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[calqlate]

THE LOVE & DEEPSPACE MLS AND THEIR KDRAMA ML COUNTERPARTS

INCLUDES: rafayel + sylus + xavier + zayne

WARNING(S): might be ooc bc i don't really keep up with the lore so there might be some inconsistencies (oops) (pls be gentle) (it's 10pm here and my brain is running on adrenaline) + contains some canon lore drops ig

MASTERLIST

NOTE(S): i will never stop inserting my fandoms into kdramas bc i love seeing worlds collide. anw pls partake in this brainrot with me 🤩

— RAFAYEL

ryu sunjae from lovely runner - they are both absolute losers for their respective lovers. i can picture rafayel in that one scene where sunjae was blowing kisses towards sol's house. no matter how hard his beloved tries to cut him out from their life to save him, he will always find his way back into their life.

jeong guwon from my demon - similar to sunjae, guwon is also another loser for his wife. (tbh i can imagine rafayel as a down bad simp for his lover; cue thomas sighing and shaking his head.) i can picture rafayel in the scene whereby guwon and dohee were doing that tango while fighting off their enemies too?!?!

lee yeon from tale of the nine-tailed - continuing the loser boy train, we have yeon as the final dude to add in this group. (specifically yeon from s2, bc the way he wanted to go back to his timeline so badly to see jiah matches rafayel's "the only person i'll ever love is my lover" energy.) their backstories also match in the sense that yeon never stopped searching for jiah and rafayel never stopped waiting for his bride.

— SYLUS

myulmang from doom at your service - not me choosing myulmang bc they both made contracts to their beloveds [clown emoji]. but nonetheless they're similar in the sense that they won't think twice about eliminating someone who hurts their lover.

shin wooyeo from my roommate is a gumiho - again, another contract situation. wooyeo is a "classier" version of sylus imo, and one who uses less pet names. if sylus were the ml in this kdrama, he would defo keep an even more watchful eye on his beloved so that she doesn't go about losing his fox bead. (aur naur iw to write a gumiho au for sylus now...)

lee youngjoon from what's wrong with secretary kim? - similar to youngjoon, sylus will never let his lover leave. they want to leave his mansion? he will try 101 (legal) ways to make them stay. they will find snacks they like in their room more often. they will find new (and expensive) clothes in their wardrobe. heck, even an all-expenses-paid vacation! he wants to keep them close to him; he's afraid of them upping him to leave.

— XAVIER

goo yeonjun from a time called you - like yeonjun, xavier has literally went back in time to save his beloved. he wants to see then safe and sound, and as long as they're happy, he's happy. as long as they're alive and breathing, he's fine with not being by their side. just watching them live their life is enough for him.

haru from extraordinary you - totally not projecting my all-time fav kdrama on him (or am i?) but xavier and haru have similar mannerisms and personality traits. yk how in the first few episodes danoh was dragging haru around and this guy just remained silent and followed along until one day he just started speaking? yeah that's the same with this guy. the person he likes could yap all day and he would willingly sit and listen.

moon seoha from see you in my 19th life - similar to seoha, xavier loves once in his life and he will only ever love his little star. he would never get over their death and if he's the one responsible for their death, he would be all the more upset with himself. he would throw himself into work all day and refuse to love again, thinking he shouldn't be able to fall in love ever again since he took his beloved's one chance of staying alive and happy away.

— ZAYNE

moon suho from black knight - they're both so overprotective of the one they love. the way suho essentially told sharon that haera is the only woman he would ever love is something i can picture zayne doing. if someone is out there trying to harm his beloved, you'd best believe zayne would do his best to prevent that from happening, even if it means giving up his own life.

lee suhyeok from bora! deborah - when zayne loves, he loves hard. like suhyeok, he's clumsy at expressing his affections, choosing to keep everything to himself and wait until he's 100% certain it's the right time to say whatever he wants to say. and sometimes, that can lead to disastrous endings (see also: suhyeok getting dumped on the same day he went to buy an engagement ring for his girlfriend). both men are careful to a fault, all the more so with their beloved because they're scared of losing someone precious to them again.

yoo jihyuk from marry my husband - zayne, like jihyuk, would willingly stand aside and watch the one he loves fall in love with someone else. he would be supportive and wouldn't try to fight for their affection. his motto is "if they're happy, i'm happy" and he can live being an unmarried old man as long as he sees them happy.

