#almost to the big 500

[apollosgiftofprophecy]

SPITTAKES

HOLY SHIT DID NOT SEE THAT COMING

[aghastro]

It was making me unwell so I finally destroyed the main/secondary art dichotomy and now all of my pieces are listed under artworks thanks to the power of mass post editor. However thanks to the power of mass post editor I might have grabbed a post that either wasn't my art or wasnt art to begin with so time for me to go down memory lane and make sure!

[hwanswerland]

the ateez Europe tickets are really fucking overpriced wow

[surrealcervidae]

I just had the best Big Run ever I can't believe it's over

[littledeludeddupes]

my D drive i keep everything on has been dying :x i bit the bullet and ordered a replacement already but. very troubling

ive been getting more bluescreens than im used to and i keep finding corrupted files afterwards

[cinemajunkie70]

[transbee]

done having a life back to posting. thinking about trying to clear out my drafts soon.

[inkykeiji]

v glad he came home even tho his stats literally suck so bad 。ﾟ(ﾟﾉД｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

[yenqa]

guys….

[arolesbianism]

I have obtained a new oc and in the process I've already signed myself up for needing to make at least 3 new ocs for his story which he now has despite me initially Intending for him to be a side character for a different side character to hang out with. My townhouse has over 200 characters on it.

[thatdemiboymess]

Turning up the music to max volume and laying facedown on the bed because the mental health has hit rock bottom like DROWN IT OUT, DROWN IT OUT, DROWN IT OUT, DROWN IT OUT, DROWN IT OUT, DROWN IT OUT--

Thoughts of self harm and maybe suicidal ideation in the vent in the tags. Sorry.

[slug-glug-chug]

hi i just wanted to let you know i listen to your autism focus playlist everytime i'm studying and/or writing a paper. it's the first and only focus music i've ever found that actually works for my spicy little brain. thank you!!!

yeah of course!!

there's so many playlists out there titled "songs to relax to" or what have you, but 90% of the time it's hard lofi drums or tons of vocals. maybe not exclusively, but common enough throughout the playlist that there's no point anymore

so i made the autism focus playlist for me, but i also made it for you haha. thanks for listening <3

[mooninagust]

My student once again didn't pay me

[k2ulhu]

obligatory spotify wrapped post

[autistic-shaiapouf]

Alright so.

Miku playlist that's all techno shit

General vocaloid playlist that's all techno shit

Pouf playlist that's just entirely made of miku songs

Vintage vocaloid required listening playlist

Iconic vocaloid songs required listening playlist

[no1frogfan]

ok attempt #2 at reblogging since the tags didn't work the first time? fun

Tsukishima finds out you’re sick

Tsukishima finds out you’re sick. Word count: ~900

Fem reader

Notes: First story!

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Tsukishima is a little put out. Usually you message him during practice with something sappy like “miss you!” or “made your favorite dinner <3”. He always rolls his eyes, but you know he secretly loves getting them because the few times you got caught up with work and forgot, he was definitely sulky when he got back to the apartment. So when he goes to check his phone after practice and doesn’t see anything, he huffs, glowering at his empty notifications.

“—wasn’t it Tsukki?!”

No answer.

“…TSUKKI?!” Koganegawa yells.

“WHAT?!” Tsukishima yells back, glaring up from the screen.

Koganegawa looks taken aback. “…I just wanted to know if you saw all the great blocks I pulled off tonight…” he trails off seeing Tsukishima’s expression.

“What’s up with you?” Kyoutani mutters, glancing at Tsukishima from the corner of his eyes before pulling his sweaty jersey over his head.

Tsukishima turns to scowl at Kyoutani, rolling his eyes. “None of your business,” he grumbles, quickly setting down his phone. Looking back to Koganegawa, he concedes, “Yes Koganegawa, I saw. The timing of your blocks have improved a bit since our last match against them.”

Koganegawa’s face lights up at the rare compliment. “I’ll work even harder for next time!” He promises enthusiastically before running off toward the showers.

“HEY! Don’t run, you’ll slip!” Kyoutani yells after him, walking to the showers himself.

Tsukishima sighs, stuffing his phone in his bag before also heading to rinse off. He raises his head to see Kyoutani giving him a quizzical look. “What?” Tsukishima growls.

Kyoutani shakes his head and turns back around toward the showers.

Usually Tsukishima rushes to shower and get back to the apartment, but this time he drags his feet, moping as he rinses off and gets dressed again.

“What, not excited to see your girlfriend today?” Kyoutani teases gruffly.

Tsukishima scoffs, “At least I’ve got one.”

Tsukishima tries his best to walk nonchalantly out of the locker room. She’s probably just really busy today, he rationalizes. But you hadn’t missed a text in ages. You even told him you’d set an alarm so you wouldn’t forget. Stop being such a child. But he’s sulking as he reaches the front door. He takes a deep breath. Get it together you big baby, Kei tells himself before putting the key in the lock.

Kei walks in to the apartment and closes the door. Silence. He looks around, confused. You always welcome him home with a “Kei~ welcome back!” Sometimes a kiss too, if you aren’t in the middle of something. It made his heart swell each and every time knowing you were excited to see him again, no matter if he was gone for 10 hours or 10 minutes.

He hears a sound from the living room. Dropping his bag, he quickly strides into the apartment and sees you curled up underneath a blanket on the couch. Your breathing sounds shallow and a bit raspy. You cough. Tsukishima walks up, gently taking the phone dangling precariously from your left hand and placing it on the coffee table. You cough again. Kei frowns, putting his hand to your forehead. He pulls it back quickly. You’re burning up.

Tsukishima slowly picks you up off the couch, trying not to wake you.

You stir, half opening your eyes as you’re pressed against his chest. “Kei?” you mumble.

“This is what you get for refusing to take my jacket on Monday night,” he scolds. You squeeze his arm in response and he grimaces at how weak you are.

Tsukishima gently props you up on the bed and pulls the covers up around you. He walks out and returns within seconds with a glass of water and some medicine. “Here, take this and then go to sleep,” he murmurs. He sits down on the bed next to you and rubs your back tenderly while you take the medicine and gulp down some water. He helps you lay back down and tucks you in, kissing your sweaty forehead. He frowns and sighs to himself when he feels again how hot it is against his lips. He refills the cup of water and quietly sets it down on the nightstand next to you before turning off the lights.

“Love you,” Kei hears you whisper behind him. “Love you too, dummy” he responds, closing the bedroom door.

Heading back to the kitchen, Tsukishima puts away the ingredients you had taken out of the fridge in preparation for dinner and pulls out his phone to order himself something to eat. He rinses some rice and puts it on the stove to boil, remembering that you like to have plain okayu whenever you’re sick.

He plops down on the couch as he waits for the rice to boil and his dinner to arrive. “Guess I’m sleeping out here tonight,” Tsukishima sighs to himself, looking around for the extra blankets and pillows. His eyes land on your phone. He picks it up and unlocks it to email your boss that you won’t be able to go to the office tomorrow. He smiles when he sees the text you wrote before you fell asleep: guess what? you’re my favorite!!!