[day 6] six cute stickers | kageyama tobio

-> a court reporter who is a big fan of the Adlers and the team’s setter who has an inevitable crush on you (unbeknownst to you). seems like a good combination, right?

pairing: kageyama x fem!reader

themes: fluff, post-timeskip, court reporter!reader, pre-msby vs adlers, drunk!tobio

wc: 1.8k

note: I actually enjoyed writing this one LMAO bc the first part was somehow inspired from this video but make it a socially awkward tobiocchi uwu

*here’s a cranberry kiss for reference

As soon as the last spike secured the Adlers’ win, the game concluded for the Schweiden Adlers as the champion. The entire gymnasium was filled with a cacophonous roar, basking at the victorious team, hugging in joy. The sound of clapping balloons and an encouraging performance from the Adlers’ cheering squad added to the occasion. You were on the sidelines jumping in excitement as you held your microphone tightly as you screamed into the camera.

“And the Schweiden Adlers just sealed the win with that beautiful spike from Number 20 Kageyama Tobio, ladies and gentlemen!”, with a cue, Adlers-colored confetti scattered and were strewn in the entire venue.

The audience can be heard clapping in chorus, celebrating the result of the game. The players then started to exchange hands by the net before lining up to their respective sides, both yelling a “Thank you for the game!” as they bowed at each other before retreating to their benches to rest and hydrate.

The emcee gives a brief commentary, replaying the spike from earlier as you quickly ushered the cameraman into the team’s area before the camera directed to you.

“So here on the sidelines we have today’s victors, the Schweiden Adlers!”, the camera directed towards the  Brazilian ace, Nicolas Romero, as he prompted the other members to position themselves for the camera. The entire team stood, hogging the camera in joy.

“And here, we have the handsome Brazilian ace, Nicolas Romero!”, you ushered as you could see some of the members smiling and waving in front of the camera as you went to interview them.

“Congratulations to you guys! Not only did you win today’s game, but you also won the hearts of the entire gymnasium!”, to which most of them replied with “Thank you!”. You could only suppress your inner fangirl as you clapped in excitement, much to the happiness of the team.

“That last match was intense! So how do you guys feel after that match?”, you asked with a smile.

“Of course we can’t say that we’re not tired, but that game was exhilarating, to say the least.” Romero answered as he pats the back of his teammates.

“It was a close one! But you managed to score at the last second!”

“Well, I’d like to give credit to our amazing setter,”, the team pushed the flustered setter to the front as Nicolas pulled him up close next to him. “Kageyama! If it wasn’t for him, we could’ve flopped!”, he goes on as he patted the blueberry-eyed flustered setter, who couldn’t face straight at the camera. You gave him a grin that even reddened the already-flustered setter, who unbeknownst to you may or may not have a crush on you for some time now.

“Kageyama-san,” you called, startling the nervous setter. “That was some quick decision-making in there for you to spike that ball with the blockers targeting you! It was amazing! What made you lead to that decision? How did you feel about that spike?”, you directed the microphone to him with the cameras focusing towards Kageyama, who shuffled nervously before giving an awkward smile.

“I-I-It was k-knife, n-nuff, nice...”, he stutters as his eyes shift away from you as Nicolas laughs along with you and patted Kageyama’s back.

“And so, to all the fans who have been asking, do any of you guys have a special valentine today?”, you teasingly asked, garnering various reactions from them as you pointed the microphone in their direction, hoping that at least someone answers your suggestive question. You can see the team knowingly look at each other (with the exception of Ushijima) as they thrusted an awkwardly flustered Kageyama into the spotlight of the camera. You could only smile at the setter which didn’t help his situation.

You flash him with a smile as you ask the setter, “So Kageyama-san, is there a special person you’re expecting for Valentines?” Unbeknownst to you, the rest of his teammates were silently whistling from behind.

“Go get her, mah boy!”, Romero inaudibly cheers on the sidelines.

“U-Uhm, u-uh...”, he stutters, as the setter tries to grasp what’s left of his ability to talk properly. You could only giggle and gave him an encouraging fist pump that was visible to him, which only short-circuited his brain more. You look back at the camera and could only breathe back with a “Sorry to the fans, looks like our setter here has someone in mind this valentines. She is one lucky girl! And so, back to you, emcee!” You wrapped up as you bowed to the team before one of the staff approached you.

“Ah, Y/N-san, the captain says we’re gonna go to a nearby bar later after the clean up, are you free today?”, Romero suddenly wraps an arm around your shoulders, “We plan going out to celebrate with the team. How about we all go later?”

You nodded as you hurriedly walked with the staff member, waving at the Adlers as you left. “Then we’ll all see you later at the bar!” Romero knowingly winks at Kageyama, flustered at the gesture.

After the occasion, you and your colleagues arrived to celebrate at a nearby bar. The bustling atmosphere welcomes you and the staff, settling in a celebratory mood. Your colleagues went ahead to grab an empty seat as you followed suit.

”Hey, it’s that cute reporter girl, Kageyama!”, Hoshiumi teases as soon as he notices your entrance, nudging at the setter.

You spot the rowdy team at a side with a laughing Romero before waving at the white-haired spiker. “Hoshiumi-san!”, you waved back, garnering the attention of the rest of the team. “Ah hello, reporter-san!”, the captain Hirugami waves at you, still sober as he looks out for his teammates. You waved and bowed at him in reply before taking a seat with your colleagues.

“You know, she’s been at our every game, and maaan… I wonder if she’s single. She’s really cute, you hear me Kags?”, Hoshiumi teases further as he eyes your every action, perching a chin on his hand as he sipped from his pint. Kageyama felt a sting in his chest as he looked away from the spiker.

“I don’t know about that.” His eyes glanced at your figure from afar as you laughed at one of your colleagues’ jokes. “She might already have a boyfriend…”, he silently muttered, still gazing at you. He watches you walk up to the bar counter, ordering something as the bartender did a series of flips. Hoshiumi abruptly stood from his seat.

“H-hey! Where are you going, Hoshiumi-san?”, he panickingly says as he grabs the spiker’s jacket. He looked at Kageyama with a confident smirk.

“Ordering a Cranberry Kiss.”, he says with underlying intent in a teasing manner before Kageyama’s grip loosened. Hoshiumi huffs as he walks toward the bar counter, approaching you. Kageyama carefully watches the scene, his grip on the handle of his glass tightening as Hoshiumi tells a few stories, making you laugh at the little giant. Romero clears his throat that catches Kageyama’s attention.

