#kohi marri

[desi-yearning]

VERY SOON TO-BE WIFE I'M SHY PLEASEEEEEEEE

So what will I see today a face reveal, ..how this wedding go

Yeah... no. That's a pretty big no.

As my beloved very soon to-be wife @desi-yearning said, it's just a celebration of our love :D

[phoenixcoin]

❂⭃ Laws ⥷❂

❧ OC and Crossover Friendly. I will gladly write with any character be it OC or canon. If I don’t know your fandom or character, I will do research but I might not be the best at it so feel free to come infodump on me about the show or your muse at any time. About pages are appreciated.

❧ Shipping I am happy to ship with my muses for any muses that are of age. I ship based on chemistry, but feel free to come to me ahead of time and express interest so we can plot. I multiship and each relationship is handled as being in its own universe outside of others. Mun is sex-repulsed however, so smut will will be extremely rare on this blog. I will not ship with underage muses at all. Platonic shipping and friend groups are encouraged.

❧ About Connections I do not do exclusives at all, but I do take mains for my muses’ universe. You can find my current list of mains in the Bonds Page. Due to some anxiety issues I also do not do mains calls at all. If you wish to main with my muses, please come to me and ask directly. OCs can also act as mains for this blog.

❧ About Personals and Interactions Mutuals are free to send asks, make random starters, etc. etc. If you’re a personal blog, however, I ask that you not reblog my rp replies, as that will make things very confusing for me. If I follow you, I definitely want interaction, so please don’t hesitate. If we’re not mutuals and you want to interact, just follow me and I’ll check out your rules. I’ll only follow those that have their age clearly marked unless you already regularly interact with a mutual I trust. I require rp partners to be 18+, please. ❧ Please Follow RP Etiquette No godmodding (both in sense of conflict and character knowledge), no killing off my muses, have patience with response time and give me a chance to react to actions. Conflicts and battles must be plotted, and the winner must be decided by what benefits the narrative. If you want to talk about what your muse should know that can be plotted through as well. I don’t mind being reminded of threads, even if you spam, just please don’t get angry with me about it. ^^;;; If you can, also let me know when you’re well and truly finished with rping with me or want to let me go as a rp partner. You don’t have to give me an explanation or anything, it’s just so I can safely stop waiting on responses for threads, since I don’t consider them closed out unless we’ve reached a suitable place for that.

❧ Drama I will not participate in drama of any kind. Feel free to let me know if you truly believe that I am interacting with someone I should not be, but I will usually make that decision on my own. A lot of my mutuals don’t get along with each other for one reason or another and I tend to simply stay out of it. I won’t post drama but I don’t require you not to post it to interact. I simply won’t participate. And also, any and all hate sent into my askbox, anon or otherwise, will be deleted and ignored. I don’t respond to those either, if I feel it really is meant to just be hate.

❂⭃ Mun Info ⥷❂

Hello hello~ You can call me Kohi and I’ve been rping for while, but on Tumblr only about a year or so. I’m still learning how to work with this platform. I tend to post a lot of ooc, so if you’re not comfortable with that, please block my ooc tag. I am also very very afraid of people, even in online spaces, so I will have a really hard time reaching out to people. Please have some patience with me. I want to be everyone’s friend but I’m just really scared.

I would also like to mention here that I have a Sibling irl who I live with and is married! I will often refer to Sibling and their Spouse in my ooc posts!

Some additional info: ❧ Pronouns: She/her ❧ Age: 28 ❧ Timezone: gmt-6 ❧ DNI: Smut-heavy blogs, 18- roleplay partners

Blogroll: ❧ mystical-strawberry-sheep (multifandom OC) ❧ meadowthorns (fandomless OC multimuse sideblog) ❧ strawberry-barista (Sanae Hanekoma of TWEWY) ❧ networkscrambled (TWEWY multimuse sideblog) ❧ falseapostle (TWEWY OC w Pokemon verse) ❧ enchantedbrew (Cafe Enchante dual muse [Souan Awaki & Kaoru Rindo]) ❧ sweetlesson (Mr. Saguaro of Pokemon Scarlet & Violet)

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7.6.23 Thursday

7:09 am

Good Morning! It is just weird that shirt is really old... I had have that shirt since I was 9 years old believe it or not...

I'm still wearing shirt coz of avoiding rubbing the skin on my armpits, that some hair follicle is growing under the skin and due to humid weather the skin will get some rashes or the Hidradenitis suppurativa ( where the skin touches each other ).... To avoid blackening the armpits... The disadvantage of doing diy ( Do It Yourself ) and you can't open the ac ( though you have it ) coz you are on thrift...

