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kayable ([personal profile] kayable) wrote in [community profile] valentineslockers2017-02-01 08:03 pm

2017 Locker for Heidi

Name (as you'd like it to appear in the subject line for your stocking): Heidi

Friending Meme Post: (optional)

Fandoms: daiya no ace, mystic messenger, haikyuu!!, and kuroko no basket

Characters/Pairings/Moresomes: Daiya: Kuramochi/Miyuki (the Ultimate Fave :D), Tetsu/Jun, Kanemaru/Toujou, Furuya/Miyuki, Harada/Narumiya, Chris/Sawamura, Furuya/Sawamura, Jun/Ryousuke, Kuramochi/Nori, Haruichi/Zono, Shirakawa/Narumiya, Shirasu/Nori, Shirasu/Kuramochi, Miyuki/Nabe, Kuramochi/Sanada, Takako/Haruno, Sachiko/Haruno, Kuramochi/Narumiya (I think that’s it??? LOL)

Mystic Messenger: 707/MC, Jaehee/MC, Yoosung/Seven

Haikyuu!!: Iwaizumi/Oikawa, Tsukkishima/Yamaguchi, Kindaichi/Kunimi, Hanamaki/Matsukawa

Kuroko no basket: Midorima/Takao, Kise/Kasamatsu, Kagami/Kuroko, Kagami/Aomine, Aomine/Momoi, Himuro/Nijimura

Likes: So in terms of my General likes, I just really love soft and tender things. I love quiet, intimate moments. Hand holding! Caretaking. Domestic things/fluff. Pining! watching the sunset or looking at the starts together. Friends becoming a couple etc. Humor and banter are also Favorites of mine! And I really really love anything that involves high-stakes competition

I love aus! my entire life is like me spinning a wheel: what au can I consider Today?? but yeah, some of my absolute favorite aus are Hunger Games au, Hogwarts au, post-apocalyptic and/or dystopian au, zombie apocalypse au, atla/lok au, Fullmetal Alchemist au, Pacific Rim au, race car drivers au, space pirates au! I also love anything that’s like? a romantic comedy in an au? College au, coffeshop au etc

On a random, aesthetic, sort of note, I really love farmland or countryside settings? But also I love the aesthetic of destroyed, ruined post-apocalyptic wastelands. zombie apocalypse aus in ruined cities or like. corn fields I really love corn fields because I’m Surrounded by them haha

in addition to aus, I really love canonverse things too! Especially future fics with the characters after high school or college etc. I also love extended canon in addition to post-canon. Like expanding on things that happen in canon or filling in the gaps

Dislikes: explicit smut, unrequited love, career-ending sports injuries. I don’t really like major character death unless it’s in an au where that type of thing is common (i.e. hunger games aus, zombie apocalypse aus, etc.)

Anything else: Nope :D

Reminder that NOTES are welcome too - just a nice little comment (either plain, or you can even type it up on a nice little graphic/image etc.) for the recipient.

(Comments are going to screened until the reveal on Feb 14. Lockers will be open until the end of Feb.)
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happy v-day heidi! <3

[personal profile] snowysatoru 2017-02-11 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
i didn't know what to do for you so have some sappy fluff with these two meme boyfriends!


"Seven! You made me lose another life AGAIN!" Yoosung whines, trying to keep his focus on the game he's playing on the handheld console he's currently holding. He's been stuck on the same level for almost half an hour, he's almost out of lives; on the brink of getting yet another "game over", but there's been something keeping him from accomplishing his goal of getting though this god forsaken level.

And that distraction was in the form of a tall redhead cuddling him from behind. Leaving kisses on his neck.

"I can't help it, Yoosung," Seven teases. "You just look so cute when you're concentrating so hard on your video game." He moves to plant another kiss on the blond's neck, causing him to run into an enemy and lose a good amount of his character's health.

"Sevennn," Yoosung whines again, his face becoming as red as his boyfriend's hair as the kisses down his neck continue, Seven's hold on his waist getting just a bit tighter.

"Yes?" Seven asks with amusement.

