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#tying knots
perplexed-penguin · 2 years
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olives-and-lilies · 1 year
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So there’s been something in the works, @malevolentbigbang has happened, the results are in!
I got to work with the lovely @jay-jay-bird, our writer with a truly wicked skill for tactile imagery and sneaky foreshadowing, and @butzenscheibe, another damn good artists (the color control, seriously!)
Here are my humble additions, to this beautiful fic
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[ID: A digital painting of Arthur Lester leaning on a counter with a mug in hand. He has long brown hair, a goatee, and bright blue eyes. He’s wearing a white tank top that shows his freckled arms, and his head is cocked playfully to the side, mouth open, cheeks blushing. In front of him stands John Doe, seen from the back. He has slicked-back blonde hair and is wearing a striped collared shirt. He holds a copy of The New York Times open in front of him. The words, “I’d probably just tie you down,” are written across the top of the image, and a blue broken circuit symbol emanates from Arthur. End ID]
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[ID: a digital painting of a close up of piano keys with two hands resting on them. On the left is Arthur’s right hand, and on the right is John’s left hand. They are not quite close enough to touch, but Arthur’s pinky is slightly extended toward John’s. End ID]
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[ID Left: Digital painting of Arthur’s shirtless back from the neck to the waist. John’s hands are cinching the knots on a black shibari rope harness that wraps around Arthur’s torso and pins his arms back. The scene is bathed in warm golden firelight. End ID]
[ID Right: Digital painting of Arthur in profile, from the shoulders up. He is shirtless, and part of a rope harness is visible around his arm. His lips are parted and he is looking back at John, who has his mouth to Arthur’s ear and one hand wrapped around Arthur’s chin. End ID]
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[ID: Digital painting of John and Arthur’s hands. John is reaching for Arthur’s wrist, which has a faint red mark around it. Text: “‘You are an uncompromising man, Arthur Lester.’ John caught hold of Arthur’s wrist, gently running his thumb over the marks left by the rope. His calloused fingertips caught on each slight indentation, a match-strike touch that sent sparks across his skin. ‘And yet you offer yourself to me, when you would yield to no one else in the numberless worlds. Your faith is more precious than gold; it tastes sweeter than any wine. To a god, there is no greater gift than that.’” End ID]
Shoutout to @genderfluid-draws for helping me with the IDs, they are not my strong point and druid is absolutely next level at them
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A hot woman at the end of the bar dressed in pure sex appeal makes eye contact with me.
She opens her mouth and pulls out a cherry stem tied neatly with her tongue and winks.
I smile and wink back ever so suavely and then proceed to do the same, opening my mouth to reveal a tied banana peel.
My skill and raw talent distresses her and she rushes out of the bar in awe of it.
I am the number one mouth tier.
Out of the corner of my eye I spot someone's shoelace is untied.
My work is never finished.
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otiksimr · 5 months
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Favorite genre of picture, snakes wrapped around bird beaks.
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its-kinda-snowy · 2 months
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I don't think Herbert won the knot tying badge in Eagle Scouts :/
a continuation of this post based off of all your amazing comments :3
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just-null · 10 months
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im so mad at u omg
how dare u make my noritoshi obsession 10 times worse
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Noritoshi spews his true feelings when you're upset with him. Similar to a very eager puppy trying to regain your favor by any means...... but realizes what he says and blames you for turning him into a fool. Another downside for him is that he won't take his words back in fear of you getting the wrong idea.
you're just a bully that he hopes will forget about the embarrassing words he blurted out.
hes simultaneously reeling and embarrassed. is this what happens when you make your love upset? does that imply he's your love?!
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saturdaysky · 2 years
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when your kryn friend helps you tie the fancy tie you bought to impress your first class of students, and you are in love with him
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and our little friends, the WIP beans:
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reality-detective · 1 month
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Lifehack | Useful Tips
How to stretch it tight. 🤔
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i feel like the queer community lost when we started policing labels and making sure everyone used the Correct™ labels instead of letting a person decide what feels right for them
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animangapolls · 8 days
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tartarduck · 1 year
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an instructional guide by agent raven and his fiancee, who's tagged along for this training session
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fusudesu · 3 months
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littleplantfreak · 3 months
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Please imagine Umemiya Hajime who's good at camping. He's well prepared and can start a fire in seconds if necessary. (Not to mention him chopping wood?) But also imagine the knots he can tie when putting the tent up. His fingers deftly looping and pulling around the stakes before he tightens them. He'll teach you what different ones are good for, but every time he has you try to do it, you come up blank, unable to tie the simplest thing. It takes the third time of him showing you before he realizes the dreamy look in your eyes isn't one of concentration to learn. But really, who could blame you when he explains it so patiently in that sweet low rumble that he uses when he's alone with you in close proximity. When occasionally he'll grab your hands in his to physically show you how the knots tie, and you can feel the callouses on his palms grazing your skin.
