#aikko answers

[aikk00]

Hii!! Couple yrs back I was literally obsessed with ur haikyuu art and was wondering how long have u been drawing for? 'N how long it took for u to get better at drawing/rendering?

HI! omg thank you🥺🤍 my shayla ur still here😩🤍🫶🏻

I’ve always liked art since I was a kid 😭 but I started digital art aroundddd 2020!

regarding getting somewhat good at rendering, I struggle with it up until now.

though if you keep trying to draw or color, your work can change even in just days! (⚠️Warning, old art alert)

Learning how to render took me since 2020 to present and still learning!

But I don’t think u have to take years to learn how to render, I think it took me awhile because I got lazy, but you will definitely improve in a matter of days if you keep drawing and trying new things! YT and TikTok tutorials helped me too,

if you need help with anything you can always send me a dm! 🥺 thank you for your support since back then, my younger self would be very excited hearing abt it🫶🏻💗

[starlightshadowsworld]

Bsd except the Orphanage give Atsushi to the Government the moment his ability emerges.

Fukuchi trains him and he's bought to serve in the Great war. Where Yosano befriends him.

Aka Moonlit Butterfly AU.

Also yes Atsushi is aged up, he's a year younger than Yosano.

More in depth post.

Yosano hadn't expected to see another kid. She might only be 11 but she wasn't stupid.

Kids didn't go to war, that was for the adults. But apparently that rule didn't apply to her, and it seemed she wasn't the only one.

The other kid was small, scrawny and his eyes were closed. You'd think he was asleep but Yosano knew better.

She'd been told to be wary of him, and maybe she should be. There had to be something wrong with him to be in this war, right?

Because unlike her the boy was wearing the soilders uniform, he was here to fight.

But even with all that, Yosano walked up to him and tapped his shoulder.

Yellow and violet eyes blinked up at her, she'd never seen eyes that colour before.

It took a moment to remember why she was here, Yosano cleared her throat. "Hello, I'm Yosano Aikko, what's your name?"

The boy didn't reply, just looked at her in silence. She scoffed, turning around to leave. After all she had better things to do than waste time on speaking to someone who wouldn't talk.

"Atsu..."

Yosano turned around, eyes wide on suprise. The boy coughed, his voice raspy from disuse. She waited, a lot more patiently this time.

"Atsushi." He answered, he frowned apologetically at her and she suddenly felt bad. "Is that your name?" He nodded, relieved that she'd understood him.

"Sorry. No one asks." Yosano frowned "people don't ask for your name?" No wonder he'd been so confused.

Atsushi nodded.

"How rude!" He blinked, surprised before hesitantly nodding. She couldn't believe this, what happened to basic manners.

Yosano shook her head, sitting beside him. Atsushi shuffled a little to make room. Now that she was sat next to him, Yosano realised he was shorter than her.

"So do you fight? Because no offence you don't look that strong." She said, hoping that she hadn't accidentally offended him by being so blunt.

Luckily Atsushi didn't seem offended, instead he got up off the metal bench they were on and gestured for her to get off it. Before picking it up with ease.

"... Okay yeah, nevermind you are that strong." She said, sitting back down with him with a look of awe.

Atsushi rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Hey don't be like that, it was cool." Said Yosano, eyes sharp as ever.

That's when one of the soilders came in, his arm broken. Yosano got up, using her ability and sending him off on his way. It was not Atsushi's turn to look in awe.

"It's just my ability" said Yosano, not seeing how great it was. "Don't say that, it's cool." Said Atsushi, repeating her earlier words.

Yosano huffed, rather theatrically to let him know she wasn't actually offended.

"Yeah well, you'll probably see it more. Its Thou Shalt not Die, it heals practically any injury. It's why I'm here as a medic." Yosano explained, Atsushi nodded processing the information.

Before shaking his head.

"You won't, not on me." Yosano looked at him confused. "Listen your strong and all, but you can't go a whole war without getting hurt."

Atsushi shook his head, contemplating something before grabbing a scalpel and lightly cutting his finger. In seconds it had healed completely.

Yosano blinked in shock. "Your ability is healing too?" She'd never met someone else with a ability before.

Atsushi hummed, trying to find the best way to explain it. "It's included, but not my main ability" is what he said eventually. "Oh, so what's your main ability?" Yosano asked.

