wallacepolsom
Product Placement
No title available
hello vonnie
Kiana Khansmith
Three Goblin Art
ellievsbear
taylor price
Cosimo Galluzzi
No title available
Mike Driver
i don't do bad sauce passes
titsay
No title available
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
d e v o n
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Misplaced Lens Cap
cherry valley forever
Origami Around
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Spain
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Sri Lanka
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Israel
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Paraguay
@megane-blocker
“American actor Nicolas Cage agrees to return to Mongolia a stolen dinosaur skull he bought in 2007 for $276,000. Cage says he was unaware the skull had entered the country illegally.“
“Sucks that he got caught... A dinosaur skull would be pretty cool.”
.catch my breath // yama&tsuks
flightlessxcrow
“Tsukki…” The word was barely audible as it left his lips, though his voice was shaking. It wasn’t fair. Nothing about this was fair… As the entire situation pieced itself together in his head he wanted nothing more than to just scream in frustration. To slide his fingers into his hair and pull, to scream until his voice was hoarse.
How had he been so stupid. He had misread every sign that was thrown his way, he had chalked up Tsukki’s disinterest for dislike of Oikawa as a person, not for anything deeper. Why should he had? He had spent years trying to win the affection of the blond, only to be systematically put back in his place; perhaps without the other even realizing he was doing it.
Feeling hot, angry tears burning in his eyes he just let out a hollow laugh, shaking his head slightly as he kept his gaze firmly locked to the man who couldn’t even look at him.
“This isn’t fair” He finally choked out, deciding this might as well happen. If they walked away now, thing would only get worse, until it broke for good. This needed to come out, it was almost 10 years too late but it was better late than never.
With his voice growing he just took a breath, knowing he needed to get it out before he cracked. “10 years! For 10 years I tried to get your attention! I did everything, everything to try and get you to see me as anything other than just your friend. I waited for you for so long, I wanted you to notice me so badly, to maybe like me the same way. I finally accepted that I couldn’t be anything more than your friend and you know what? That was fine. I was finally ok with it. And you do this!? You wait until I finally figured out how to move on and now you do this? Tsukki, what more do you want from me? I was willing to give you everything and… This isn’t fair” He managed before the tears finally slipped onto his cheeks but he made no motion to wipe at the streaks running down freckled cheeks.
“Tsukki… This isn’t fair” He whispered.
He didn’t know what to say.
Kei stood frozen while he watched Tadashi start to fall apart, tears slipping from his eyes onto his cheeks as he spoke, seemingly revealing the reason for Kei’s grumpiness the past few weeks with little effort. He was surprised, shocked, to hear what Tadashi had to say. He was even more surprised that Tadashi had figured it out, although in retrospect, he supposed his grumpiness hadn’t been so subtle.
The hardest part of hearing his friend confess, was the way in which he did it. Hot, burning tears coated his cheeks and his voice shook, upset and angry, and Kei had no idea of what to do. Before when Tadashi would cry, all it took was a well-timed jeer at someone else for the boy to crack a smile again. He doubted ignorance could save what had started to fall apart now, and so he was left unarmed to defend against the charge Tadashi led.
“...I know.”
That was all he could summon: all his usually clever mind could come up with. And he wasn’t quite sure he believed his own words, since they tasted strange on his tongue. What exactly did he know? That Tadashi had been pining for so long? Not at all. He wouldn’t lie that the thought had his own stomach fluttering a bit, but when he swallowed the feeling died out, like a campfire silenced. He hadn’t been aware of the other’s feelings, and he hadn’t realized that Tadashi would figure it out. Kei was stupid to think he could continue on like this, dancing around the problem like the night he had sneaked out to whisk Tadashi away from Oikawa for one dance, during the ball.
Kei did know, however, that it wasn’t fair. What he was doing wasn’t fair to Tadashi, but it wasn’t like he had anything to compare to. He’d never shown an interest in the whole relationship scene, sticking to only having one best friend, and his teammates. That had been enough for him, growing up, but now he found himself wanting more than just that, although he had trouble accepting that fact. It took him a moment, but eventually the taller boy opened his mouth, saying quietly only two words:
“...I’m sorry.”