So, angels if it is too hot or humid better wear shirt to avoid rubbing skin armpits that can cause us a dark armpits and it is really a sticky iw feeling if your skin armpit will rub on each other plus sweaty not a good idea...

Let's drink kohi or coffee...

Uncle Jun went to the forest of Georgia'Z ( I hate the group of Georgia'Z + Betsilog'Z ) I hate them still...

Uncle Jun is on his crocodile dundee today... Better than Judas ;)

7:23 am

I still had have having windblow trap and I'm not happy coz I can't get progress here and I feel angry with a mixed of bitterness and worst self-pity..

It suddenly pop-up in my head this Dra. MITCH again, I wonder why she came into my head early this morning that I knew that she is completely happy and doing her professional job ( which I kinda feel envious but I love her and happy for her ) and she is happily married again on the 3rd time unless they got annulled and she will be a free bird again... I don't know she just came up into my head now...

I remember some scenarios with Dra. Mitch... I remember we had a crush on a varsity basketball in De La Salle during college... Mine was hmmm... hmm....I think ☆Erwin☆ is the name ( my memory is returning hahah ) I called him Sakuragi coz I love watching anime's during my teenage years... And ☆Paolo☆ is the varsity crush of Dra. Mitch.

So, yeah! I love watching "Slumdunk" during my teenage years...

This is Sakuragi and I called Erwin as Sakuragi hahah

I think this is Mitsui and that would be Paolo of De La Salle...

We saw these 2 tall people or these 2 varsitarian in the circle ( rotary or traffic circle ) of De La Salle or at the entrance way of main road of De La Salle on the gate in-front of 7-11....

It is clearly returning in my head now the memory of Erwin and Paolo always sitting there at the cement benches of rotary entrance way... They had and have still long arms and long legs...

Mr JP my xbf who got the title of being the "Butt King" as far as I remember he was as well a basketball varsity but he didn't take it seriously but I heard Butt King was a good player ( player??? Of hhmmm hahah) during college...

It is so good to remember the younger days or they call it "De Ja Vu"???

8:40 am

I still wanna leave the hometown if I can't get progress here... I miss being me with Mitch.... I wanna show her my latest view about life...

I miss good old friends, I wonder where are they now...I'm really wondering... I wanna be ready if time comes... I wanna chill and drink coffee and talk...

I also wanna gain new friends on the uphill who can embrace my craziness...

I feel fat and ugly and old now and I'm panicking... I wanna do collagen even down there... Still, thinking of money and job and how to get a bf again, I want alien who can be my support system...

I have a windblow trap...

9:43 am

I have windblow trap... Lopez is cute ( just like Borgy now just for the description ), the owner of ☆Rusty Lopez☆ mainly leather shoes... I just saw him on TV but of course they are on TV and uphill....I bought some of my high school shoes there on their shops... I was a japnoy! A Japanese Filipino upbringing...

10:12 am

I just hate some mean people here and there and some wicked elementary friends here in Cavite declaring that they are my friends but they already linked with some people on TV and I don't even know...That I don't like...

I want new alien friends... I want new uphill friends...

12:12 noon

Done,eating lunch..

Part 2 of Aunt Karen's story.

A recap of Aunt Karen's story... I met her here 10 years ago she was with and still with Uncle DD ... So, this coming 2024 it will be our 11th year knowing each other... As far as I know she is really a policewoman and a college graduate... She was in cosplay for hobby and most of the time on a mission ( under cover )... She was so skinny decade ago and riding their motorcycle... Handling different clubs most of her friends are chinese and arab... She told me she can do in and out going to arab countries and was able to work on one of the princess there in arab world...She has lots of chinese friends here lately of within 10 years of knowing her....

But one time, there was this funny moment about her... It was 8 or 7 years ago.. They just visited us here on and off and bringing stuff here such as food and stuff that we need here. I was there in my room that one time, I slept in my room during those days...

This Aunt Karen sometimes she carried a branded bag and stuff such as her body shop lotion. Whenever I see her here, I just said hi and smiling at her at the beginning...

Then, one day of 8 or 7 years ago... I went down here in our living room and I saw them Uncle DD and Aunt Karen (calling them☆Mystery Lover'Z ☆ )... That time Uncle Jun went to the living room as well and went out (I saw Uncle Jun and heard looking for Aunt Karen ).

Then, when I entered the living room from my room... Timing Aunt Karen went out from the bathroom and suddenly shouting that where is my lotion? I was just quiet coz I was shocked just went down from my room... I said I don't know Aunt Karen, where did you put it? No one is here but you Aunt Karen said...I answered I just went down from my room but I saw Uncle Jun and heard searching for you and went out already....

