#taskfocused

[bookwormingparty]

[pridewon]

📜 ( ko.noha and aka.ashi :eyes: )

@taskfocused asked for incorrect quotes! (acc.)

Akaashi: Someone will die. Konoha: Of fun!

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Konoha: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can't have you ask any questions why. Akaashi: Only if you also don't ask why Akaashi: *Pulls out 7 pristine human skulls* Take your pick. Konoha: Akaashi: Konoha: This one is fine

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Konoha: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them. Akaashi: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.

[scarlett978]

Sph kik sessions!

[mangher-a]

for teru: what are factors that can make terushima easily stressed? is he the type to ignore his stressors or has he found a way to calm himself down in times of stress?

Quessions! || @taskfocused

. 遊児 . 

His parents were definitely the biggest stress factor in his life when he lived at home, as well as the expectations they piled onto him. This led to him putting pressure on himself in order to do well academically as well as in life in general. If he just could do good, his parents would back off, right? But they always thought he could do better, which only got him trying harder and adopting bad habits, like bad sleeping and eating habits. 

Now that he’s moved out (or more like was kicked out) finding a place to call his own and finding work were big stressors too. It kinda hindered his recovery from his burnout in college, but with the help of his sisters and friends it all worked out in the end. 

As an independent adult he keeps thinking in numbers, which bill is to be paid next, how much is it, does he have enough money to pay for this and that. He often thinks like this more or less three months ahead -- occasionally even further, causing himself unnecessary stress over finances or stuff that has yet to happen. Yuuji may also put pressure on himself subconsciously. 

He’s not the best at noticing how stressed he’s becoming, or he just straight up ignores it until he starts losing sleep and he feels like he doesn’t have time to do anything. He also gets more jittery; bounces his leg, walks around the apartment without any real destination in mind, sighs more than usual, and looks lost.

When he figures out that he might be stressed, he starts cleaning his apartment over and over again or baking. Baking and cleaning are one way for him to channel the jittery energy in a constructive manner and that way clear his head so he can function again. 

If he’s living with someone he would seek comfort from them, sinking into their warmth, concentrating on their scent, voice, and touch. Just grounding him in the moment, maybe even getting lulled into having a nap that he so desperately needs before he spirals into a darker space and gets scared of being in his own home, resulting in him hiding in the bathroom or bedroom, maybe even squeezing himself into a small dark space.

Tight hugs, being squished and non-sexual bondage are also something that helps him calm down. 

Having a pet is also beneficial, as it gives him something else to concentrate on. He has someone he can care for without, hopefully, getting annoying or overbearing. 

[msbyfukurou]

@taskfocused​ sent: [ MOONLIGHT ] ( ice verse - in that ice rink thingie idea you brought up hehe ) -- after going on a midnight stroll, our muses share a kiss under the moon.

It should have been cold -- it probably was, but he couldn't really focus on that -- not when he felt so impossibly warm.

Lying on his back on the ice as he caught his breath, gazing up at the night sky through the skylight, hyper aware of the warmth radiating from the body beside his.

They were hardly even touching. Their arms brushed against each other once in a while, but layers separated them.

His little finger twitched, all too eager to reach over and touch Akaashi's hand that was so close yet not close enough to his own.

This was something else -- sneaking into the rink at nights with the figure skater had somehow easily become his favourite pastime.

He was the one who had originally initiated it, had managed to talk Akaashi into joining him in the afterhours, when no one was supposed to be here. He doubted Akaashi would ever willingly break the rules like this on his own and that thought brought a grin to his face. Perhaps he was a bad influence, but he liked to think that he enriched Akaashi's life.

Besides, they had a lot of fun together. It was the only time the two of them got to share the ice. Him--local hockey star, and Akaashi--who radiated both beauty and grace so seemingly effortlessly.

Lying together on the ice under the beautiful night sky, Bokuto found himself thinking that the night sky had nothing on Akaashi himself. Akaashi, whose face, illuminated by the moonlight through the skylights, looked so pure, so lovely. His dark hair contrasted harshly with both the ice beneath them and the glow of his skin in the moonlight. Sweat should not have looked so mermerizing and yet... Bokuto decided that the figure skater was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.