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[ghostherlig]

I actually dream of the day u write something bi-han/shang tsung omg...

ohhhh those two... they are so toxic in my mind fr- not that that's going to stop me from writing them, i do enjoy playing around with those relationship dynamics- esp since in my mind there's such a power imbalance between the two of them

the long-short of it is, bi han and shang tsung feed each others egos and bi han is very dependent on shang and his view of him to function well in their alliance- and shang uses that to his advantage at every turn bc all it takes to get bi han to change his mind is to plant a seed of doubt- aruashdfkjs

alternate version of them being a bit sweeter but possibly even hilariously like mk11 aftermath sindel and shao khan- literally "what bones of his shall i break for you, my love?" "mm. surprise me. <333" like that kind of so in love but toxic and cruel to literally everyone around them LMAO-

i am going to yap abt them for a moment bc i do have Some Personal Headcanons about the lin kuei and shirai ryu and shang tsung and how that all plays out post-mk1--

in my mind, kuai and tomas almost immediately separate from the lin kuei and form the shirai ryu in secret, cutting all communication with bi han-

and in my mind, bi han isnt happy about that, he does miss his brothers, even if he never admitted it to himself before that moment- it's also a personal hc of mine that bi han wouldnt have been such a shitty brother if it werent for the relationship he had with his parents- in my mind bi han was forced to spend a lot more of his time with his father and got to see things that kuai and tomas had no idea about-

think azula and zuko- bi han is his father's son, and his father used that to mold bi han into his version of the perfect warrior, and bi han shaped his expectations of himself and his brothers around that image as well

so, when kuai and tomas break off of him and "betray him" in his eyes, he's upset about it.

but he also gets shang out of it, and i feel like there's a golden opportunity there for some ✨One-Sided Codependency✨

shang tsung helps feed bi han's ego and personal security, which bi han needs now that he doesnt have anyone else to do it for him, and shang uses that to direct bi han where he wants him to focus. shang also uses the power he has over their alliance to get bi han to prioritize protecting him versus prioritizing the strength of his clan.

if they arent going to be toxic to each other, i feel like bi han would fall HARD for shang's intelligence and cunning. shang is so smart and he uses it for his own benefit, but bi han sees the practicality of it too and it just makes him crazy-

shang tsung would fall in love with how brutal and efficient bi han is- like bi han is very one-track-minded and shang can appreciate the brutality he approaches problems with.

and the two of them together? shang's mastermind with bi han's determination and brutality? they're a pair to be reckoned with, and it's terrifying- shang builds the groundworks for something evil and bi han gives him the men and the efficiency to get it done nearly overnight-

they both adore each other for their strengths but also see how they compliment each other and it takes a while for either of them to make a move but once they do their affections and relationship becomes so casual that it almost seems like it's always been that way...

god, thinking about them too hard fr... idk how quickly i'll be able to write smth for them but i will be thinking abt them for a while now, LMAO- i am sick so it might be longer than i'm hoping for, but i do have a few ideas in mind now.. arugrughaskdjf mk men ruin me 😔

[wonopia]

THE PHOTOBOOTH | 006. FRIENDS

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misaki walked onto the school campus with ryu and wonie on both her sides, yapping about how fake she is. they couldn't believe she could hide such a big secret from them.

“i still can’t believe you’ve been talking to sunghoon all this time,” wonie said in disbelief, “how couldn’t you tell us?”

“uh..” she laughed nervously, “well i guess there wasn’t really a good time.”

“right..” ryujin mumbled, shaking her head. 

“i’m really sorry about keeping it a secret,” misaki apologized, stopping in her tracks to bow. 

the two girls turned to look at her, exchanging a glance at one another before telling her it's okay. 

“okay but i’ll tell you everything that's upcoming!” misa called out, widely grinning. 

“yeah, you better,” wonie commanded.

the two girls’ eyes fixated on something behind misa, but before she could turn around a pair of arms wrapped around her lower stomach. she looked up to see sunghoon hovering over her, blush creeping onto her face.

“good morning,” he smiled as he released his grip on her, moving to her right side.

“good morning,” misa played along, “um..”

she looked back at her friends, who had shocked expressions.

“this is park sunghoon.. my boyfriend.”

he averted his gaze from misa to the two girls in front of them. he smiled, waving at them, “good morning. you’re jang wonyoung and shin ryujin, right?” he asked.

“yeah,” ryujin said, crossing her arms across her chest.

somehow it looked like she was trying to one up him, making misaki laugh. she interlocked her hands with sunghoon’s, dragging him past her best friends, “i’ll see you guys in class, yeah?”

he let her tug him behind her before bringing him to stand beside her as they walked. 

“what was all that about?” misa asked, avoiding eye contact. 

