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@shimzus
# shimzus : an independent , private / friends only rp blog for shimizu kiyoko, akaashi keiji ( secondary ), and matsukawa issei ( secondary ) from furudate haruichi’s haikyuu !! originally established march 2019. written by sen , she/her , twenty-three , jst timezone. —— carrd. ❜
I am very normal about her 🙂↕️
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“ y’know, if you sneeze, it’s not actually because someone is talking about you. ” matsukawa can almost feel the lies dripping out of his mouth, and he’s sure that makki has picked up on it, too. he’s not a very good liar— something about the flat tone that he says lies in particular in, like he’s trying to sound more credible, do more harm than good. oh well, he figures. once he’s started the bit he can’t very well give up halfway. “ it’s actually because your brain cells are dying, flaking off, and falling out of your nostrils all at once. i read it in a book once. ”
he adds this at the end as if it will pack more punch, but he knows that it won’t. what will is the handful of dust he’s swiped off the tallest school library shelf and is about ready to sprinkle over his friend’s shoulders, gearing for a good loud sneeze.
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“ here, ” akaashi starts, then stops himself when he realizes that 1) he is standing in the middle of the kitchen with the lights off, and in doing so making himself out to look like a random apartment invader; 2) he is holding out a spoon to tsukishima much like one would feed a child, thereby belittling someone he has respect for; and 3) he has neglected to explain why he is presenting this food for taste inspection. in short, he’s acting strange.
he pauses and attempts to reset. without giving away all the specifics of the story that he knows are unnecessary— his mother’s temple has a new, young monk who studied abroad in the uk and is somehow much more worldly than the other monks, and that she’s convinced she needs to eat more vegetarian food to win his favor, which means she has to strongly encourage her son to eat more vegetarian food too by delivering full tupperware meals to his apartment without warning— “ my mother dropped this off. it’s made out of tofu, and she claims you can’t taste it. but it seems strong to me. ”
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marriage makes people do strange things— more or less what hitoka-chan hinted at when kiyoko messaged her last week to ask about getting a design opinion. although she didn’t say it in words, the mere shriek and subsequent eeehh? wait, eh? really? sounds were enough for kiyoko to translate as such. even she admits this is a strange request. but just this once, she’ll abandon her sensibilities to do something she knows her husband will like.
it’s his birthday, after all.
“ do you remember all the t-shirts you used to make with nishinoya in high school? ” she tries to subtly bring this up at dinner, and finds her ears growing uncharacteristically hot with the absurdity of her offer: “ i thought maybe you’d like to commission hitoka-chan to make matching shirts of us. if that’s something you still… like. it was a long time ago, of course. ”
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a jerk on the line stirs akaashi from his sleep. his shoulders jump, his eyes flash open, and instinctively he pulls his feet together in his seat. as a high schooler with more energy, he always used to stare at the businessmen who fell asleep on the subway, wondering at what point they'd lose the last whispers of consciousness and slump into the person beside them. and yet, now here he was doing the same thing.
" sorry, " he admits in a raspy voice that is completely telling of his just-rousing-from-sleep. " i laid on you, didn't i. " not a question.
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I've never drawn Akaashi before…🦉✨
ooc. let's try this again. LIKE for a starter and please specify from kiyoko, akaashi, or matsukawa !
guess who's back back again
can't wait for the new chapter on mondayyy
@pontevoix gets a starter.
“ listen, ” matsukawa knows what's coming next— an inevitability, given how often this exact scene plays out. by now, the ramen shop owner must think he and hanamaki are a comedy duo... or that they have nothing better to do ( which is probably true ). he knows what's about to hit him next, and yet he still tries to cushion the blow. “ i can't finish it after i've put this much garlic in it. what if i suddenly ran into a cute girl after this and had garlicy breath? ”
miscellaneous matsukawa headcanons.
he and hanamaki started playing mahjong with his uncle in high school and he was immediately enraptured with it. after he graduated and well on into adulthood, he fell victim to the infamous 徹麻 ( all-nighter mahjong ) and would play with random old men until 5 am. he's actually very good at it, too, and most parlors know him by name.
his foreign language in university was german and he did a 2-week homestay in germany when he was twenty. he loved it and wants to go back, but never has enough time away from work.