Had he more bravery, Kei might have reached out to touch the now soaked, freckled cheek of Tadashi’s. But he was no Cassanova, and this was no movie, so he stood there plainly, hands hanging at his sides as if he knew not what to do with them. Reaching up, he rubbed his neck, still refusing to look at Tadashi. It was a nervous habit, something he’d inherited from his older brother.
.catch my breath // yama&tsuks
flightlessxcrow
While Tadashi had bore witness to the seething anger that was capable of burning in Tsukishima Kei’s eyes, he had never once been on it’s receiving end. The moment he felt the violent jerk of the other’s shoulder under his hand he knew that there was something seriously wrong.
Drawing his hand back to his chest as Kei rounded on him, he just felt his eyes widen, staring up at the one person who had been his rock since they were children, the one face he knew as well as his own to suddenly not recognize it at all.
Leave me alone, Yamaguchi. We have nothing to talk about, just go away.
The words were like canon thunder in his ears, fitting as he felt the world around him was shattering to his feet faster than he could hold it together. Never. Never had he ever heard Kei use that tone towards him, the animosity that dripped from his words was nothing like he’d ever heard him speak… To anyone let alone him.
Just standing still as the other stormed off, he didn’t know what to do. He felt like a rug had been yanked out from under his feet and floor was too far away to meet as he fell. Biting down hard enough on his lip to draw blood he considered just letting him go, letting him blow off whatever steam had clearly built up but there was something in his words that burned in his chest, with a sudden realization that he hoped he was wrong about.
I’m sure our Captain is getting worried about you, wouldn’t want that.
There was no way. There was no way after all these years, after this long pining, dropping hints… There was no way when he had finally allowed himself to move on, to accept that Tsukki would never be more than just his friend that the other would finally turn around and realize….
Taking off after the other he ran as fast as his legs could carry him until once more that turned back came into his view and he screamed, refusing to let him walk away for a third time.
“Tsukishima Kei, we have everything to talk about!” He could feel his nails digging into his palms as he just clutched his fists at his side, angry tears staring to burn in his eyes as he glared at the back of his friend’s shirt.
“… Just. Tell me. What is wrong. What I did” He asked, giving him one more chance before he just blew the lid off this entire thing himself.
“...again...” Kei whispered to himself when he heard the other catch up again, refusing to look at Tadashi again. He had to give the other credit: had he not been so angry, the softer side of him might have appreciated the sudden swell of attention. Tadashi was reaching out to him, trying to bridge this chasm that had formed between them, but Kei wasn’t sure if he wanted to fix this. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to reach out, grasp Tadashi’s hand, accepting the help he offered once again.
If they talked, the pain could encompass him fully. Hearing himself admit out loud what he already knew deep within his being might prove too much for Kei, especially considering the circumstances. Tadashi could refuse his words, like he had unknowingly done to the other for several years. Why would he willingly sign himself up for heartbreak?
On the other hand, Kei could end this now. He could use his venomous words to attack Tadashi and finally cut loose the sort of dead weight outsiders saw Tadashi as. The thought sparked a different kind of anger in him, tugging his lips downwards and he dismissed that plan altogether. For as afraid as he was of caring too much, Kei could admit he was already in too deep. Not having Tadashi around was a recipe for disaster, and Kei never was that fond of cooking.
“It’s...nothing--” Kei said, cringing at how pathetic he sounded. He didn’t need his best friend to tell him that, this time, so he turned towards Tadashi.
And he stared. He realized quickly he still had not made a choice, despite not wanting to break off their friendship, Kei wasn’t wanting to admit to having a problem with Tadashi and his new relationship. He wondered briefly if there was perhaps a different option, and all he could think of was walking away again, putting it off, leaving the confrontation until later. But where could he go, that Tadashi wouldn’t find him? Dropping his gaze from where he locked eyes with Tadashi, Kei looked off to the side, deciding to take a page from Akiteru’s book. And lie.