But I didn't have any proof if Uncle Jun did something... But me? I just really went down from my room... Coz Aunt Karen was somehow reacting on me negatively she said I just put it here beside my bag! Where is it? Where is my lotion? ( The tone of her voice was irritated and somehow angry ). I was just really shocked!

So, that is Aunt Karen sometimes she carried branded like Celine and Secosana bags... Well, just her story here...

Plus, Aunt Karen for that 10 years, she never celebrate a New Year here with us... She is always in the club, celebrating New Year with the girls...

4:28 pm

I still have windblow trap... I feel bitter... Still, I wanna cry and kill people on net 25 perhaps... I HATE UNFAIR PEOPLE!

I still wanna leave the hometown... How can I exist? I wanna have new uppish friends and how to meet aliens here in Cavite to get a bf and be my support system...

5:18 pm

Uncle Jun is here already and he is coughing... He said he has flu, suddenly...

9:43 pm

Done, eating with John and his night time routine...

Even nana is kinda sick, she has slight runny nose and headache...

Thank God for good health! I usually have stress when I did a lot on a day here... Coz like what I posted everything here now is diy ( Do It Yourself )....There are days that I feel super tired coz of the stress plus I'm thinking of money and how to get a colored alien bf here coz I can't exist...

I also feel fat, ugly and old... I have to eat these days to put some energy in my soul coz I need strength... I exercise from time to time but due to some things that I need to do here in the house and taking care of John is really exhausting in my part....Yeah! We used to have helpers time that we can afford to give them salary, but these days we can't hire an assistant but I wish and hope a very sensitive partner in the future ( or in a lil while ) I know life is as well case by case....

11:47 pm

Why is RV reacted on me negatively, he gave me a thumbs down... I'm not expecting soon, if he is already there in New Zealand...

11:53 pm

In the Nutshell:

I really value relationship on any kind, coz any relationship with genuine friendship can move a mountain... Just like if you have even a small inch of faith in God, nothing is impossible....

[kohim]

Karachi evening

[chimielie]

ma'am please spare another soft ushijima headcannon...

anytime ❤️❤️

in line with shy ushijima i think he has a lot of reservations about touch, like he’s not gonna be able to initiate even hand holding right away without being super stiff and awkward and probably sweating a lot EXCEPT he will occasionally call you after a really hard practice (he doesn’t like texting) and ask to spend the night and when he gets to wherever you are he will just collapse on top of you and bury his face in your neck and smile very very slightly to himself because he’s home

[inukag-archive]

Hey there! Can I have some post canon (like they're all adults) smut one shots or short chaptered fics and stuff of inukag? I saw your other nsfw recs and quite enjoyed some of them! Please no trying for babies/mentions of that if possible tho, just funsies ! Tysm in advance!

We’ve got you covered, anon! We’re glad you enjoyed our other NSFW canon lists (which can be found here and here). For this list, we gathered fics that exclusively take place post-canon, hadn’t been previously recommended, and don’t include any mentions whatsoever of baby-making/parenting. Enjoy!

Diamonds and Moonglow by annabeth (E)

That whimper, right there, is what Inuyasha loves most about this.

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Mine by jaygirl987 (E)

She was so beautiful and pure. And his.

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Separation Anxiety by Belizar (M)

Post-manga. Following a nasty argument, Kagome leaves without telling her husband. Inuyasha follows her, determined to have the last word, but things don't go exactly as planned. Oneshot, IY/K. Rated M for mature themes.

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Any Night But This by Kohi wo Nomu (M)

When Kagome returned after three years, it was too close to the night of the new moon. A month later, they were still fumbling with their new relationship. By the third moonless night, she realized what he was doing. What she didn't understand was why he wanted their first time to be when he was human.

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InuKag Week 2022 (Chapter 3: Intimacy) by @lavendertwilight89 (E)

No summary provided.

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Lazy Morning by @akitokihojo (E)

Words don't always need to be spoken; body language plays a huge roll in communicating between a couple. Whatever it is that needs to be divulged can also be shown just as easily.

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Heavy Petting by @intoevernightfanfic (E)

While lying in bed with Inuyasha, Kagome discovers a very specific way to get him off -- playing with his ears.

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The One With The Fantasy Type Thing by @shinidamachu (NR)

InuYasha reveals one of his sex fantasies to Kagome. What, oh what will happen next? Post-canon.

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Love Blooms by @angelhart79 (E)

A short post-manga/anime fic. Three years they have been separated, but now they are back together. Kagome is enjoying her reunion with the dog-eared hanyou and is experiencing the pleasures of a married life.