“the contract, greeting each other with a hug every now and then,” he reminded. 

she nodded, attempting to get the feeling of his touch off of her mind. 

“when do you want to meet my friend’s?” he asked. 

“hm,” she hummed in thought, “i’m down for whenever, especially since i already showed you to the girls.”

“why don’t we study with them today?” he suggested, “it’ll be fun.”

she gave him an unconvinced look, “studying shouldn’t be fun.”

“oh right,” he immediately shut his mouth, unconsciously squeezing her hand lightly. 

misa looked up at him, a smile tugging at her face, “okay sure. right after school, library, and don’t be late,” she said strictly as they arrived to her class.

“yes ma’am,” he nodded with a sheepish smile, “have fun in class.”

she shook her head in disagreement before making her way to her desk. the girls were nowhere to be seen. 

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

class had just ended and lunch was beginning. 

“you,” a voice called out from the doorway of the classroom, “i can’t believe this betrayal.”

misa sighed as she turned to the older boy, “innie, i’m sorry alright. i’ll tell you guys whatever else happens and so on.”

“i’ve heard that one before,” jun commented, from behind him. misa was completely unaware he was even in the room. 

“let’s just eat here,” hyuka added as he dragged a chair beside misa before sitting down. 

her lips shaping into a straight line, feeling guilty for lying to them. to be fair, she hasn’t officially broken their promise yet. they all began to eat, having mixes of different bento boxes. 

misa couldn’t believe herself, she seriously chose to fake a relationship with park sunghoon. he was just a spoiled brat that got everything he wanted, and she just gave in. her head fell into her hands as she thought more about it. 

“misaki?” hyuka spoke, snapping her back into reality, “jay’s looking for you.”

“what?” she mumbled, glancing at the door before excusing herself. 

she and jay stood along the hallway wall, “can you please break it off with sunghoon?”

she couldn’t believe what he was telling her. jay, sunghoons best friend, tells her to break up with him.

“i’m sorry?” she said, wondering if she heard him wrong. 

“please end it with sunghoon,” he said, emphasizing it out, “i don’t ask for a lot but i don’t want him getting hurt.”

she furrowed her brows, “are you applying that i’m going to hurt him?”

“no, it’s just..” jay paused, trying to find the correct words, “if you’re joking around with him, don’t.”

she sighed heavily, unsure on what to say.

“are you messing around with him, misaki?” 

for some reason, she couldn’t say anything. 

“please think about it,” jay urged, the idea sinking into her skin like needles.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

misaki brushed all of her thoughts aside, in hopes she could just get through this semester without any worries. when she agreed to fake date sunghoon, she only thought about the benefits. 

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

“hey babe,” he waved, his smile beaming her direction, a couple of his friends following slowly behind him, “i hope you weren’t waiting long,” he added as he pulled the seat to her right out, sitting beside her. 

“no, i just arrived,” she said truthfully. 

his friends approached the table, greeting her, “you must be misaki, sunghoon talks about you a lot,” one of them said, he immediately got shushed but continued to speak anyways. 

“i’m heeseung,” he smiled, sitting down, “that’s sunoo, jungwon, and tae.”

“where’s jay?” misaki asked her boyfriend, as everyone started to take out their notebooks. 

“he has work.”

her mouth fell open, she forgot, nodding in acknowledgment. 

“so misaki,” one of them said. she recalled their name was jungwon, “what grade are you?”

“i’m a grade 2, same as sunghoon. how about you guys?”

“sunoo and i are grade 1’s, tae and heeseung are grade 2's,” he informed her while writing on his answer sheet. 

about half an hour had gone by, they were all busy doing their individual work. sunghoon tapped his pen on misa's paper causing her to look at him.

“can you help me, please?” he asked, slightly embarrassed.

“of course,” she said while nodding, sliding the paper closer to her, “is it this problem?”

He hummed in response, “i can’t differentiate past or present tense,” he confessed, bringing his chair closer to her.

“okay so when it comes to the present, it doesn’t normally have a “d” at the end,” she attempted to explain, “it’s easier when i write it down.”

she pulled a paper out of her binder and pulled it between them, scribbling down some notes. he watched her do so, his elbow on the table with his hand prompting his face up as he examined her writing.

“you have almost the whole thing correct, you just tend get the past tense and present mixed up,” she circled various different words that were written incorrectly, “i’ll let you rewrite them. are there any other questions you have?..”

misa looked up at him, he was inches away from her face. shortly after holding eye contact, he averted his gaze to the paper between them, quickly erasing the wrong answers and replacing them with what he assumed was the correct one.

