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A series of domestic ukatake!!!
Here some Ukai sketches I did for a commission!!
I got carried away and did some sleepy sketches of him because I love him so much
Ages Karasuno Lost Their Virginities
* Daichi: 20 * Sugawara: 22 * Asahi: 24 * Nishinoya: 17 * Tanaka: 17 * Ennoshita: 25 * Yamaguchi: 23 * Tsukishima: 18 * Kageyama: 19 * Hinata: 21 * Shimizu: 20 * Yachi: 22 * Tadeka: 26 * Ukai: 14
i broke out the ol picture editing skills and tried to make this idea lol
asahi was allowed to stay in the car bc he looked old enough
this except it’s ukai and the entire karasuno team
Haikyuu + Wish crossover episode (my dream lol)
WISH SPOILERS LOL
Okay, so I know Wish got lots of hate…however.
It’s actually really good, in my opinion.
The first time I watched it (yes, I’ve seen it multiple times) i was 50/50 on it. BUT the second half carried. The songs actually slapped, despite the questionable lyrics in some case. I’ve had the soundtrack on repeat whilst I write more than I’d like to admit. I got so into listening to it whilst I wrote Haikyuu fanfiction, I had a fucking crossover dream.
And now you all can hear about the shit that goes on in my brain (half of this won’t make sense lmao)
BUT Yamaguchi as Asha. He was vibing and doing her shit and all. His Grandfather and Mother were replaced with his two dads (Ukai and Takeda obvi). And ofc the duet w the King (Oikawa lmao) and then later makes the whole wish thing. And summons a humanoid star. Who is… you guessed it…Tsukki. It was a completly different vibe to star from the film, cause he was salty and shit ofc. And Hinata and Kags were there too when Yama made the wish lol.
And Asha’s friend group is literally just Karasuno.
Basically when stars get called down, they have to grant a wish, but never did until after the whole ‘this wish, reprise’ song. Cause yk Magnifico steals stars powers or whatever.
And that song was the rest of the club singing, ect ect.
Because Tadashi gets super attached to Tsukki (gay) his wish, with Tsukki’s consent, was for Tsukki to be able to stay with them all without going back to the sky like stars do i guess.
Oh and the Queen was Kiyoko, not cause she’s with Oikawa, but cause she’s a fucking Queen.
Okay rant over, have a nice day lol <3
Karasuno fam
they're old but not that old. what is it when they're only a few years older than you but they still feel the years creeping up on them. they don't worry about that though when there's a soft, plump, young girl taking their cock like a champ.
"what's this?" he mused to himself while he watches you desperately matches the thrust of his hips. "can't get enough of this old man's cock? you're a young, pretty little thing but look at you..." chuckling to himself when you're pleading for him to bring you release. your sweet cunt clenching to him. "atta girl, impatient girls like you don't get to cum."
they like the tears gathering in your lashes when they deny you of release. it only spurs them more as you take their thick cock into your wet pussy.
"please...—make me cum" there's a hiccup followed by a sob as the tears starts to roll into your cheeks. rolling your hips to feel the veins in his cock to your spasming wall. desperate and confused why they won't let you cum. how could you understand what they're saying when your attention is how their cock stretched inside you and their bulbous tip is hitting your sensitive spot making you gush over their length.
“daddy, please” whining and begging to grant you of pleasure. “i'm a good girl, aren't i daddy? please make me cum. give me your babies”
that made their cock throb even more. twitches at how you beg to stuff you full of their cum. shit. they won't last long while you're so adorable in pleading.
“of course, baby. you're a good girl.” they praises you. holding your round cheeks in their huge palm while speeding up their thrusts. your body involuntarily jiggling and leaves you drooling in the corners of your mouth. too dumb and cock drunk to think anything than their cocks filling you up.
with a bruising kiss in your lips and a violent jerk of their hips. hot and creamy spurts of their cum fills you to the brim. painting your insides white and you're seeing white from the euphoria that you were given off. thick thighs trembling while their cum drips and runs to your inner thighs.
“geez, such a needy whore. i guess you need more of this cock, huh?”
“yes, daddy.”
TOJI, KISHIBE, ROMERO, KEISHIN, AIZAWA
Thank you for all the hard work, you were the greatest and will forever be remembered Kazunari Tanaka. Rest in Peace.
Art by ma2
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coach corrupts the youth >:O
Mini-twists: teaser
teaser for the ukai piece i’ve been chipping away at.
FULL PIECE NOW OUT
“Makes sense if they’re this good. All of ‘em have been playing for years, allegedly.” Star commented, drawing attention to herself. “What?”
Keishin glanced down to his hand, the limb unconsciously wrapped around and stroking along her ankle, playing with the small charm that dangled from her anklet. Red spread across the bridge of his nose.
