Few people had requested this one so here it is! Just wandering around The Burning Wall (which btw if you hadn't already noticed is an AMAZING looking area) ...
Perhaps it’s a default and a bit obvious, but Fleeting Rays is the theme that plays at the Burning Wall, which is a very important place for Popo. Not only were her best childhood memories there, but she has bonded with the land’s aether and shares a connection to it. Another song I would choose would be Pitfire although, that would be moreso a ‘determination’! theme.
( ^ 7 ^;;)> but i’ve gone on about this long enough! Thank you Domino for the tag 💖
★Rules: What FFXIV theme do you associate to your character?
Summary: In which Iwaizumi asks for a spar and eventually finds himself in a compromising position.
Pairing: IwaDai
For the Daichi rare pair week Day 3: Sport Swap AU
AO3
Notes: Pre-Slash; littered with possibly inaccurate descriptions of karate moves; watch out for Iwaizumi’s colorful language
“Hey, spar with me.”
Daichi pauses at the sound of the gruff voice and looks up to the person it belongs to.
Iwaizumi was looking down on him with a disgruntled frown on his face, a thick white towel hanging around his neck.
“Like, right now?” Daichi asks, looking around the room, and seeing most of the members already preparing to leave. It’s almost the end of official club activities time, and it’s usually spent packing away the equipment used, especially for the ones on duty during that week.
Like what Daichi was diligently doing, before Iwaizumi interrupted him.
Instead of replying, Iwaizumi just raised an eyebrow that clearly says ‘duh’.
Daichi looks down on the club’s spare sparring gears he just finished tucking in their respective bags, then looks up again at Iwaizumi.
“Just when I finished packing them away?” He groans at the thought of having to get them and cleaning them up again.
Iwaizumi shrugs. “We don’t need it. It’s not like we’re beginners who’re scared of getting hit,” he says a matter-of-factly. “Unless of course you are.” He tilts his head and looks annoyingly challenging at Daichi.
Daichi only scoffs at the statement and rolls his eyes, not bothering to reply because they both knew the answer to that.
“You couldn’t have asked earlier, during free practice time? You know it’s the reason we have them, right, captain?” He says, standing up and dusting his pants. “Besides, we’re going to be unsupervised.”
Which truth be told, is not exactly a big of an issue. Their sensei doesn’t exactly have a strict rule about unsupervised sparring, and usually he trusts them (the seniors) enough to oversee things and not be reckless, should they go for it. But, Daichi’s tired, despite not having been active in sparring trainings, and just wants to go home.
Who knew gaining weight, even just a little, also takes a lot of hard work?
Iwaizumi snorts. “Yeah, but you were busy fattening yourself up. And you know as well as I do about unsupervised sparring matches, vice-captain.”
Daichi gives Iwaizumi a flat stare at the fattening yourself up comment, because that’s not what he’s been doing all along. Unlike some people who’s having the time of his life thrashing newbies around, he had to go back to basics, and relentlessly practice his kata, just so he could get used to it with his new, heavier weight.
Apparently, he’s taken too long to answer, because Iwaizumi is already rubbing the back of his head and is scowling at him.
“So, are you up for it or what?” He asks, impatiently.
Daichi raises an eyebrow at him. The other usually gets like this when something is bothering him, or he needed to let off some steam.
But instead of calling him out about it, Daichi raises his hands in a placating manner. “Alright, alright. No need to get testy.” He walks towards the middle of mats, while fixing his uniform and tightening his belt.
It’s a good thing he hasn’t changed out of his karategi yet. Because if he wasn’t excited about the prospect of sparring before, he’s definitely quite up for it now. Besides, it might be a good opportunity to check if his body has gotten accustomed to the added weight.
He turns just in time to see Iwaizumi throwing his towel to the general direction of his belongings, before he takes his place on the mat.
“I’m guessing standard rules apply then?” Daichi says, in which Iwaizumi only nods at.
They both did the customary bow and the unofficial practice match officially starts.
They both readied their stance, sizing each other up, before Iwaizumi got impatient again and closes the distance with one foot, while he swings the other, aiming at Daichi’s side. Daichi steps back in time, avoiding the attack. He hums to himself and gives Iwaizumi a look. He must really be stressed, if he started his attack like that.
Iwaizumi grunts and Daichi watches him find his stance, and readies himself to counter. He quickly gets into Iwaizumi’s space before the other does so, with a punch ready to target Iwaizumi’s midsection, but the other successfully blocked it with his own and pushes it down. The move left his head and face open and Daichi immediately leans to the other side, only narrowly evading the other’s fist before jumping away from Iwaizumi.