“no.. i uh don’t have any more questions,” he whispered.

she stared at his profile, unbothered by the fact that they were in public. he wrote quicker as he felt her eyes burning into him, his face growing pinker by the second. she extended her arms, resting her head on them as she admired his beauty.

sunghoon was pale with light pink lips, a mole on the left side of his nose and a mole on his right cheek, as if his nose was made by the gods his side profile looked nearly perfect.

“hey sunghoon,” she mumbled quietly, he hummed for her to continue, “when are you going to teach me photography?”

finally, he glanced over at her.

“when do you want to learn it?” he asked, using his right hand to hold his face up again. his elbow relaxing against the table.

“Hm,” she thought, looking away from him.

“let’s go on a date after school,” he suggested, his hand now behind his neck. She tilted her head at him with an unconvinced expression, “i.. i could teach you how to take photos then.”

her expression changed, transforming into a pleased smile, “okay. now finish your work, then we can go.”

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

they all decided to leave the library together, as it was around 4 in the evening. sunghoon and misa waved goodbye to the group of teenage boys. his arm around her shoulder as they walked to her car. 

once she opened the door to her car, the heat sucked her in as she sat in the driver’s seat, sunghoon beside her as the passenger.

“so where are we headed?” she asked, rolling down the windows of her car.

“i was thinking we could go to the cafe next to mission park, do you know where that is?” 

she nodded while saying, “oh yeah, i live by there.”

misaki reversed out of the parking slot before driving out of the lot and off of the school campus. sunghoon connected to the aux, playing whatever he desired.

it wasn’t long until they made it to park. sunghoon had never been there before, it was bigger than expected. there were a couple of people walking around but it wasn’t crowded. sunghoon explained how to take pictures on her phone, since they didn’t have a professional photo camera on hand, he showed her the best settings to have on.

“i could show you around since you’ve never been here,” she smiled,”i went here a bunch of times with my mom and my twin brother.”

she led them off of the trail and down a mossy hill, brushing past the trees and bushes to see a little pond.

“you have a twin brother?” he asked while looking at her with a surprised face on, “i didn’t know you had siblings.”

“uh yeah,” she laughed, “he doesn’t attend the same school as us though. there’s no way you’d know him if i told you his name.”

she didn’t look back at him, she just kept looking at the pond. misa took her phone out and flashed a couple photos.

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@enlocket can't come to the phone rn, she died while watching Brought the Heat back mv

SUNGHOON Brought The Heat Back, 2024

[enlocket]

Brought The Heat is just that song😛 like the outfits, the makeup, the dancing, the song, the visuals and the production of this MV is just insane it deserves an award

I just know they was clowning on Jungwon's ass for wearing them nails😹

[rryeongchaes]

oh ryeong loves ryujins eyes soooo much (shes just like me) like sometimes shes just yapping and she doesnt think that ryu is actually listening but ryujin chimes in with her thoughts and hums along with her and when chaeryeong finally turns to face ryujin, she finally sees how ryujins eyes were practically sparkling and the soft smile on her face😭😭 she’ll get flustered and stop and ryujin would go “what’s wrong? why’d you stop? im listening, i promise,” and ryeong wouldnt even know what to say as shes trying to fight the blush on her cheeks

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I love her eyes, I had to have ryeong describe love them too :)

I just find it so cute if ryeong starts yapping, which she doesn't normally do, and then right when she gets self-conscious about going off on a bit for too long, ryujin's there reaffirming that yes she was paying attention and listening intently, like that respect and love? it's partly why I love ryujin so much. maybe she'd even ask questions or ask ryeong to clarify what she didn't get?

chaeryeong would a thousand percent blush, the first time it happened, that pure undivided attention from ryujin.. god i would too.

[kansaisdragon]

@heroar asked:

it would seem they weren't backing down -- she hadn't realized she had been staring, not until a pair stared at her back, they shot through her like a gunshot, a behemoth aura that one could describe when you stare up grand, gigantic -- powerful. a force to be reckoned with that would fire back ten times fold like a match against a dragon's breath. when fear should go through, instead she feels a rush of heat, a sudden thump in her chest that nearly stops her stride just to calm it, what the hell was that? and it wasn't the DRAGON who broke her trance, but rather his goons who snapped like terriers upon catching her stare down, disrespect? a challenge? they're quick to bark and slam their glasses down, one and then three rising from their booths to get up in her face, grabbing her shoulder and whirling her back and hitting her face with the STINK of booze and bloated ego, as one would when riding the coattails of a dragon. she inhales, suppressing her rise of anger to their jabs, she brought this on herself really. she was staring... stupidly so, well. an evening of drinks was rather dull, and she was due for some refreshment. ❝ – i doubt a simple apology will do, but i wouldn't want to interrupt your evening -- would you mind if we take this outside?  ❞ before their yaps could start again, she made it clear she wasn't talking to them, it wasn't them she owed this apology to, she looks at them again, those eyes.      ❝ – sir?  ❞