BIG one piece fan. really annoying about it. won't shut up if you get him talking about it. he has every volume in a bookshelf in his house ( ladies love it, trust him ).
he has a car but he's notoriously bad at driving in the winter time so sometimes he'll start driving to work, decide it's too hard, park the car in a lot halfway between his house and work, and walk the rest of the way.
( friends call him "mr. half-ass", likely dubbed by hanamaki? )
frequently has bouts of paranoia about dropping his keys down a storm drain after something similar happened in a movie he watched ( the movie was "it", and it was a child that fell down the drain, not keys, but go off king ). he clips his keys to his belt loop a lot, or purposely buys jackets with zip-up pockets to keep everything safe.
miscellaneous headcanons.
akaashi had appendicitis in his first year of middle school. he has a scar on the side of his stomach from when his appendix was removed.
he really hates stomach pain ( because of that ) , which isn’t great because he has a hefty appetite. he gets grumpy when he eats too much and ends up hurting his stomach.
his family has a pet goldfish ( since they can’t keep animals in their apartment ) and it’s been alive for five years , which akaashi knows is normal , but he still finds it surprising how resilient the thing is.
favorite color is blue
he mends his own clothes if they’re not horribly out-of-shape. his home economics teacher loves him because he already knew how to use a sewing machine before he started the class. but he’s always thought of it as a basic life skill , so it’s not like his teacher really needed to be impressed , he thinks.
dislikes elaborate foods and drinks. he thinks they should be simple and tasty. there’s no need to dress them up or plate them perfectly when they’ll be consumed anyways.
he likes watching soccer as well as volleyball. if he had to pick another sport to watch besides volleyball , he’d pick soccer. he likes manchester united ( ha h… ).
he’s very popular among the girls from the literature club , because in japanese literature and rhetoric he always makes insightful comments. but they only ever approach him during cleaning time when bokuto isn’t around , because bokuto is … a lot … to be around.
his hair is as spiky as it is because he usually falls asleep at his desk after he showers , and his hair just dries with a bunch of bits stuck out everywhere.
favorite movies/shows are usually realistic dramas. he likes legal/crime dramas as well as government dramas and societal dramas ( i.e. the journalist , scam$ , etc. ) however , he doesn’t watch that much television , so it’s not like he has a lot of shows he can talk about.
he ends up wearing glasses post-timeskip because he didn’t realize that proofing manga makes him stare really hard at his computer screen with highly pixelated patterns and textures. he gets a lot of headaches from staring at his screen too much.
he makes miniature models. model ships , model buildings , model anythings. there’s an entire shelf in his bedroom decorated to the models he’s spent hours gluing together.
@mebuku sent : 1 & 11 !!!! give me happy comforting starter !! <3
being friends with hikaru-kun is sometimes like being his mother. shimizu tightens his scarf for him when they’re outside, brushes off the snow that falls onto his bangs, and always supplies him with tea and snacks when he visits. maybe that makes her something more like a grandmother.
her family made hoshigaki this year— a tradition, and in some ways an obligation, given the sturdy persimmon tree that bears bright orange fruits each autumn. it’d be a waste not to dry them for winter. although it’s sometimes a pain to prepare them (peeling the skins, tying them with twine and hanging them out on the balcony, remembering to knead them every day), and the work cut into her club time and studying time, she’s glad for them.
“ i tried putting them in cookies, ” she says, sliding a plate forward and setting a cup of hot tea in front of him. then, a joke— delivered with about as much humor as a stone: “ since i plan on using cookies to confess to someone on valentine’s day. ”