They continued to trade punches and kicks, with each of them managing to land a hit, once or twice, but if going by Daichi’s score count, he’s pretty sure Iwaizumi’s got more. Although, he couldn’t help but frown at the other.
They are currently maintaining a safe distance away from each other, making use of it to try and catch their breaths, which he’s also using to analyze Iwaizumi’s behavior for the past minutes that they’ve been sparring.
Daichi knew how reckless and impatient Iwaizumi could get, and most of the time, he could keep it under control, or it would be easy for him to tamper it again. But right now, Daichi can’t help but notice that Iwaizumi’s attacks, while still quick (his speed is superior to Daichi’s, after all), lacks the usual precision Daichi knew he is capable of.
And if anything, Iwaizumi is so tensed, and it was just so uncharacteristic of him, and it set off the warning bells in Daichi’s head. It’s clear that he’s not in the right state of mind to spar.
“Iwaizumi,” Daichi calls out. “Maybe we should stop this,” he says as he relaxes his form.
“Not yet, Sawamura.” Iwaizumi grits out. “I’m not done yet.” He swipes at the gathering sweat on his forehead, before gesturing a ‘come on’ to Daichi.
Daichi frowns at him and exhales loudly, but takes his form again.
This time, Iwaizumi doubled his attack, and even continuously keeps of dropping combos, forcing Daichi to focus on defense because Iwaizumi was not giving him a chance to even form a counter attack. Honestly, Daichi is slowly starting to get irritated, at how Iwaizumi’s acting. But it wouldn’t help them, if he lost his temper too, because clearly, he’s the one with the soundest judgment between the two of them.
So instead, he bides his time and waits for an opening. If Iwaizumi is careless like this, it wouldn’t be long before Daichi finds a hole.
His opportunity comes when Iwaizumi lunges at Daichi, but miscalculated their distance, which causes him to almost lose his balance. In an instant, Daichi grabs on the wrist and hold it down. Then he enters Iwaizumi’s space, bracing his arm around the other’s waist and a hooking his leg on Iwaizumi’s unstable one. Daichi promptly pulls his legs and bends Iwaizumi, while he pushes with his upper body.
Fortunately, it worked, and Iwaizumi completely loses his footing and starts falling down.
Unfortunately, Iwaizumi is so startled at being unbalanced, he grabbed at the most stable thing he could get his hands on, which happens to be Daichi.
They land on the mat and they both groan at the impact, with Iwaizumi sprawled under Daichi. Luckily, Daichi has had enough presence of mind and was able to maneuver their positions, so he landed in between Iwaizumi’s legs, but it wasn’t enough because his face planted on Iwaizumi’s chest.
He immediately lifts himself and braces his arms on both sides of Iwaizumi.
“Are you alright?” He asks, absolutely worried about Iwaizumi’s well-being, not caring about the compromising position they’re currently in. Sensei would kill them if they ever get even just the lightest of sprain. The tournament season is just a few weeks away and it wouldn’t do well for them to be injured.
Daichi notes Iwaizumi’s wide eyed expression, steadily reddening cheeks, and harsher breaths. He curses himself inwardly. He should’ve heeded the warning bells inside his head back then. He knew something like this was bound to happen.
“Iwaizumi, please,” he says, voice getting a little higher and tone taking a note of panic. He gets closer to the other’s face. “Did I hurt you? Did you break something?” He places a hand on the other’s chest and this seemed to break Iwaizumi’s trance.
“Argh, yes. Fuck, no, ugh, shit!” Iwaizumi yelps.
Daichi takes off his hands from his chest, in surprise and sits up straight. Iwaizumi scrambles to sit up, unsuccessfully, because he kept on slipping on his sleeves a few times, before he’s able to slide away from Daichi.
“Iwaizumi?”
“Yes, I’m alright. Nothing broken or damaged or whatever,” Iwaizumi exclaims in one breath, hiding his face with one arm, unable to look Daichi in the eyes.
Daichi heaves a sigh of relief. “Thank god.”
“You were distracted,” Daichi states, after a few beats of silence. “What’s wrong? What has got you worked up?”
“It’s nothing.”
“You know you can tell me,” Daichi says reassuringly. “Is it the competition?”