THE LOWER RUNGS OF THE GO-RYU CLAN WERE COMPRISED OF IDIOTS; even Ryuji could acknowledge that much. Young, hot-headed grunts who thought themselves superior due to their affiliation with THE DRAGON they didn't so much as hesitate to start an altercation in the stead of. One wrong look had been enough to be misconstrued as a sign of disrespect towards their patriarch, and with the perceived slight threatening the authority of their beloved superior, no time was spared rising from their respective booth to cause a scene.

Quick as his lackies were to anger, however, the blonde hadn't said a word. His silent, but intense gaze pierced through her like a gunshot, molten brown surveying the scene rapidly unfolding before him. Where marred lips seemed to be curved into a natural snarl with how his face rested, it gave way to an unexpected smirk once addressed directly with the apparent respect his presence warranted.

     ❝ ⸺ Sit down ya bunch'a dumbasses, ❞ he finally spoke with his gruff Kansai-ben, a single gesture being all it took for his men to back down and retreat back to his booth with their tails between their legs. ❝ We ain't gotta 'cause a scene over nothin'. ❞

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[clannfearrunt]

Sorry im postiing a lot but yeah despite many more complex feelings Warabi is very much excited to be here and around other Octolings and just, mollusks in general. They’re having a good time being around species they have more in common with and talking to people who come from backgrounds other than “rich and/or famous for most of their lives”. They feel like they’re finally getting to really sort through who they are and they’re probably the happiest they’ve ever been 

[chubsonthemoon]

two idiots, one confession

summary: Hinata is not known for his brains. Then again, neither is Kageyama. (Or: In which Hinata tells Kageyama how he feels).

pairing: hinata/kageyama

words: 2473

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Hinata is a little bit of an idiot.

It’s not like he isn’t aware of the fact—on the contrary, he’s reminded of it everyday, usually around 6 am sharp, with his schoolbag banging against his knees and his breath coming out of him in short puffs. “Hinata, you dumbass! Don’t try to get ahead of me.” The insults are natural, of course, because Kageyama is trying his damn hardest to outrun him.

So, it comes as a little shock to him when he realizes it first. The thing that’s been going on for a few weeks, the thing that makes Noya and Tanaka snicker, the thing that makes Daichi exchange knowing glances with Suga, and occasionally warrants a disgusted scoff out of Tsukkishima.

The thing is, he may have a little bit of a crush on Kageyama.

Which is great, really. It really is. (Or, at least, that’s what he tells himself). It makes Hinata’s heart do all kind of bangs and guaahs and swooshes, and generally really happy and light inside whenever they have volleyball practice.

In fact, Kageyama might even like him a little bit, too. He sees little hints here and there, especially after they’ve done another perfect quick, or when they race to pick up the most volleyballs after practice, or when they split meat buns with the rest of the team. It’s nice. 

Unfortunately for the both of them, Kageyama is also an idiot.  

Because once Hinata puts two and two together—like all the little lingering touches here and there (in his hair, on his wrist, the small of his back) and not-so-annoyed huffs of dumbass and stupid (they’ve become terms of endearment at this point, really), he can’t stop thinking about it. How much he would like to hold Kageyama’s stupid hand, or touch his stupid cheek, or maybe even kiss his stupid face.

Hinata is stupid, yes, but Kageyama is even stupider. (Hinata comforts himself with at least this).

“Oi, Hinata. Your receive is off, again. Do it right, for God’s sake.”

For the umpteenth time that week, he wonders why he even likes this guy.

“It’s not my fault, Bakageyama. You’re distracting me,” he shoots back. He doesn’t miss the little double take that runs through Kageyama, or the faint blush that runs high on his cheeks.

Huh. Maybe Hinata is smarter than people give him credit for.  

“Wha-what the hell’s that mean? Is there something wrong with my face?” Kageyama says.

Hinata peers over the rim of his water bottle to take a good look at him. Blue eyes, jutted jaw, narrowed eyebrows. It’s unfair, really, how pretty he is. He almost wants to say so, knowing there’s a chance Kageyama might not actually kill him.