At that Atsushi looked down, ashamed. "Hey, you don't have to tell me but I won't think less of you either way." Said Yosano, she might've only just met him but she felt an bond with him.

Atsushi studied her face for a few seconds before nodding. "Ability name: Beneath the moonlight. The ability to turn into a tiger. Allows for the user to possess the skills and abilities of a tiger.

Both passively and through bodily transformations, both partial and complete. As well as regeneration from any exterior injuries."

It was the most he'd spoken and yet it felt awfully clinical. It was something Doctor Mori would say.

It was almost like it wasn't Atsushi's ability at all. Like he only knew it because someone had told him what to say.

Yosano didn't like that but she kept that to herself, baby steps and all that. In other news...

"You can turn into a tiger?! Can I see?" Atsushi shook his head, apologetic. "Not allowed, not if I'm not fighting." Part of Yosano wanted to push him on that, what do you mean your not allowed?

It's your ability.

"Alright, but when you can I wanna see it." Is what she said instead, Atsushi seemed confused like he couldn't understand why anyone would.

Which was werid to Yosano because, tiger.

But he shrugged "okay."

That was when the door opened and Doctor Mori walked in. "Yosano, your needed. And you, your commander is calling for you."

Yosano bristled "his name is Atsushi." Mori definitely looked like he didn't care less but Yosano glared at him until he sighed. "Fine, if it'll make you happy my dear."

He turned to Atsushi "your commander is outside, Atsushi."

Atsushi, wide eyed in suprise nodded saluting to him. "I'll awe you later, be careful." Said Yosano, she didn't like how he looked so suprised.

Had anyone ever told him to be careful? Probably not because they didn't care for his name either, honestly. She was going to change that.

"I will try." He said before leaving.. Doctor Mori watched him go, disinterested before lighting up at the sight of injured soilders and Yosano sighed following him.

Not before poking her head out a window and seeing a glowing white tiger on the battlefield.

So cool.

@rheeeeeeeesiees An attempt has been made.

[anestofmuses]

A happy return.

Pesach, or passover was always a happy time within the Kiyori household. Even the deep cleaning of the house was less a chore and more a moment of bonding. Even Yuki was eager to join in.

It brought Safiya peace of mind, to see her family so content. Hearing Aikko talk to the twins while she was cookiung fir the sedar made the old woman chuckle.

"You'll like passover, we get to have really nice food and us kids get to ask questions. When you bothcan talk, it'llbe your turn. But this year it's mine." Aikko talked away, "Ooh if you're wondering why there's extra plates?" They weren't as neither Yuri or Ema could see that far yet but Aikko didn't seem to mind. "That's for the prophets Elijah and Miriam. They visit every sedar and it'd be rude to not have something out for them." The little boy nodded. Then perked up as the door was knocked. "Ooh maybe they're here early to say hi to you both."

Crowe his mother chuckled, ruffling his curly hair. She adored his little imagination and care for his new baby cousins. "I'll get it." She spoke, making her way to the hallway of the home. It was likely just onr of Yuki's boyfriends, perhaps even her dear Vega.

What she didn't expect, upon opening the door was the figure in front of her. He was skinnier then before, dark hair had become ling and white like snow. His brown eyes lacked the light and joy she had known. While his pale skin was marred with scars. But that ragged looking man was unmistakable..

"...Fa..father?" Crowe's voice cracked, her world had changed, tears that had been held in for so long had broken free like a river. As if she was a chimd again, Ayame Kiyori leapt and hugged her dad tight as she could.

For his part, Hayato held his daughter, his little girl close. A hand reaching up to brush her hair. After so many years apart. He could finally reunite with his beloved child. Tears from one eye alone flowed.

"I am here my Ayame..I'm home.." From the corner of his bionic eye, Hayato saw the shocked expression of his son. Yuki held a hand over his mouth, green eyes lit up with shock and joy, before barreling in wordlessly to hug him turn. The three didn't need words. They simply held each other until Yuki slipped away..

"I..I saw you..How?" Ayame tried to speak only to cry again. She had seen him di that night. She swore she had. Hayato simply dried away her tears before answering.

"Long story my daughter. One that may wait..is..she here?" Ayame nodded and took Hayato by the hand. Someone had to see him right away and it couldn't wait a second more. Through the hallway, Yuki was guiding his mother. The old woman confused as to why her son was sobbing but happy..

