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dailytobio · 1 year
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god he’s so gorgeous
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tobio-time · 1 year
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i miss the daily format of dracula daily. going bonkers having to wait a week between chapters of both whale weekly AND jekyll and hyde weekly. who thought this was a good idea
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ushikage-luvr · 5 months
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Ushijima and Kageyama smiling appreciation post
Heartfelt smiles ☺️
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vs
Conscious smiles 😬
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eclown4hire · 4 months
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Drawing a favourite character of mine everyday!
Day 3: Kageyama Tobio (HQ!!)
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akaashism · 2 years
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there's just something about hinata being an outrageous flirt with kageyama even after years of being in a relationship with him that just gets me.
a rumpled, sleepy kageyama could be walking into the kitchen early in morning barely awake and hinata will just grin at him and be like "good morning, handsome" and kageyama finds himself blushing every single time.
or kageyama could be practicing his serves and hinata would be catcalling him from the side of the court, fanning himself and pretending to swoon and kageyama's like "shut up or i'll serve the next one in your face" but he's smiling so wide, his cheeks hurt.
or they're supposed to meet somewhere and when hinata sees kageyama waiting for him, he'll sneak up behind him and whisper something in his ear like, "don't tell my boyfriend i said this but you're super hot. can i have your number?" and kageyama wants to die because he can't decide whether to be embarrassed or endeared.
hinata is always encouraged by kageyama's reactions too because he loves how adorably shy he gets, in spite of doing his best to hide it. he knows kageyama likes the attention and the fawning even if he'll never admit it.
just...flirty hinata and flustered kageyama. they mean everything to me.
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freakurodani · 11 months
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aprilidy · 2 years
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Hinata: I'm incredibly fast at math.
Kageyama: Alright, what's 30x17?
Hinata: 47
Kageyama: That's not even close.
Hinata: But it was fast.
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thequietkid-moonie · 11 months
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Nothing to say, just ✨ Tobio ✨ Kageyama✨
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Anime: Haikyuu!!
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fantasy-gif-world · 2 years
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dailytobio · 1 year
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hi Tobi.
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kageyama-spot · 2 years
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Kageyama tobio 🔥
Haikyuu!!
Kageyama tobio 🔥🔥
Like and follow for more ❤❤
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ushikage-luvr · 8 months
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Why is it always food with these two? They're like a married couple 😭💕
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eclown4hire · 1 year
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autism creature
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eggyrocks · 2 months
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☆ on repeat ☆ t. kageyama smau
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⋆。°✩in which yn just got out of a bad breakup, and the only thing helping her is this one song on repeat ⋆。°✩
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tags: tobio kageyama x f!reader, university au, strangers to friends to lovers
warnings: foul language, gross jokes, sexual jokes, conflict, violence, cringe; everyone probably will be out of character, please note warnings may change as story progresses, and to check each chapter for individual warnings
rules: blank blogs will be blocked !! minors dni
taglist: closed
[ignore all time stamps]
status: complete
introductions: oh my god they were roommates | roommates to lovers
part one: is she hot part two: body shots [✐] part three: pathetic men part four: girl time part five: blood oath part six: breakfast part seven: bed bugs part eight: my bisexual prince part nine: linked up part ten: tsukkinoyahinyamyn [✐] part eleven: something shifted part twelve: a bet part thirteen: weird and serious part fourteen: antonios part fifteen: bothered. unmoisturized. anxious. part sixteen: toothpaste and iodine [✐] part seventeen: okay i love you part eighteen: mini epilogue
daily click for palestine 🇵🇸
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heich0e · 2 months
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prime alpha!tobio and his beta assistant—who's lived an easy, comfortable life free from the shackles and rigid hierarchical expectations of a secondary gender—who falls unexpectedly ill despite being in good health, with no known cause.
you're bed-ridden in your illness, unable to perform your usual duties—it's the first time in the year you've been working for him that you've missed a single day, and yet you're absent for almost a week. your symptoms include a low-grade fever, a strange abdominal discomfort, and just a lingering feeling that sits under your skin like something is wrong.
you visit the doctor who runs a series of tests, and though nothing comes back conclusively, the doctor sits you down and asks you some questions about your daily life. maybe it's stress, maybe an allergy, maybe some environmental factor has brought this mysterious illness on. but when your physician hears about your work, her expression changes. she consults the test results again, eyes scanning over the reports raptly. her final remark (and the pamphlets she sends you home with) all point to one thing.
tobio stares down at the piece of paper you've placed before him with a pensive, irritated furrow upon his brow.
"what's this?" he asks, his cold gaze lifting towards you.
you have your head lowered in a bow—the lines of your body rigid and uncomfortable as you stoop in deference.
"my resignation," you say, your voice thick but surprisingly meek.
"why?" tobio asks, something flaring in the centre of his chest. it burns like anger, but there's something more there too. something primal and animalistic that tells him, goads him, to fight.
you still don't lift your head. "i'm sorry."
that's not an answer, you both know it, and before tobio knows what he's doing, he's already crossed the room and snatched your wrist up in his hand. when your eyes meet his in surprise, there are tears in them. from this close (the closest he's ever been to you, he thinks) there's no mistaking the way they shimmer upon your lash line—how they well up the longer you look at him.
you're trembling, your knees wobbling underneath you, and tobio worries for a moment that you might buckle in onto yourself.
"i can't," you warble, "you—you're making my body weird," you say, lifting your hand up to your face and clamping it over your mouth and nose. tobio pauses, realizing that he's been polluting the air around both of you with pheromones ever since you placed the letter of resignation upon the table before him.
but you've never been susceptible to that before.
he processes this slowly while you tremble, his hand still tightly wrapped around your wrist.
his eyes widen.
saliva floods his mouth.
there's no way he can accept your resignation now.
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keigologies · 8 months
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for what it's worth, tobio finally figured it out, even if it took him a few years to do so. you're a childhood friend since elementary school, a lifelong companion, and everyone had always been able to tell that you looked at him far differently than you looked at anyone else; the karasuno boys' volleyball team had always pointed it out, but he'd been too stuck in his ways to argue against it.
but he did realize eventually, just a few years after you parted ways. you were university bound and he had a rookie spot on a national team, something he'd always dreamed of. and while you were always going to be in his life, you started slipping away from one another, too busy with school and work.
it was the absence of your phone calls, daily texts that made him notice. you'd started to take longer replying, you never called on friday nights like you'd used to, and he hated it, swore he'd never let it happen again. so now, you share his bed, your university diploma displayed in the living room, two drawers in his dresser dedicated to your clothes.
it's late and he's slipping off into sleep, your body warm behind him. he likes these nights the most, finds it easier to fall asleep when you're with him. you don't live here full time, not yet, but you will eventually; the two of you have talked about it.
"do you think there's a universe where we got together sooner?" you ask quietly, voice breaking the silence of the bedroom.
he wants to stay silent because as much as he adores you, he wants his sleep. if he just doesn't acknowledge it, he'll continue to fall asleep and then you will too. but there's another part of him that wants to not answer just to hear what you say; he's not good with the lovey dovey shit the way you are.
eventually, his lack of response does prompt you to keep talking. "because i like to think there is. i hope there's at least one version of us out there that never waited so long."
and he does too. he tells you that when he turns over and wraps an arm tight around you, pressing a kiss to your forehead and telling you that i hope there is too because there has to be a version of him out there that got to know the taste of your love sooner; he deserves it more than anything.
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