“You didn’t do anything--” You left me behind.
“--I just feel sick.” I’m upset.
“Go back. I’ll see you later.” I might not be around when you get back.
Send me ‘Kiss’ and my muse will kiss yours somewhere according to their feelings for your muse!
Touching Meme: Kiss Addition!
Kiss on the forehead: Parental/Familial love
Kiss on the eyelids: You make me sad/Upset
Kiss on the nose: You make me happy
Kiss on the cheek: Platonic love/Friendship/Attraction
Kiss on the lips: Romantic love/Attraction
Kiss on the neck: I want you/You are mine
Kiss over the heart: I am connected to you
Kiss over the wrist: I think you are beautiful/I find you attractive
Kiss over the back of the hand: Respect/Admiration/Reverence
Kiss on the palm of the hand: I am yours/I know you have me
Kiss on the knuckles: Protectiveness
Kiss on the fingertips: I care about you
Kiss on the nails: I want to hurt you/You've hurt me
Kiss on the stomach: Sexual attraction/Desire
Kiss on the knees: I want to support you
Kiss on the feet: Fealty/Loyalty/Servitude/Submission
Almost kiss: Interest/Curiosity
No kiss: Indifference/I don’t know you
Bite: Dislike/Hate/Resentment/Enmity
crycestar
i like how yamaguchi said there are hot bald guys too and tsukki is immediately beside him and tells tanaka to put his damn shirt back on
💑 *o*
Meme || Accepting
Aha, Tsukki is definitely the cat uwu;I’msorry–
.catch my breath // yama&tsuks
flightlessxcrow
It’s nothing. The two words sat in the air between them like a beacon. It wasn’t nothing, while most could look at Tsukki’s face and see no difference in the scowl painted there; to Tadashi every small quirk, every slight shift in his posture was like a grand gesture to what the blond was thinking.
He hadn’t realized that a wall between them had been growing, he’d been so blind to his own selfish life that he hadn’t noticed it raising until suddenly he couldn’t see the other side where his best friend stood isolated. Suddenly faced with a road block of bricks the brunette felt suffocated, claustrophobic by the barrier he had always feared would one day form between them.
Though when Kei turned to leave, Tadashi felt it, that pull in his chest. He knew this was it. This wasn’t like the little annoyances that Kei sometimes felt. This was bigger than that. The blond couldn’t even look at him let alone speak and the server knew if he let his friend go now, he was likely going to let irreparable damage suffer between them… And he wasn’t ready to take that risk.
His feet were moving before he even realized, storming after the taller male; reaching out to grab his shoulder, refusing to let him leave.
“Like hell its nothing! You think I don’t know you well enough by now to know when you’re upset!? What is going on with you lately…”
It was instinct to shrug off the hand that clung onto his shoulder, dislodging Tadashi’s grip from his person roughly. The heated glare that followed wasn’t instinct, but rather a reaction not necessarily meant for Tadashi. Even in all their years of being friends, Kei had made a point to avoid losing his temper with the naturally anxious boy, although up until now the other usually had the sense to leave him alone when he was particularly grumpy.
“I said it was nothing!” Kei snapped, his voice low and resembling a growl. Glaring hard, he decided there was no going back now that he had already snapped, that last thread of patience slipping away as anger flushed forward, making his hands shake ever so slightly. He curled his fingers into tight balls, jaw hardening as he began to turn away again.
“...Leave me alone, Yamaguchi. We have nothing to talk about, just go away. I’m sure our Captain is getting worried about you, wouldn’t want that.”
Kei was nothing if not blunt, brushing his friend’s concern off like he was nothing more than a small bug crowding him. This time when he started off again, he took longer strides, feet stomping into the ground heavily before he took the nearest exit. The cold air, brought by the changing seasons, felt good on his skin. It felt as if the anger had been burning him, and he was reminded yet again why he hated to let things get to him.