“You have a good grip on the game, but,” Romero stops as he looks at you and Hoshiumi talking. “For a young man yourself—”

“Stop.”

Romero pauses, looking back at Kageyama. “I’m not a good talker like you or Hoshiumi-san,” he stands up, his eyes looking at his feet. “Or even cool as Hirugami-san.” He shuffled as he walked towards the comfort room. Romero sighs as he drinks from his glass.

“Kageyama-san,” Romero swirls the whiskey in his glass, startling Kageyama, smiling at the young setter. “You won’t know if you don’t try.”

“But—”

“Just be yourself, meu irmão.”, he chuckles before downing the whiskey, leaving Kageyama confused at his statement.

You laugh and smile at Hoshiumi’s antics. Before he could finish his joke, a few fans approached him, taking away his attention from you. Kageyama spots you alone at the counter as you wait for your drinks. He looks around for the white-haired spiker with his fans as he tries to calm himself before approaching you. You quickly noticed his presence, giving him a smile that stuns the setter, a hint of red rising in his cheeks.

“Oh, Kageyama-kun!”, you grinned as Kageyama nodded, stiffening at the interaction. You motioned to an empty seat next to you, obeying as you placed your chin on your hand, looking at him. “So, what can I do for you?”

He felt the heat getting to his head, his cheeks reddening at the intimate space. “O-ordering a C-Cranberry K-K-Kiss.”, he nervously stuttered, trying hard to imitate Hoshiumi’s suave delivery earlier much to his chagrin. You laughed as you motioned for the bartender. “Two Cranberry Kiss on the rocks.” The bartender nodded, flipping and pouring several bottles at once.

“A-ah but what about—”, you looked at him, confused at his sentence. He unknowingly bit his lip as he looked away, cursing at his own awkwardness. “Oh, you mean my colleagues? They’ll be fine! And besides,” You and Kageyama suddenly locked eyes with each other, absorbed in your own space at the bustling bar. “A drink is best enjoyed with someone.”

Kageyama could scream at the moment, if it weren’t the people around them. He could feel his sweat running down and the heat rising in the air as his eyes glided over your features: from the strands that defined your face, to your long lashes which revealed your Y/E/C eyes, reflecting him, before gazing at your alluring colored something-glossed lips.

The moment was cut short as the bartenders served your drinks. You tipped the bartender as he resumed to serve other customers, leaving you and Kageyama alone once again. You picked the cocktail, inching it close to your lips.

The members remaining at the table watched at the scene unraveling before them as Kageyama stiffly held the drink as he drank it in one gulp, stunning you and the others, much to their amusement.

“I never thought of you as a drinker. All I knew is that you love milk.”, you laughed as Kageyama furiously blushed, calming himself as he set the glass down.

“I also drink once or twice. B-but not all the time!”, he says, worked up as you chuckled. Hoshiumi appeared out of the blue, patting Kageyama on the back. You both looked in unison as the team were gathered. “Oi, time to go, Kageyama!”, Hoshiumi says as the team  left the bar one by one.

“Anyway, I’d like to give this to you before you go.”, you said, reaching into your breast pocket, revealing a pack of six stickers which you personally made as a fan of his team.

“Consider it as my gift for you.”, you continued, winking at him before you joined with your colleagues.

Tobio quickly grabs the pack, immediately feeling a surge of happiness as he opens it to find a sticker of his face, the Schweiden Adlers logo, his jersey shirt, a Mikasa volleyball, and to his amusement a carton of milk as well as a container of yogurt. He smiles in pure joy before seeing the back of the paper lining up the pack legibly scribbled with “0X-XXXX-XXXX”. It might have been the last straw before his head inevitably (and figuratively) exploded at the revelation.

back to valentines masterlist

Like You.... part two.

(FANART for ysag by @myherowritings)

(update: credit to @clee-writesbnha for the eboy YSAG shinsou UwU u drewd him so yummie)

There wasn't much the lavender eyed boy could do when his face was met with blindingly hot lights, other than to shield his eyes of course, but something about the way the crowd was cheering made him curious.

Curiosity killed the cat, however, he peeked over his arms cautiously regardless, and was met with your eyes peering up at him-- you were seated on your knees in front of him, almost directly on the edge of the stage where the UA students were sat, handheld mic replaced with a wired on on your body.

Oh god! Your body. You were in that delicious looking latex bra, the sheen from the lights reflecting on it caught his eyes at first, but then his gaze trailed lower to find you were still in your too-short skirt, the fishnets raised to your hips, and body chain almost identical to the one on his hip. He silently thanked whatever god there was for reminding him to tuck his cock upwards into his belt as it already twitched in delight.

(play when he calls u kitten)

"Hajimemaste," You cooed, hands resting on his knees, "(I'm (stagename), and you are...)?" You trailed off, leaning in for a response, your bottom rising from the ground a bit. You were merely a yard from the ledge that barricaded your stage and the crowd.

"Shinsou-- Hitoshi. (Call me Hitoshi.)" He squeaked, his voice was a little demanding, but eager. You licked your lips at him.

God fucking bless. He thought.

"Hitoshi-san, I need your consent to dance on you, are you okay with it?" You sheepishly ask in your best impersonation of a kawaii anime girl, the microphone still picking up your softened voice; reverberating it through the arena.

"Of course.” He smirks, "(Do your worst, kitten.)"

The last part didn’t catch on the mic. Now it was your turn to smirk, a dark look instantly coating your eyes-- he almost regretted agreeing as the music started.

Almost.

(I've been going through some thaaangs, I struggle with my inner maaan. I hustle; I’ll do what I cannn)

The muted voice resonated off the speakers, your pole beginning to rise beside him; You were smiling voraciously at the unsuspecting male, but his eyes were wide— he knew exactly what song this was.

The beat was fading and you climbed the self-spinning pole until the bass-heavy beat dropped; flipped upside down with the pole tightly secured between your sliding thighs. Hips occasionally rutting out to arch your back, hands running along your body, occasionally squeezing your own breasts. Hitoshi nearly leapt out of his chair when you flipped back over, one leg wrapped the pole and the other sinking down in an open squat; Stage lights flashing along with the snares in the background.