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liillyliilly · 3 months
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Freckles, Bandaids, Cherry Knots
yamaguchi tadashi x reader words; 2257 synopsis; she's an assistant at the gym where they play volleyball, once she helps heal up a teammate, yamaguchi sees her everywhere. also 3rd year long hair yamaguchi
“Bullshit.” She quickly put her bloody finger in her mouth, to avoid spilling blood onto the pristine flooring. Lightly she stood on her tiptoes to look for the bandages on the second shelf, but when she found them she was met with a challenge.
They were placed way up too high for her to reach. So she just climbed the countertop to see if she could get them.
Y/N had only been volunteering at the Miyagi Gym for around a month or so and had quickly adapted to helping the people who clambered into the medical office. Broken or bruised, she knew exactly what to do.
But still, it didn’t prevent her from accidentally cutting her finger on her homework that was long past due.
The metallic taste of her finger’s blood echoed in her mouth. She tapped her foot. Lost in her thoughts, only to be met with someone clearing their throat.
“I’m sorry to bother you, but, well, um. Gosh, um Kageyama has kinda well,-“ The green-haired boy seemed to stumble over his words. In hindsight, and in his defense, he didn’t expect to see such a cute girl climbing on a countertop.
The boy was tall and seemed to kind of hide in himself. But, the way he wanted to help his friend shone through more than his shyness. A piece of his hair stood straight up and it reminded her of the walkie-talkie she had growing up.
She hopped off the counter and cleared her throat.
“He got hurt right?” She offered to the boy, and once he nodded, she offered a smile and directed him to bring the dark-haired boy to the inspection table.
She then tried to jump and reach the bandages, to take care of the boy who needed her help. Seeing that his nose was bleeding and the bridge of his nose was getting bruised.
Her face was slightly flushed, mainly from the embarrassment of having to jump up to try and reach the white gauze bandages.
“Can I get those for you?” The boy offered, slightly toying with the collar of his Karasuno number 12 jersey.
That’s when she noticed that he was reasonably taller than she, so she stood off to the side and let him reach for the bandages.
“These right?” His face had turned red, blocking out the freckles she had first noticed. She let out a barely noticeable sigh, she thought his freckles were very in character for this boy. It almost seemed like something out of a movie to her.
The (not so helpless) leading girl gets help from the attractive love interest.
She quickly wrapped her finger in the white gauze before turning her attention to the boy referred to as Kageyama. Kageyama seemed hesitant to let her remove the tissue he was holding up to his nose to prevent a waterfall of crimson.
But she happily pinched his nose, which resulted in Kageyama flinching, and stopping the bleeding.
“Wow.” Kageyama wrinkled and wiggled his nose. “I feel great!” She handed him a wet cloth so that he could wipe away the red residue on his face and jersey.
She let out a relieved laugh, “Well, I’m sorry to tell you this but you’re going to need to stay here for a little bit longer. So I can make sure that you’re all good.”
“Fine.” Kageyama folded his arms in a huff. She went over to the sink to wash her hands, only to notice the green-haired boy hovering right next to her. It reminded her an awful lot like when her cousin got that new puppy, and it was always cuddled up next to them.
“I’m- I’m Yamaguchi. Nice to feet you.” He outstretched his hand for her to shake.
“I’m L/N, nice to meet you too!” She emphasized the word ‘meet’ since Yamaguchi had mixed the word up with feet instead.
“I didn’t say meet did I?” Yamaguchi rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. His face had just returned to being freckle-covered, only when she corrected him did his face turn bright red again. The constellations on his skin fade away into a blanket of red.
“Yeah, but it was cute that you didn’t say meet,” She paused, “I guess you just have a thing for feet then? Right?” She just couldn’t stop herself from teasing him. Using an elbow to jab him in his side playfully.
