#wawes

[photographss-world]

"Duymak,

Gözlerinde duymak üç - ağaçları

Susmak,

Gözlerinde susmak,

Ustura gibi...

Gözlerin hani?..."

Ahmed Arif...

[neparni-par]

Sometimes I dream that we fall asleep and wake up to the sounds of the sea and waves, with the light touches of love and your closeness.I feel so alive and happy in these dreams.💙

[free-will-is-stressful]

[beyazkedibutik]

[dreamauri]

[allcedo-atthis]

WAWES AND REST AND GLOOM #beautiful #drone #nature

[rust-muncher]

interactive cabby page!! love this sm

making this made me realize how much i miss coloring w pencils lol

[slurmpinheimer]

Don’t Think (Too) Much — inspired by this comic

[cheshirecat-syndrome]

[dziadymmga37]

More of this stuff but this one is just a redraw of the cover lol

[lilacdrinkssss]

Silly goobers :) XD :O

Anyways enjoy the food ig?

[temeyes]

never drew anything so fast in my entire life (based on this post!)

[nerdsnuff]

AKAD — OIKAWA TOORU. gender neutral reader, fluff, no warnings (except maybe it may make you emotional?)

happy haikyuu day!! thank you furudate for changing my life. here’s something for oikawa cause he’s so so special to me and i love him (not romantically, despite this fic) so i hope i write for him MORE.

♫ AKAD (PAYUNG TEDUH)

“i think i’ll marry you someday” oikawa says suddenly.

you to turn your head his way in a fast motion, yet he continues to look up ahead and watch as the raindrops fall. the two of you sit idly on a bench, sheltered beneath the roof of a bus stop. the weather is cold, and all you can hear is mostly raindrops falling around you, striking the roof the two of you hide beneath. you think maybe that’s why he said it, convinced you wouldn’t hear.

“what?” you speak up, not wanting to ignore his words. he turns his head to you now, a knowing smile on his face — he seems well aware of his words. so you ask again, “what made you say that?”

“i was just thinking, it just came to mind how happy it makes me to be with you, walk with you, laugh with you,” he stops to chuckle. “it’s cheesy, i know. but i really wouldn’t mind continuing to experience all of that in the future” he explained.

the world felt like it was washing away slowly with every word he spoke, as if it flowed with the stream, down the drain. all you can seem to focus on now is oikawa.

he looks away again for a moment. “but of course if i’m going to far, or maybe you’re not interested, then it’s fine. i’ll still always be there for you in any way you want” he says genuinely, though almost sad. “just let me stay in your life, okay?”

you look away now, face reddening. “okay” you respond bashfully. “i wouldn’t mind marrying you either”

suddenly his head is on your shoulder, you almost jump. he speaks into your ear, “do you like the rain?” how random, you didn’t know how to respond.

“i mean, it’s okay?” you sound unsure of yourself. he just laughs a little, pulling away to take off his bag.

“let’s do something impulsive, take off your bag too” he ordered while smiling at you, a smile you can’t seem to say no to, so you do as he told.

suddenly, he pulls you up. suddenly, you’re soaked and suddenly, you really are melting away with the world in the presence of oikawa tooru — here, laughing and holding your hands. and here, under the rain, just as soaked as you are. you want to be mad, but can’t. you have a feeling you’ll never forget this moment.

“fuck! okay maybe this was too impulsive!” he yells with a laugh; suddenly regretting his decision. you laugh with him, more-so at his misery over his own stupid choice.

“it’s fine, let’s just enjoy the moment!” you yell back, smile on your face. your cheeks are red, and so are his as he looks at you. before you know it, he pulls you closer, wet clothes now stuck to one another, a hand of his intertwined with yours while the other rests on your hip. you don’t care who sees this sight, not when the whole world was in front of you already.

“isn’t this romantic?” he asks with a smirk, face near yours. you simply scoff.

“it’s corny. but i can’t lie, this’ll probably stay in my mind forever. never thought you’d do this of all people, risking your hair getting wet” you say. he quirks his eyebrow.

“are you saying i can’t have some fun once awhile? nobody’s here but you anyway, who cares if i look a little… bad? you still think i’m attractive, don’t you?” he flutters his eyelashes, a droplet falls from them. his eyes shine beneath the dimming lights, the only sun visible in a sky of gray. you don’t think he’s simply attractive, he’s gorgeous.

