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KIROKAZE
occasionally subtle
Show & Tell

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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
we're not kids anymore.
YOU ARE THE REASON
$LAYYYTER
Game of Thrones Daily
Mike Driver
Not today Justin

Product Placement
Today's Document
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Cosimo Galluzzi
RMH

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yeonru's corner of the internet
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懐古 💭 : each time i push the thoughts away, you're pulling me in
thinking v hard abt matsuhana the past few days ;____________;;///
会いたい: 'cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
Itadori looks like loaf of bread
ding!
. . . tsukishima kei. observant boyfriend things.
kei’s an observant person. he’s the type of person who knows there’s something wrong, even with the most subtle clues. it’s safe to say that there will never be a day where you successfully hide something from your boyfriend, not when he can read you like an open book in broad daylight.
“what’s with the sour look on your face?” he asks, though it’s quieter than he meant.
“nothing,” you reply with an uptight smile.
“you look constipated.”
“hey!”
he sighs. “how’d your volleyball tryout go?”
🎁 v- 풍경: the day's precious glow as i gather each and every fragment of the moonlight for you.
"hi rudolph." you greeted atsumu with a laugh, poking your finger against the tip of his nose, which was tinged a light shade of red by the winter air.
"oh, shut up." atsumu retorted, though the corners of his mouth curved up into a small smile. you leaned in, gently booping his nose with your finger again, causing him to crack into a wide grin.
he pulled your hand away from his face before you could squish his nose for a third time, opting to fit it snugly in his own. "i couldn’t find my scarf." he explained with a sigh, "i swear i saw it in the closet just the other day."
"oh?" you bit the inside of your cheek, quickly clearing your throat with an innocent smile. "well, that's weird."
"i know, right?" atsumu exclaimed, waving his arms around dramatically, "it was right in front of me—"
atsumu's voice slowly trailed off and he stopped dead in his tracks, body frozen still on the sidewalk. his eyes bore straight into yours, mouth agape with incredulity as his gaze slowly trailed down your features to your neck, where a warm scarf happily resided upon.
not just any scarf.
his scarf.
and if my wishes came true ⊹
pairing. nanami kento x gn!reader
content/warnings. 2.9k+ wc | fluff to angst | narration heavy! | mentions of alcohol | minimal proofread | tw death
in which: nanami’s last seven minutes of brain activity was filled with his wishes, his regrets, and you.
Legend has it that in the final minutes before one's demise, a lifetime unfolds in a rapid reel before their eyes.
As Nanami faces his imminent end, he can attest with certainty that the scenes playing out are not just a chaotic montage. For Nanami, those final scenes are a reel of memories – vivid memories painted with the colors of you.
And in his last breaths, he swears it's a life worth watching.
ding!
@yeonruco
this was beautifully painful. nanami my love, YOU DID MORE THAN ENOUGH 🫵🫵😭🏃
haikyuu boys + acts of service !
feat. sakusa, tendou, bokuto, atsumu, ushijima
"'omi, i can do this on my own, you know."
"you say that while not trying to move away." kiyoomi noted, almost sounding smug in a way. your words, unfortunately held little effect, considering how you were perched on the toilet lid, cheek leaning on his palm. his other hand was sliding cleanser over your skin, suds forming on it.
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@yeonruco. you and ushiwaka dynamic <33
he's sooo...🧎🥹. all these ushiwaka crumbs makes me 💘💘. ty noo 🫶🫶, now i have a new addition to my delulu hours 🤜 ⌚⌚
“what’s on these?” megumi asks, holding up a box of memory cards.
cleaning day always unearthed all types of lost and forgotten items. sometimes it was clothes long forgotten in you and gojo’s closet, other times it was the kid’s old books or toys. you knew every inch of your little apartment, so most times you could identify any mystery items that came up.
“i don’t know,” you hum, plucking a card from the box to inspect it a little more closely. the only hint as to what’s actually on it seems to just be a date.
2006
…and it’s in gojo’s handwriting.
curious, you pop one into the video player and turn on the tv. the kids join you on the couch, clearly eager to entertain any distraction from your cleaning crusade.
when the screen flickers to life, a familiar courtyard comes into view.
ding!
. . . gojo satoru. to me, to you.