“No! I mean, feet are nice and all but, well, I’m sure you have nice feet, but, oh no. Well-“
“You two make me want to gag. Yamaguchi, c’mon I’m sure I can leave now. Right? Miss Doctor Lady?” Kageyama shook his head and stood up, waving his arms towards the exit door.
“Yeah, you seem to have returned to a normal-ish state.”
“L/N?” Yamaguchi floated by the exit door, not yet crossing the medical threshold.
“Yup?” She asked. She was wiping off the spot where Kageyama had been sitting, effectively disinfecting the area.
“Are you going to be here tomorrow?”
“As a volunteer, I’m stuck here until I’ve racked up enough hours to stop.” She joked. Yamaguchi just looked concerned. “It was a joke, you can laugh.” Yamaguchi ran a hand through his hair in exasperation. Again this brings attention to the strand that stood out like a sore thumb.
“Well, L/N, I hope that I can see you again?”
“Just don’t go getting yourself hurt on purpose okay?”
“Anything for you.” And now it was her turn to turn pink and fidget with her fingers.
Kageyama pulled Yamaguchi by his arm out of the office and back to the court. Yamaguchi waved wildly to her as Kageyama dragged him away.
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“Tsukki, she is just so pretty! And the way she helped Kageyama was hilarious!” Yamaguchi exclaimed mimicking the way she pinched Kageyama by putting his fingers to the bridge of his nose and then giggling.
“If you like her so much, why didn’t you get her number?” Tsukishima then proceeded to place his headphones over his ears as he helped Yachi put away random volleyballs. The constant rambling about Yamaguchi’s crush was getting uncool to him.
“Well, I didn’t get her number because, well,- I actually don’t know why I didn’t ask for it?” Yamaguchi scratched the back of his head in blatant confusion.
Tsukishima had finished helping Yachi and had swung his bag over his shoulder, thus beginning his trek home. He knew L/N, she was in the college prep courses, and she was in their year. She just split time between attending Karasuno, and then her volunteering internship at Miyagi Gym.
Tsukishima wondered why Yamaguchi had never noticed her before. He blames it on Yamaguchi’s ability to block out everything besides volleyball. The so-called tunnel vision of a captain.
“Tsukki! Wait up! I need your help getting her number!” Yamaguchi rapidly threw his backpack on and chased after Tsukishima.
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Yamaguchi was often referred to as a loverboy, particularly by Tsukishima. And Tsukishima wasn’t wrong, not in the slightest. There are quite a few phrases that Yamaguchi Tadashi says every day. Most of them have to do with Little Miss Doctor.
“Tsukki! Do you think she would sit and eat lunch with us if I asked nicely?” Yamaguchi asked while trying to look over Tsukishima’s shoulder to catch a glimpse of his crush, nibbling on the egg from his bento.
His knee was bouncing wildly and he kept moving his head around trying to get a good look at the girl, giving Tsukishima a slight headache.
Ever since Tsukishima told Yamaguchi all he knew about her, Yamaguchi insisted they sit out in the courtyard to eat. Close enough to where she ate under the cherry trees between buildings.
“If you want to spend time with her, just go and do it. There’s no use in just stalking her.” Tsukishima pushed up his glasses and turned up his music to blast out the chatter caused by his classmates.
Would that really work? Asking to sit with her? Yamaguchi pushed away the thoughts until he saw that she was eating some cherries from a plastic bag.
She would flip a page in her book, eat a cherry, but then hold the stem in her mouth. Her jaw moved for a minute before she pulled out the stem, now tied in a knot. She smiled at it before putting it in the growing pile of tied stems. Repeating the process with a fresh cherry and a new page in her book.
Yamaguchi also wanted to be able to do that little party trick. And in an instant, he was standing next to her table and blurting out his thoughts.
“Wait! Hold up! You can tie a cherry knot in your mouth! Can you show me?”
She took out the stem, swallowed, and cleared her throat. “Show you how to tie a cherry knot?”
She felt her face warm up.
People asking about her subtle talent just used it to flirt or mess around with her. But Yamaguchi seemed earnest and enthusiastic about actually learning how to tie one. They hadn’t talked much since the occurrence at the Gym, but he would wave to her often between passing periods.
Once, when she was going to drop off some forms for her internship supervisor at Karasuno, she caught a glimpse of Yamaguchi pulling his olive hair into a ponytail during class. He held the hair tie in his mouth before grabbing his hair and tying the elastic.