“always” you smile. and he does too. oikawa laughs again, that stupid contagious laugh that makes you laugh too.

you stay like this for awhile, laughing and dancing beneath the rain, clothes soaked, visions blurred behind drenches lashes. the moment seems to last forever, at least that’s what it felt like.

but forever isn’t real.

you snap out of your trance, quickly shaking away the thoughts of that sweet memory.

now you’re both adults, and dancing in the rain was just something seen in movies about high school romance. though the moment you two shared feels like something that came straight from one of those, you think. and as you sit and read the postcard oikawa sent from argentina, sometimes you wonder if the movie ever ended. he’s so corny, sending cards when he’s literally a text away.

“i’ll be home soon my love, wait for me! -xoxo, oikawa”

is what’s written on the postcard. you smile as you stare at it. how soon is soon? it’s been a week since this came in the mail, you don’t want to be too hung up on it. you miss him dearly.

you look up front the postcard, eyes gazing to the window over the desk you sit on. it’s raining outside, and you always miss him the most when it’s raining. your feelings spill out like the raindrops you watch fall.

you miss him physically. technically he kept his promise, he’s still in your life, but you miss feeling him next to you.

unexpectedly you hear a knock on the door, the rain pouring makes you almost miss it. but the knock was loud and clear, so you get up, chair scraping on the floor loud enough for the person behind the door to hear. a part of you was nervous to open it, you weren’t expecting someone, but hoping instead.

the angels were on your side today, well, in front of you, actually.

a familiar tuff of swayed brown hair with two strands that never want to go down, brown eyes that remind you of home, and a familiar smirk to top it off.

oikawa tooru is suddenly home. he came back just as you were thinking about him, and he’s as handsome as you remember. you’ve fallen, as hard as the raindrops outside. you’ve fallen and became a puddle under his gaze.

he gives you no time to speak before hugging you tight. he’s taller than before, but as soaked as you remember.

“tooru, you’re gonna soak my clo—”

“you’re drier than necessary, it’s not fair” he drops his bag on the floor. “for old times sake, let’s do something impulsive” he smiles, the one you’ve never been able to say no to. then, he pulls you outside.

now you’re both soaked and underneath a thousand falling raindrops, but you’re both happy — laughing, smiling and dancing. you’ve never felt more alive, you’ve never felt more in love, completed. especially now that he’s here with you, like some stupid movie miracle.

“you still think this is romantic, right?” he asks, though he has this look that makes it seem like he doesn’t quite care what you’d say, he’ll go on with whatever he has in mind anyway.

you laugh brightly, the only sun he sees beneath the gray sky. his heart flutters as you speak, “still as corny as i remember”

“mind if i make it cornier then?” he reaches for his pocket, and pulls out a blue box. your eyes widen, that can’t be mistaken as anything else. he gets on one knee and the world stops this time, it doesn’t flow away. you’re here now, both of you.

“on a rainy afterschool day, i said one day that i’d marry you. we haven’t seen each other in awhile but i know that i still love being with you, i still love walking with you, i still love laughing with you. i hope we get to experience that in the city of argentina where we won’t be separated again, because i promise to take you with me” he takes a deep breath.

“will you marry me?”

you cry, though it you almost can’t tell as it rolls down your cheek with the rain. you scream, “yes!” before hugging him, ignoring the ring for a second. you’ll wrap that around your finger in a bit, but first, you need to wrap your arms around him. and you do so as you kiss him, loving and slippery, making you both burst into a fit of giggles.

akad; meaning promises. oikawa has made a promise, and the moment he finally slips the ring on your finger he has fulfilled it. just as he fulfills you.

[thedennysmanager]

T-01-14-92: The Mountain of Fetid Dreams [Waw]

Humans dream endlessly. They dream of filling the world with filth. They want to choke the sky with smoke and cover the seas with oil.

Let's rejoice! Your dreams have come to pass! From me endless sewage, trash, and pollution will spew and lift you ever higher! This is what all humans wish for! I have seen it in their hearts...

For this is the price of the comfort they want, the progress they love, and the admiration they crave!

I will bear your burdens and fill the world with filth for you so you can finally fulfill your dreams.

[mikufanclub]

this is pretty old but fishmaid real

WTF SOOO CUTEEEEEEEE

[fuckedupandevilnepetas-moved]

horsies and discord