rip chikara
jameela getting pissed at how gorgeous manny is is cute and also me???
when u find fanart and fancomics with ur fave characters but they’re in a language u dont know so u just look at the pictures
Anonymous asked:
Who here is most likely to stay up incredibly late and ask 'Do fish know they can't blink' or something along those lines during a sleepover
firstyearsrule answered:
WELL DO THEY
weeeell the years start coming and they dont stop coming and they dont stop coming and th-
1 second of every episode of always sunny in philadelphia summing up how utterly, utterly fucked up it is. beautiful.
Full on cracking up by the ten-second mark.
Here’s the BEST Way to Ship Cookies
Note: The Holiday season is creeping upon us, so I thought It’d be nice to show ya’ll how to send cookies to that special someone without them crumbling and ending up damaged!
tsukkiyama month - day 10
Fashion industry? Haha, sure. I can totally pull this one off. I’m wearing my best hoodie, after all. This one turned out long! 1430 words (posted directly to AO3), not AU, Yamaguchi takes pictures of Tsukki and posts them to Insta, turned out not very fashion-y.
All previous fills on my tsukkiyama month tag.
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Yamaguchi started using his Instagram for real in his third year. He’d had the account forever, but he was usually too busy for SNS, and most of the people he wanted to talk to he saw every day at school.
But then he went on vacation with his parents to Okinawa and took a bunch of aquarium pictures, sending all of them to Tsukishima, who said “Do you think I’m your Instagram?” after the twenty-fifth picture. So he wound up posting them all there, too. It turned out there were a lot of fish-lovers on Instagram, and a lot of them stuck around when Yamaguchi starting posting food pictures, too.
When he got back home, Yamaguchi posted random pictures – a crosswalk, the bike rack outside of Karasuno, a picture of his feet in his volleyball shoes. They all got a bunch of likes and one weird comment about wanting to see his toes.
tsukkiyama month - day 9
Google leads me to believe that Japanese street artists often show their art live, performance-art style. If that’s wrong, apologies! I’m not researching more than that for a 15-minute fic, though. ~700 words, Yamaguchi is a semi-anonymous street artist, Tsukishima is his fanboy. Time for a meet-cute!
All fills on my tsukkiyama month tag.
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Red ropes were squared off near a section of grey wall, chairs set up just beyond the ropes. The night was chilly and Tsukishima’s jacket wasn’t nearly warm enough, but he didn’t care. He’d been following 12’s art for a while now, whenever a new installation showed up in the area. And now Tsukishima had proof miracles really did come true. One night when they were leaving university practice, Tsukishima stopped dead in the street to look at 12’s newest piece, making Kageyama run directly into his back. And miracle of miracles, Kageyama both remembered that later and pulled strings with some pro-scouts to get Tsukishima a ticket. 12 was popular, famous even, and no mere mortals had access to his work. Tsukishima couldn’t even begin to decide how to work off that debt.
“What do I owe you?” Tsukishima had asked, staring down at the ticket in his hands in disbelief.
“Nothing,” Kageyama said. Then he smiled his terrifying smile. “A thank you is enough.”
And the moon might be barren, lonely, and gray, but the stars will forever, at its side, stay.
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11/12 - Happy TsukkiYama day!
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