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exposure by Anonymous (E)

Kagome knows a thing or two about what it means to be vulnerable.

Or: Inuyasha turns into a human like he always does, and they have sex.

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Towards the Day After Tomorrow by littlekitsune1 (E)

Set directly after the events of the CD drama "Asatte." Inuyasha is affected by Kagome's particular tone of voice when saying that "Sit," and having settled into married life, well... one thing leads to another, that night.

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Stay With Me Forever by infolol (E)

He could have hurried, he really should have hurried– just as he did when he was looking for her– but something in his mind wouldn’t let him. So he walked. Inuyasha could only hope that Kagome wouldn’t comment on his slowness, especially given how cold it was starting to become, the snow getting heavier every second. He felt her nuzzle into his neck, her grip getting a bit tighter.

Her voice came out as a whisper, if not for his heightened senses, he probably wouldn’t have even been able to hear her. “You’re so warm.”

The next words out of his mouth were not thought through, in fact, he had no idea why they came out in the first place- his mind was practically blank as he spoke,

“I could stay with you tonight, if you’d like.”

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Something New by King Baka (E)

Inuyasha decides to try something new in the bedroom. A post-manga Inu/Kag PWP.

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Claiming What is Mine by @starlingchildgazingatthestars (E)

Post-canon. When Kagome takes care of a strange man, who'd collapsed ill outside their village, Inuyasha is wrought with jealousy and desire to reclaim what is rightfully his... Thankfully, Kagome couldn't agree more.

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Bond by @dyaz-stories (E)

Kagome has a suggestion for her husband, and though he's not convinced at first, he might get into it.

[shingia]

4:19pm

↳ timeskip!sakusa x gn!reader | fluffy fluff

↳ word count : 0.7K

most people learn how to rollerblade at about six years old. it is not sakusa kiyoomi’s case.

to be perfectly honest, today’s weather conditions are not optimal for a first lesson. the drizzle of the afternoon strewed the sidewalk with tiny puddles that he’s already eyeing with a wary eye. but sakusa’s a weak-willed person when it comes to saying no to you.

“come on, try to let go of me now”, you pour your heart into reassuring this grown 6’3 man. but his wobbly legs and strong grip on your wrist let you know that he’s not quite ready yet.

“i can’t. i’m gonna fall. and it’s not like you’ll be able to catch me”. he suddenly tightens his grip, as - once again - it feels like the ground is sliding under his own feet. god, he hates this so much.

a slightly offended gasp slips out of your already smiley lips, “yes i will ! look how strong these biceps are”.

but sakusa’s not buying it. sure, you have much more balance in your shoes that he does in his rollerblades, but your ridiculous attempt at flaunting your muscles only reminds him of how much he’ll crush you if he falls.

“ok let’s just take this one step after the other. no pressure” you start, making one tiny step forward in hope that it will not induce another rush of panic like it did ten minutes ago.

but you’re lying. there is pressure on sakusa’s shoulders. and it’s coming from none other than the old couple feeding the birds on the nearest bench.

“they’re laughing at me” he whispers, pausing between his words as he’s carefully avoiding any pebble that might make him trip. “i heard them”

giving a little squeeze to his cold hands that you’re still holding, you roll your eyes : “babe, stop. nobody’s laughing at you, just look at me and focus on-”

but the words stay stuck in your throat as you’re suddenly being pulled to the ground by a gigantic but familiar strength.

all the air is being sucked out of your lungs in a second - yet a teary giggle is your only answer to sakusa’s immediate worry about unintentionally hurting you. your tailbone hurts like hell, and so does his. but neither of you let it show.

“show me your hands” he orders you, making sure that your scratches aren’t too deep. a disapproving click of the tongue later, a reprimand leaves his mouth “this isn’t funny! what if you had fallen headfirst?”

but it seems like the more concerned he is, the more uncontrollable your laughter gets.

cursing under his breath, he reaches into his pocket, looking for a tissue to wipe the dust off of your hands and forearms.

but less than thirty seconds later, and despite the tears that are blurring your vision, you notice two silhouettes approaching. one of them is holding a wooden cane.

“here, kid. take this” a quavering voice tells sakusa, as an even shakier hand holds out an embroidered tissue.

endearment and lighthearted amusement are painted all over the old couple’s faces. thinking of it now, they might have laughed at you at some point. but can you really blame them? two adults spread out on the ground, libs entangled. one of them unable to get up because of laughter, the other one because of his rollerblades. it must be a pretty funny sight.

but as the older woman offers you her hand, her eye is caught by the golden ring adorning your fourth finger. her eyesight is not as great as it used to be, but after a slight squint of the eyes, she’s able to read what’s engraved in the metal: the date of last saturday.

slowly pulling you up, she shifts her gaze to her husband, who’s trying his best to help your clumsy boyfriend getting up. and he instinctively looks back at her with loving eyes. silent communication.

they’re quick to look back at the two of you, a smile tugging at the corner of their wrinkly lips :

“welcome to married life, kids”

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[catzula]

"that's salt, not sugar" with your choice of character!

