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“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. [...] When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.” 🩸
“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.” 🌻
Two souls, reunited.
(quotes from Madelline Miller's The Song Of Achilles)
some doodles of one of my favorite tsoa scenes
I will never forget their love story ❤️‍🩹
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UshiOi- Vampire x Werewolf AU Halloween
UshiOi (last piece) Full drawing in Patr3on
Ushijima attempts to be romantic by throwing rocks at Oikawa’s window to coax him out and invite him on a midnight stroll.
He ends up breaking the glass window pane because he’s so strong.
They’ve had two glasses of wine.
Their kids are fast asleep.
The fireplace crackles under the sound of a festive song playing on the turntable.
Wakatoshi and Tooru are dancing, cheek to cheek, slow and sweet, drunk on the joy of loving and being loved.
Life is good.
ushijima finally gets a hug and oikawa realizes that he has been missing out on A Lot
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IVE BEEN READING so many oikawa fics lately i just need to love oikawaÂ
Under a mistletoe—strategically placed by their senpais—is where Ushijima and Oikawa share their first kiss.
Kind of.
“This doesn’t count,” Oikawa says, red as his festive sweater, when he kisses Ushijima on the cheek, much to the dismay of their scheming seniors.
When it does count—when Oikawa presses a shy peck on Ushijima’s lips, and Ushijima kisses him back, just as bashfully—they’re standing right in front of Oikawa’s door. There are no mistletoes in sight, just two boys in a loose embrace, letting love in for the first time.
“I can give you my answer again, and again until you understand, if you’re willing,” he finally leans in, slowly as if to give Oikawa an option to retreat, to react, to push him away if he wants. To Oikawa’s own surprise, this agonizing wait feels like forever and he himself eagerly inches forward to meet Ushijima halfway.
From Ballet!Ushioi
Apology
From Ballet!ushioi
I call this anti angst hours
Just like her dad, Hana is left-handed
Mafia Miyas
An old WIP from March I was reminded if when someone interacted with it today
I want to return to my design for them in this AU so badly
Skirts!!!
Tooru and Wakatoshi’s newborn only stops crying when she’s in Wakatoshi’s arms.
All his life, he’d been told that he’s too big, too stern, too strong. So why does his daughter feel safest with him?
Tooru simply smiles. “You’re softer than the world thinks, Waka-chan.”
what an incredible heart you must have to keep trying. Whether that be day to day, hour to hour, hell even minute to minute. It takes an immeasurable amount of courage to be who you are, please don’t forget that
