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@worthlesspride
hey! i was wondering, do we have to contact you to translate one of your works? (if you're not willing to let anyone translate anything i'll understand!) it's because stitch me up really really comforted me through some hard times and i'd love to translate it to spanish :3 if we can't it's alright hehe i'l understand
Sure, you can translate it! I don’t mind at all, just please credit or link it back to the original. Thanks for asking! 💕💕
this is a love letter to your writing. i have read loyalty of a traitor 6 or more times in the year and a half since i found it. i’ve been binge reading your other works for the last week. i just want to thank you for the impact your beautiful writing has had on my life and generally my quarantine. i felt really shitty earlier and then i stayed up all night to read one of your fics and it put me in a better mood. anyways, thank u for catering to my fav genre. if you have a ko-fi please link it
Okay you probably sent this a long time ago and I haven’t logged in since forever and I missed it and I’m so sorry, but I’m thrilled I’m seeing it now because this is so nice?? Thank you SO MUCH, I’m so happy you like that fic, and that it can provide a little entertainment during quarantine. Don’t worry about the ko-fi; it’s a rough time for everyone right now and we’re all in this together. Thank you so much!! 💖💖💖 (although as a side note I got a ko-fi donation a while back and I think it might’ve been you and if so thank you, it made my day back then the same way this ask made my day right now)
if you haven’t read Trial By Fire by bluu on ao3 yet I completely recommend it it’s AMAZING so far, haven’t finished it yet but it’s a really really good fic. (main pairing is Iwaoi)
Oh I loooove that one, it’s so great! It’s been a while but now I want to read it again. 👀
Hi! I just wanted to say how I love your works so much. Iwaoi, sakuatsu and just Semi I’m general like honestly the way you write semi gives me so much serotonin, I was wondering if you have any upcoming fics with him? Maybe semishira? or SemiTen? Aahhh sorry for the bother, just your writing style and the way you portray semi is crazy good!
Ahhhh thank you so much!! I’m really glad you like my stuff! And especially Semi, he’s one of my favorites. 💖 He’ll be a background character in one of my upcoming fics but I don’t have any WIPs with him as the main character right now. It probably won’t be long though, I always end up coming back to him. Thank you!! 💖💖
hi! do you still take commissions? if so, are there any haikyuu notps for you?
Hi! 💖 I’m not taking commissions right now because my job is slowly killing me, but if I open them again, I’ll make a post about it! I don’t really have notps. There are a few ships that I wouldn’t trust myself to write well if I’m not invested in both of the characters, but depending on the request I would let you know if I was comfortable or not. Hopefully I’ll have time to accept a couple of commissions in a few months!
it’s been real missing iwaoi hours recently so drawing this for my patrons was very soothing
Pledge just $1 to my Patreon to get early access to all my art plus WIPs!
Here’s another commission!! This time for @worthlesspride!! Once again, I’m very grateful for your support!! ♥♥
Commissions are Open!
The great, amazing, and powerful grand king Oikawa Tooru has arrived!! XDD This was a small birthday present for a friend! I actually did this entire thing in one day (though it took several hours), but I think it came out pretty well for it being sort of rushed! Though I actually struggled a lot with drawing the face for this one, I had a lot of fun working on it! Drawing this definitely makes me want to draw more Haikyuu fanart! X3
Hey guys! I don’t hang around much over here anymore, but I’ll be posting a new fic soon and thought I’d give a preview. It’s a tensemi prequel to Plumage, but you don’t have to know anything about that one for it to make sense. The first chapter will be out Saturday. This is kind of nsfw, so check under the cut at your own risk.
The DJ’s voice pumped through the speakers. “We have a special treat for you tonight! For the first time at Plumage, please welcome our newest dancer! He’s been on stages in Osaka, Kyoto, and Yokohoma, and now we’re proud to have him as a regular. Now to center stage, this is Phoenix!”
Semi was already at the stairs before the announcement was over, stripping off his jacket and tossing it aside as he mounted the stage. The floor was polished, reflecting the overhead lights that painted his skin in orange and yellow and purple. He took a breath and huffed it out as he stepped up to the middle pole. The crowd had thickened. The stage-side seats were almost full, a row of strangers staring up at him, waiting.
He remembered the first time he’d done this. He’d been a wreck, so clammy with nervous sweat that he couldn’t get a solid grip on the pole at all.
