#mitoshi

[think-of-palestine]

準備の様子です。

[attractive-curves3]

赤ちゃん土俵入り - 御年神社, 三股, 北諸県, 宮崎 Baby sumo ring debut ceremony - Mitoshi Shrine/Mitoshi Jinja, Mimata, Kitamorokata, Miyazaki

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[twosecondstreet]

Seven Eleven versus Mitoshi Matsumoto

Nov 23rd is Japanese Labor Thanksgiving! 🦃 Let's learn about a recent labor struggle that blew up on Japanese media #twosecondstreet #seveneleven

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It's Okay To Celebrate, You Know? (Big Windup)

Guess who's watching Big Windup??? 👀 A good friend of mine has convinced me- and I'm honestly loving it so much??? The characters are such sweethearts and I just- GAH! I had to write for them! This is my gif to you friend :) I hope y'all like it!

This takes place around Ep. 3-8, so spoilers ahead!

Summary: Takes place after the practice game against Mitoshi. Everyone’s celebrating their victory but Mihashi’s quiet. Abe decides to investigate.

“WE DID IT!!!!” Tajima led the victory cheer, a chorus of voices flooding the room as everyone clinked their cups, spilling water, juice, and some booze (Coach Maria’s cup) on the table. Laughter and song broke out, Hanai grabbing onto Izumi as they began singing “We Are The Champions” by Queen.

Abe hid a smile behind his water, shaking his head as Tajima tackled the wailing duo, earning more laughter. Even though it was only a practice game, it was hard not to be giddy. Not only did they win their first game of the season, they also got Mihashi as their official ace.

That and the addition of putting Mitoshi Academy in their place after all they’ve done to the nervous kid. Ah, sweet victory.

Still- something was off. The man of the hour wasn’t here. Mihashi all but passed out when the game was said and done, so he expected him to arrive late. When he didn’t show up at all, he decided to go find him.

“Mihashi? Mihashi, are you there?” He called as he poked his head into the room they left him. The futon was empty, folded and put away neatly. He must have got up at some point and left. Extra weird.

“Oh man. Mihashi!” He called out, louder this time. He doubted anyone at the party would hear him. He walked along the borrowed house until he came to the backyard, finding their pitcher curled up on himself by a nearby tree. “Good grief, man- why the hell do you hide yourself in the oddest of places?” Abe called as he ran up, coming up short when he was before him. “Mihashi?”

The pitcher was shaking- and Abe could make out the faint sound of tears. It wasn’t uncommon for him- Mihashi was as the coach put it “Extra in-tune with his emotions”. Still- they won! Why was he upset?

Unless…

“Mihashi?” Abe kneeled down, trying to find his friend’s face. “Mihashi, look at me.”

The pitcher squeaked, as if suddenly aware he was there. Slowly, he peeked up from behind his arms, meeting Abe’s eyes. He looked..a mess. Tear-stained and flushed, lips wobbly. He tried to speak, but his voice came out in a low crack.

“A-Abe..?” He tried, a sob breaking his voice. “S-Sorry..”

The catcher resisted the urge to sigh, scooting forward and grabbing Mihashi’s knees. “Why are you apologizing? Hell- why are you crying? We won, you’re the ace for our team now. Are you not happy?”

“N-No, no I am! I-I…” Mihashi teared up more, and Abe reached into his pocket, pulling out tissues. “Oh…?”

“Come on- we both know you need these.” Abe waved them at him, relieved when Mihash used them to clean his face, blowing his nose. “There- now that you don’t look like a freshly washed potato, can you tell me what’s up?”

“P-Potato-” Mihashi’s mouth flattened, then twitched, a wet giggle escaping. “Sh-Shut up.” Then he got all wide eyed and slapped a hand over his mouth.

“Make me.” Abe grinned, oddly proud. He even made him laugh! 

 Hm…

Without any warning, the hands on Mihashi’s knees began to squeeze, making the pitcher squeak and jump. “Aehehahahhaha! Ahahahhahbehehehehhe! Whahhahahhait!” He cried, doubling over.

“No way! You’re our new ace- we can’t have you moping on party night.” Abe wiggled his fingers beneath his knee, snickering when Mihashi squealed, leg kicking out on reflex. “Man, you’ve got pretty ticklish knees, don’tcha? I bet you’re just as bad everywhere else.”

“Ahehahahhahahahaa! Mahahhahahybehehhehehe?” He giggled out, sinking down the tree as he tried wiggling away. Abe took this opportunity to grab him by the belt, pulling him flat on his back and sitting on his thighs. “Ah! Ahahahhahabe- wahahhhahahit!”

“Tell me why you’re crying and I will.” Abe demanded, easily grabbing one of his wrists and pushing it above his head. “I’m waiting.”

Mihashi made a whimpering sound, clearly torn. Tell the truth or get tickled. Then he pressed his lips shut and shook his head, stubbornly refusing.

“Tch. Pitchers. Always so stubborn in doing what they want.” Abe tsked, pausing for dramatic effect. Then he latched his hand onto Mihashi’s belly, drilling past the fabric of his shirt and into the soft parts of his belly.

“AHEHAHHAHAHAHA!” Mihashi all but shrieked, arching at the touch. He squirmed to and from, cheeks a bright pink and eyes squeezed shut as he flailed. “Ahehahhaahhahabe! Ahahahahhahbe it tihihihiihihihickles!”