BAHAHAHA IM SO SORRY ABOUT THIS kohi tysm for sending something in and im sorry I made it a crackfic (I think) it was just really fun to write

Synopsis: love is sweet but divorces can be a little,,, salty.

Send me a random sentence and I'll make it an angst drabble!

Marrying Osamu Miya was the best decision of your life.

You had your most beautiful memories with him, the best years of your life were the best because he was there with you, holding your hand, smiling into the kiss he presses on your cheek.

You loved him, with all your heart- but things sometimes go wrong, and this time what went wrong was his love for you.

"I don't love you anymore."

The moment he spoke those to you, you knew it all was over. What he said was something you'd been aware of for the longest time, you werent dumb, you could feel him drifting away, you could feel his kisses getting monotonous, his touch out of obligation, his words of love, of habit.

But as long as it wasn't confirmed, hope lived strong in your heart, hope that it wasn't true, you were reading too much into things, he was just tired, stressed- any excuse you could find.

But then came the inevitable.

As he stared at your tear-damp face, grey eyes cold and unforgiving- you only came to realize Osamu Miya had no love left for you.

"Please, 'Samu," you tried to reason still, despite his almost mocking gaze, "I'll try harder, I'll make you happy, I beg you to give us another chance!"

Your hands grasped around his hand, you were on your knees as you begged for this one thing- and you wonder what you've done to make him hate you do that he wouldn't even bring you up to your feet as you trembled on the cold ground of your shared home.

"Let me go," he had hissed at you, instead, shaking his hand to make your weak grip on him let go. "I'll send you the divorce papers."

It's unfair, you had thought. How easy it is for him to leave as you cried on the ground, alone and cold as you watched the one man you've ever loved leave your home.

The moment you had taken the cursed pile of white paper in your cold, shaking hands, the last piece of hope had died with it. Everything, the last six years you had spent with the love of your life, was now getting discarded that easily. You thought, you might- might hate him for how easy he made it look.

But you never really thought you'd plot in your head to kill him.

"What about-" you remembered sobbing that night he had left you, "what about our son?"

He hadn't answered that that night, but as you now scanned the paper you were holding, you had your answer.

The bastard was demanding full custody.

What first was an ache in your heart, shaking your body, leaving you so vulnerable because you had just lost your dearest person was now turning into blind, hot rage.

You don't even remember how you dialed his number, your heart beating in your ears enough to have you deaf, hands shaky as you waited for him to pick up.

"Wha-"

"I'll fucking murder you." You curse as soon as you hear his lazy tone. "I will fucking murder you, you hear me, Miya? If you ever try to take my child away from me, I will not let you live."

~

"Osamu, go help your wife in the kitchen!" Your aunt laughs somewhere in the garden, making you curse her whole existence.

Ever since you had learned about him suing for full custody, you and Osamu weren't exaclty on... good terms.

Your hands start trembling with anger as you hear his grunt of approval, lazy footsteps making their way into the kitchen.

It was your son's birthday.

The divorce was so sudden, you couldn't tell him or anyone in your families that you hated each other to the guts with your husband, and you sure didn't want to ruin your sons birthday toast with, "clink, clink! May I have your attention? Baby, congrats on your birthday, I love you so much- you're so different from your bastard of a father over here. Oh, also, we're getting a divorce."

"Hey," the gray haired man strolls in with all his seriousness, aware of your fury that would make anyone's skin crawl. Not his, though- no, Osamu Miya is immune to your anger. Instead, he squints his eyes at you, or rather what you have in your hands, and smiles.

"That's salt, not sugar." He laughs right before you add the substance to your son's birthday cake batter. "Don't even know the difference? This is why I'm demanding custody, I want my son to live-"

His sentence is cut together by a loud crash, followed by the sounds of broken glass.

Osamu's grey eyes widen as they close on to the dented wall only a millimeter away from his head, and then to the broken glass shreds and crystals of salt mixing together on the ground.

Did you just-

Yes you did.

You just threw a glass of salt at your husband's head.

Well, happy birthday to your son, I guess.

