The Great King

bc this photo

Scenes and lighting studies from a Haikyuu fantasy AU that’s been running around in my head for a long time. I’ve seen a lot of Iwaoi knight/demon king stuff but I thought Oikawa would look pretty regal as a soon-to-be dragon king (*side note* Iwaizumi is a commoner and the son of a blacksmith, but has dreams to become a royal knight).

Gosh. I have the entire story front to back but I don’t think I’ll get the time to actually draw the whole thing out anytime soon ;__; hopefully one day!

2018/01/03 - (P2) Kousuke’s 1st Insta Live 1. The ‘I am Asuma, I am Kousuke Asuma..yea I am fine..I like meat, fish,… annnndd I like doggu (dog)” X)  2. “Iwachan sukidayo.” 3. Someone commented 'why are you looking so cute?’ where he then translated it back to japanese lol 4. Imitating the crows out of nowhere.

Unfortunately, I didn’t get to watch the 2nd live later that day.

Part 1 here

hewwo!! thankyou so much!! i’m bad at explaining processes so i recorded a tutorial using 3 techniques: flipping, blobbing and blocking! hope it helps!

Fire Chief.

HQ!Firemen and their floofs part 3.

part 1 | part 2

Bonus:

This is over 6000 words of the filthiest smut I have ever written. If you’re into that kinda stuff. Featuring omega prince! Oikawa and alpha assassin! Iwa. Not sure what circle of hell I’ll be going to, but I’ll send a postcard…

Tooru almost sighed in relief when he awoke from a feverish dream to soaked sheets, slippery thighs, and an erratic throbbing in his most sensitive places.

Four days late, but at long last his heat had come.

He wriggled out of his gown without a care of the slick pouring from him dirtying the sheets, then rutted half-heartedly into the mattress. As the omega son of the king, he would suffer through the pain of his heats alone until a suitable match was found; an alpha worthy of bonding into the richest royal family of the city states.

Squirming around on the bed only brought so much relief. Tooru  reached down to his cock and grasped it gingerly in his hand. He whimpered pitifully at the touch. When he’d first presented, his tutor had told him that he should never stoop so low as to pleasure himself - it was dirty, common, and unbefitting of a prince; but recently it had been increasingly hard to refrain from doing so, especially when the ache inside him had blossomed into a raging need that required enormous amounts of self control to conquer. Stupid rules.

He had never yielded, and he wouldn’t this time. He would be pure for his mate.

Tooru yanked his hand from his erection and breathed in deeply, gulping down air in an attempt to clear his head.

It was then that he smelled it.

Whatever it was, Tooru did not recognise it; dark and enticing and spiked with something that had his heart beat faster, his hole clench painfully, and his cock spurt precome. He whined and dragged himself into a sitting position, then looked around the room wildly for the source of the intoxicating scent.

Bewildered, he saw nothing, but he did not stop inhaling great lungfuls of air, causing his bodily reactions to heighten all the more. The scent became stronger as slick came thick and fast from his hole. His cock throbbed and twitched so much Tooru was sure he must be close to orgasm and he moaned, long and loud, desperate to rub himself.