Instead of a more hidden face, she could see his entire side profile, and she almost dropped all her papers.
He grabbed a cherry and ate it, sitting down across from her.
“I can show you.” She said, putting a bookmark in her book and putting it into her bag. She offered another cherry to Yamaguchi.
“This is going to be fun!”
After a few minutes of explaining, Yamaguchi was able to successfully tie a cherry knot. She gave him a smile, her face still slightly hot. The jokes and innuendos associated with tying a cherry stem were definitely not lost on her at this moment.
“Good job.” She complimented and patted Yamaguchi on the shoulder. He mentally swore never to wash his shoulder again.
“Now we can both tie cherry knots!”
She nodded at his words, the bell interrupting any opportunities to continue the conversation.
Yamaguchi waved goodbye and went into his classroom. When Tsukishima arrived back to class and looked over to him, Yamaguchi was looking out the window, twirling the tied cherry stem in his pointer finger and thumb.
From that day, she turned the duo of Tsukishima and Yamaguchi into a trio. However, Tsukishima didn’t enjoy the times when Yamaguchi would try and ask her out on a date when the three of them were hanging out.
It annoyed him mainly because of the obliviousness on her part. She just didn’t seem to notice or realize that Yamaguchi was trying his best to flirt with her.
Like today, when the small group was walking home in the falling snow. The sun caused the blanket of white on the ground to shimmer and bounce light back onto the group, though it didn’t directly translate to warmth.
She was shivering, her exhaled breath a misty fog, and her lips turning slightly purple. But she was still smiling and actively participating during the ongoing conversation.
“And then Hinata mimicked Kageyama by pushing his hair down!” Yamaguchi was telling a story about two frenemies, who happened to be polar opposites. She shook her head in understanding, bringing her hands to her mouth so she could blow some hot air onto them.
Without thinking, Yamaguchi grasped onto her hands and held them tightly, hoping that his warmth would pass from him to her.
“You’re freezing! Lemme warm you up.” Yamaguchi shrugged off his jacket and forced her to put it on and zip it up, even if the collar was too high for her and her chin and part of her mouth was covered by the fabric. Yamaguchi swung his arm around her shoulder and pulled her in close.
“Gross,” Tsukishima grumbled.
A couple of days later, she came down with a cold. Causing Yamaguchi to be fretting 24/7.
“Just text her already.” Tsukishima looked up from the magazine he was flipping through, not really paying attention due to the constant word vomit coming out of Yamaguchi’s mouth. His words were a jumbled mess of nerves and anxiety over the health of the girl who he had grown amazingly attached to.
Yamaguchi slapped his hands on his face, smushing his face. Pulling out his phone his finger hovered over the icon of her and him smiling. Pressing it he typed a small message. After pressing send, he flung himself onto Tsukishima’s bed, resting on his back and putting his hands behind his head. His brown eyes stared up at the ceiling.
“Tsukki. I like her.”
“I know Yamaguchi.”
“If you are still sick, can I make you some soup? I mean only if you want.” Y/n muttered the message aloud, trying her best to imitate Yamaguchi’s voice. To prevent turning into a mess, she covered her face with a pillow and screamed into it.
That night, Tsukishima was packing up his bag for school, tucking his books away, and giving himself a smirk.
He was glad that his friends were practically in love with each other, it was mildly entertaining to watch them stumble around each other.
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sea-lanterns · 3 months
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"jump into Navia’s arms out of fear" NAVIA IS ALL OF A SUDDEN ALSO SCARED OF THE GIGANTIC BUGS💀
NAVIA AND I SCREAMING AT THE GIANT BUGS WHILE NAVIA TRIES TO BALANCE ME ON HER SHOULDER AND HOLD HER CLAYMORE IN HER OTHER HAND 😭😭
She’s trying to swing her claymore around to defend us from the flying beetles, but it’s difficult when you’re trying to carry your equally scared girlfriend and stay away from the bugs yourself…
I like to imagine Clorinde running over to see what all the fuss is about, and it’s just a screaming Navia, a screaming Angey, and a screaming bug because I bet the bugs are terrified of this crazy blonde too.
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bressynonym · 5 months
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can we see ghost knitting a scarf etc. for ava too? plzzzzzz (brainrot going feral in my mind)
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ngl i forgot about the knitting portion and just drew ghost wrapping a scarf around ava LOL
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