[milktyama]

— ☕︎ JUST US AGAINST THE WORLD

synopsis: the professional world against you two.

a/n: um yea more kageyama content ☝😁

pairing: kageyama tobio x reader

genre: angst to fluff, established (married) relationship

wc: 674

HQHANGOUT x HQCAFÉ COLLAB!!

thank you @kohi-zeri @sugawaaras for beta-ing <3

❥︎ mild manga spoilers, one (1) mention of soup (does this count a warning)

Sometimes being with a world renowned professional volleyball player can get quite lonely.

Kageyama Tobio often had a packed schedule. Even though there were many home games, there were just as many — if not, more — away games. And when they were home games, they would take place in the next region. Aside from games, the practice schedule was also quite rigorous.

Practices began in the morning as early as dawn, and practices ran in the night as late as midnight. Days off would often be spent resting, the majority of the day being in bed or bathing in a hot epsom salt bath. Sometimes, those days off are spent at the physiotherapist, making sure that his body was at 100%. 

During the peaks of the sport season, only a few meals were shared together during the weekends, very few words being spoken at the moment of the supper. There were maybe a few questions asked, replies simply being a few hums or one-worded responses. 

There were times that promises were made for a shared meal, though they would end up with a cold bowl of soup on the table. Other times, the time spent at the table was so short that before you could even take a seat, he was already scurrying towards the door. 

Important dates were also forgotten, even if they were circled with a bright red marker and displayed on the fridge door, which could be easily seen from anywhere in the apartment. Texts went from paragraphs to single messages, and video calls went from hours to minutes. 

Sometimes being with a world renowned professional volleyball player can get quite lonely.

But other times it can be quite fulfilling. 

The feeling of standing by the door right before an important game, smoothing out the wrinkles on his shirt with a determined smile on both of your faces. Standing in the stadium, hand in hand with him, giving it a little squeeze when you noticed that his breathing had halted. 

Giving him a reassuring look and a small peck on his cheek, the electrifying sensation spread through his body. The moment in the locker room, he took a long look at his wallpaper, a picture of you and him displayed on his lock screen.

You stood in the stands, sporting his spare jersey. Though it has been washed many times, you could still smell the freshness of it as if it were just made, with a lingering scent of his cologne he sprayed purposefully for you. Your face was painted with the colours of the Japan flag, the initials “K.T.” and the number 09 written with black eyeliner on the apples of your cheekbones. 

The feeling upon seeing his figure walk onto the court of the stadium, cheers drowning the loud beating of your hearts. Gripping onto the railings so hard that your knuckles turned white. A small bead of cold sweat dripped from both of your foreheads.

The moment of the loud whistle rang through your ears, every player taking their respective place on the court. The smell of leather enhanced as the bright ball was placed in his hands, the feeling of every small dent on it also being amplified. 

Taking a deep breath, the loud cheers were suddenly silenced, only one distinct voice was audible to his ears. His right hand went straight towards the base of his neck, grasping onto the silver band that was dangled around his neck. He brought the cold metal up to his lips, giving it a small kiss before smiling confidently towards the opposite side of the court, eyes glimmering as adrenaline rushed through his veins. 

Sometimes being with a world renowned professional volleyball player can get quite lonely, but the recurring rush you get being by his side time after time, would never amount to anything else. 

Being able to kiss his lips and call him yours, even when it felt like the world was against the two of you, it was truly an experience that was one of a kind.

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[strxnged]

Hey hey bae:) when you’re feeling up to it you should ship your mutuals with other mutuals 🤪

HIHIIHI okay im gonna do ppl off the top of my head because i can. also these are all platonic ships because :D

@tobi-momo + @kouushiii mhm mhm mommuga's life/ij

@kailleis-sunshine + @elektrosonix marry me

@h-grangerstudies + @daddyjackfrost sexy smart power couple let's goooo

@kohi-zeri + @shoyotime gosh you both intimidate me so much but in the best way.

@xstar-kidx + @kozu-zumi PLS you guys are meant to be i don't make the rules

@teesumu + @ohajime CUTEST BANTER IT SENDS ME EVERY TIME.

@aki-galaxy + @flushphoria HELP YOU GUYS ARE SO <33

@missmorosis + @floralkawa WAHIUWAHSHUAWUWHHWU FHDAHSDUHAUDSUAH

@tesoromia + @haikyuutothetop YOU TWO YOU TWO HAVE THE SAME ENERGY YOU BOTH MAKE ME FEEL VERY HAPPY AND COMFORTABLE please marry each other

@kirishimas-manly-eyeliner + @elektrosonix mmmmmmarry me

that's all for now because i have a lot of asks to still get through

[meliaaizawa]

LOTTE

Mei and Sho get a cat together.

