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[pridewon]

@cauterisen​​​ said:   30 minutes. That's how long it'll take Kimiko to get to Kenma's place in her cab. She always knew her video game-loving friend loved his privacy, and she definitely can tell from how he'd managed to find somewhere that took that long of a drive even in a place such as busy as Tokyo. Perhaps it's a safety issue too, given that he's a famous video game streamer now along with everything else. She's never minded though, and she especially doesn't mind it if it's for something like celebrating their mutual friend Kuroo Tetsurou's birthday. What do you do when you've known someone for 15 years? 15 years is most of Kimiko's currently short life and yet it feels like it's passed in a blur. She feels like their childhood and teen years flashed by when she wasn't looking, and it makes her feel a certain way… a certain forlornness almost. They'll never be the same kids they used to be and yet she's happy all the same. She's proud of her athletic and educational career, of the strong and independent person she is, and she's also proud of Kuroo for pursuing his dreams and finding a way to get other people to fall in love with volleyball the way he'd convinced her as a little girl. She would be remiss, of course, if she didn't acknowledge that he'd been a bit sneaky about the whole endeavor by using her competitiveness to get her to want to prove her volleyball skills to prove him wrong or show him up at first… But in the end, it didn't matter. She had fun playing, whether it be on her elementary school and high school teams or just with him or him her and Kenma. The skills she learned as a result of volleyball are ones that she'll cherish forever, but the people she's met because of volleyball are even more so. Kimiko wouldn't be the same woman she is today without Kuroo, and she doesn't want to know who she'd be without him in her life in the slightest. By this point, he's a part of her. A tall messy headed and sometimes irritating part of her, but part of her all the same. Kimiko looks at the time on her phone, at the setting sun, at the enamel charm hanging off her wrist. A white cat. For her friend's birthday, her gifts are small but simple. A tiny palm-sized volleyball signed by a player he'd been raving about on the international circuit that she'd had to hunt down for eons and a small box with a matching enamel charm of a black cat. She'd made the charm and a little hook to hang it on whatever he wished, and of course being the sappy woman she has always been the charms make a heart and attach because of course they do. Linking like they always do, they always have. (Apropos, she thinks.) The cab ride ends abruptly, bringing Kimiko's reverie to a close. Thanking the driver and leaving the taxi, she packs up her gift and bag and enters the code to the front door and enters. She waves to her friends, all Nekoma alumni, and even some Karasuno friends she recognizes before she sees the man of the hour himself. She doesn't wait for him to greet her though, simply wrapping the other in as tight an embrace as she can manage in front of everyone before pressing a kiss to the meaty part of his cheek. She sways a little, hanging off his neck and in the air. (Kuroo had always been far taller than she, a fact that he'd gleefully recount whenever the opportunity proved itself.) The wrapped box falls at their feet, though it's not the focus of attention for the former setter at the moment. "Happy birthday, dummy." Her laugh is tiny, high-pitched, airy."Didn't have too much fun without me, did you?"

Kuroo doesn’t really make a fuss of his birthday. Typically, other people make a fuss of his birthday for him (read: grandparents, sister, friends, sometimes) -- but instead ofgetting embarrassed or flustered about it? Kuroo chooses to embrace it. He embraces it, because other people making a fuss means an excuse for gatherings, for getting people together, and for the promise of a good time. Who cares if it is to celebrate a good volleyball game, a work promotion, the new year or his damn birthday?

Kuroo doesn’t really care, and is happy to lend the day of his birth as an excuse to get everyone to the same place. Kenma lends his house, Fukunaga has invaded the kitchen to lend his culinary talents in-between undecipherable jokes and puns, and other guests have steadily started to arrive - his old team, of course, at least for those still in Tokyo (Yaku was in the middle of finishing the season in Yekaterinburg, and Lev was?? somewhere in Florida for a shoot?? he had promised to call though, so there is that to look forward to). Even their old coach had made it to the celebrations, heading straight for the drinks after giving him a congratulatory pat on the back, because catching up and reminiscing old time without a drink is not an acceptable option, and Kuroo agrees with the sentiment. A few friends from Miyagi even made the trip for the day (Kuroo never thought he’d live to see Sawamura pouring sake for coach Nekomata, for here they are), and there are still a few late arrivals and...

Kuroo is mid-conversation when a sudden grip around his neck strangles his voice in his throat and a weight pulls him down like a damn tree folding under the weight of excessive rain... but quickly enough? A grin stretches across lopsided lips at the sound of a singsong voice spilling into his ear. 

Took you long enough.

“Oya? Look who shows up fashionably late.” He teases, affectionately patting Kimiko’s forearm as she enthusiastically strangles hugs him. His back is starting to hurt, but - he can indulge her for a moment. She’s been indulging him and his unreasonable passion for volleyball for years, after all. That, and his teasing, taunting, all-around charmingly unpleasant company. Truly, someone should perhaps contemplate giving Kimiko a medal of friendship. “Nah, we didn’t. We woudn’t dare. You’re scary when you suspect we’ve been having fun without you.” He jests; taking the moment she releases her grip as the perfect opportunity to tousle her hair with a snicker. Hey, it’s his birthday. He should be given a couple of free passes for the day.