‘It will only make you suffer later,’ were words he once thought in regards to volleyball, and trying so hard. It was almost ironic now that Tadashi had been the one to change his perspective, and it was the same Tadashi that caused him to feel such a terrible pain in his chest. Without realizing it, Kei had come to care about his friend, and it was those feelings that gave him grief at seeing Tadashi so happy with other people. With one person, in particular.
He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with the cold air, as if he were struggling to keep his head above the invasive water that made up his current troubles and worries. How did anyone deal with caring so much about things? If he were honest with himself, Tadashi was the one person he trusted and cared for more than anyone else, and now it felt as though he couldn’t tell him anything. And he knew he couldn’t, because his problem concerned the freckled boy and it wasn’t a problem that you simple mentioned in passing.
Especially not when your confidant was the root of the problem.
💑 ((take this as being from Kajika...))
Meme || Accepting
.catch my breath // yama&tsuks
flightlessxcrow
Tadashi, didn’t understand. As someone who had prided himself on being able to read the perpetually stone faced blond; he had found himself lately at a loss for what was possibly stirring behind angry eyes.
He knew jealousy, he wasn’t so inept that he wasn’t able to recognize the little green monster had crept onto Kei’s shoulder after all he had seen it before but this… Was different. He knew that Kei didn’t like Tooru, he never had really. The server had tried to take the preference into consideration since he started to date their captain…. Going to Tooru’s dorm instead of having him come over, trying to keep their public affections as subtle as possible (A feat that the older student did not make easy), and doing his best to keep any real mention of him as limited as possible… But Kei only seemed more and more irritated every day and Tadashi found himself at a loss, feeling worse and worse with every avoided glance, every anger laced sigh and every scowl thrown in his direction.
That afternoon, it had been more than he was willing to take any longer. Between Kei seeming on the verge of just breaking something, and Tooru having more hands than an octopus Tadashi was already at his snapping point; a rare peak for him to reach. Doing his best to just focus on practice despite Tooru finding every excuse to be at his side, Tadashi could barely practice, every serve he took seeming to get further and further from target.
He felt awful, the kiss Tooru had gave him had been genuine, something to try and calm him after he had taken his 6th mistake in a row a little harder than he should have, but it was too much. It was too much and his anxiety was at a boiling point… And then the door’s slammed.
Chocolate eyes snapped to the door where his best friend had stormed out through, awkward eyes of their teammates turning to stare at him as though he’d have some answer to explain.
… And then it hit him. He didn’t.
He should have. He always knew. He always knew what made Tsukki tick, what made him angry, what made him annoyed. He always knew what in the room had been the trigger for any certain scoff, twitch, smirk or scowl and yet he had no idea why the blond had stormed from the room and it was hitting him like a bucket of ice water.
Gently pushing Tooru away he just nodded his head towards the door, mumbling that he needed to make sure Tsukki was ok before hurrying out of the gym after him, rounding the corner in time to see the blong making his way down the hall
“Tsukki!” He yelled, a little more desperate than he meant, his feet planted firmly on the hall floor. “… What’s been going on with you lately… You’ve been acting, off”
“You’ve been acting, off.”
Kei had to fight the urge to scoff at his friend’s observation, instead swallowing his desire to sass Tadashi, halting in his tracks. Honeydew eyes remained glued to the floor, as if just turning to glance at the other would cut his last nerve, or cause something to snap deep within his being. Adjusting his glasses so he would have something to occupy his hands, Kei turned slightly, facing the wall adjacent instead of looking fully at the confused freckled face that was questioning him.
“...It’s nothing.” Kei said passively, leveling his voice into a flat, monotone that he used often when speaking of things he didn’t want to deal with. He cleared his throat, shifting his weight slightly, before finally sparing the other a glance. The scene reminded him of one several years ago, when Tadashi had decided to take matters into his own hands with getting Kei to take more pride in his chosen sport. This... was different.
A lot of things were different, now.