“(Like you.)” You sang softly, “(Like you. O-woah. I found it hard to find someone like you. Like you. Like yoo-uwu-oo.)” You had been on your knees, rubbing your arms up your torso, legs spreading in a soft pulse with the beat, as you crawled towards the wide eyed hero in training. “Send your locaaa-tion, coming through.” You huffed a change in lyrics at the last part, hands on Shinsou’s knees, pressing them apart roughly at the last word.

“(Fuck.)” He muttered under his breath.

“I can’t sleep no more, in my head we belong” You had memorized the Japanese version of the song your fans wrote for you; they’d even made it much sexier for you. Your words panging his heart in awe whilst your crawled onto his lengthy legs. “And I can’t be without you, why can’t I find no one like you?” You were on his lap now, nose nudging around his neck as you sang; your body hovering along his thighs, left hand tracing his face, and forcing him to look you in the eye as you whined and pouted with your lyrics. Side stage lights flashed red and pink hues along the crowd, lighting up their excited faces while a camera took video footage and pictures.

(I can’t sleep no more, in my head we belong, and I can’t be without you, why can’t i find no one like you?~)

You brought your right leg back, about facing on his lap and you rolled your head in a whipping motion. “(Baby, we tried to fight it, we all been there some days~)” You popped your chest with the drums in the background; Your hands on his spread knees, you ground your ass in a slow circling motion, “(Thought I needed something else, and acted like I was okay.)”

He groaned softly in your ear, nibbling the lobe softly as you leaned your back flush against his chest, the heels of your ankle strapped silver pumps barely touching the ground below the chair, ((we just had to work it out, and baby i needed space~)) your hands intertwined atop his; You were guiding him along your body, completely aware of the growing appendage against your ass, eyelids fluttered closed and a sexual crinkle in your nose as you continued the song; the boys in front of you beet red in the face, knuckles white from the grip they had on the gate from how well your performance was affecting them. ((Ain't nobody 'round here on your level, You're so far away~))

He almost grabbed at your wrist to keep you down when you stood up from his lap, but he knew you still needed to perform for the crowd, and you could feel his eyes burning holes in your back as you walked back to the pole. There was a soft pink spotlight on you while the rest of the stage was dark, illuminated only by flashing phone cameras and recording devices— neon signs that garmented your performance space flickering your stagename, ‘Call Me’, and various hearts and stars while you circled around your pole.

“You’re pouring your heart out, I’m acting like I knew,” You had reclaimed your place on the pole, climbing up with slow grinds of your hips until you were a good enough height to stop and hold one hand out to the audience. “(You held me so down, so down I never grew.)”

Hitoshi’s little show lost his attention as he could hear Bakugou barking obscenities at him and threatening to kill him for touching you, but the rest of the guys were cheering him on, shutting the porcupine up, and making his cheeks feel much more warm than they already were. ((I tried to find out when none of them came through~—)) You swung your leg backward around the pole, flexed torso arched with your arms holding the pole behind you; your stage lights beginning to flash about in a strobe light fashion. Only then did Shinsou realize your quirk had begun to take affect.

“(Now I’m stuck in the middle, and Baby has to pullll me out, uh~)” There wasn’t supposed to be three poles and three of you, right? Shinsou felt waves of intense emotion crawling along his skin, his seat suddenly felt insecure— it was almost like he was on a rocking boat, and you winked at him as you realized what was happening, lowering yourself until your pointed toes touched the ground.

((Like you.... Like you.... Like you, oh woah~ I found it hard to find someone like you.))

It was almost sufferable, but euphoric.

The UA students felt it too, their eyes were glossy, pupils enlargened, and the feeling of static caressing their entire bodies, and they swayed with the music. (Like you... Like you...(Like yooo-uwu-oo, Send your loca-aation,) Come through~) Many of the hundred people along the first row began subconsciously touching themselves, but not them; They were disciplined, and had repercussions to act so lewdly in public whilst representing UA.

“(Yaaah. Damn, papa, you’re a rare breed) No comparing, (And it’s motherfucking scary,)” Your were completely fluid now, the receiving ends of your Quirk seeing the mist as it twirled around your body. The sparkles twinkled about, and your body was beginning to look like it glitched around; You were moving too fast for the strobing lights to steady their gaze, and yet they were unwavering in the cheers and attempts at rapping along whilst you approached them.

“Trying to keep him, cause I found him. (Let a hoe know) I’m not ###motherfucking### sharing!” Your fans in the crowd shouted with you, your hand snapping about in accusatory air punches, a rough way to emphasize your point. “(I could take you to the parents), then to Paris! Plan a ###motherfucking### wedding!” Your body stilled, hands running down your body as you squatted, face fierce while you sang to the group in front of you.

“You’re the type I wanna marry, keep you merry.” You coaxed the crowd below, grabbing hands and caressing their palms across your face and crawling your way back to the desperate UA student in the chair with a beaming smile.((I’ll put the ring on when you’re ready~)) A twinkle in your eye that tricked the receivers into seeing you make sexual faces at them and touching yourself with the use of your Quirk. But you were simply crawling, eventually scooting between Shinsou’s legs with your own over the edge of the stage, your legs wide open in front of them.

“(We play our fantasies out in real life ways and,) No Final Fantasy, can we end these games though?” You winked at the flushed blonde in front of you with a black stripe in his hair, he was literally drooling out the corner of his mouth with your panty-clad cunt so close, and at eye level.

You tossed your head back onto the space between Hitoshi’s thighs, looking him in the eyes while your arms snakes around his calves and continuing, “You give me energy, make me feel lightweight,” timed almost perfectly, your hallucination burst some invisible bubble surrounding the bodies of those entranced by you, releasing them from your Quirk and any tension became complete bliss; some even having a bodily type of “relief” occur. Hitoshi licked his lips down at you, calloused fingertips framing your jawline, palms cupping your cheekbones as you bore into his lilac eyes. “Like the birds of a feather, (Daddy* we’re real-life made for eachother—)”

You pushed off his legs, jumping your body up onto your feet for the next part, “And it’s hard to keep my cool, (when other bitches try to get with my dude),” Your voice breathless as you were sinking backwards onto his lap during that part with a snarl on your lips, feigning anger and possessiveness over the lanky male you were grinding your body on while wrapping his arms tightly around your waist.

