#Mr. Hajime

[doodlenoodleboi]

characters I can’t find fanfiction of (or just very little of) part 2

Part 1

[evelyn-and-art]

A fluffy and silly love confession comic ft. fem!reader/tsubakino/umemiya for my lovely giftee @moonstruck-writing for the Wind Breaker Exchange ‘24-‘25 ( @winbrexchange )!

The full work is over on Ao3!

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and a lil extra doodle for my giftee <3

Thank you for your prompt once again! I hope to work on the next exchange or another winbre-related event again with such amazing writer like yourself. <33

[accidentallyatekneecaps]

The kmhn server and I have decided to make a month for kmhn Christmas!

It starts the first of December! Feel free to join, even if it is just for one day! This is just for fun

Anything creative is allowed! Just no ai!

[yo-yo-yoshiko]

"Looks good!"

[maybe-a-dinosaur]

seijoh 4 as summer camp employees

hanamaki takahiro is BUILT for this he has fun hair he’s weird he’s engaging his he’s colorful his water bottle is covered in stickers he has sandals on toes Out he is shameless he’s kinda unhinged it so works. he’s a counselor but almost never has a cabin to himself he’s more like a sub if someone else has gets sick or whatever but when he shows up it’s like a celebrity sighting a monumentous occasion. if he’s not needed anywhere else he’s helping out with arts and crafts his favorite artworks are the ones where you can’t tell what the fuck it’s supposed to be. he has lots of string friendship bracelets he knows how to make them but lies whenever someone asks he just gives them one he gatekeeps cuz he thinks it’s funny and teaching is too much work. he tells the most Outrageous ghost stories and is the reason only half of the kids will go in the lake he talks about bigfoot and campers who went missing and the town’s curse he is carrying on legacies he is SO fun.

iwaizumi hajime is the Coolest fucking counselor ever. bandana around his head sleeves cut off of the uniform tshirt (muscle tee now) he has friendship bracelets a beat up watch one anklet his water bottle is on its last leg he has a dinosaur keychain on his backpack he like epitomizes cool guy the kids idolize him. his cabin wins every single camp-wide competition every time like he’s peak athleticism and he’s just like so awesome or whatever it’s contagious. he picks kids up and throws them in the lake and pool if a frisbee gets stuck in a tree he gets it every time he caught a snake once and took it back to the woods everyone wants to sit next to him in the mess hall he can’t build a fire and is mad about it he sleeps like a fucking Rock and snores like a lawnmower and eats enough for 3 people at every meal.

oikawa tooru is a lifeguard. at the pool at the lake he’s always around the water somehow and Everyone has a crush on him. up on his lifeguard chair sunglasses on his skin is all golden whistle around his neck or spinning on his finger his hair somehow always looks good he wears a headband one day and someone literally faints. he teaches swimming and canoeing lessons and is really good at it he almost Never has to save anyone for someone who works by the water you’d think they’d swim a little more. he’s pretty quiet when he’s on duty he takes the job seriously but he’s a fucking motormouth when he’s off that chair he will Not shut up. he sits w the boys at meals running that fucking mouth pisses them off So Bad he blatantly flirts/fights with iwaizumi when the kids aren’t around and Refuses to get into a canoe with him bc it always ends up getting flipped. he’s really good with the younger kids they’re his favorite to work with but he is generally well liked throughout the camp he’s like everyone’s counselor crush and he always eats raisin bran for breakfast.

matsukawa issei is the camp cryptid he works with the older kids who like go backpacking and spend all their time in the woods he emerges looking like he’s been there all his life. he kinda just appears sometimes doing odd jobs taking things to the lost and found feeding the chickens fishing things out of the lake general camp maintenance he materializes out of the trees with a fire extinguisher a neon yellow backpack and a missing camper. he’s often accompanied by the camp dog so there are theories (encouraged by takahiro) that he’s actually a werewolf and that’s why he’s everywhere some people think he is the camp dog issei thinks this is very funny. the only place he’s consistently found is the mess hall at meals otherwise when not wandering or in the forest he can be found hanging out with hiro coming up with new ghost stories playing some sort of sport with hajime or pouring water on tooru’s head wherever he happens to be. issei is the best campfire builder on the property and some of the kids are scared of him he never has his phone can only be contacted by walkie-talkie he is the jack of all trades.

[solarstranger]

can't get over this ig reel and how iwaizumi-coded the guy is. imagine new acquaintance iwaizumi hajime (who you met through a mutual friend) texting you 'what are your plans this saturday' and you tell him you have a few choices in mind and he shoots you with a 'can i be one of them?' ?????