“...” Kei simply stared, before letting out a short sigh, one hand finding its way to rest on his hip, leaning to the side. He didn’t know how to tell Tadashi how badly he wanted to escape the conversation. Kei wanted out, wanted to walk off without giving this rift that had developed between them another thought.
So he did.
Never one for many words, Kei had learned from a young age that sometimes it was easier on yourself to just walk away. He supposed he could thank his brother for that lesson. Simply ignore the problem until it rears it’s head, and then let the motions carry through. Right now, it was easier to turn on his heel with little more than a nod and a mutter about wanting some air, so that was what he did. Maybe he was stupid to think that simple act of walking away once more would free him of the heaviness in his chest, but there really was no turning back now. Clenching his hands into fists at his side, Kei continued to walk off, silently hoping Tadashi wouldn’t follow him.
💑
Meme || Accepting
💑 { Can I request to see how Dino-lad and Oikawa would cuddle? ovo
Meme || Accepting
Kei would be the cat in both scenarios. Bl
.catch my breath // yama&tsuks
@flightlessxcrow
Kei was getting a little tired of going to practice.
What was once a release for his frustrations had become a cause for the knots weaving their way into his muscles. It seemed like every time he glanced over towards Tadashi, their captain was not far away, hovering over his partner and paying more attention to him than anyone. It wasn’t something that should bother him, but it did, making the next spike he hit echo through the gym with a snap. As he landed, Kei clicked his tongue in annoyance, seeing he had missed his mark. He spared another glance to where Tadashi was supposed to be practicing his serves with Oikawa, only to see the captain nuzzling up close to his best friend again. A feeling flooded Kei’s gut, anger flashing in usually calm eyes and it took all of his self control not to send a ball hurtling towards the couple on purpose.
He didn’t quite understand the feeling that sat like an anchor in his stomach, keeping him grounded in a pit of frustration. It was the same feeling he always got whenever Tadashi had opted to spend time with some of the others in their year back in high school, without him, because like hell he was spending his free time with a bunch of hot-headed idiots. When he’d confided in his brother once, the other had suggested the feeling he felt was jealousy, then laughed Kei’s possessiveness off as if it were a silly little thing. Kei didn’t find it funny, didn’t take amusement in getting so angry for something so stupid. It reminded him of the hot-blooded players on his team and that thought made him sick to his stomach. The idea that he was becoming even more like them, that he was too attached to Tadashi to let the freckled boy have other relationships...
A call from a teammate, asking if he was okay, came and buzzed past Kei’s ear. Jerking his head in their direction, the blonde smiled falsely and rubbed his neck.
“Ah... I’m actually feeling a little sick. I think I’ll go take a walk... please excuse me!”
Bowing gratefully, Kei then spared another glance towards Tadashi and his boyfriend. Seeing Oikawa steal a kiss, much to the other’s embarrassment, Kei narrowed his eyes. Heading towards the doors, he walked quickly, even though his feet felt like lead. His skin was on fire with jealousy and perhaps it showed with the way he slammed the gym doors upon exiting. Kei couldn’t find the patience to care.
Send 💑 for a gif of how cuddling between our muses would be like
motivation? what more do you need than pride?
bluecoloredart
11/12 is Tsukkiyama day, you say!!!!? ∑(ﾟﾛﾟ〃) Well, here, have a year old drawing that never got its polish/background and that I slapped filters on! (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑
sh4dowdraws:
I’ve highly neglected the baby crows in my au, but alas they are present in the story~ Hinata and Kageyama live together and go to the same college, while Yamaguchi and Tsukishima are roomies at a different college. They’re still pretty close (in distance and relationship) and Yamaguchi talks with the odd duo quite a bit.
I’m still trying to figure out what they’re all majoring in, but honestly they’re just first year college students. That could change quickly. If anyone has any ideas or headcanons, I would be more than happy to hear them out.
Oh and I hc that Kageyama has a lot of volleyball themed shirts and the one Hinata is wearing is actually a gift from Kenma for his last birthday.
years and years au
Tsukki you're an ass did you know that