But instead, Hinata walks up right into his personal space, gets on his tiptoes. He lifts a hand, watches in fascination as Kageyama’s eyes widen and dart to his own, sees how he flushes even darker under that mop of infuriatingly pretty black hair.

Nah, he’s still an idiot.

He sticks a finger in his mouth and shoves it in Kageyama’s ear, instead. “Wet willy.”

“HINATA, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.”

He laughs and runs away as quick as his feet can carry him, pretending that the redness in his ears is from the heat of the gym in the summer.

~

Armed with this newfound knowledge, he decides to consult Suga.

Suga is smart and nice, unlike Tsukkishima. He also seems like he might know a lot about this…thing Hinata is feeling, so before practice one day, Hinata tiptoes up to him and whispers, not-so-softly, “Can we talk?”

Suga looks a little worried, but he gives Hinata a smile, the one that makes the beauty mark next to his eye wiggle (and, for some reason, never fails to make Daichi-san trip over nothing). “Of course.”

Hinata gives a quick, furtive glance around the clubroom to ensure that no one else is around (not that there would be—everyone has already made their way to the gym), and says conspiratorially, “I think I like Kageyama. And—I think, maybe, that he likes me, too.”

To Hinata’s surprise, Suga is not surprised at all. “I see.” He practically beams, and Hinata becomes even more confused. Had he not hid his feelings well enough?

“I guess it was pretty obvious, huh?” he asks, a little dejected. If someone who wasn’t Kageyama had figured it out, then why couldn’t Kageyama himself do it? Bakageyama.

Suga is quick to catch on, fortunately. “It’s not bad at all!” he says with that encouraging smile of his. “I think it’s great that you’re always so open with yourself and others. But you know—” He bends down a little so that he’s on eye-level with Hinata, so Hinata leans in, too. “I also think that, even though Kageyama is a genius on the court and everything, he may not be as quick when it comes to feelings, you know? Maybe you should just tell him how you feel.”

Hinata nods eagerly. “Ok!”

He pauses. “Wait, just like that? Like—hey, Kageyama! I really like you and your tosses! Want to go out on a date? Like that?”

“Yep.” Suga stands back up and ruffles Hinata’s hair affectionately. “Just like that.”

Hinata wonders if Suga is actually an angel in disguise. He’s spared from asking by the banging open of the clubroom door and nearly jumps out of his skin when he sees none other than Kageyama himself, his face livid. “Hey, dumbass, what the hell is taking you so long?”

Crap. Had he heard? But, nope. There is nothing on the setter’s face but annoyance, reserved specifically for Hinata. When he spots Suga he quickly says, “Not you, Sugawara-san! I apologize,” and inclines his head respectfully.

Suga simply laughs. He picks up his team jacket and heads for the door, pausing only to give Hinata a wink and mouth “good luck” when Kageyama’s not looking.

Hinata flashes him a thumbs up and quickly follows, making sure to duck whenever Kageyama tries to take a swing at his hair from the doorway.

With the odds he’s facing, he could use a little luck.

~

He decides that the best time to do it is just before they part ways to leave for home. This way, if everything goes south, he can easily get on his bike and pedal away as fast as possible.

As for what he’ll say to Kageyama the next day if this is the case, then. Well. He hasn’t thought that far yet.

He’s a little fidgety all throughout practice, nervous about how this is gonna go. It gets to the point that even Kageyama notices (as dense to emotions as he is). “Oi, Hinata. You’re still not keeping your arms together when you block. Get it together, dumbass.”

He responds by aiming a kick at Kageyama’s shins, making sure to stay alert as Asahi serves from the other side of the net. (Wouldn’t want another incident). “I know that, idiot. You don’t have to tell me every five seconds.”

“Well, maybe if you didn’t fuck up every five seconds I wouldn’t have to tell you.”

“Listen, Bakageyama, I’m working on it—”

“You two! Quit yapping and focus.” Daichi is as strict as ever, not tolerating any nonsense during practice.

He sends Kageyama a warning glare that he hopes is more intimidating than terrified, and skips over to Nishinoya so he can practice receiving a little more. (If Noya knows that Hinata’s so interested because he really likes it when Kageyama gruffly tells him ‘good work’ after he picks up a hard-to-reach ball, he doesn’t say anything).

When Coach Ukai blows the whistle to announce that practice is over, Hinata is nowhere near ready, emotionally or physically. He drags his feet as the rest of the team lowers the net, groans throughout their cool-down stretches, and generally ignores the usual post-practice hustle and bustle. When Kageyama shoots him a weird look after he half-heartedly accepts their daily competition of who can pick up the most volleyballs, he doesn’t notice.