[courtesanofdeath]

Miyata Ichirō

[runayachi]

On a mild winter day–not quite warm but definitely less chilly than it had been in days past–Oikawa and Iwaizumi are hanging out at the park. They’re not doing anything–for once, neither of them particularly feel like a round of volleyball. Iwaizumi is idly making snowballs. Oikawa would be worried, but so far Iwaizumi’s done nothing more than break the snowballs apart once he’s finished shaping them, so he’s largely unconcerned until the blue-clad figure of a certain pesky underclassman (former underclassman?) turns around the corner and starts jogging towards the park. 

“You have got to be kidding me,” he grouses. 

“What?” Iwaizumi asks, then he notices Kageyama Tobio jogging towards them. 

“Be nice, Shittykawa,” he grumbles. 

“I’m always nice,” Oikawa snaps. 

Iwaizumi raises one singular eyebrow at him, and Oikawa shuts his mouth immediately. 

“Kageyama!” Iwaizumi calls. 

Kageyama’s eyes widen, and then he’s running lightly towards the two of them. He gives them both a half-nod. 

“Oikawa-senpai, Iwaizumi-senpai,” he says. “How are you?” 

“We’re fine,” Oikawa says. 

“Congrats on making it to Nationals,” Iwaizumi says, and even gives Kageyama a fist bump. “We watched some of your matches. You played well.” 

Kageyama’s cheeks turn pink. “Thanks. It was fun.” 

“How’s number ten doing?” Iwaizumi asks. “I heard he collapsed.”

Kageyama scowls. “That idiot,” he says. “He’s fine. He didn’t get enough rest.” 

Oikawa doesn’t want to sit here and listen to Iwaizumi and Kageyama talk about Nationals, when it’s a bitter reminder that he never got to play in it himself, so he blurts out the first thing he can think of that isn’t related to Nationals. 

Which just happens to be, “Hey, Kageyama, do you think you can give me Mr. Refreshing’s contact information?” 

Silence falls over the three of them as Iwaizumi and Kageyama process his words, then turn to stare at him with different expressions. Iwaizumi’s eyes are wide and his jaw has dropped slightly; Kageyama meanwhile looks incredibly confused. 

Oikawa doesn’t know where that came from. Why would he ask about Mr. Refreshing? He hasn’t even thought about the silver-haired reserve setter from Karasuno since his defeat at the Spring Semifinals. Or, no, he was definitely watching Mr. Refreshing during the Shiratorizawa match. Okay, so he hasn’t thought about him since–no, wait, he was also watching him during the Inarizaki match…it seems like he’s thought a lot about Mr. Refreshing lately. 

“Who’s Mr. Refreshing?” Kageyama asks after the silence has gone on too long. 

“Your senpai?” Oikawa asks. “You know, at Karasuno?” 

“Why do you want his number?” Iwaizumi demands. “What are you planning?”

“You don’t support me making friends? Iwa-chan!” Oikawa throws Iwaizumi a fake pout. Iwaizumi starts threateningly scooping up snow. 

“I just want to talk to him,” Oikawa says, raising his hands placatingly. “Is that so hard to believe?” 

“Yes,” Iwaizumi says, and starts shaping it into a ball. Oikawa surreptitiously starts moving away from him.  

Kageyama shrugs. “I don’t know if…if…my senpai would want me to give out his contact information.” 

That is a reasonable objection, Oikawa supposes. But when there’s a will, there’s a way. 

“Hm, well, you have my information, right?” Oikawa asks, even though he knows the answer to this. 

“No.” Kageyama is as blunt as ever. 

Oikawa blinks. “You don’t? I thought you did?” 

Kageyama frowns. “You never gave it to me.” 

“I didn’t?!” Oikawa gasps in fake surprise (of course he hadn’t given Kageyama Tobio his number). “Really?” 

“Why are you surprised,” Iwaizumi mutters, not loud enough for Kageyama to hear him, but he is leaning close to make sure that Oikawa hears the judgment in his tone. 

He makes the executive decision to ignore Iwaizumi. And shifts even further away from his friend, because Iwaizumi’s almost finished with the snowball. 

“Here,” Oikawa says, and starts rummaging around his coat for a slip of paper to write his number on. “I’ll give you my number, and you can ask if Mr. Refreshing if he wants it or not.” 

“But…” Kageyama’s mouth opens and shuts a few times, before he manages to say, “Who’s Mr. Refreshing?”

“Your senpai, you know, the pretty one.” The comment slips out, but Oikawa freezes as soon as the words have been said. 

Since when has he thought that Karasuno’s reserve setter was pretty? Sure, he has interesting hair (a light silvery color, one that looks like it would shimmer in the sun), and his eyes are a really nice shade of brown (almost copper, if he was feeling fancy), and he had nice hands (setter’s hands, really) but that didn’t mean he was pretty. Just mildly interesting to look at.   

“The…pretty one?” Kageyama repeats. 