"You're lucky that I love you..." Yoosung mumbles. "I can't believe you sometimes..."

"I can't believe you're ignoring me for your game. Now save it or something and cuddle with me. I'm lonely~"

Much to Yoosung's reluctance and Seven's joy, the former does turn off his game, deciding to save it for another time when he isn't distracted by a over-cuddly boyfriend, and turns around to give the cuddles Seven has been wanting for the past hour or so.

He isn't happy about having his videogame playtime interrupted, but he'll make an exception for Seven, because he loves the redhead that much.
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[personal profile] fickle 2017-02-13 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Post-apocalyptic Oikage, heck yeah! It was so difficult to stop it from having an unhappy ending. XD So, yeah, enjoy it an have a happy V-Day! Minor warning for major character death that takes place off-screen before ficlet starts.


Carefully, Oikawa carved a line through the six notches that already existed. There. A week had passed. Duty done, he put the time-stick back in its place and snapped the switchblade closed. He couldn’t sharpen it any further and he couldn’t keep holding it without a purpose.

Everything, these days, was about purpose.

On the volleyball court, he’d been efficient. He’d calculated what his team needed and offered each of them the perfect set.

He was equally efficient now that the stakes were so much higher. Their meals were carefully calculated and rationed to give everyone the exact amount of energy they’d need for their daily tasks and the chores were rotated so that the loss of any one person (unit) would not cripple the camp.

Of course, some tasks couldn’t be retorted. For example, Iwaizumi was on permanent rations duty. Of everyone in the camp, he was the only one that Oikawa would trust to distribute the rations and water.

A soft groan sounded from his right and Oikawa snatched up the switchblade immediately, taking a step away before reason kicked him between the shoulderblades. No. Don’t be stupid. They had people keeping watch. Their perimeter couldn’t have been infiltrated and if it had been, there’d be a lot more chaos. A lot more noise. He--


Oikawa relaxed, adrenaline seeping out of his blood as he stepped towards the sound of Iwazumi’s voice.

“Iwa-chan, what took so long? You should have been back-” His voice faltered as he caught sight of the red stain on Iwaizumi’s jeans. Without thinking, he flicked the switchblade open. He could hear his heartbeat thumping against the back of his head but it was a distant sound. The volleyball bouncing against the court had sounded like that, when he was so tired he could hardly breath, but he wasn’t tired now.

“Iwa-chan,” he said again, urgency seeping into his voice as he watched his arm raise and the switchblade come between them. It wasn’t enough but there was a gun behind him and he just needed to take three more steps back, just needed Iwaizumi to stay human long enough for him to reach it. “What happened?”

“I was feeding the team,” Iwaizumi said, voice blank as his eyes, “And Hinata nearly jumped out of the pit. I kicked him back in time.”

“Did – did he bite you?” A useless question, Oikawa knew, but his hand was on the gun now and his thumb was pushing the safety off. He was safe. He just wanted to talk to Iwaizumi a little longer. He just wanted to not be the only human left for a few more minutes.

“If he had infected me, I’d have shot myself rather than make you do it,” Iwaizumi’s gaze came to rest on the gun and suddenly, jarringly, he was smiling. “Put that down, Shittykawa. He didn’t make it through the denim.”

Oikawa exhaled in relief and started to lower the gun before he thought better of it. “Lift up your trouser leg. Show me.”

Iwaizumi rolled his eyes but complied. The skin under the denim was grimy and in need of a wash but clean of bite marks. The few sparse black hairs that dotted the skin were utterly inoffensive compared to a zombie bite.

“…I’ll come up with a new chore rotation,” Oikawa said, thumbing the safety back on and forcing himself to smile at Iwaizumi. His eyes prickled hotly and he swiped the back of his hand over them. They didn’t have enough water to waste it on tears. “Maybe I can be trusted to distribute rations.”

Iwaizumi didn’t answer with words but a hug. Oikawa closed his eyes, breathing in the old sweat and grime smell of his teammate’s body, and pretended for just a few seconds that the world hadn’t changed.