Curling your legs to your chest before becoming a coddled mess in his arms, which grew confidence to grope and rub around you “And when other chickens try to get in my coop. Cause you’re a one in a million,” you snaked your left arm around his neck, his right arm perfectly hooking you into his chest in reaction, and poked your pointer finger at his clothed chest when you said, “(There ain’t no man! like! you!)”

((Like you~...... Like You~...))

The music continued, pre-recorded background vocals singing as you dance around in his lap once more, breathing heavily against his neck and ears, causing him to shut his eyes gently. “(I found it hard to find someone like you~)” Your voice tantalizing his ears, filling his mind with lewd thoughts of ravaging you or vice versa. You smiled back at the audience, tossing a wink before turning back to take a slow, long, tongue swipe up his neck from the base of his neck, gliding over his adam’s apple, and stopping just at his chin, your left hand in the way as you had a soft grip on his jaw to push his face up while you scraped the wet muscle along his throat. As if the crowd couldn’t get any louder, there was a roar of cheers following suit of your lewd act.

((Like yoooo-uwu-ooo, Send your location, Come through~))

You got on your knees, on top of his thighs, your head hovering over his, a tour camera circling your position. Still holding his jaw, you looked down at him; raising a brow and awaiting a response in your silent question, the thumb of your left hand tracing his plush lips.

A soft press of pursed lips against your finger was the only movement you needed, quickly looking over your shoulder to face the crowd and wink. “I can’t sleep no more, in my head we belong,” You sang while you brought your attention back to him, thumb rubbing his lips harsher, eventually pulling his lower lip down, his jaw opening a bit with it, almost begging Shinsou to flick his tongue out and swipe at the digit. ((Why can't I find no one like you? I cant sleep no more...))

Lust filled lavender eyes; the last thing you focus on before pulling his head to the side with your right hand fixed in his hair so that the audience could watch as you defiled his open mouth with your tongue. His grip on your ass tightened, pulling your hips against him roughly, shifting in his seat while you lowered yourself off your knees and letting your legs dangle off the sides of the chair. You dipped your tongue in slowly, lapping around his mouth with a heavy breath, stealing his own as he released shuddering, soft gasps.

All too quickly you pulled away, “And I can’t live without you, (Why can’t I find no one like you?)” you finished while pressing your face cheek to cheek with his, squeezing his body in an embrace and nuzzling his face.

The final word echoed until the sound was drowned out by the audience. You stood almost immediately, cheesing a bright smile at the lights flashing around you, “Thank you so much, Tokyo! You were so amazing! Keep streaming my album, (Call Me) and I might be back sooner than you think! I hope you give my dear (j-pop artist) the same love and passion as you did to me!”

You were downright adorable, the way you clutched your hands to your heart so innocently despite the nature of your performance. Frantically waving and blowing kisses as the floor beneath you descended until you were completely out of sight.

You let out a deep exhale as you saw the darkness of the stage trap room. Silence met you, the stagehands simply bowing their heads out of respect of your exposed body. “Thank you for your hard work,” You say gently, bowing your head in return before turning to face Hitoshi. “(You’re coming with me.)”

You walked in a strut right past him, cueing him to stand, adjust his pants, and catch up to you.

“Excuse me, miss, but... You always that handsy on stage?” He asked as you approached the opening where he was prepped beforehand.

“Only when I want to be.” You brushed it off, stagehands flocking to you to remove the wired mic from your body and clothing while you hushed a small “Thank you.”

“(Ugh!! (Stagename), that was the BEST i’ve ever seen you perform!! Holy cow!!)” Your mentor beamed at you while the stagehands and makeup artists surrounded you, almost cutting the man behind you out.

“(Yeah she did, but, I’m a little disappointed you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself, you know they wanted you to be more modest than Kyoto!)” you manager spoke.

“(I know, and I’m sorry, but, there was just a different energy in the crowd tonight.)” You lied, sneaking a glance to your side, insinuating to both your manager and mentor that the man beside you was the reason.

“(And they LOVED you!! When you started on the pole at first I was scared they'd shut the lights off on you, I admit, but!!! In the end there, I was like BITCH!!” Your mentor cheered, slightly bopping on her toes as she shook your shoulders; the stagehands and makeup artists having finished up and the four of you begin walking towards your dressing room.

“(I think they really liked the fact that I had ‘Toshi on stage with me though,)” You said casually, looking back at the isolated young man with his hand scratching at the back of his neck, eating up his image now that you were in the privacy of the hallway. “(What did you think, Mr. Hero? Did you like the performance?)”

His face was flushed still, hair and clothes frazzled from your performance, “Heh, if somebody didn’t like something like that, I’d think they’re certifiably insane.. You’re truly incredible.” He tried really, really hard to look away from your eyes, but faltered.

“...(what did he say?)” Your mentor whispered in your ear, snapping you back to reality.

“(He said it was fun, and that he liked my songs.)”

You were not paying them any attention, a feral intensity growing in your chest, heating up your loins as the two of you held your apparent staring contest.

“(Oh, good! Well, we will be sure to get him some merch, yeah?)” Your manager rushed cheerfully, ushering your mentor away with him.

“(You’re a rockstar, (name)! Rehearsal at noon tomorrow! Don’t be late!!)” She yelped over the shoulder of your Manager, who was hushing her so that your ...situation wasn’t interrupted.

“(So...)” He said after a moment.

“(So...)” You echoed.

“Is this part where you send me back to my seat, and we pretend like you didn’t actually find an interest in me?”

“It could be... If that’s what you’d like.”

His eyes darkened, and it was only then you noticed the dark circles below them, somehow making him far more attractive. “(I’d like to do a lot of things.)”

“(Oh?)” Your stance was unwavering.

“(But I’m not some fanboy looking for a quick fuck in some dressing room.)”

“(I didn’t peg you as the type.)”

He chuckled, “(I’ll bet you haven’t pegged anything at all.)”

A smile pulled at your lips, “So you’re underestimating me, AND you’re picky. So cruel, ‘Toshi.”

“So familiar, and we just met,” He says, closing the gap between you. “(Is someone counting on a deeper connection?)”

“(I’m counting on you to make it worthwhile~.)”

“Heh, when you talk to me like that, I’d say you can gather enough information to know.” He snuck his arm around your hip, gently pressing his large hand against your lower back.

“Know what?” You challenge,

“(That I’m going to ravage that tight cunt of yours before we can even make it to the hotel.)” His deep voice carried the words straight past your lips and directly to your heating loins.