But that had been a long time ago, and Semi wasn’t the same person anymore.
The new song started, growing fresh from the last one, a riptide of gritty beats mixed with rough guitar.
At least Tendou had done something right.
Semi curled a hand around the pole, kicked into a slow spin to test it. It was smooth; stainless steel, like he preferred, like all of them should be. The last club he’d worked at had brass poles, for some rich man’s aesthetic, and they’d been a nightmare.
Semi ducked under his arm and twisted in a neat pirouette. He planted his boots and rolled himself in fluid waves, chest to hips, feeling the beat of the music. He swiveled, his back toward the audience, and bent over until his palms were on the floor. He trailed a hand up the inside of his leg, brushing dangerously close to the sliver of leather shorts that had already ridden up to reveal an indecent amount of skin. He stood slowly, looking back to make sure he had everyone’s attention.
Of course he did. Phoenix always did.
He gripped the pole and flipped himself upside down, as easy as breathing, legs kicked over his head and then hooking to pull himself up. He hit a pose, knees spread, hands traveling up his chest and briefly tugging at the harness before regripping as he swiveled. He pushed a hand through his hair, slowly, as he spiraled back toward the floor, landing on his knees, spreading them wide enough that no one could look anywhere else. He rocked his hips in rhythm with the music, head thrown back, lip caught between his teeth. He yanked at the harness again, harder, and curled his other hand between his legs.
Perfectly on cue, there was a shower of money, falling like feathers onto the stage. Semi crawled closer to the ledge, hands sliding through the bills. He rolled over his shoulder, onto his back, and spread his legs into a full split.
He didn’t have to look to know there was more money now. He felt some of it against his bare thighs, an eager flutter. His boots thumped together in midair and he flipped onto his stomach, rolling his hips against the floor in the most suggestive way. There was more money, a lot of it. It was all that Semi could see.
The DJ’s voice chimed in as the song wound down, announcing another dancer’s arrival on stage. Semi scooped up the money that had been thrown at him and collected it into a messy pile. He spared a half-smirk for the man who’d generously tossed in a 5000-yen note. Semi would track him down as soon as his rotation on the stage was over. He had a feeling he’d just found his first private dance.
Semi stood and moved toward his right, to begin the second dance of this set, but an onlooker in the audience caught his eye.
Tendou was standing in the middle of the floor, as if he’d been going somewhere and had abruptly lost his way. He was staring at the stage – at Semi, in particular – his wide eyes even wider. It was difficult to tell in the strange light of the stage, but it almost seemed that his face was beginning to turn a similar shade as his hair.
the miya/sakusa stuff you’ve got going on right now is amazing i love it
Thank you!! 💜 I’m glad you like it! There will be more soon, my obsession with them has reached unhealthy proportions.
tokyo evenings
this gives me mad Behind Bricks (BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL bokuaka fic by @worthlesspride) vibes!!! pls give it a read, it most definitely won’t disappoint and it’s probably my favourite bokuaka fic atm :,)
link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/11502159/chapters/27922689#workskin
I was checking the Haikyuu!! wiki and this was on Semi's profile "As of 2018, he is a civil servant as well as a musician in a band." Did you know this when you wrote Afterparty or you had no idea?
I did know! I saw it in the manga and the image of musician!Semi was too good not to write about. 💖
college athlete AU & food for thought: Bo and Kuroo coaching their own junior teams as a side job/hobby and being the best coolest most supportive coaches ever
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi Characters: Miya Atsumu, Sakusa Kiyoomi Additional Tags: Black Jackals, Explicit Sexual Content, Alcohol, Porn with a touch of plot, consensual voyeurism, Clothed Sex Summary:
Atsumu said into the heavy silence, “You can’t say you’ve never thought about it.”
"Thought about what?" said Sakusa.
Atsumu smiled to himself, smug. "You know."
"No, I don't."
"You know. Of course you’ve thought about it. There’s no reason to be ashamed, Omi-kun. I’m a real catch.”
Sakusa was appalled. "You're disgusting."
"You flatter me. I'm not judging you. I can't lie and say I haven't thought about it, too."
Sakusa shifted, slowly, to peer over his shoulder. He wasn’t scowling, but his expression was unreadable. “Please tell me you’re joking.”
Atsumu wasn't joking, and he was about to get more than he bargained for.