*Meiya’s POV*

Shota opened the apartment door for me as he tried to hold all his grocery bags in hand. “Thank you,” I said, also doing my best to hold onto the many bags I had in my arms without dropping them. I managed to make it to the kitchen counter before putting them all down. “Whew! We should be set for the next couple weeks,” I said, looking over all the groceries we had purchased. Shota placed his groceries on the counter next to mine and nodded before beginning to pull things out of the bags to put them away. Shota was always the best help around the apartment, helping me clean and do chores… At first, I thought he did so because I did an insufficient job at keeping things neat… but really, he just helps me because he loves me, I can tell.

I began to follow suit, pulling out groceries and putting them away, when I noticed Sho’s black cat had appeared and entered the kitchen. He came up to me and rubbed up against my leg. I admit I have never been a big cat person, but cats have always seemed to be drawn to me for some reason. Since knowing Shota, however, cats have kind of grown on me, though I still wouldn’t call myself a cat person. “Hey, Kohi, I got you something!!” I said, reaching into a bag and pulling out some dried fish that I bought at the convenience store. I bent down and gave it to him, which he gratefully took, causing him to give me even more attention as I continued to put things away.

“You really do love him, don’t you?” Shota commented as he watched Kohi follow me around. We have had several conversations through the years about cats, and he was unsure how I would handle living with a cat after we got married. I shrugged and said, “I guess so… he reminds me a lot of you.” I picked him up and held him in my arms, looking into his yellow eyes. “He likes to sleep all day, always hides in dark places from the rest of the world, is grumpy and unfriendly… and for some reason has a soft spot for me,” I said, smirking at my husband as I held Kohi in my arms. “He truly is your cat,” I added.

Shota smiled smally as he walked over to me and began to pet Kohi’s head, which caused him to blink slowly and sleepily. He took the cat from my arms and laid him on the couch, where he curled up and went to sleep. “See what I mean?? So cute,” I commented as I watched Kohi drift off to sleep in the middle of the day like Shota did so frequently. “I’m just relieved you two get along so well,” Shota said, watching me watch Kohi. I looked up at him to see his small smile still on his face, which melted my heart. Maybe I wasn’t thinking straight when an idea popped into my head.

“Oh… we forgot to pick up something at the store!” I said. Shota furrowed his brow and said, “what? We got everything on the list.” “It wasn’t on the list… It’ll be a quick trip,” I said, going over to the door and lacing up my Converse. Shota grumbled, “well, I’m not going.” “Please, Sho? I need your help… We can take a nap as soon as we get back,” I said. He sighed deeply and put on his shoes silently and walked out the door with me. We walked a block before arriving at the small pet store we passed by daily. I stopped in front of it and began to walk towards the door, and Shota watched as I did so. I turned to look at him, and he gave me a look as if to say “this isn’t the grocery store…”

I smiled back at him and answered his look, “I never said it was more groceries that we had to get… I want us to pick out a cat to get together!” I could see the frustrated expression of having to go out again lift slightly from his face as he made his way towards the shop entrance. We walked in and spoke to the owner, who proceeded to lead us to where the kittens were being held. “A new litter was born just last week, so there are several options to choose from,” she said as she directed us to the pen where there were several little kittens.

Shota and I looked at them, some of them playing with each other and some of them sleeping. One orange kitten, slightly chunkier than the others, caught my attention, as she was sitting in the corner of the pen eating by herself. “What do you think about that one?” I whispered to Sho. He smiled smally at me and nodded. “May I pick her up?” I asked the shop owner. “Of course!” she said. I reached down and picked up the kitten, and she relaxed in my hands as I held her. I then handed her to Shota, and she relaxed at his touch as well. “We’ll take her,” Shota said, already able to tell that we had formed a bond with the little fat cat.

We paid and headed out of the store, getting home in no time. Kohi was still asleep on the couch but stirred awake at the noise of our return. “Kohi! We have a new friend for you,” I said, slipping off my shoes and carrying the new cat over to him. He didn’t seem to mind the new cat and licked the top of her head affectionately. Shota snuck past me and laid down on the couch. I placed the kitten on his chest, who curled up and fell asleep, then I snuggled myself next to Sho. “She needs a name,” he said, petting her gently and closing his eyes. “Hmmm… Lotte,” I said. He smiled sleepily, not opening his eyes. “Like the snack?” he asked, knowing the brand of my favorite Marching Koala matcha cookies. “Yep,” I said, closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep next to him.

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[ohimesama]

11.13.22 Sunday

1:10 am

It is fixed already ( our glass sliding door,going to the kitchen) ... There are so many ticks now in the house seems a spell.. I need a lysol,whew!