“Does it now? I think that’s the point?” Abe teased, almost in awe at just how ticklish he was. No matter where he poked or pinched, he got a similar if not the same reaction from the anxious boy. It was like his torso was just one big tickle spot.

Feeling bold, he wiggled a finger into Mihashi’s armpit just to see what would happen.

“AHEHEHEHHAHAHHAAAH!” Another shriek, this one louder. The arm he was holding tugged aggressively, almost breaking free.

“Oh ho ho, is this a bad spot?” Abe teased. Weakness located.

“Yhehahahahas! Yehhahah-AHAHHAHHAHBE!” Mihashi shrieked when Abe dug into his armpit freely, going right for the center. “AHEHAHHAHAHAHAHA I’M GOHHAHAHAHA DIIHIHIIHIE!”

“No you won’t- I know CPR. I’ll bring you back.” Abe grinned, pausing again when he heard Mihashi wheeze. “Ready to tell me?”

“Ahhehhhe…ehehehhehehe!” Mihashi nodded vigorously, giggling harder when Abe wiggled his fingers above his armpit threateningly.

“Promise?”

“Prohohohohmise! Prohohoohmise proohohmise proohohohmise!” Mihashi squealed, gasping for air when Abe climbed off him, sitting by and watching him curl up. “Ahehhhehe..heheh..hehh…”

“Ready?” Abe asked after some time, watching Mihashi’s breathing return to normal.

“....No.” Mihashi winced, sitting up. “But a promise is a promise…”

Silence, and then…

“I feel bad.” He confessed, burying his face in his arms.

“For Mitoshi?” Abe raised a brow. Figures.

“..Yes, but um…and for you.” Mihashi confessed, winching again when Abe stared. “H-Here me out! I made you worry…”

“Made me-” Oh. Oh… “Dude, was I that obvious?” Abe blinked, slightly embarrassed.

“A little.” Mihashi nodded, cringing. “Sorry- this is so-I’m not good-”

“Spit it out, already!” Abe demanded. Mihashi squeaked.

“I’m sorry I made you worry that I’d agree to go back to Mitoshi but I also feel bad for turning them down and beating them because Kanou looked sad and I just don't like making people worry and sad!” The entire sentence came out in a rush, the last bit flying out of his mouth in almost a blurred bubble of gibberish. Mihashi buried his face in his knees, ears bright red.

Abe stared, letting the rushed confession fall over him. Then he sighed, reaching out and shoving the other lightly. “Dude. Chill- it’s fine.”

Mihashi peeked at him. “I-it is?”

“Yeah. You don’t need to apologize; especially since you’ve made your choice.” Abe sat back on his hands, looking up at the setting sun. “I was…worried, when you were looking at them like you wanted to be a part of their team again. But when asked, you said no and stayed. That’s what matters. So eh…” Abe cleared his throat, ears pink. “Sorry for uh…making you worry about me.”

Mihashi sat up, watching him. “You know, you’re a good person, Abe.”

“Shut up.” Abe waved him off, ears reddening more. Mihashi smiled.

“Do you think Kanou will be okay though?”

“Pfft- that guy? Please; he’ll either get over it in a night or put it towards improving so he can beat you.” Abe turned back with a grin, holding out a fist. “We just gotta keep improving too so he can’t ever do that. Let’s keep giving it our all, alright?”

“Yeah!” Mihashi lit up, tapping his fist against Abe’s. No more tears- his face was as open and bright as the sun.

“Good. Now- let’s go eat before Tajima eats our share of dinner.” The catcher got up, pulling Mihashi with him. “He’s considered clean up, not just on the field.”

“Too bad he can’t put that title to use when it’s his turn to do the dishes.” Mihashi mumbled without thinking about it.

Abe threw his head back and cackled, the arm around Mihashi’s neck nearly sending them both stumbling. Mihashi’s chest swelled with pride.

Maybe it was okay to celebrate.

Thanks for reading!

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[thesyntheticflyingmachine]

i’m one of the most ‘feminine’ (for the current definitions of the word) people i know, but if i ever get married i think i might want to wear a jumpsuit or pantsuit. at first i was like ‘oh teuta mitoshi, bhldn lace-encrusted ivory fairy dress or maybe a figure-flattering sweetheart neckline mermaid gown’ but i thought. a suit would be fun. i could wear a lace suit. i could wear a sequin one. that would be soooooo slay

it’d be even better if i married a man and he wore a dress but in a ‘masculine’ way. or i got married to a woman and she’d wear a black dress.

[noticemedeku]

Can I please get a hug? :)

YES im full of hugs, so ofc luv 🥺💗💗!!

[weeabslut]

— Sakura, Saku : icons (1/2)

[think-of-palestine]

水戸市で行われたパレスチナのためのチャリティーバザーの展示の様子です。

[attractive-curves3]

赤ちゃん土俵入り - 御年神社, 三股, 北諸県, 宮崎 Baby sumo ring debut ceremony - Mitoshi Shrine/Mitoshi Jinja, Mimata, Kitamorokata, Miyazaki

[rapunkzle]

desperately want an occasion to wear a $500 dress to

[gureshinlover]

Them💕

This is one of my favourite ship dynamics

[kerryjanesblog]

Fabulous blue organza dress...

👗💙👗💙👗💙👗💙👗

Dona Mitoshi from PINTEREST

[incorretdrocquotes]

Hitomi: "2 to the 1 to the 1 to the 3"

Mitoshi: "I like good people and saving the trees"