“Good work today, team!” says Takeda-sensei. “You can all go home now. Don’t forget—the training camp is coming up soon, so make sure you have all your assignments in order.” He looks directly at the usual four suspects, but this, too, Hinata does not notice.

Before he knows it, they’re already changing in the clubroom, Tanaka yelling excitedly about how Kiyoko-san looked at him again (“Twice in one day, Ryu? Arrggh, you lucky bastard”) and Yamaguchi asking Tsukkishima if he wants to get meat buns at Coach Ukai’s store.

“Um!” Hinata says loudly, then blanches when the rest of the team turns to look at him. “Does anyone want to stay behind and practice some more?” He definitely does not want to do this confession thing whenever Tsukkishima is around.

“Sounds fun,” chirps Suga, and Hinata feels a funny whoosh in his stomach at the sly grin that’s sent his way. “Why don’t you practice with Kageyama? I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.”

Hinata chances a look at the person in question. Kageyama just shrugs. “Sure.”

Alright! Suga-san, you’re the best!

He and Kageyama race to the gym, as usual. Unfortunately, Kageyama wins again, leaving them at 42-40 wins, 30-28 losses.

“I win!” Kageyama says triumphantly. He leans against the doors, breathing slightly heavier than normal. When he doesn’t hear a response, he turns around, face scrunched up in mild annoyance. “Oi, did you hear me, idiot? That leaves us at—”

“KageyamaIreallylikeyoupleasegooutwithme!”

Silence. Hinata’s head is bowed slightly, orange hair no doubt a mess after tripping and falling halfway to their destination (which is also why he lost, he would later point out). He’s too afraid to look up.

“What?”

He looks up anyway, and tries not to flinch.

He’s been acquainted with all the various faces that the King of the Court can make. (There aren’t many of them, after all. It’s usually limited to constipated, angry, angry and constipated, or angry and constipated but not as much because he’s looking at a volleyball). Unfortunately, Hinata is not quite sure what to classify this expression as.

Kageyama looks kind of like he got hit in the face with a volleyball, Hinata thinks distantly. If that volleyball had been served by both the Great King and Asahi and perhaps Ushiwaka, all at the same time.

Never one to give up easily, however, he plows on.

“I’m saying, you absolute doofus, that I like you! Um, a lot!” He stretches his arms out for emphasis. “And I would really like it if we went out sometime…”

Nothing. Zilch. Nada.

“Kageyama?”

Now, with his best friend starting to look like Bokuto-san’s serve has been added to the metaphorical mix, he’s starting to get a little worried.

Shit, I think I broke him.

“Hey! Kageyama!” He leans a little forward and waves a hand in front of unblinking eyes. When Kageyama doesn’t respond for another few seconds, he falls back flat-footed, face hurt. “Fine. Since the idea of dating me is too much for your…your stupid brain, I’ll just—”

“You…you like me?” Kageyama finally says, though it comes out more as a whisper-wheeze, as if it takes all of his willpower.

Hinata can feel his face turning approximately the same shade as his hair, partly from embarrassment, partly from frustration and hopelessness and endearment because…well, it’s Kageyama. “I don’t hate you. I…I guess I like you. Kind of. But I like volleyball more, just saying!”

Kageyama looks as if he’s slowly regaining control of his senses, thankfully.

“You like me,” he repeats, his eyes sharpening slightly. Then, they widen, bright blue darting to Hinata’s face. “You like me. You like me.”

“Jeeze. You always call me a dumbass, look who’s dumb now!” Hinata scoffs. “Yes, I’ve said it about four times now. I like you.”

That stupid mouth, the one that Hinata has half a mind to either punch or kiss, opens slowly, then closes. “I…”

“Aghhh, you know what? Just forget I said anything. Alright?” Hinata starts backing away. “C’mon, I actually want get meat buns with everyone else, so we can practice together later. Sorry for wasting your time.”

“Wait!”

Hinata turns around with another retort on his lips. “Listen, you don’t have to say anything—”

Kageyama suddenly turns a very alarming shade of red and mumbles something. It kinda sounds like “mmhffshmm.”

“What the hell are you saying?”

Kageyama looks a little over Hinata’s shoulder and mutters the same thing, only slightly louder.

Hinata puts his hands on his hips in irritation. “Fine. Don’t tell me.” He’s about to make a run for it, preferably towards his bicycle, (so he can get a head start, because there’s no way he’s sticking around and making the situation even worse), when—

“I’m saying I like you too, you fucking dumbass,” Kageyama nearly spits, voice climbing higher with each syllable.