John needs some sprays....Is it the season of ticks? Or spell here...

I told John to sleep on the other sofa coz there are so many ticks, it is really weird...

I'm planning to do a bit of general cleaning in the living room tomorrow and do my best to mix a cleaning solution... I need to figure out,how to remove this ticks...

So,difficult to clean the house if you are just on the low-tech ways... Even on taking care of my bebeh John,these days I'm on manual on him.... Very tight budgeting... ( So,difficult to be on a manual. I wanted to cry coz I don't wanna give up on loving John. So,damn hard to check his entire body and remove all the ticks manually).

I need to have some self-fulfillment, a job... I need money these days...

My personal issue:

I feel fat and ugly and I'm aging without achievement coz of this fucking windblow trap started here in Cavite with mixed of INC, in short their fucking cult...

Theory & Truth:

One of the reasons I don't wanna get married now, coz of so many factors to be considered such as money...My beauty and point of view of having future with someone...

I don't know if I can still give birth...One of my frustrations these days... And I have complex of wanting it and I don't want coz of what am I experiencing now... Difficult to have a very tight budgeting. Another thing,I'm on my menopausal stage due to stress of this fucking windblow cult...

You wanted to see old roads but then it seems wrong timing and probably some old roads also facing a personal problem on money,perhaps.

I wanna see Donkey and Camel literally and on the other side adoring their face such as the arab man of Prince Of Dubai of Al Maktoum... That you want that face if ever I wanna have a future lil creature but we can't tell... Stability and chance of meeting someone along the way...

10:16 am

Woke-up late apparently coz I slept late yesterday awhile ago...

Just half-awake and sleep around 8am and I noticed Uncle Jun is no longer existing here, I mean went to his baranggay kingdom...

I started cooking around quarter to 10am... Had my kohi and will have more... Stand-by on my creditZ... I need money and need to get a job in a lil while...

Grandmother done on her service today,thank God for some dinosaur friends and for making us dinosaurs...

I need to buy stuff for me and for some personal things and for my bebeh John and other things.

I wanna do nose perfection and wanna be with camel and donkey...

11:29 am

After eating lunchie with my bebeh John will try some extra cleaning here with my own DIY sprays but hoping to go back on Lysol,of course!

My cinnamon spray repellant and for air freshener. I saw my old bottle of cinnamon oil here it was for my pot pourri way back...

My zonrox and apple cider vinegar with water sprays... In a lil while...

12:44 noon

Start of cleaning with bebeh John...

3:05 pm

My partner is knock down,afternoon nap...

Still,cleaning...Scrubbing the wall with apple cider vinegar & water, it whitens the wall...Wow!

4:43 pm

Whew! Done,cleaning even the sofa and the entire table in the living room and I sprayed a vinegar under the table...

Time for relaxation...Almost 4 hours of cleaning, Iced Coffee time...Still,having the windblow trap and still thinking of money and wanna be with donkey and camel...

6:23 pm

I feel bitter, I wanna leave the hometown... I wanna see upper friends but it seems also having a money problem...

In a lil while will be 50, I wanna see donkey and camel and I want people with maturity... I hate being used by other people that I don't know coz I will be the user now... Hating the cult of Manalo!

I hate if they are skinnier than me...

8:57 pm

Done,doing our night time routine with my bebeh John... Drinking my coffee now,chilling before taking my shower... Tired the whole day as always here...

Probably will go live stream in Tagged later 11 or 12 midnight... Hope angels can accompany me later...

My personal case:

I still have the windblow trap and I'm so scared of it....Will be 50 tomorrow and no achievement... I'm a Biology graduate batch 2004, proudly product of De La Salle University here in Dasmarinas Cavite...

This cult of Manalo is so unfair for holding my wings and made me nothing for 15 years since 2007...

I need money and wanna have my own individuality... Wanna see donkey and camel...

10:47 pm

Can't do live stream angels,I have skin allergy on my face, it is reddish... whew!

Some other time like probably tomorrow...

Whew! I still have this windblow trap,more vent-out later, I just need to dry my hair...

11:22 pm

Theory & Truth:

I still have the windblow trap and so many fake people in this world... I feel frustrated... Sometimes,I hate some men that I have an imagination in my head to stab those particular some men....

I want growth in me... I need money... I hope an old road can protect me even as friends coz we were just people having the same alma mater...

Yeah! I feel fat and ugly every now and then but the show must go on... Hating women who are judging me and as if they care but they just wanna compete on the angle of showing maturity to men and probably hooking up with my exes or men that I liked or presently like...