Iwaizumi looks at him, in disbelief and exasperation and Daichi just looks back at him in confusion, seemingly not understanding what’s wrong with his question. Seriously? They’ve been in this dojo for a long time, both starting at an early age. And yes, Iwaizumi had his fair share of jitters before competition, Daichi had seen that. He’s not amateur to feel such anymore.
If anything, the real source of his distraction is the very same man sitting in front of him right now. Iwaizumi was just over the edge. First, he already feels guilty that Daichi had to be the one to sacrifice, and gain weight. It was pretty pointless to enter tournaments together, and aim for gold, if they both belong in the same weight class. It’s just his luck that he’s quicker, is why he got to retain his spot.
But dammit. Daichi just approached it with such understanding, and even encouraged him not to feel bad. And don’t let Iwaizumi get started about how Daichi seemingly got more attractive, after he gained weight. Not that he wasn’t attractive before, but the muscles he gained helped define his shape more and how that happened or how was it possible, Iwaizumi doesn’t want to know.
All he knows is that his eyes have been straying Daichi’s way more often and he just can’t seem to get rid of this weird feeling in his stomach and his chest, whenever the other looks at him. It’s nothing compared to whenever he smiles, because then, Iwaizumi just wants to melt.
And just… goddammit!
He’s not ready for any of this. Not yet. He just recently (begrudgingly) admitted to himself that he might have a crush on his vice-captain, but he’s not ready to lay it all out there.
So he grits his teeth instead and says “Yes! Happy now?” before standing up, not without sending a heated glare at Daichi and his stupidly handsome face.
Just so he wait until he gets that gold, and he’ll be the one to have Daichi pinned underneath him.
I JUST RECEIVED THE MOST AMAZING PRESENT IN MY ENTIRE LIFE
LOOK AT IT
LOOK AT MY TIRED-ASS FACE AS I WEAR THIS GLORIOUSLY HEAVY THING
HOLY SHIT IT WEIGHS A TON
The magnificent @shrinkingcoyote sent me a NYD UF!Sans-sized NYD UF!Sans jacket, complete with ALL the bells and whistles:
Six zippered pockets
Removable hood
Removable faux fur liner for warmer weather
Skull & crossbones Canada flag patch on one arm
Reflective strips down the arms and two down the back
Sharktooth necklace with a red heart bead in one of the pockets
Two bags of dickfetti and two bags of spermfetti scattered in four of the pockets XD
Little metal skull beads on the drawstrings for the hood
I am so blown away I started crying DX This just made my year, hands down. It’s just been such a shit week you guys, and then a box of amazing shows up on my doorstep.
And that’s not even half of what was in the box. More photos below the cut:
They’re going to bury me in this because it is so comfy and perfect that I am never going to leave it ever again.
Except to take photos of myself in more things. For now.
Very pretty top with lots of metal on it. To be quite honest I’m not sure if there’s a joke or pun here but it still a very pretty top and a V-neck that doesn’t totally flash my cleavage so I really like it and can see myself wearing it for some fancy shindig.
The lighting in my bathroom is terrible but this hoodie is awesome. It says “I’M NOT UR SWEETHEART” on the back near the butt in big pink letters. I know I’ve seen this particular design on a picture of a t-shirt someone’s submitted to me but it has been adapted to a hoodie version and I 110% approve.
And there was totally a virgin killer sweater in the box XD Because of course there would be. I had to google the meme so I understood what the ties on the collar were for (you just tie them in a bow - go figure), but yeah XD I have one now.
Snas got some clothes too, including a him-sized version of the jacket XD Now he’s no longer half-naked on my bed, but still very cuddly XD
Here’s the whole haul XD There were a couple more t-shirts I didn’t get a chance to model, but that I can definitely see myself wearing out or to Pathfinder and stuff, so I might snap some pics when I do :D
For the card, I don’t trust my phone to take a clear picture of it, so later I hope to fire up my scanner and take a scan of it that way :D
I’m just so overwhelmed. Thank you so much @shrinkingcoyote :’D :’D
{I’m an idiot and had some unclear parts in my rules for awhile now...
Now updated, I specify that I do not tag most NSFW content on the blog that occurs in RP given the nature of the Necromancer Manga. Rather than have multiple tags for warnings on squicky/triggering content, just consider the blog as a whole Not Safe For Work. If you’re not comfortable with:
today for the first time, i really genuinely listened to jump, and i jst wanna formally apologize to yoongi for thinking that it sounded like something from high school musical 1