“(I’ll see to it that the car is ready.)” You say, seemingly unfazed as you opened the dressing room door. “You wanna stay out here or can you be a good boy and wait inside while I change?)”

“(Oh this good boy’s coming inside.)” He smirks.

“We’ll see about that, Mr. Hero.”

it’s almost 1am and do y’all ever remember how in episode 4(? idk when maaan) when tang yi pushes shao fei up against the rock in the woods & like inadvertently melts into the touch cos he secretly craves love and intimacy but doesn’t wanna admit it to himself? and then fast forward to the last few eps with the Cling King(tm) shao fei takes every and any opportunity to cuddle tang yi? & then u just kinda cry?

yeh me neither... 

Rock Montreaaaaal 1981 - Liveblog!!!

Hi there, it’s me again, did you miss you! I certainly did miss you! <3

Let’s get straight to the liveblog, shall we???

- OMG this is so HD - I'm EXCITED - the candles are a nice touch - of course they start off with a series of dramatic explosions and thunder-like sounds XD my fave band is so extra and dramatic and I live for it - Roger's face on a drum kit! - this version of WWRY rocks - finally a cameraman that doesn't fail to show a fair amount of Deaky power - the godly lighting department - Freddie with a Superman t-shirt? Give me that DC spinoff with Queen members as superheroes - they'd fight with evil producers, stupid critics, close-mided people - "you wanna get crazy?" Heck YES - Brian, please STOP making that face... I'm feeling my sin - "We'll give you crazy performace" I BET YOU WILL - Deaky seems to like blue as uch as I do, also he looks SO HOT - Roger's backing vocals are everything - Freddie: *takes off his leather jacket* crowd: *cheers* - man, the cinematography is better in this concert than in some movies I've recently watched - I adore the colouring - this version of Play the Game is far superior to the album version - okay, I'm totally gonna screencap this concert like crazy - Brian looks so elegant, oh my - YASS Roger, bang the drums! - SOMEBODY TO LOVE! - Freddie looked directly into the camera! - Oh my, this is killing me... I can't start crying on the train, please stop making me feel - ROGER'S VOCALS ARE DIVINE, you can't change my mind - all of them are pouring their hearts into this heart, you can SEE and HEAR it - now this is what I call the perfect performance - slay that guitar solo, Bri! - THE DRUMS OH MY - this HD and high sound quality is too powerful - Find me...somebody to love...find me...somebody to love... - *gulps beer* - Freddie cries - I cry - I died BYE - "shift your asses" XD "take off your clothes" XDDDDD - KILLAH KWEEN - where's the triangle!? - perfume came. *naturally*. from PARIS!.! - daaaamn, that transition! - Christ, Roger's killing it - he sounds a bit tired but STILL GOOD - Brian, please remove yourself from camera when they're showing Roger pls - Roger's drumming... I'm dead and in love - that drumset looks amazing, so sparkly and silver - sexy Deaky - Get down make love - cringy lyrics but it sounds pretty cool - ESPECIALLY live - Freddie & Roger are the most powerful vocal duo on earth - the lighting-mist-drumming coordination: POETIC CINEMA - some crazy sci-fi shit going on on - I feel I'm being abducted by aliens - awww, Brian on a piano - their tiny interaction, I MELT - "how I loved you, how I cried" - daamn, Freddie, I didn't know you were singing about me and my love for Queen - I want to offically apologize to everyone for forgetting how beautiful "Save me" is - I love that you can totally hear how better Freddie's control over his voice and vibrato become (compared with Rainbow and Odeon) - HeRe I sTaNd *dum dum* - oh hi shirtless Freddie - hop Deaky Deaky hop Deaky doo - Freddie and Roger - the ultimate brotp - YEAH! YEAH!  - I love those interactions with the audience - Freddie & Rog looking at each other. I'M CRY - Roger was doing a weird thing? Are u okay babe? - LOL Roger back spitting - some fine ass drumming - "are you in a mood for singing?" sure I am - "This is love of my life" NO YOU - the lady in the audience: *heart eyes* SAME GIRL, God I wish that were me - SLAY thay bassline, John! - okay I love this version of Under Pressure better than the David Bowie one (and you know, I LOVE the original!) - Rog smiling at Freddie <3333 - that falsetto, maaan - well, Freddie didn't do the highest note... I'm not surprised though, after 50 minutes of continuous singing I wouldn't expect him to hit a super high falsetto note, and he’s doing a splendid job all the same so - ...the.best.version.of.Under Pressure - Keep Yourself Alive always slaps - especially when Rog is banging his drums like that - noooo he threw the tambourine! He has no RESPEC - this shit is better than the entire Greatest Hits compilation - Roger's legendary drum solo strikes again - Maaaan this is extraordinary - the concentration! the SKILLS! - where you going, Rog? Come back! - OH HELLO THERE - how can he do it so fast??? - and some people still don't remember his name jgajgsdjhgsdjhgsdjhsd - *bows* *thumbs up* Roger, I'm coming to get you!!! - I can sense the longer guitar solo approaching - scratch those strings, Bri!!! - I love how you can see the audience's enthusiasm, and when you compare it with the relatively cold applause at the Rainbow, it's so uplifting and beautiful that people's love for them kept growing and growing - this one guy in the audience hyping Brian... bless you, man and your positivity - Crazy Little Thing Called Freddie with his gutar - love his vocals here - you know, how he rapidly makes this super high and quick sound - "ready Freddieeeee?" - give me a proper shot on Deaky! Yes, that's what I wanted - licky Deaky - Brian changed his clothes, still looking very nice - they really liked Jailhouse Rock, didn't thye? - "move it you fuckers" OMG so mean - Freddie & Brian <333 Brian's smile <3333 - Roger must be really hot in that shirt....in every possible sense - it's Bohemian Rhapsody time! - my mum would cheer, it's her second fave - the best thing about the live versions of Bohemian Rhapsody is that they always play my favourite parts - I'm actually gonna turn up the volume for that godly guitar solo - Oooo they played the operatic part via playback??? - I didn't see that coming actually - Nice touch! - SPARE HIM HIS LIFE FROM THIS MONSTROSITY - ROGER'S DRUMS - okay that hard rock section SLAPS hard - this is my favourite version so far - please tell me there's a CD version of this concert? I want it all (no pun intended)on my phones - I'm totally gonna search for a victim who's gonna watch this with me again - Sensing my mum or my flatmate - SMASH THAT GONG ROGER BOY - the flowers Freddie deserved - I'm pretty sure I'm watching this way too loud (on headphones but still), considering I'm on a traine...I have no regrets though - the editor knew what he was doing, unlike the Odeon one - they have more energy than me, - more explosions...SO EXTRA - Another one bites the dust! - Deaky's time to shine again - Freddie...I'm in public..stop taking off your clothes - AOBTD should be a Freddie/Roger vocal duet, change my mind - "Are you happy? Are you satisfied?" I SURE AM - "How long can you stand the heat?" I'm not sure, you guys are too good - wow Brian, how did you know I love guys wearing black trousers and white shirt? - those people who got to stand so close to the stage... they're blessed - now I'm reminded of the people from that facebook group I’m a member of...They all hate Sheer Heart Attack...BUT HAVE THEY HEARD THIS VERSION? - Me: man I wish I was born the same year my mum was so I could attend this concert  Me: reminds myself that if I were, indeed, born in the early 60s, I'd spend my entire youth in the communist Poland and I certainly wouldn't be allowed leave the country and go to Montreal to attend the rock concert  Me: *laughing hysterically* - Freddie and Roger brotp strikes again! My crops are watered - We Will, WE WILL ROCK YOU! - I lowkey wanna sing along but I'm public and I'd totally embarass myself - I DON'T WANT THIS CONCERT TO END - We are champions - again, my mum would love this concert - I'M EMO - Roger looks kinda sad, I wanna hug him - I think my brain has been forever scarred by that cursed WATC crack video - I can't unhear it XD - Freddie shaking hands with people...THIS IS TOO MUCH - I feel like my life hasn't been complete before I watched this - yes Rog, come forward! - the person who got Roger's sticks..jealous me - "thank you for being such a good sport" I CAN'T Freddie's too adorbs - In short: my expectations were very very high and yet they were grossly EXCEEDED, I'm nostalgic, emotional, happy at the same time - SO WHOLESOME OMG - Like, LIVE AID WHAT? - and they managed perfectly well without any synthesisers, because THEY ARE GREAT and SKILLED MUSICIANS, there was literally not a single weak spot in this performance??? - The bar is set very high for the Hungarian Rhapsody and Live at Wembley, hopefully I can watch these very soon! :D

