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It's my 2 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

i’ve been here for so long…

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ITS HAPPENING WIDJJWJDN

screaming crying throwing up etc.

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Here is my reference sheet for my artsona! I will probably use this sona for most of my art unless I wanna use my other nijisonas

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WHATVWHAHAHSH

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hello tumblr! i hate twitter so im back here

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hello. just a lil peek from me. i'll be posting some of my twitter works here

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It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

this is crazy actually

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*grabs you* hi.

o-oh 😳

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hello, a lil peek from me 

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You hear a knock at your door. When you open it, you find your archnemesis sprawled out just past the threshold, battered, bruised, and very clearly only hanging onto life by a thread. “Sorry. It’s just … I didn’t know where else to go” they mutter as you look down at them.

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For my dear @shoy0-23 💙

Maybe late, but done with a lot of love haha ~ Lov you honey and even though I didn't get the chance to give you a gift I can always make one for you! 💜

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no one’s ever gonna really truly get you but that’s okay because you get you and you get to have this secret magical world that is entirely your own in the expanse of your imagination

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Can you make an KuroKen Fanfic abt them like comforting eachother when their day's going bad?

Hello anon tysm for this ask !! This is a bit messy bc it's literally 3am here as I write this but I hope you like this !!

note: i used headcanon pronouns for kenma and i use they/them on them and theyre non-binary bc theyre not into gendered shit here just a heads up

pt. 1/1

tw: homophobia

This is proofread !! ✅

"Kenma, what's up ? The expression you have looks like hell." the older male said, observing his partner's facial features.

The junior looks up from their game as they gave their boyfriend an irritated look. "It's nothing, Kuro." they said, clearly irritated at something. Tetsurou knows something is indeed wrong by his partner's tone.

"Doesn't seem like nothing when your face looks like the first time you had to toss to Lev." the black-haired male said cheekily.

His partner ignored him which made Tetsurou suspect that something serious probably happened. Choosing to respect his partner's boundaries for now, they continued to walk to the train station.

After they have sat down in the train, Tetsurou's suspicions start to become more likely as Kenma put their PSP away. It was an unlikely occurrence, one that Tetsurou rarely sees. However, Tetsurou knew this state would make his partner uncooperative. He usually would have to wait for a while before he could get them to open up so he waited until they got to their neighborhood.

Arriving at Kenma's house, Tetsurou spoke up. "Hey Ken, I think we need to talk. Somethin' seems to be bothering ya so I'll be here for a while. I already texted my dad so there's no need to worry." he spoke with a hint of concern in his voice. "I-... I understand. Let's go in." Kenma spoke rather nonchalantly, but they knew and understood their boyfriend's concern, they just didn't know how to project those feelings.

As the two entered their house, Mrs. Kozume greeted them both as the two greeted her back politely. In a somehow awkward but comfortable silence the two walked to Kenma's room. Allowing themselves to indulge in the privacy of their room.

"So, what happened that made you so upset ?" Tetsurou inquired, placing his bag down as his partner immediately sat on the bed. Tetsurou waited patiently for his partner to respond, not wanting to pressure them.

Tetsurou heard a long sigh from his partner. "I'm just tired of people being stupid. Like, why can't they just be open-minded ?" they said, clearly frustrated at the thought. Tetsurou does not understand what his partner was saying. Instead of telling them to explain more, he simply waited as he sat on their desk chair.

"They don't get that I'm non-binary and that I'm not into being tied down to the gender spectrum." they ranted more, leaning their face on their palms. "Is it really hard to respect someone's identity ? Or is it just because their brain isn't working properly due to their lack of knowledge."

Tetsurou just listened to his partner rant about their situation. He didn't want to interrupt them. He knew very well that they don't always open up so this was a good chance to just let them be them.

The smaller person continued to rant about the homophobes in their school, letting their anger and frustration take over as they know that their partner is listening to them and allowing them to release their pent up anger.

"I could've thrown a chair at him, seriously. And the fucking audacity to call me gross for dating you ?! I know this'll sound cheesy but what's so wrong with being true to myself and loving someone with the same biological sex ?" They said, flopping on their bed feeling relieved to finally have let those feelings out.

Their boyfriend who had been listening to them rant looked at them and sighed as well.

"I understand how you feel, Ken, I really do. And honestly I would be frustrated too. Your feelings are valid, don't worry." he started.

"It's unfair that a lot of people tend to invalidate your identity, in all honesty. And y'know what I'll give them a beating if they say something that hurts you." Tetsurou said which stunned Kenma because they never said that it hurt them, but knowing their boyfriend he probably read them.

"Yeah, it's a lot to take in. Being referred to as a boy, being misgendered and using the wrong pronouns on me...It's just unsettling." Kenma sat up, locking eyes with their boyfriend.

"But I've got your back. I know it's so frustrating to be invalidated but you have the entire team, plus Karasuno to validate your identity. I'd say Bokuto's team validates you too."

Kenma's lips quirked up a bit and he let out a small smile which made Tetsurou smile back fondly. The smaller person spread their arms, signaling the older male to come closer and embrace them to which the latter did.

That night, they enjoyed each other's presence and company, not wanting to let go even for one second.

hope you enjoyed this piece !! ik its a bit short but i tried !! its hard when you dont have enough sleep. so sorry if this is rushed and it mostly talking about kenma !! ^^' ill probably make a part 2 with kuroo's part but ill try !!

reblogs are not necessary but v appreciated <3

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I present to you, the friendship of these 3 idiots. honestly their friendship makes me soft and it gives me comfort

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