note. vague manga spoilers ahead. i’d love to elaborate more on this dynamic; please let me know if you want me to as well.
satoru does not remember much of his childhood.
to him, memories of forever ago are left as though they were faded film strips, too damaged to even try and make something out of them. he doesn’t dwell on that part of his life because all he could ever recall was when he’s enlightened of his fate and the omnipotent power he possesses from a very young age.
but he did, however, catch a glimpse and managed to hold on—cling to—a few of the good ones.
ding!
. . . fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru. too young to be singing the blues.
note. used the recent chapter 230 leaks as reference + spoilers for the manga franchise ahead.
“how is he?”
“he’s well . . he’s still recovering, and hasn’t woken up yet.”
your eyes vaguely gloss over as you take in megumi’s state. his body lay unconscious on the hospital bed, showing not much sign of progress. the slow, rhythmic beeping of the medical equipment that aided his recovery reverberated around the room—and it rang in your ears like an endless gong. you were afraid of what could happen to his vital signs the moment you tended to your other patients.
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. . . miya atsumu. winning in carnival games and in love.
if anything, atsumu was fairly lucky when it came to carnival games.
games based on chance and pure luck are the ones he hates with every fiber of his being because miya atsumu was not that lucky when it came to winning said games. he’d rather take his chance on winning things that use strength, mobility, reflexes, and coordination. after all, those were his strengths, and in life, there’s a saying to play to your strengths.
just like what he is doing right now.
ding!
. . . ushijima wakatoshi. if you ever forget that you love me.
note. timeskip content + spoilers for the manga franchise ahead. inspired by a song that my lovely @yeonruco recommended, it's if you ever forget that you love me by isak danielson!
arguments with your husband were a rare occurrence.
but the chances of it not happening were not guaranteed when you sealed in your simple, intimate vows; this does not mean that you two didn’t make the effort and time to talk things through whenever exhaustion and workload made the retaliations blunt and evidently heated.
your husband, wakatoshi, was a patient man.
halloo! just here to stop by and say that i luv your fics especially the ones ft. my bbs; ushiwaka and nanamin ♡!! your angst fics always tug my heartstrings and the ironic thing is that i'll still let you bring me to tears cuz that's how much i love uuu. thank u for also checking out my themes from my mbs blog :)). you're always appreciated! <3 keep up the beautiful entries in your lovely blog! (ʃƪ^3^)
- nanamin's bakerist 🍞🥖
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yeon, yewonroo, yeonru, ieownru, yeonnie ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა stop! those words coming from one of my favorites in the whole entire milky way? i’m soft, and very happy ☆૮꒰ˊᗜˋ* ꒱ა i’ll always dedicate most of my kento and wakatoshi fics to you because you’re just so amazing, huhu. thank you for providing such awesome layouts + moodboards because 80% of my blog theme all came from you! <33 i love you too, yeonnie (nanamin’s one and only baker of his favorite pastries, mwah)! ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა
JJK BOYS + WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF I DIED?
[includes] gojo satoru // ryomen sukuna // fushiguro megumi [warning] ment. of implied suic1de (megumi’s part) [notes] i feel like i gave realistic answers?? i did gojo too serious LMAFO
— GOJO SATORU
“‘toru, what would you do if i died?”
your plethora of questions started from boredom, having nothing to do on a humid wednesday afternoon so you decided to randomly interrogate your boyfriend. tiny questions about his favorite color or dessert evolved into meaningful ones that had him quiet for ages, gathering his thoughts to give you a truthful answer. though this one, he didn’t hesitate much answering.
“my place in the jujutsu world wouldn’t let me grieve for long, so i’d probably be forced back to work. but.. i’ll never be the same. i’ll do my job, but the life in me would go.”
you really didn’t know how to react other than stare at him silently, watching the sincerity in his eyes before smiling and lightly shaking your head. “well”—bringing himself up from his position on the couch, he slides down to accompany you on the floor, dragging the blanket down with him for the two of you to share—“you don’t need to worry about that. i’m the strongest after all.”