@ hobitteh ay it's me! sorry for blocking you 😂 sweet embrace! You were the best! 💪

Ahahaha its alright yo~ it only made the pic better! Thanks dood, you were too the friendliest and coolest Fatgum. I had a great time talking and posing for pics with you!

what's marbleverse?

i hope u dont mind that i answer this publicly because im about to write you a real fuckin long response.

So You Think You Lost Your Marbles (aka Marbleverse) is a massive project ive been working on for the past few years!! The easiest way to describe it is a modern magic universe with a bit of a post-apocalyptic twist. Or maybe its a post-apocalyptic universe with a modern magic twist?

who knows maaan. think elves living in rvs.

yknow how in most stories with magic, magic is a very old concept? like, elves and dwarves and fae existed long before humans? that isn’t the case here.

Basically, these weird crystal growths just started rapidly forming one day in seemingly locations, reaching higher than 15′ and 20′ wide in as little time as a week. And when folks were trying to figure out exactly what the hell was going on with these dang rocks, it was discovered that when a chunk was paired with even a very weak electrical current, it had the potential to power entire buildings for months!

‘course, the catch is that these fuckers were volatile as hell. The less beneficial discovery was that when exposed to certain conditions, they fucking exploded in a pseudo-nuclear fashion. Scars in the earth were torn across the countryside. An entire city was leveled, leaving nothing but wreckage and ruin where it once stood. Those who could leave left. In most cases, those who survived were left with nothing. And while those outside the blast radius did give aide to some areas, a lot of people were just left that way.

People are hardy as hell, though. Those who were fucked over sought each other out. People banded together, built shantytowns which turned into more permanent structures and settlements over time. This aint some nitty gritty survival of the fittest story. People took up agriculture, people took up construction and carpentry, people learned what they could about medicine, people became teachers, regulators, chroniclers, spinners, weavers. A lotta them became scavengers, picking their way through the wreckage and finding a use for what was left. And shards of spiritstone, as these crystals would come to be called, proved to be invaluable as ever. A handful of the dust of it could keep a flashlight lasting for weeks, a handful of the dust acted as a catalyst for plant growth, with heavy alteration, even the smallest shard could power a vehicle for a long while. The very thing that ruined folks lives and tore apart the earth became as valuable as gold to em.

it was valuable to everyone else as well; those unaffected by the blast offered a pretty penny and supplies to scavvers in exchange for shards found, as they made an invaluable energy source. Was it shitty? yeah. Did they still do it? yeah. Such an offer meant a golden ticket out of the Wastes. Some took it. Others turned their backs on those outside just as those outside turned their backs on them. Some held a grudge. Others just wanted to be left alone at this point.

The largest town they built directly above the epicenter of one of the blasts when they learned it was safe. They called it Haven, because that’s what it became to them, and that’s what they hoped it would continue to be for years to come.

The land would recover from the blasts. Plants grew at an accelerated rate for reasons unknown. Animals would come back with time. They would live and they would thrive.

With the passage of time in months, years, generations, they’d say that the energy within the spiritstone that was released during the blasts rooted itself deep in the blood of those living in the Wastes. They’d say that it felt like something was always watching them, despite no one being around. They’d say that they could’ve sworn a plant had moved of its own volition, but maybe it was just the wind after all. They’d say the inhabitants were capable of peculiar things, things that shouldn’t be possible by any means at all. They’d call it magic, but magic doesn’t exist, does it?

The first true magician was a man with an affinity for flame. They say he burned himself alive by mistake after his magic turned on him and ate him whole.

They got a lot more careful after that.

The outsiders didn’t even think of them as human anymore; after generation by generation living in the Wastes, they looked less and less human, shaped into something human adjacent by the magic in their roots to prevent spells from backfiring as severely. Their lifespans became longer, the telltale signs of age slowing after a point of maturity. Some they’d call elves or fae or satyrs, gnomes or imps or harpies after the stuff of legends. But as a whole, they were simply called the Waste-touched.