Until Safiya saw him...

The only sound now was her own heatbeat, her footsteps that quickened into a sprint. Oh why did Chaolan Lee insist on such large houses!

Her heart , her heart. Surely it was gone and this was all just a dream. Another longing hope that would be dashed in any second now. Her hand, rested against his cheek, too frightened to believe what she felt was real. He too held her face, studying it, tracing every wrinkle. It felt so real..could it be? Have her prayers been answered?

Time stopped, eyes met after twenty two long years..

They embraced each other, decades of pain, years of never knowing. All faded away. There was only her heart, his soul. In the room now.

Hayato and Safiya Kiyori kissed. Holding onto their soulmate and everything was right in their world again.

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1

It was one of those stormy Saturday nights, in which the rain hammered against the windows and the only light coming from the clouded sky were the bright thunderbolts striking across.

Aikko had been trying to make Tony feel better for days now but the fever had been working against her. With every hour that passed the sweat stains on Tony's shirt got bigger and the number of times, he had rolled over making an aching noise and helplessly searching for a more comfortable position rose.

“Hey— “, Aikko carefully jolt Tony's shoulder. “Hey—“, she repeated. She was nervously jumping from one foot onto the other. Deep down Aikko knew that it wasn’t Tony's fault they were in this situation but a part of her was refusing to accept that. What Tony did was unfair, mean, and it hurt her. More than she could ever have imagined being hurt. “HEY!—“, this time her tone had become more forcefully but incapable of hiding the fear for him. In front of Tony, she would have never have admitted how worried she was for the sickly, little boy laying in front of her he had become. The sweat was accumulating on his face, slowly running down his temples. Tony couldn’t keep his eyes open for more than a split second, but it was enough for Aikko to notice.

A ride to the hospital was impossible during those times. The weather conditions didn’t allow the much-needed visit of a doctor.

“Thank god, you’re under the living again”, Aikkos voice sounded like a relieved sight but her drawn together eyebrows were painting a different picture. Tony moaned.

“Sshh-“, Aikkos hand caressed his damp hair “stay with me. I'll get you some water, okay?”

It was foolish of her to expect an answer but the overwhelming silence that followed her question still left a sharp pain in her stomach.

And as much as she tried to convince herself that he deserved it to some degree, she could simply not stay mad at him. Not in this state.

And as her hands reached under his armpits, pulling him up into an upright position, tony curled up, whimpering in pain.

“Ssshhh”

Aikko knew damn well that “Sshhh” was not the magic remedy for pain relive but it gave her the illusion of not being completely powerless.

She slowly slipped her fingers under Tony's neck, bringing his chin up so she could slowly wrap up her glass of water bringing it to his chapped and unnaturally hot lips. she hadn’t been so close to him for so long and besides refusing to admit it, his hot back against her chest felt pleasant.

The fever was her endorsement that he was still breathing but also the threat that he would stop.

Thinking about how absurd this was, a small laugh escaped her lips. Aikkos eyes filled with tears.

“Drink this”, she pressed out. This time she only earned a delicate turning away of his head.

“please”, She pleaded. “For me”

“For you?”, Tony's voice sounded like sandpaper on unprocessed wood. “For you?”, he repeated adding more weight to his words. “Weren’t you the one wishing death on me?”, a pained smile crept on his lips.

“Not in this way”, Aikko responded holding back tears. Instead of further trying to convince him she increased the angle of the glass forcing him to at least let a couple of drops between his lips by adding more pressure.

“You seem to like me more than you admit, huh?”

Tony laughed agonized before he choked leading him into a painful coughing attack. A sharp pain stabbed him in the chest. He clenched his fist and bend over into a curled up position. Tony knew that he would have deserved to just be left to die in the woods where Aikko picked him up. He knew that he shouldn’t be teasing Aikko like this but her soft skin, and smile, voice, the way she cared about him even though she did everything to hide it made him crazy.

“Lay down again”, she ordered. This time it was Aikkos turn to bend over, not in pain but in a helpless attempt to assist Tony laying down. Even though he had lost so much weight her tiny body couldn't put up with him. Her scent grazed his face.

Aikko smelled like home. A home he had lost long ago.

[writingpromptsandwhump]

3

It was one of those stormy Saturday nights, in which the rain pounded against the windows and the only thing lightening up the sky were the bright thunderbolts striking across.