“I, uh, kinda forgot you were here.” Star stared at her boyfriend until nerves bubbles out of him like fizz does soda. The stick in his mouth hung precariously, one wrong move and it fall from his petite lips onto his trusty track pants.
“Wow, Kei. Way to make a girl feel special.”
Mini-twists
*sighs* yall, idk at this point. wrote this while fighting smut writer's block. I promise this was supposed to be a cute lil fluff piece, how did we get here? the fluff to smut pipeline back at work. I decided to keep the cute soft ass beginning in, so just roll with it when shit turns left.
pairing: Ukai Keishin x black fem oc (everybody say hi to Star)
Rating: R | MINORS DNI
warnings: handjobs, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex, cum eating, creampie, drunken sex, slight degradation, dirty talk, can't really call this sub ukai so instead let's just say desperate, sappy ending cuz why the hell not, not really proofread so bare wit me
The television screen projected the locked images found on the cd handed over to him earlier after the game. On the screen, young bodies moved animately. Running, blocking, diving, flying. Faces he’d seen earlier that day and others new to him kept his interest, his eyelids refusing to lower until it became a necessity. He couldn’t miss a second. Every note mattered. His studying two feet away from the device could be what stands between his team of crows advancing or losing tomorrow. Keishin had to take this seriously.
Star did not, but out of curiosity, chose to.
She positioned herself higher than Keishin, after being denied her favorite spot, his lap. The couch was a foot further than where he had plopped down, but still near enough for him to rest his shaggy blond head against her rich brown thighs. His strands tickled her skin every time he adjusted his sitting position, leaned close to the screen, or reached for the remote to replay a specific minute.
Her task kept her movements steady. Under, over, under, over, more product, under, over. Star’s accomplished half her head so far. One side she fixed into mini buns, sectioned, and detangled for ease. The other hung from her scalp, ropes of hair still wet from the creams and foams, swaying with every wobble.
Further on the couch was a pizza Keishin brought home to share between the two of them. Only three slices remained, and Star hoped they would survive Keishin’s midnight hunger and live long enough to become her lunch the next day.
“Shit, they’re pretty good,” Keishin mumbled around his cigarette. He leaned over to pick up the paper, a list of all the teams participating in this tournament, to scan for the information he needed. “Wing-spiker is a 3rd year, setter is a 3rd year, libero is a 3rd year, they’re entire starting line up consists of all 3rd years.”
“Makes sense if they’re this good. All of ‘em have been playing for years, allegedly.” Star commented, drawing attention to herself. “What?”
Keishin glanced down to his hand, the limb unconsciously wrapped around and stroking along her ankle, playing with the small charm that dangled from her anklet. Red spread across the bridge of his nose.
“I, uh, kinda forgot you were here.” Star stared at her boyfriend until nerves bubbles out of him like fizz does soda. The stick in his mouth hung precariously, one wrong move and it'll fall from his petite lips onto his trusty track pants.
“Wow, Kei. Way to make a girl feel special.” Orange painted toenails, painted to match the Karusuno colors, rose to the height of his shoulder before poking the body part. He continued to stare at her, neglecting the recording still playing despite his loss of interest. “Pay attention, Coach. You gotta tournament to win, huh? Take this school to nationals and shit on Nekoma.”
“Right, yea. Ok.”
Sometimes, Keishin marveled at her like he’s never seen another human being before. It was easy to get lost in her presence. Or maybe he possessed a weak will to begin with, that had no issue falling for her charm. Regardless of what the root of the phenomenon was, Star lived up to her name.
Her light burned too bright to look at directly, yet too alluring to turn away from.
Gravity tugged on him until he became nothing more than a satellite caught in her orbit.
Keshin kept these poetic thoughts to himself since he made a promise to not share his lovesick thoughts with his love allergic girlfriend. She didn’t understand love expressed through words, spoken or written in his shitty penmanship. Those attempts were ‘cute’. The lovesick volleyball sticky notes of two stick figures overlapping triangles- holding hands he clarified later- stuck to the fridge were ‘cute’, something to coo over and stuff in a jar of momentos to reminisce on later.
Star needed action and had to see it live to fully grasp what he felt. That's how she showed her affection. That’s why she painted her toes his team colors and came to every game he participated in. It’s why she bought matching sweatpants for them and made the sacrifice to get up early to yield the crops in his place the days he couldn’t find the will to stick a foot out of bed.
“What Kei? Do I have something on my face?” Star paused her handwork to address his staring for a second time.
“No, just c’mere.” Her forehead wrinkled as she eyed the open spot on his lap, muscular thighs stretched the emphasize the space. Keishin doesn’t hesitate to shift her small collection of products to the floor by his notebook, unsatisfied with the slow pace of his girlfriend.