Quiet music played on the rink's speakers from Akaashi's phone--Bokuto had no idea what was playing, but it contributed to the romantic atmosphere that surrounded them now, with the lights turned down, surrounded by nothing but the notes, the ice, the starry sky. He wondered if he was the only one who noticed -- if he was the only one who wanted to act on the instincts that told him to go for it.

Their eyes met and that was when he realized how long he must have been watching Akaashi for. Their casual, lighthearted conversation had at some point died down into silence.

And oh--those eyes shined bright in the moonlight. Bokuto's hand had seemingly moved on its own accord, the backs of his fingers gently grazing the smooth skin of Akaashi's face--so beautiful. His fingers, with a little more sureness, traced the younger skater's cheek, his jaw, traveled to the back of his neck--

Their lips pressed together as Bokuto leaned in and closed the distance between them.

And oh--no stars could ever compare to this feeling.

[chiheru-a]

chihiro believes that keiji-nii is a whole school 😔✊

@taskfocused

[mangher-a]

the two applins are hanging above their heads for some reason, making some sounds as if they're urging the couple to do something. keiji has a feeling they know what they're up to. "yuuji-san," he began, cupping his husband's cheek. "i think they're asking us to kiss." ( mistletoe? nah it's the applins above them haha~~ )

@taskfocused ♡ฅ(ᐤˊ꒳ฅˋᐤ♪)

. 遊児 . 

Yuuji looked up at the fussing little things. In his opinion, the noise was far too loud and he could have been without it. But at the same time, he couldn’t help but smile a little. It was pretty cute and the pokemon were precious. The way the Applin were close to each other really described his and Keiji’s relationship too as well. Over the months of their rather fresh marriage, they had grown close.

Yuuji’s attention was easily captured by his husband with a simple touch accompanied by his soothing voice. The captain felt a smile grow onto his lips as he leaned in slightly. “Ooh~? Sounds like they’re a lil bit cheeky~” he chuckled, stepping over to close the distance between the two. The two Applins seemed delighted with the amount of noise they were making, chirping away happy. 

One of his palms settled just above Keiji’s hip, warm and secure, the other one mimicked the gentle touch on his own cheek on one of Keiji’s. His thumb gently brushed over the soft lip of his beloved. “Maybe we should do something about it then,” he practically purrs, tilting his head back slightly as he coaxes Keiji to lean closer. 

But Yuuji wouldn’t be Yuuji, unless there was a soft teasing touch of lips against each other, accompanied by the whispered words of endearments before the actual kiss.

I love you, angel.

My heart’s chosen one.

[mangher-a]

"Yuuji-san, welcome back." Keiji's lips formed a warm smile as he did his best to hide the overwhelming feelings of seeing his husband after so long. ( i miss u and akaterus aaaaaaaa <33 )

@taskfocused

. 遊児 .

The voice of his beloved was enough to boost him with new energy. Where he originally had felt like nothing but an empty husk of his self, he now felt more rejuvenated. Yuuji smiled, eyes crlinkling at the corners as the bag he'd carried made a soft thud when hitting the floor. The items inside weren't important, or they were, but still nothing compared to Keiji.

To be greeted with such a warm smile, to be able to see the his husband again was a blessing.

Even if Keiji tried to hide his feelings, Yuuji did not. He openly looked relieved and happy, he openly showed the love he felt for Keiji, and he showed his eagerness to be close to him again with how his steps quickened during the small distance just enough to take him over to the love of his life faster.

He couldn't get to Keiji fast enough.

Arms wrapped around the other, pulling him closer to Yuuji. Feeling the solid warm form of Keiji against him brought him comfort, relief. Despite his long absence, Keiji was fine. Of course he would be, he was a strong trainer, after all, but that didn't mean Yuuji didn't worry.

Tilting his head back, his hand settled on Keiji's cheek, thumb brushing over the warm skin a few times softly. "I'm glad to be back," Yuuji murmured, leaning in to close the distance with a kiss.

He was so happy to be back home.