ellie when I got the notif for this, I put my hand over my mouth I was so overcome. you know I love your characterisation so much and I feel just, so blessed that you wrote an oikage thing. I don't even know where to start? this setup is just so perfect for them, the physical movement of a partnered dance gives them the push-and-pull feeling that's always so good with oikage, AND I LOVE HOW WONDERFULLY BALANCED YOUR KAGEYAMA IS, HIS CONSTANT YEARNING AND WANT, HIS STRAIGHTFORWARD DEMANDS, HIM OBEYING OIKAWA ANYWAY, He didn’t say if he should leave the floor, so Kageyama stands in the middle of the dance floor, staring at the wall, wow, kageyama, please.
I feel like I want to just, quote back every bit of dialogue you have in here, it's just so good, your oikawa is so nicely prickly but still. there. despite himself.
you know what, I'm gonna quote this back anyway, because reasons:
Kageyama is so stunned that he forgets to breathe. He shouldn’t be here, but be out in the crowd, where he could dance together with that man in the white suit. It frightens him a bit to think so fast, but his feet are already moving, and he’s wriggling his way between the dancers. They bump him like he’s a pinball between clothes of red, green, black, purple, all fresh and lovely, but not lovely enough.
He knows his life will end as soon as that gaze is turned towards him, but he reaches through the tangle of jackets and dresses and grabs onto the man’s sleeve.
I LOVE YOUR LANGUAGE HERE SO MUCH, it's so evocative, it feels so breathless, it mirrors kageyama's state so well. AND ALSO OIKAWA WITH AN UNDERTONE OF MINT, ellie, you know too much, don't use this against me, I'll die.
thank you for such a wonderful fill, I'm truly so honoured you wrote this, I love your words so much, I love your oikage so much, I love this minute waltz that really isn't going to be a minute at all, is it. good luck out there, oikage lmao
Re: FILL: Team Imaizumi Shunsuke/Naruko Shoukichi, G
I feel like I want to just, quote back every bit of dialogue you have in here, it's just so good, your oikawa is so nicely prickly but still. there. despite himself.
you know what, I'm gonna quote this back anyway, because reasons:
Kageyama is so stunned that he forgets to breathe. He shouldn’t be here, but be out in the crowd, where he could dance together with that man in the white suit. It frightens him a bit to think so fast, but his feet are already moving, and he’s wriggling his way between the dancers. They bump him like he’s a pinball between clothes of red, green, black, purple, all fresh and lovely, but not lovely enough.
He knows his life will end as soon as that gaze is turned towards him, but he reaches through the tangle of jackets and dresses and grabs onto the man’s sleeve.
I LOVE YOUR LANGUAGE HERE SO MUCH, it's so evocative, it feels so breathless, it mirrors kageyama's state so well. AND ALSO OIKAWA WITH AN UNDERTONE OF MINT, ellie, you know too much, don't use this against me, I'll die.
thank you for such a wonderful fill, I'm truly so honoured you wrote this, I love your words so much, I love your oikage so much, I love this minute waltz that really isn't going to be a minute at all, is it. good luck out there, oikage lmao