#god i cant wait to reread the final arc and write the shit out of timeskip hinata and kageyama

[revasserium]

beauty as a perspective (or a study of truth through the lens of a boy who has always believed in fairy-tales)

anon: And it is beautiful with Hinata First love with kageyama? Please :) 

101. and it is beautiful hinata ; 1.8k words

there are so many things he considers to be beautiful -- the sunrise, the sunsets, the way the moon lingers on the horizon after a whole midsummer’s night, like it’s waiting for the first rays of sunlight to spill across the world, the way the stars are relentless in their twinkling, as if emboldened by the darkness that beholds their very beings -- that they are made all the brighter by night’s all-consuming dark. 

there are other things too -- a well-aimed spike, crystal cut and down the line, right next to the pole, a perfectly arched toss, slow enough for thought, but too fast for the opponents to follow, the double-rolling saves that noya-sempai had promised to teach him and still hasn’t gotten around to, the way a clean sneaker sounds against the well-waxed floor of a freshly cleaned gym, the sound of a volleyball meeting skin, the flutter of a net, the chorus of voices as it echoes towards the ceiling. 

the cheers of the crowds when a point gets scored. when a match is won. 

the weight of happiness, so light and yet so, so heavy too, enough to make his bones feel like they’re filled with gold or silver or maybe magic itself. he thinks there’s nothing more beautiful than playing... and winning. 

until he meets you. 

your name breezes through him like a summer wind through wheat, leaving no part of him unruffled and untouched, all this thoughts tangled and out of ordered, but so beautifully so. he watches you go like a child watching the end of a really good dream, powerless to stop it, but still with the naïve hope that perhaps, if he just kept his eyes open (or closed) for a moment longer, maybe, just maybe you’ll stay -- 

“hinata-kun, its your turn to help clean the classrooms.” 

he snaps out of his reverie (did you know that’s the word for daydream in french? how fitting, right? and when tsukki had asked, drop-jawed and all, where the hell hinata had learned such a thing, all he could do was shrug and blush and say he’d read it somewhere -- to tsukki’s compounded shock and confoundment), the teacher is watching him with a hiked eyebrow, and half the class was giggling. but you, you’re standing next to his desk with a sweet, expectant smile and he’s lost all over again. 

(who was he, anyway? before he knew what your smile looked like? what your voice sounds like? what the color of your hair was beneath the morning sun, or in the golden glow of dusk?) 

“let’s do our best, hm?” you offer him your hand. 

hinata had never wished for after class chores to last forever, but he has now. 

he doesn’t know how you get onto the topic of volleyball, but it always ends up there somehow... with him -- and he finds himself rambling like he always does when he’s nervous, blabbing out an invite because yeah! it’s pretty cool! and there’s a practice match today! and oh, yeah! i’m on the starting lineup and of course you can come watch! i’m super awesome y’know! -- 

and then the horrifying, daunting realization that he’s going to have to play. with you watching him. with your eyes, like pools of amber so deep and clear they remind him of melted caramel during the holiday school fairs, with your smile like tasting a favorite treat after a long, hard day’s practice, with your laughter and your voice like -- like -- 

“what’s this? hinata’s brought a friend?” there’s something in the texture of suga-sempai’s voice that hinata isn’t sure he likes but he’s too nervous to call it out at the moment. instead, he tries desperately to explain why the hell he’d brought you along, not that he’s really sure either, other than the fact that he doesn’t ever want you to leave his sight ever again in his whole life but, well, he can’t really say that out loud without sounding like a freak -- 

“uh -- it’s not -- i mean, yeah! we’re friends! i think so at least -- well anyway -- ahhhhh -- she likes volleyball and there’s a practice match today and i told her she could come and watch cause i’m really awesome at it and she just moved here from tokyo, or actually she stayed in france for a while before that! can you believe it? hey -- wait do you know kenma from nekoma? they’re from tokyo too, right --?” 

kageyama fixes him with a flatlined look even as you smile. 

“she’s not from the same school, idiot.” 

hinata puffs up as he turns to kageyama but thankfully, daichi is there to pull them apart before things get really nasty. he flashes you a sincere and somewhat apologetic grin. 

“ah, thanks for coming. you can find a seat up there, and uhm -- welcome to karasuno.” 

hinata finds himself watching you go (he nearly yells when you wave at him from the second level, that is until kageyama elbows him so hard in the side he actually does yell). 

“focus, boke!” 

“shut up, crappyama!” 

“ha? what did you say?” 