“You think Mr. Refreshing’s pretty?” Iwaizumi asks, and now he’s leaning back to regard Oikawa with a look that spells nothing but trouble. At least he’s stopped messing with the snow, Oikawa thinks numbly. “Really?” 

“Well, I–” Oikawa sputters as he frantically tries to defend himself. He’s not going to back down on something he said, regardless of how much he may or may not have meant it. “He’s certainly not ugly!” 

“Do you mean Shimizu?” Kageyama asks earnestly. “She really doesn’t want her number getting out. Tanaka and Noya told us that we should under no circumstances give anyone her number without her permission.” 

“Shimizu?” Oikawa asks and starts mentally going through Karasuno’s roster (he really should have learned their names; he can only recall their jersey numbers) before he remembers the pretty girl with glasses who’d followed Karasuno around during their matches. “Oh, your manager?” 

Kageyama nods. 

“No, she’s cute, but I don’t want her number. I want Mr. Refreshing’s number.” Oikawa scoffs. “Besides, I don’t think she’d be a Mr. Refreshing.” 

Kageyama starts frowning again. “So it’s not Shimizu? Most people want her number.” 

“Eh, she already rejected me.” 

Kageyama blinks. “She did?” 

“Yeah.” Oikawa gives up on searching for paper. “Here, just put your number in my phone,” he says to Kageyama, and hands over his phone, a space for a new contact already opened. Kageyama willingly types his number in. Oikawa messages Kageyama immediately as soon as the contact’s made. 

“Now you have my number,” he says cheerfully. “So you can go to Mr. Refreshing and ask if he wants my contact info, and if he says yes, you can send it to him for me!” He gives Kageyama his most winning smile. 

“...I still don’t know who Mr. Refreshing is,” Kageyama says. 

“I told you, he’s your pretty senpai.” Oikawa doesn’t stumble over pretty. He does not; he never stumbles over admitting whether or not someone is pretty. “Karasuno’s not that big.”  He pauses, then adds, “His hair’s grey, if that helps.” 

“...right.” 

It’s awkwardly silent after that. 

“Ah, Kageyama,” Iwaizumi says, cutting into the silence, and offering Kageyama a smile when Kageyama turns to him. “That reminds me. Your captain’s really good at receives; do you think I could get his number? I want to ask him for some tips.” 

“Oh,” Kageyama says, and actually visibly brightens. “I’m sure Daichi-san would be happy to hear you say that. Yeah, I can give it to you.” 

Oikawa’s jaw drops, but Iwaizumi shoots him a glare that quickly shuts him up. Kageyama gives Iwaizumi Daichi’s number a little too easily, and then Iwaizumi is telling Kageyama to have a good run, and Kageyama’s jogging off in the opposite direction. 

“Iwa-chan!” Oikawa wails as soon as Kageyama’s out of sight. “Why are you getting Karasuno’s captain’s number?”

Iwaizumi raises an eyebrow at him. “You don’t support me making friends?” 

It’s such a blatant mockery of Oikawa’s earlier words that Oikawa gasps and scoops up a handful of loose snow to throw in Iwaizumi’s face. “Iwa-chan!” 

Iwaizumi scowls and brushes snow from his hair. “You’re going to regret that,” he says, and picks up a snowball. Oikawa barely has time to plead for mercy before it hits him in the face. 

He puts Kageyama Tobio, and the Mr. Refreshing dilemma, out of his mind after that, too busy trying to get as much snow as possible into Iwaizumi’s clothes.

[kkoct-ik]

komahinanami doodles from today

[crimzonstudioz]

Mister shrimp

[robinson-graves]

[sits up suddenly from my coffin] anybody fuck with my super danganronpa 2 x guy who didnt like musicals au

[cattysapien]

going through the stages of grief while doodling eremika

[nanaosaki3940]

If Baji was a Yakuza Boss...

So today I just started reading this Korean manhwa/webtoon called "Mr. Baek" and in this manhwa, there are two twin brothers. The older twin is Dogyeong Baek who's a Yakuza/mafia boss and the younger twin is Isu Baek who's a military officer/soldier. Here Isu is the main protagonist while Dogyeong is more like the 2nd main lead. So when I was reading this manhwa, for some reason I don't know why, but the older twin Dogyeong kept reminding me of Baji.

Like, look at Baji... 🥰💕

And then there's Dogyeong Baek... 😳🥵

Like call me crazy or whatever but I just can't stop thinking about Baji whenever I see Dogyeong Baek... And this made me wonder that probably Baji would've looked like this if he had grown up to be a Yakuza boss. Those long black hair, those red eyes, those crazy smirks or grins... That's Baji as a Yakuza boss, baby!!! 😆😆😆

[skateironicallycantskate]

you guys should totally go check out my mutual’s Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde AU on tiktok and ao3 >_<

[somekindofsentience]

希望の神

[lexichae-draws]

why he do that