korramynaga replied to your post: what are the “dos and donts” on a trip to another...
kiss them in the bathroom
is that a do or a dont

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korramynaga replied to your post: what are the “dos and donts” on a trip to another...
kiss them in the bathroom
is that a do or a dont
lol can you write bokuaka + bicycle race au for the ask meme
Bokuto has this in the bag, the wind is streaking through his hair, his eyes are wide and alive with his inevitable victory. The finish line is so close, only a few feet in front of him. Bokuto pumps faster, feeling his heartbeat like a hammer.
Something rushes past him, inhumanly fast and sleek. Bicyclist number five shoots past him and snaps the finish line tape. The sidelines burst into applause.
Bokuto gapes, rolling into second. How did he not hear him approaching? How did he come in so fast?
Number five is crowded by reporters, flashing cameras, and a babbling group of fans. He takes off his helmet and Bokuto’s jaw only drops further.
He’s beautiful, Bokuto thinks.
Number five shakes the sweat from his curls, politely turning away questions, and turns Bokuto’s way.
He smirks.
Bokuto feels heat bubble low in his belly. “Hey, hey, I’ll beat you next time!”
Number five nods in all seriousness. “I’ll look forward to it.”
Bokuto can’t explain the tingling in his limbs. “You better look forward to it.”
The smug of Number Five’s smirk fades, leaving something sweeter in its place. “I will.”
Number Five walks toward Bokuto, shoving his helmet into his chest. “I’ll see you then.”
Bokuto takes the shiny purple helmet. Akaashi Keiji is written in neat, elegant script.
Bokuto perks up, watching Akaashi roll his bike away. “Maybe sooner?”
“Win the next race and ask me again,” Akaashi Keiji calls back, letting reporters trail behind him stupidly.
“You’re on, Akaashi!” Bokuto calls.
Akaashi doesn’t look back, but Bokuto beams, holding his prize to his chest.
He’s gotta start training for that next race.
send me a pairing and an au!!
korramynaga replied to your post “started watching daiya no ace i am so excited to adopt another 57...”
i want to start that but the sheer amount of episodes frightens me
i feel you dude but i just finished the second episode and i’m already almost crying?? and i’m already shipping the main pair??
lol ok i am only slightly desperate and you seem like you know your way around the haikyuu fic block. i was reading this super cool fic about kuroo/oikawa/bokuto being single dads but then my phone closed the tab before i could save anything. do you know anything about this fic at all/where to find it?
oh man, this doesn’t ring a bell at all.. i’m publishing it in case anyone else has any ideas, though!
korramynaga replied to your post: i survived my first class of kick boxi...
isn’t kickboxing the best work out class? it always makes me feel like i’m korra firebending lol
it is so good! yeah it feels like firebending! i had so much fun, i can't wait to go again :d
zukoswarriorgirl replied to your post: i survived my first class of kick boxi...
*high fives* I loves kickboxing
*high fives* YEEEEEEEEEEEEE
ratatoeskri replied to your post: i survived my first class of kick boxi...
kick boxing? thats pretty neat! :3
it hurts, but it's great! hahahah :3
korramynaga replied to your photo:………I know I keep talking shit about the...
i’m so jealous switch with me it didn’t even reach 60 today
whERE DO YOU LIVE
korramynaga replied to your photo:birthday lunch!!
nice course
more like nice kill
makoharu. make me proud.
oh i’ll make you proud
send me a ship and I’ll tell you who:
shops for groceries: it’s a joint effort. makoto is in charge of the actual making a grocery list/buying of the groceries, haru looks for the coupons and sales and makes sure they get the best prices
kills the spiders: haru scoops them out of the house in a cup
comes home drunk at 3am: they don’t seem like the drinking type to me sorreh
makes breakfast: haru of course
remembers to feed the fish: god forbid either of them forget
decorates the apartment: they don’t really decorate per say, each of them just quietly adds something when it feels right to them (also maybe haru paints the walls/has paintings that makoto wants to hang up)
initiates duets: makotes
falls asleep first: makotes