“both of you, quiet!” 

they both flinch at the sound of daichi’s voice. 

but hinata can’t help stealing another glance towards you, thinking that this feels different, somehow. different than all the other practice matches he’s played before. it’s like his vision is sharper, all his senses on high alert -- he can smell the sweat on his teammates’ skin, can see each spec of light as it refracts off of the newly waxed gym floors, can feel the weight of your eyes on him like a superhero’s cloak -- beautiful and full of responsibility. 

and he plays well that day, he thinks -- got a few really solid quick’s in, and he only messed up on two of his serves, which, all things considered, is probably a record low for him. kageyama only yelled at him five times, also on the low side. 

they manage to scrape a win, and it was mostly asahi-san’s doing -- noya-sempai being awesome as ever, too. still, he thinks it’s been a good day. he almost forgets that you’re watching for a while, but only for a while, and as the match draws to a close, he’s again keenly aware of your eyes on him. 

he turns to grin up at you, shooting you a thumbs up. he finds you no longer sitting, but standing by the railings, your eyes huge and happy as you wave down at him. there’s a flush to your face that makes him want to walk off a bridge right into a very, very cold river but he shelves that thought for later as you make your way down the stairs, jogging right up to him, your smile so brilliant he thinks he might go blind if he stared too long. 

he blinks, still dripping sweat down his now very wet uniform. 

“shouyou! you were amazing! i mean, you are amazing --!” 

he almost jolts at your use of his given name, but then he remembers you asking (because you liked the sound of it or something; he’d forgotten what you said after that cause he was too busy marinating in the fact that you liked the sound of his name) if you could call him that. and him saying yes. 

“for a while there it looked like you were flying, like really flying!” 

he nods along with your excitement, his smile growing so wide his cheeks are starting to hurt and god, what what happen if he just kept on smiling wider and wider? what would happen to his face? would it stretch and keep on stretching? or maybe he’ll accidentally split his face in half and have to get stitches from the hospital, which wouldn’t be fun but for you, he thinks, it’s worth it. 

“y-yeah! cool! right?” he leaps ups as if to illustrate, but as with all things he does on a spur of the moment impulse, it doesn’t go quite as planned. he ends up smacking his head on the doorframe of double gym doors, leaving him whining, curled up into a ball on the ground, and you kneeling by his side. 

“shouyou? are -- are you okay? oh my god, what happened?” 

he winces as he pushes himself up into a sitting position, grinning awkwardly up at you. 

“i wanted to show you!” 

“show me what?” 

“what it looks like to fly!” 

tanaka is fussing over hinata, loudly asking if he’ll get a concussion while tsukki is remarking to that getting a concussion might be good for him; noya and tanaka are both laughing so hard they’re also curled up on the ground. 

you giggle, “save some flying for next time.” 

“for... next time?” 

“yeah, for the next time you play.” 

“will... will you be there?” 

you smile, nodding, offering him a hand. 

“if you want me to be.” 

“yes! yeah -- oh man, i do! i really really --” 

“good, then i’ll be there.” 

“aahh, that’s amazing! super great! ahhhh i’m so --- mmmm -- i’m so happy!” 

he leaps up and is about to jump up again before he realizes you hadn’t let go of his hand yet. 

he blinks, heat washing up his face like jumping head-first into a steaming onsen. 

“hey! you said you’d save some for next time, right?” 

hinata laughs, “right -- for next time.” 

you give his hand a squeeze before letting go, turning to greet his teammates. hinata watches you, like he’s been doing from the second he’d set eyes on you a week and a half ago, when you’d introduced yourself to the class. 

like when he’d all too enthusiastically volunteered to show you around the school, like when the pair of you had stopped in the library, and you’d run your fingers along the spines of all the books like greeting old friends. 

like when you flipped open a book of fairy-tales and traced the outline of a boy with melting wax wings, plummeting from the sky. 

“you know, i used to always daydream about flying as a kid,” you said. 

hinata quirked his head, “why?” 

you smiled, “dunno, seemed like a fun thing to do.” 

hinata smiled then too, “well, it’s not that hard.” 

you looked at him, “you... know how to fly?” 

“sure i do!” 

you laughed, then, but not a mocking kind of laugh -- a delighted, dancing kind of laugh that made hinata’s whole chest fill with hot air and helium. 

“you promise to show me some day?” 

hinata had nodded so hard his head might’ve come right off it’s hinges. 

“hey, what’s ‘daydream’ in french?” he asked. 

you blink at him, “reverie.” 

“wow... beautiful.” 

you laughed again, nodding, “it is, isn’t it?” 

and he decides then, watching as you smile at something suga-sempai says, as you quirk your head curiously at kageyama, making him flush a hilarious shade of crimson as well, that sure, there are a lot of beautiful things in this world. 

but none of them quite so beautiful as you. 

[severalbakuras]

GUESS WHO JUST FINISHED VOLTRONNNN season 2.

fun fact you can talk all about spoilers now so long as they aren’t spoilers for the next season.

wait that makes them not spoilers.

ehhghgh whatever.

episode 9: ‘oh hunk!’ intro Weak Start.

lance hun you’re trying way too hard.