Aikko had been trying to make Tony feel better for days, but the fever had been working against her. With every hour that passed, the sweat stains on Tony's shirt got bigger and the number of times he had rolled over, making a groaning noise, seeking for a more comfortable position rose.

“Hey— “, Aikko softly touched Tony's shoulder, paying attention to not being too harsh. “Hey—“, she repeated. She was fidgeting from one foot onto the other. Deep down Aikko knew that it wasn’t Tony's fault they were in this situation but a part of her was refusing to accept that. What Tony did was unfair, mean, and it hurt her. More than she could ever have imagined. “HEY!—“, this time her tone had become more forceful but incapable of hiding the fear for him. In front of Tony, she would have never have admitted how worried she was. He had become a sickly, little boy laying in front of her. There was barely anything left of the attractive and charismatic young man he had been a few months ago. The sweat was accumulating on his face, paving its way down his temples. Tony couldn’t keep his eyes open for more than a heartbeat, but it was enough for Aikko to notice.

A ride to the hospital was impossible during those times. The weather conditions didn’t allow the much-needed visit of a doctor.

“Thank god, you’re among the living again”. She drew her eyebrows together. Aikkos voice sounded like a relieved sigh. Yet her face painted a different picture. Tony moaned.

“Sshh-, “ Aikkos hand caressed his damp hair “stay with me. I'll get you some water, okay?”

It was foolish of her to expect an answer. Nevertheless the overwhelming silence that followed her question stung her.

And as much as she tried to convince herself that he deserved it to some degree, she could not stay mad at him. Not in this state.

Her hands reached under his armpits, pulling him into an upright position. Tony tried to suppress his groans but the pain forced him to curl up, whimpering in pain.

“Ssshhh”

Aikko knew too damn well that “Sshhh” was not the magic remedy for pain relief. Yet it gave her the illusion of not being completely powerless. She eased her fingers under Tony's neck, bringing his chin up to guide the glass to his chapped and hot lips. It felt like ages since she had been so close to him and besides refusing to admit it, his hot back against her chest felt pleasant.

The fever was her endorsement that he was still breathing but also the threat that he would stop.

Thinking about how absurd this was, a small laugh escaped her lips. Aikkos eyes filled with tears.

“Drink this”, she pressed out. This time she only earned a delicate turning away of his head.

“please”, She pleaded. “For me”

“For you?”, Tony's voice sounded like sandpaper on unprocessed wood. “For you?”, he repeated adding more weight to his words. “Weren’t you the one wishing death on me?”, a pained smile crept on his lips.

“Not in this way”, Aikko responded, holding back tears. Instead of further trying to convince him, she increased the angle of the glass, forcing him to at least let a couple of drops between his lips.

“You seem to like me more than you admit, huh?”

Tony laughed agonized before he choked, leading him into a painful coughing fit. A sharp pain stabbed him in the chest. He clenched his fist and bent forward into a curled up position. Tony knew that he would have deserved to have died and rotted in the woods where Aikko picked him up. He knew that he shouldn’t be teasing Aikko. Not today. But her soft skin, and smile, voice, the way she cared about him even though she did everything to hide it made him crazy.

“Lay down again”, she ordered. This time it was Aikkos turn to bend forward, not in pain but in a helpless attempt to assist Tony laying down. Even though he had lost so much weight her tiny body couldn't put up with him. Her scent grazed his face.

Aikko smelled like home. A home he had lost long ago.

[anestofmuses]

The mansion, aside from Aikko's bedroom window, was completely immaculate and in tact. Mariko must have used her keys to let the intruders in and out without causing any issue.

The rest of the staff were very cooperative to Sergei. Answering hus questions. Nothing was suspicious about them. For now at least.

Yuki quietly set about cleaning Aikko's room. Getting rid of the shattered glass, setting toys back into their places. Anuthing he could do to return it back to normal. Anything that looked like evidence was carefully collected into bags. His hands gloved the entire time. All while feeling guilt and worry. He had caused his family to face danger. A monster tried to hurt Aikko. Because of him.

"...I shouldn't be here.." He mumnuerd. Lost in thought.

Sergei started down the mansion's halls, carefully looking around at any cameras, windows, or doors. Anything that looked out of place hw ould thoroughly investigate. He also planned to talk to every staff member he could find. If the gardener would betray her employer and his family, who's to say the others wouldn't either?