | do sudoku puzzles | wrap a gift | give a good massage | jump-start a car | roll their tongue | do magic tricks | do yoga | tie a tie | skip a rock | shuffle a deck of cards | read Morse code | pick a lock