“am i sensing a trip back to the space mall here?” YESSS

“i’m afraid not” fuck you

yay keith and hunk hang out!

that hug with shiro awwww

oh wait so i must’ve missed something in the last episodes where allura found out keith was half galra?? like i don’t recall her being told unless everything was being cast over the comlink or something. unless she was told off-screen. maybe i just forgot lol that sounds like me.

either way aaaaaaaaa that look. aaaaa keith’s face as he gets on the spaceship. my boy ;A;

that coran and allura hug.

wow that planet looks a lot like argus. zarkon i know you’re tough but i don’t think you’ll last too long against kil’jaeden you should probably get out of his airspace before he replaces every single one of your soldiers with disguised demons and recruits haggar because by god can she do better.

i mean kj doesn’t look like much but he does tell sargeras, his master and the guy who’s wiped out literally all of the life in the universe except for azeroth, to fuck off with that weak promises bullshit and take the invasion into his own hands.

what is your story harassed birdfaced druid. you don’t seem like you’re enjoying this.

i kinda like how hunk’s talking actually. like, he’s not being Weird about keith’s galra-ness. it’s a little blunt and awkward in its own way but he’s not acting like this is some mind-changing revelation that he has to wrestle with, it’s just a thing and he’s curious about it even if it’s in a rather insensitive manner. but it hasn’t rly changed how he sees keith.

coran could sell me anything.

so quintessence can be naturally consumed by these whale things and form new planets and solar systems. does this mean perhaps haggar had a whale farm back when she started working with the stuff. does this mean she perhaps had a ‘free willy’ moment with a space whale as a rebellious teen.

don’t take that mental image from me.

i like that there’s more than one type of giant space animal in this show. more giant space monsters plz.

FUCK ME THAT THING IS COOL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GIANT SPACE WHALESHARK

if that’s a baby/adolescent thingie then i hope the adults have the same voice. i also hope it’s the same one and it recognizes coran’s voice on the video and that’s how they get their materials.

oh no thace D:

good job chilling him out keith.

aaa that moment when your random crack ship gets a little something, makes me wanna x3 like it’s 2006 and i’m roleplaying on neopets.

oh shit it’s a galra.

aaaaa bombs in enclosed spaces are a Bad idea don’t do that again keith!!

hunk no.

those are some good Principles you got there keith.

did they get a guest animator in to do the bacterial tentacle thing’s movements? looks very anime-esque in its fluidity.

i like that the galran person is like ‘... seriously?’ at hunk’s plan.

thace no there is nothing more suspicious than trying to evade your tail.

oh no mysterious galran :((( otoh they could’ve easily taken way more than just one bag, AND killed keith so i’d disagree with ‘just like the rest of them’. maybe next season we’ll see them again. considering how long it was in there like enough for organs to grow around it, i wonder if we’ll get a ‘oh god the galra have changed while i’ve been away’ moment like lapis had on returning to homeworld. the armor looks so different and all.

hunk you ass - but it’s kinda the same thing as before. he’s keeping it kinda light. like i don’t think lance for example would be able to pull off the same jabs without it sounding more accusatory.

episode 10: i’m nearly at the end of the second season and i’ve only just noticed that lance pulls a sorta y face in his opening intro clip.

Pidge Intensifies

damn good reflexes shiro i’m sure that loose plating on the outside won’t come into play later :)))))))) (late edit: i don’t think it did. huh. i don’t know storytelling).

zarkon this is not the time for your solo a cappella cover of gimme more.

“why have you stopped” “sir you are literally dying” -kills person- -doesn’t seem to realize that killing someone makes them stop forever and now it’s going to be an even slower process with one element missing-

zarkon you fuckwit.

ugh lance.

who is that being tortured. that’s not a typical galra voice it almost sounds human. is that pidge’s bro?? they’re not gonna yank her away from her brother when she’s this close again are they???????

OH NO I THINK IT IS

AAAAA DOES THIS TORTURER GUY HAVE A GIANT SECRET GALRA CAT THAT’S ADORABLE.

i cant decide if i like laika slav or slav slav better. must’ve been slav he was torturing.

i id with slav slav making and remaking his bed way too much only my thing is checking the time and setting my alarm and resetting my alarm and checking the back door is locked at least 5+ times haahaha. haa...

oh so they’re straight up condensing sokka’s whole character arc into lance now huh. is this the same studio as avatar/korra? i thought the art style was familiar.

oh no pidge don’t get distracted now D:

‘yupper’ aaaaaaaye

GOOD GIRL LAIKA (PLEASE DON’T END UP LIKE ANOTHER LAIKA...)

holy shit he just went all xavius on everyone.

