(adj.) not cute

❛ if you're going to hit it, hit it 　 'til it breaks. ❜

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‹ ind. oikawa tooru › written by komu

                          REBOOTED OIKAWA >>> 94set

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            happy bday iwa-chan             today i will give good succ

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hello i am alive

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God damn right, you should be scared of me.

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THIS APRIL FOOLS TRANSLATION IS FUCKIGN BEAUTIFUL

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ushioji:

komu and i hacked haikyuu and we’re gonna write a meta about it sometime this week or later

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i'm into it

           * aggressively kinkshames ushiwaka *

[strixoftartarus-deactivated2016]

Romeo and Juliet | @Kawakunai

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strixoftartarus :

Akaashi sighed as he let Oikawa zip up the infernal dress, his hand warm on his back. Honestly, he knew it was tradition but there was something slightly annoying about being dressed up and putting effort when here was his co-star, talking about food and hanging out rather than listening to the scene exchange so they’d know when to come in for blocking and line reading. “Thank you, Oikawa-san.” He muttered with raised eyebrows.

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            the ballroom scene? that’s a bit far for a day’s practice, especially since the barbecue place down the street closes in exactly four hours. they must absolutely go for barbecue! his mouth is watering just at the THOUGHT of the tender meet clenched between his teeth ---  ‘ i’m not going to mess up today, ’  he tells akaashi as he passes him.  ‘ the more i mess up, the less time i have to eat. ’  what an INCENTIVE, but it works.

           he steps onto the stage, face bared against the bright lights. and on cue, he leans over to the capulet’s butler.  ‘ what lady is that, which doth enrich the hand of yonder knight? ’  his gaze locks in akaashi’s direction as the actor beside him delivers his line in response.  ‘ o, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! ’  the lines come easy, each word with a rhythm, each rhythm with a movement. he draws closer to the invisible audience, his hands fluttered against his chest as he speaks of this beauty, of this JULIET. and as his fathom comes to an end, he turns to akaashi most abruptly.  ‘ did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! for i never saw true beauty till this night. ’

           it’s not a LIE. akaashi’s beauty is not one to be rivalled with, and if oikawa had a lower self-esteem, he would, indefinitely, be intimidated by akaashi’s looks. but ah ---

           wait. it’s his line. what’s his line?

           ‘ if i profess with my worthiest hand --- ’  or was it unworthiest. UH OH. just run with it.  ‘ --- this holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready to smooth your rough touch with a chaste kiss. ’  those are definitely not the lines, and akaashi is DEFINITELY going to destroy him.

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chiavecronaca :

Ooh, she’s been heard! Yelping in surprise when she’s addressed by the sparkling guy–as if Kashima-kun’s not enough!–her arms flails about before finally she’s able to stand straight, looking up at him. Because he’s that tall.

“Aah, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! I-It’s just,” her eyes flicker about, wondering on how to explain this without further embarrassing herself. “You remind me of a character from a shoujo manga.”

            a shoujo manga character?  ‘ really? i’m flattered! ’  surely, that’s the highest form of praise; manga characters are PERFECT in every aspect, aren’t they?  ‘ --- what is this suzuki-kun like? ’

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shrapnelsong :

     She’s filing some documents and organizing some charts when the sound of the front door has her looking up with a smile, ready to greet whoever walked in when she notices who it is. Her brows raise in surprise before furrowing slightly in a hint of frustration before easing into worry. 

Clearing her throat a bit, the girl schools her face into something more professional. “Oikawa-san.” I didn’t see him walk in. Was he limping? Is he okay? Did he get injured again? “It’s been a while.” She agrees, opening the schedule for the day to check if he had an appointment since she would have definitely remember if she’d been to one to arrange it.

“How can I help you?” Is what she goes with and almost cringes at how lame it sounds. Treating him like a patient when she’d been keeping track of Seijou’s matches and events, praying that there was no news of the best setter in the prefecture being benched. But now that she started with this stupid formality, she’d have to keep it up.

            play it cool, PLAY IT COOL. look directly into the surveillance camera ( just in case he goes missing and the police needs evidence of his last whereabouts ). make sure eye contact with the only other client in the room ( an older lady --- but a witness, nonetheless ). then breathe, let it all out.

            ‘ is yamamoto-sensei available today? ’  he doesn’t specify WHY he needs to see him; he doesn’t need to. by the look alice’s giving him, she probably already knows why. and ah, she looks oh-so innocent with her wide eyes and light hair --- but what hides beneath this angelic mask is a ferocious DEMON, he’s sure. a demon that’s going to tear him limb from limb, head from throat, the moment they step out of the other client’s view.

            thank god he kissed his mother goodbye earlier.

            ‘ if he is, can you make the earliest appointment for me? i have a game this weekend. ’  he shouldn’t have told her about the game. oops.

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obculttus :

                   great. the word MUST be out to get him today. 

                        ( have an eye squint right back at you. ) 

                                                    ❛ no ——  he isn’t. do i look like ushijima’s KEEPER ? ❜

                                                                 oikawa was OBSESSED or something.

            did this little squirt just SASS him. yes, yes, he did. well then.  ‘ --- isn’t it the zoo keeper’s job to keep animals in check? ’  okay, that MIGHT have been a bit rude, but it’s too late to take it back now.

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karasutaichou :

“Oikawa.” he muttered, eying the other as he scooted closer. No good, this was no - … “W - WHAT?!” he nearly shouted, eyes wide as he stared at the lit screen. “It’s … Thief Eli.” he takes out his own, brows furrowed as he scrolled through his memberlist.

“Yeah well … I have YOUR FAV UR NICO, OIKAWA!”

            oh no no no. he knows EXACTLY where this is going.  ‘ daichi-san .. take mercy. ’  he covers his eyes but it’s too late --- there she is: china dress nico.  ‘ daiiichiii-saaan! i will never forgive you! ’

            god forbid the amount of money he spent on gems when that set came out. and for daichi to just -- to just HAVE her -- ! unacceptable! he could only wonder how much daichi spent on this bittersweet revenge. unless. UNLESS.

            ‘ ------ wait. don’t tell me you solo yolo’d her. ’  if he did, there will be blood.

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Someone: You're so dramatic!

Me, with a rose between my lips, throwing glitter around, dressed in evening wear during the day, draping myself across a piano: I have no idea what you're talking about

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brushes a leaf off Oikawa's hair.

            ‘ for the LAST TIME, i’m not going to shiratori — ’  wait. ushijima hasn’t actually said anything to him yet. goddammit.

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     new icon ! look how cute he is wtf.

[submachineguns]

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            ‘ kuroo-san, i have a very very IMPORTANT question. ’  he leans in, drops his voice to a mere whisper.  ‘ --- what do you look like with your hair down? ’  it’s the world’s biggest mystery.

@tiemao