And in the years to come, the Waste-touched would leave the citadel of Haven or the numerous other towns scattered throughout the Wastes, curious about how the world has changed outside since their isolation. In years to come, a new city would be built atop what once was the wreckage of the old one, leveled so long ago. They would call it New Haven, in hopes of creating a place with the potential to start anew once more, in hopes of tearing down the walls built between the Wastes and those who turned their backs on them so long ago.

And that, my guy, is where we begin.

THERES A HELL OF A LOT MORE TO IT THAN THIS like this is. Barely even a slice of whats in store.

tl;dr, humans fucked up and those who had to live with the consequences were turned into magical creatures/users over the course of generations to better adapt to the aftermath.

family portrait is a collection of drabbles I’m going to be putting on my writing blog as practice! Its about a traveling circus made up of these magic users, and the drabbles are snapshots of the lives the circus members lead. Ive already finished the first one, but I’m holding on to it until I have a few more to post!!

this is probably more information than you wanted and for that I apologize, but I’ve been working on this project for a REALLY LONG TIME and I’m suuuuper excited about it and I loooooove talking about it

Tagged by Jenn @cbk1000​, whose past self makes poor decisions

A: AGE - 41

B: BIRTHPLACE - Maryland

C: CURRENT TIME - 8 something pm by the time i finish this

D: DRINK YOU HAD LAST - I’m ashamed to say organic gatorade, mostly because wtf organic gatorade??? WE GO TOO FAR

E: EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: I’m lucky in that I’ve kept several friendships for 20+ years. Someone will meet my need at the particular moment. Also most tumblr peeps i’ve messaged! There is good in the world!

F: FAVORITE SONG - This is impossible. Depends on the day...anthemic music, music that builds in my chest like it’s gonna burst. Rock pop music that makes my heart sing. Come the hell on trying to make me choose.

G: GROSSEST MEMORY -  Ok guys. Here goes. I was 12, and picked from my school to be one of the members of the all county chorus. We practiced for hours in a nearby high school’s gym. We were barely allowed breaks, they were MILITANT about getting these songs together (cause everyone knooooowwws the guitaaarrr maaan can sing your troubles awwaaaaaay) and would not let you get up for an instant. You can see where this is going -my grossest story is also my most embarrassing. I can remember the moment i broke. The silence of everyone around me. The drip off the bleachers. The walk of shame down them.

H: HOGWARTS HOUSE - no idea it changes every time. I CANT BE TAMED

I: IN LOVE? - nope!

J: JEALOUS OF PEOPLE - Of course. It’s hard not to be from time to time. Letting it sit under your skin and define you, however, is the real problem.

K: KILLED SOMEONE - My apartment isn’t really conducive to murder. The walls are too thin.

L: LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT OR SHOULD I WALK BY AGAIN - the romantic in me says at first sight but the realist in me yells for them to get off my lawn

M: MIDDLE NAME - Marie, along with 90% of caucasian women

N: NUMBER OF SIBLINGS - 1

O: ONE WISH - To be content.

P: PERSON YOU CALLED LAST - My friend Jill, one of the 20+ year friendships

Q: QUESTION YOU ARE ALWAYS ASKED - endlessly flattered that it’s “what do you think?”

R: REASON TO SMILE - environmental things - sunlight streaming, the smell of damp streets, the crispness of neon in the winter. people things - when you catch people unawares just doing day to day stuff.

S: SONG YOU SANG LAST - A song from our upcoming album

T: TIME YOU WOKE UP - 8:26 after 10 slams of the snooze button

U: UNDERWEAR COLOR - black

V: VACATION DESTINATION - Poland is next on the list, but also i’m moving overseas at some point in the next year so i assume that counts

W: WORST HABIT - laziness

X: X-RAYS - just teeth. My bones are hardy to compensate for my klutziness

Y: YOUR FAVORITE FOOD - everything except bananas. they  mock me with their popularity and horrid smell.

Z: ZODIAC SIGN - Virgo

tagging @ashleigh-jewitt-xx, @accidental-rambler​, @lclrgsl, @she-did-a-bad-thing​,  @retoxdiet

dva and mccree for the hero meme?

meme!! | accepting!!

:3c

DV.A

how often I play them

A lot more, recently! I used to avoid playing D.Va because I was bad at her, but recently I’ve started to pick up more hours on her. I’m getting better at timing her ult, which is nice.

which maps I like to use them on

Honestly? I think all my best games for her have been on Blizzard World. Weird.

which skin I currently have equipped

THAT SWEET 50S SKIN. I love that aesthetic. The victory rolls. The clothes. The color of her MEKA. Perfect.

who I ship them with

To be honest, I’ve mainly focused on platonic ships with D.Va? I’ve seen some good art of her and Brig, and I do like the relationship people portray with her and Lucio. But mostly I’m more attuned to her platonic ships ………… and also sieb being her dad thank u.

MCCREE

how often I play them

MY BOY. MY MAN. 

McCree is literally my second most played hero and he’d have become my first very quickly if Sigma hadn’t come out. I have damn good accuracy as him and I’m really proud of that. 

Chef’s kiss @ McCree himself. Yeehaw.

which maps I like to use them on

Any of them!!! I love McCree so much, I’m able to rock as him no matter the map I’m on. I still remember the first time I got a team kill with his ult, though, on Gibraltar. Man. Maaan, that was a good one.

which skin I currently have equipped

I usually have this Van Helsing skin equipped because I love the way he says ‘Hail!’ for hello, but I switch skins based on the map I’m on. Darker colors for darker maps, yknow. I have everything for McCree except his golden gun ( because i just don’t play comp rip ) so i change a LOT.

who I ship them with

I won’t lie, I’m into him and Hanzo but I hate the way that most portrayals of that ship are written so I never really… Look into it or read fic or anything of them. 

I like the idea of two gruff, been-through-hell older men trying to find redemption and see someone hurting in a similar way. Bounty hunters, mercenaries, men just trying to get by and make room for some good in the world. They were my first Overwatch ship because of a particular piece of art I saw before I owned the game that showed them as rugged, tired men and kind of made me biased toward the relationship before I even knew who they were.

( like, literally, i knew mccree was an overwatch character but i didn’t know who he was and i’d never seen hanzo before. i showed the art to a friend and she told me who they were. sddgdsdgfd. )

Otherwise, I love his platonic ships and his relationships with people like Sombra and Ashe and the entire Blackwatch group. 