NONONONO YOU FUCKERS BETTER NOT KILL LAIKA SLAV YOU WILL BE ON MY SHITLIST IF SHE GETS TRAPPED IN SPACE

he saved her....... interrogator of my heart........ this guy can be the Problematic one in my group of galra who should make their own club (this includes the chef dude, the mall cop and the mysterious whale galra).

haggar babe PLEASE shove him into space. do it. space is right there no one will think otherwise if you say he thought he saw the black lion and went running after it. DO IT HAGGAR.

episode 11: i just realized that allura has the same voice actress as jasper that is some fucking range ms brooks a+.

allura you’re adorable.

oh allura ;A; coran too ;A;

SHAY SHAY SHAY GIMME MY ROCK GIRL

awww shay hunk’ll come next time i promise.

THACE NO YOU IDIOT.

holy SHIT allura you lifted THAT

aww shay hugged her ♥ EAT THE STEW ALLURA

oh fuck no not that robot again

THACE NO THAT’S AN OBVIOUS TRAP

slav exists in so many quantum states i yearn for that level.

missed opportunity for the black lion to grab the yellow lion by the scruff but ok

black lion goes all sif on us with that mouth blade nice

red lion’s NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN powers activate! alternative name WHO HIT MY BOY

pidge bloodbends again. i have a concerne.

voltron just looks... so dumb...

oh damn. good try hunk but uh. ouch.

interesting that keith’s still standing behind her for the teledove scene tho. i guess he’s just kinda accepted that she’s Not Happy with him. that’s sad.

awww coran ;AAAAAAAA;

aww guys.....

“we can’t fail.” you’re gonna fail. just by saying that.

holy shit haggar!!!!!

episode 12: wow everyone’s being the comic relief today.

oh fuck keith no.

idk i’m not sure how i feel about that whole bit actually. kinda feels like they had a longer arc in mind for keith and allura but then remembered they only had one more episode after it. kinda felt smushed in.

hang in there thace. no NOT BY FALLING FOR THE SAME TRICK TWICE AAA

zarkon you dumb fuck. LISTEN TO HAGGAR.

hot damn thace and keith make a good team.

thace goes from 0-suicide bomb in like two seconds damn nevermind.

haggar why the FUCK haven’t you gone on the offensive personally before now??? that door was like paper!!!

THAAAAAACE NO

WHO HURT MY BOY MODE ACTIVATE again

this is going Too Well...

episode 13: LISTEN TO HAGGAR. YOU MORON. OH MYYY GOD.

zarkon stop killing the people who are trying to help you do the thing it makes the living people do the thing slower.

so his secret weapon is an eva?

have i mentioned that i love the explicit magi-tech in this series because i do i love it.

not an eva then. looks like a rejected final fantasy robot boss form.

TAKE UP ARMS ALLURA CRUSH HIM

OH FUCK

OH FUCK

AAAAAAAAAAAA

haggar love yourself dump his ass soon plz. we have NOTHING explaining your devotion to him or his cause despite how often he ignores you.

ALLURA VS HAGGAR OH YES BRING IT

she has a STICK OF VENGEANCE

and keith seamlessly steps into place when shiro’s out for the count noice

aaaa i don’t want any more of the blades to die, keith needs some galra role models who aren’t dead.

AHAHAHAHA FUCK YOU ZARKON

OH

OOOOOOH MY GOD

I

KINDA

DID I

CALL THAT I CAN’T

I THINK I CALLED THAT?

KINDA?? ??

????????????????????????

need to reread my own write-ups lol.

EITHER WAY

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IT COULD’VE ACTUALLY HAPPENED MAYBE I CALLED THAT TOO

I CAN DREAM

cmon hagger you’re smarter than this you didn’t need to power her up again.

FUCK YEAH ALLURA SPIRIT BOMB THAT SHIT

honestly compared to that the voltron vs robo zarkon just looks like two plastic toys thwacking around in space. v. boring.

NEVERMIND NEVERMIND I TAKE IT BACK

is he dead i hope zarkon’s dead

oh no shiro

keith ;A;

um.

UM.

SHIRO.

SHIRO THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO Read At 12:30 6/15/17 YOUR SQUAD.

oh fuck no zarkon’s alive????? god i hope she has a good reason to keep saving his ass.

her facial expression while he was unconscious. please let that reason not be love. honey you can do better. colran for example. date him. date a man who respects you. date a man who can make you laugh.

prince lotor hmm. depending on how similar he looks to his father i bet any ships with him will be the Problematic ones. shit i do like villains tho maybe i shouldn’t judge.

i’ll probably post a retrospective/summing up of my feelings of what i’ve seen as a whole/theories for the future/ships etc tomorrow bc i left it way too late in the evening to marathon the last episodes lol.