Damn, it really has been fifteen years, hasn’t it. Fifteen years since Kenma nonchanlently introduced them to each other over a video games-filled afternoon; ha, he remembers it almost like it was yesterday. He doesn’t remember the game they played, but he does remember looking at Kimiko a little funny; because she was something new, and new things were still a little scary for the boy he was back then, and even if he had recovered his voice by the time of their first encounter? He had been a little more suspicious kitten than upbeat playmate. He had been lucky, he supposes, that Kimiko hadn’t minded that much, or that Kenma kept getting them together for video games afternoon. 

Her joining in their volleyball adventures had sealed a lifelong friendship, and Kuroo didn’t regret it for the world. 

At last, he notices the box that had tumbled to the floor; high silhouette bending down to pick it up and quickly inspect it before feline grin returns to features. “ ‘s that for me? Aw, you shouldn’t have.” Except she totally should have. Call it a special talent, but Kimiko has always had great taste in presents! And once again (perhaps even more than any year prior), she would prove him right. “C’mon, let’s go open it together. And grab a plate, Fukunaga’s paella is a culinary masterpiece.”

[too-many0-0fandoms]

I had a child encyclopedia that I memorised within the first 4 weeks ofgetting it..... My very first special instrest 🥹

I was both lol (and in the Internet age, I'd say obsessively browsing Wikipedia counts as reading the encyclopedia for fun.)

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[brucedinsman]

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[christinamac1]

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[beleth]

I wake up.my mom and her bf fight over Food. Ober fucking FOOD.

I walk to work instead ofgetting my mom to drive me. I look back and i see my moms van fuckinv following me??

[prenvii-moved]

morning

[ursawood]

hard being a horror fan when ur a big ol crybabey

[spaceizunia]

this is why i started posting my art on twitter... like i got 40 followers in one day for one piece of my art compared to here where i have tons of art up and you know how many ppl have followed in the past 6 months? five. five ppl. my recent art has 22 notes currently and only 4 of those notes are reblogs like..

im so done with tumblr

You know, this is why content creators end up abandoning their works, right?

80 likes compared to 10 reblogs means that only 12% of people decided that what you did is worth showing other people.

If you like the thing, reblog it. You don’t even have to add tags, just spread it so that a) other people can see it, and b) the creator gets recognition for what they did.

Obviously, those numbers are never going to match, but the divide should not be that huge.

It’s even more important right now, because tumblr is garbage and they’ve stopped allowing anything with an outside link from appearing in tags. Writers/artists cannot tag things to their twitter/store/writing website. That can cause a significant drop in views, especially for newer creators.

Like… we aren’t asking for much. A few reblogs. Reviews/comments. No creator should have to beg for that much.

[selfreport]

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[jammyjum]

this RESONATES I need my meds back SO BAD nothing WORKS anymore

sometimes i get so used to my adhd symptoms that i forget how omnipresent they are. now that i’m medicated for the first time in ages, the differences are stark

[shiningloki]

May I ask when you post another chapter ofGet On Your Knees And Pray To Me? It is just sooo good 🤭❤

This fic updates every Friday! I’m glad you’re enjoying it dear!! ☺️

[tinyaibou]

dude im so sick ofgetting sad as fuck after trying on mens pants and having nothing fit me im so sick of it i just want proper pockets and to feel nice in pants instead of Dysphoric fjakgkskkgkz

[chexawe]

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[emilyelizabethfowl]

Gaud, i want to write the story of his life now xD

Fun fact! According to folklorists, all myths, fairy tales and nursery rhymes that are about some dude named Jack are talking about the same guy

What this means is, that ever single one of the following

Jack Be Nimble (who jumped over burning candles for fun)

Jack the Giant Killer (who sold his cows for magic beans then robbed and killed a giant)

Stingy Jack (who tricked the devil so many times he was banned from both afterlives)

Jack of Jack and Jill (who splattered his head open falling down a hill)

Jack o’ Lantern (the headless horseman spirit of halloween)

Jack Frost (the spirit who heralds the end of autumn and the start of winter)

Are literally the same jackass who made so many bad life choices he ended up an immortal ice dullahan with a pumpkin serving as both his head and flashlight

[shiningliive]

I swear the photoshoots are rigged so you have less of a chance getting a UR of your best boy. Ive gotten a UR from every photoshoot within 1-3 pulls but I havent gotten Syo after 5+ pulls its so frustrating! Anyone else feel this way or do I really just have bad luck??

You’ve probably just had bad luck. Granted, everyone feels like they never get their best boy, but its probably just some sort of placebo effect or something. Getting any UR within 1-3 pulls is already really luck since the chance ofgetting a UR is only 2%. I have gotten a bunch of Syo and Otoya UR’s on the first pull but tdidnt get Ai after 11 so eh, who knows  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