( and that father-son thing with gabe? thank u for existing. )

Colour Asks

RED Crimson - What was an event that’s shaped you to be who you are today?

ukiss is not an event but they have shaped me into who i am today 

Light Pink - Do you have stuffed animals?

i have many, i sleep with some, and i have 2 stacks? floating shelves? [this thing] next to my bed to hold my plushies 

Blush - Are you single?

yes don’t remind me 

Amaranth - What’s your favourite emotion?

happiness feels the best so it’s my favourite (i mean, who doesn’t want to be happy? ^^)

Cherry Blossom - How are you feeling right now?

i just woke up from an accidental nap and i have an assignment that i need to submit soon so i’m meh i could be better. i ate too much for dinner today so i’m feeling real sluggish 

Hollywood Cerise - What are your ambitions?

i don’t have any - i’m a sad sac 

Razzmatazz - Favourite TV Show?

inuyasha is what i always say, but recently i’ve been really into haikyuu if you’ve noticed 

Rose - Where do you feel most comfortable?

my bed when i’m not wearing a bra 

French Rose - What is your favourite flavour?

chocolate is bae 

Cameo Pink - Favourite movie?

don’t have one but disney princess stuff is always 👌🏻

esp mulan and tangled 

ORANGE Buff Orange - Would you consider yourself athletic?

no i’m a lazy asshole 

Burnt Sienna - Favourite smell?

those instant (kind of) pillsbury sugar cookies baking in the oven maaan 

Melon - Do you like to dance?

hate it 

Carrot - Do you bake?

i wish i did bc i like to eat baked things 

Copper - What is your favourite kind of day?

sunshine with a warm breeze 

or like, a day where i don’t have to do anything and i can potato at home under my blankets and watch anime 

Orangeade - When do you feel alive?

when i’m breathing ?? 

when something real good happens i guess 

Gamboge - Where do you want to travel?

japan 

take me there

Peach - Favourite texture/s?

i like silky things to touch ;u; 

Vermillion - How brave are you?

not brave. i’ll probably pee my pants by doing something brave 

Bittersweet Shimmer - What is your favourite memory?

seeing ukiss for the first time 

YELLOW Flax - Do you like going to the beach?

absolutely hate it. the beach is my #1 most hated place to go 

Wheat - Who can you trust the most?

no one 

trust no one lol 

Laser Lemon - What kind of phone do you have?

samsung galaxy s5

Gold - Are you high maintenance?

i don’t think so. feed me and i’ll be fine LOL 

Mellow Yellow - How calm are you?

pretty calm generally, or i like to believe that 

Unmellow Yellow - How high energy are you?

low low energy 

Papaya Whip - How honest are you?

to myself, not very honest, to others.. also probably not very honest lol

i have a hard time lying though - but sometimes being honest hurts other people so.. i awkwardly lie anyways

Transparent Yellow - Would you consider yourself to be special?

no i’m about as special as a fallen leaf 

Canary - Favourite song?

don’t have one but i still love ukiss words that hurt me 

Reed Yellow - Do you play an instrument?

used to play piano, recorder, flute, violin and guitar - i stopped playing all of them a long time ago 

GREEN Pear - Where do you feel rested?

my bed 

Olive - What is your favourite food?

rice. give me rice i love rice

rice is bae rice is life 

Fern - Favourite plant?

i hate plants LOL 

Moss - Are you quiet or loud?

quiet most of the time, loud if i need to be 

Tea green - How do you relax?

i sleep 

Celadon - Dream job?

don’t have one 

Harlequin - Can you act?

i thought i could while i was in high school - i was very good in my drama classes and i think people thought i was too

but then when i took theatre in university i realized how bad of an actor i was - so i stopped acting and performing in general 

Malachite - Do you speak more than one language?

no i’m monolingual :c 

Mantis - Favourite animal?

DOGS 

Seafoam Green - Do you like water?

i love to drink boiled water 

BLUE Sky Blue - Would you ever want to fly?

hell yeah i wanna fly 

Periwinkle - Would you want to breathe underwater?

of course 

Powder Blue - Or control the weather?

i’d rather breathe under water than control the weather 

Liberty - Become the president/prime minister?

never would i want this 

Space Cadet - Become an astronaut?

no. that requires a lot of math 

Celeste - Have perfect pitch?

i don’t care to have this but if i did then ok that’d be nice 

Eton Blue - Become invisible?

as long as i can control when and where i can become invisible, yes 

Indigo - Become immortal?

no. please let me die LOL 

Iris - Grow plants at will?

again i don’t care if i can do this, but if i could then yay for the perk 

Whispering Blue - Or teleport?

teleporting would be nice, as long as i can control it 

PURPLE Lilac - Would you want kids?

i used to, but now i never want kids and i can’t imagine myself ever having kids cause for one, i need someone to have kids with (and yes adoption is an option but raising a kid as a single person is hard so no thank you) 

Lavender - What is your favourite time of day?

when it’s time to sleep 

Mulberry - Could you betray someone?

probably not 

Eminence - Favourite sounds?

kevin woo’s voice 

i’ve answered this so many times istg 

Palatinate - Do you think you’ll make it to 100 years old?

no i’m definitely going to die before that 

i have shit health and i don’t take care of my body

i am ready to die young someone take me away 

Prune - Do you ever think about dying?

yes and how nice it would be to not exist anymore 

Fandango - Do you spontaneously start singing sometimes?

yes all the time 

i always sing ukiss stay gold, rock me, one shot one kill 

aND I HAVE NO IDEA WHY 

Thistle - If you could become wise, rich, or intelligent, which would you rather?

rich please 

Mauve - What would you name your kids/pets?

i want 2 dogs, a maltese and a brown poodle and i want to name them ika and tako 

Royal Purple - What’s your favourite emotion?

didn’t i answer this already lol happiness! 

OTHERS

Cream - If you had 1 day left to live, what would you do?

idk i’m ready to die at any time 

Silver - Are you a good person?

i think i am but there are definitely better people out there than me 

Ecru - How do you feel about the world today?

we’re fucked lmao 

Auburn - Favourite colour?

pastel or muted pink 

White - Do you own lots of makeup?

no i barely own any

what is makeup 

Black - What is the greatest success of your life so far?

nothing 

Pink Nectar - What’s your aesthetic?

pastel pinks and blues 

Sepia - Do you like photography?

i do but i suck at it