Hinata stops, then blinks.

Blinks again.

A wide smile stretches across his face, and, to his utter delight, Kageyama blushes even deeper. “Really? I knew it!” He mimes a little fist pump and jumps as high as he can, triumph incarnate.

“Shut up,” Kageyama hisses. “I’m not saying it again.” He takes two strides towards Hinata—damn him and his long legs—and glares at him. “Yes, I’ll go on….on a whatever with you.”

“A date, Kageyama. It’s called a date,” Hinata beams.

“Shut up,” says Kageyama.

For a moment, they just stand there, looking at each other in mild—but admittedly comfortable—confusion. Hinata takes a moment to appreciate a couple things (like how Kageyama’s bangs fall into his eyes just so, and how, when he’s not looking constipated or angry, he’s actually quite handsome) before breaking the silence.

“Can we go right now?” he asks, just as Kageyama says, “Wait, what the hell do you mean you ‘knew it’?”

“Let’s go get meat buns! The rest of the team might still be there, and we can tell them the good news!” Hinata starts skipping away, singing about convenience stores and dates with stupidly pretty setters at the top of his lungs. Kageyama nearly trips over himself trying to catch up.

“Oi, Hinata! Don’t ignore me! What do you mean, you already knew that I li—don’t hate you? I just figured it out myself!”

To this, Hinata skids to a stop, does a half twirl to face his boyfriend (it makes him feel unbelievably giddy when he hears in it his head), and grins from ear to ear, the wind rustling from his flaming hair to his jacket collar.

“Maybe I’m just smarter than you think, Bakageyama,” he says, hand stretched to touch the sky.

(At the sight, Kageyama looks a little dazed, but Hinata does not notice).

Beautiful.

“Dumbass.” 

[wistfulwalking]

@corespotlight from here​

That was odd, Ryu didn’t expect many people to be out when it was cold at night. People sure were weird…

Someone else however, was having the time of his life despite the weather! The small Bagon would scamper about, screeching out loud as his small nub arms flailed about! Making his way towards the stranger before stopping and chirping, his large eyes observing her as he looked her over…then yapped at her for attention!

“Izanagi!” Ryu would scold! Running up and scooping the dragon up in his arms before bowing to the stranger. “I’m so sorry for him!”

Adina let a shiver run through her as she breathed in the cool night air. The sky was clear and the stars were struggling to shine their way through the light pollution. But some stars were still better than none at all.

It had been silent as Adina looked up at the stars. Her Blaziken was dutifully watching her, waiting for the order for them to go back inside, or for her to get tired. That was until the Bagon barreled around the corner towards her.

As the short Pokemon searched her, Adina could not help but to stare back in a state of curious fascination. Leaning forwards, she stretched out her hand to pat the Pokemon on the head, but before she had a chance, it was scooped up by what was presumably its trainer.

“Oh, no it’s perfectly fine!” Adina assured with a smile. “I’ve never seen a Pokemon like that before... It’s cute! What’s it called?”

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hi I'm ryuka but just call me ryu (० ्०)

Im a multi stan . very delusional as well

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for the people that are currently trying to get over a break up just remember god will always be by your side and he will heal you. Of course it is not easy but you will eventually get throught this. Plus they aren't better than your biases so (jk I just had to make a kpop reference)

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Momo is actually so underrated stop.....😭 our pretty momoring

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While I'm on the topic of Karla I guess I need to sort through my AU Thoughts regarding her fresh new lore huh I Super need to get back the energy to post the actual band info stuff but the Quiet, Ageless, Chemosynthetic Karla established in the book is... An in-universe article... Which means I can just make that a Stage Persona and otherwise continue on with my own bullshit I think... Also because SHE CANT... BE ALLOWED TO RELY ON CHEMOSYNTHESIS.... It's not feasible at her size + environment and also considering Bad AU in which she is absolutely not an actual scaly foot gastropod Towards the start of getting more media attention (either as SashiMori or the previous band idk yet), Karla was just. Very Pissed at the staff one time and just went an entire Thing (either an interview or TV, idk) without saying stuff and from there on someone started playing her up as the Silent Type(tm) and she just thought it was really funny and has been leaning way the fuck into the silent, mysterious character ever since then In private she leans towards the loud n talkative side and also has single handedly filled up the band Swear Jar twice on her own. Ryu and Taichi have a bet to see how long she can keep up this persona without outing herself. Paul is having fun being in on the joke and is doing his best to help keep it up