#whatswrng

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whatswrng replied to your post: my real otp for havoc isn’t even with a fma...

some of the best ships are crossovers, tbh

you gosh darn right.

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          "Is he still at it?  I thought he would have tried a break by now.”  The words are thoughtful and more curious ; his own skates are off for the day, instead feet rooted firmly to flooring, and the innermost edges of brow reaching toward each other and furrowing.  A sigh and they loosen into acceptance.  “He’s persistent if nothing else ; I’ll give him that much.”

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haikyuu!!

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the first character I first fell in love with: first ever was bokuto, but kuroo was a very very close 2ndthe character I never expected to love as much as I do now: yamsthe character everyone else loves that I don’t: uhh not sure tbh ! the character I love that everyone else hates: yamaguchi, tho I don’t think anyone hates him just everyone forgets about him hahathe character I used to love but don’t any longer: noya, I still like him but not as much as I used tothe character I would totally smooch: kuroo, bokuto, oikawa, and suga to name a fewthe character I’d want to be like: kiyokothe character I’d slap: oikawa, that fake little fucker. but I’d kiss where I slapped him right aftera pairing that I love: no one touch me bokuroo is the peak of absolutely everything, I could talk about it forever. but oikuro, iwaoi, daisuga, tsukkiyams, and hinaken are also top notcha pairing that I despise: I don’t despise it but I can’t really see tsukki/kuroo or kenma/kuroo romantically

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with @whatswrng!

“Ukai-kun? Do you know anything about dogs — ?” 

As soon as the last syllable leaves his lips, Takeda feels immensely more ridiculous than he had when the inquiry had remained a simple thought in his mind. “I mean, I know about them, generally speaking! But I’ve never had one before, and my sister’s leaving hers with me for the weekend.”

Withdrawing his phone from his pocket, he thumbs through his texts until he lands on the one he’d been searching for. “See?” He holds up his phone to display a photo of Koharu’s not terribly large yet quite fluffy canine. A laugh which is simultaneously awkward and anxious escapes Takeda’s lips. “She’s dropping him off today, and I’m getting kind of nervous.”

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whatswrng replied to your post: in the midst of a lot of things and my mind being...

if you ever need someone to talk to, you know i’m always here!

( you’re so sweet, and i appreciate you so much! <3 thank you for being so kind~ )

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"you should have called me." / for Roy and viktor's reg fma verse!

          There’s a weariness creeping through him like ice, starting at the tips of his fingers and toes, and then wrapping its way up —  up and through him.  Though he’s long ago grown to welcome the cold and frozen, long ago let it become his companion and fixation ( and now he understands it as deeply as himself, as intrinsic to him as breathing ).

          In.  Out.  Each is steady as his chin drops downward once more so he can see his colonel, head falling from the pillow of a brick wall ; there’s dirt caked probably, the grittiness long ago having made itself apparent, and there’s an ache following the wrap of fatigue.  It’s what he gets for not calling he supposes, though he’d known in that time that hadn’t been an option ; finding a phone had been so low on his list of priorities.

          But that does little now, doesn’t it?  Words could mend today, but what would that mean when tomorrow’s split open once more?  So he shrugs, shifts his weight from one foot to another, and allows what he normally does :  a smile to signal that it’s alright, that everyone’s accounted for, and that it’d turned out as best as it could have.

          “I could have.”  But there was too much at risk to —  not hat he’d ever been the most obedient of subordinates ( and Viktor’s expecting full reprimand here ) —-  and you have responsibilities and a cover your own.  “But you really shouldn’t be chasing after your subordinates over something as trivial as a scraped knee.”  Though there’s hardly an injury he knows it’s less still over a scraped knee.                                                                                 “Mmm, I think I need a shower.”

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🤝 + 51 from roy!

…in relief.

          The relief’s not anything profound so much as tediousness now relegated to the past ( though surely he knows it’s ultimately inescapable ) ; a stack of papers weighty in his hands, cold and crinkling, and there’s an emphatic and friendly thwump as they land in superior’s hand.  They’re done at long last, out of his hands, and befalling their original bearer.  And if there’s any “consolation” to be found in the following pat on his shoulder, a grin paired with, than so be it.

          It’s not that he particularly minds paperwork and its place in this bureaucratic web, and he’s thorough, but he’s well too aware the purpose of its assignment —-  a reprimand not unkind ( though he can be cheeky in turn ).                                                         “Now that that’s done I think I’m going to get coffee.                                                                    Mm, I do hope the good stuff’s still there.”

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❛ I know you’re teasing me. And you should know I’m not easily humiliated. ❜

          The words leave him with an undercurrent of a chuckle.  Chin’s resting in his hand, elbow propped on the barrier dividing padding and ice, and yet there’s a small tilt to his head ---  a mischievous smirk toying with his lips ; it’s almost adorable he notes and settles into the position just a bit more.                                    “But frankly I’m flattered you tried.  Now try that sequence again ; it’s                                          going to be consistent by the time we’re done today, remember?”