“Don’t complain when I cut off your leg circulation.”
“I would gladly sacrifice my legs if it means the prettiest girl in the world is the reason behind it.” He mumbled into the crevice of her neck, taking the time to skim his lips over the tattooed skin, reveling in the shiver he caused to ransack her frame. He clicked the rewind button.
“Pay attention to the game coach. No time to be a lil lover boy.” Star teased, shifting her hips to sink deeper in the space between his legs. The smell of her fragrant hair products intermingled with the stench of his cigarettes until a balance was established. It was familiar in the apartment, already infused into the fabric and upholstery of their secondhand furniture. The odor of cocoa butter and tobacco clung to their clothing, it described them perfectly.
As Star continued to twist, she could feel her boyfriend immerse himself back into the game playing, cursing every time the team he had his eyes on made a risky but effective move. They did whatever it took to keep the ball in the air on their side, pouring every ounce of power into their spikes to make the glorious smack noise on the other side of the net.
“Fuck I don’t know about this team? Maybe if I switched middle blockers or delayed the rotation a bit we could avoid that damn wall they got,” He muttered in the quiet space. The game was scheduled for tomorrow afternoon if both teams cleared their morning games. Star observed as she let down the next section of hair. Looked like they’ll both be up for a while.
***
“Another victory for Karusono.”
“One step closer to Nationals.”
“He might take us there, just like his old man.”
Another round for Coach!”
“Another round.”
“On me!”
She smirked into the foam of Keishin’s beer, happy that his half-hearted griping about her stealing it would be cut short thanks to the local patrons. No matter where you go in the world one thing remained the same. High school sports will always be a town’s shining glory.
“Congrats, Ukai! Can’t believe this is your first time coaching a team.”
“He must get it from the old crow bastard. You know what, your granddaddy owes me money if I remember right,” Star choked as she swallowed the last of the beverage just as her boyfriend received his new one. “I’ll let it go for now.”
Propped upon his hand, the man of the hour uttered a low drawl of thanks to their server. Keishin couldn’t talk much after the game, his voice hoarse from screaming from the sidelines for his team to act right. He nodded at every call of his name to acknowledge he heard their compliments and well wishes, all he really wanted was to look at Star.
Beads the same color scheme as his team’s colors clacked and jangled with every toss of her head. Keishin saw them when she walked into the gym swaying freely from her ends. By the end of the last set, the ropes of hair were tied into a low bun so she could focus on cheering for the crows and scolding the referee for bad calls. After the game he figured she would undo the scrunchie and shake her hair free, letting the small beads make as much noise as they wanted.
Even after seeing the boys off at the practice gym and grabbing a quick meal at his family-owned store, Star still had her hair pulled back. Keishin wanted-
“Hey, you good?” Her voice interrupted his vulgar thoughts before they began. But that wasn’t an issue for slummed and dumb Keishin.
“Can we go home so I can fuck your mouth?” Thankfully for his sake, the poorly ventilated room had gotten rowdy as the night went on. No one but her heard his request, not even his friends sitting on the other side of Keishin. Star could play this in a lot of ways. But as the coach of the team on the road to nationals, she decided he deserved her nicer side.
“Gimme your keys, Keishin.”
They didn’t make it out of the dimly lit parking lot. As soon as the doors had unlocked, Star had gotten him in the passenger side and strapped in before running around the front to slide into the driver’s seat. Her seatbelt hadn’t even made the chance to buckle properly before her arm was yanked over the console into his pants. Drops of beer still sat on his top lip but Keishin didn't bother wiping the residue before smashing their mouths together.
Star opened her mouth to let their tongues intermingle, swapping spit and clashing teeth like two overeager teenagers on prom night. Biting down on her lip, Keishin put in the effort to get his girl moving. “Please, baby,”
“So hot,” Star mumbled against his lips. She pecked the corner of his mouth and stretched her hand under the band of his clothing. “S’hard for me, Kei.”
“Move, Star. Godammit I’m-” His already flushed cheeks reddened more as he struggled to catch his breath. The smoothness of her warm palm working his dick, pausing every few strokes to rub the messy slit and nudge the metal pierced there, robbed his train of thought.
“You what, baby? Use your words for me.” Pretty words hid cruel intentions. Star groaned in his ear, dragging the end of every noise while her pace picked up, making sure to swipe at and squeeze the tip. “Tell me,”
“Need you so bad, baby. Gimme that throat. Been thinking about it since lunch.” Keishin confessed as his eyes rolled back into his skull. Suddenly the pressure around his flesh disappeared, taking his nearing high with it. “Star, baby, please don’t play right now.”
“Who’s playing?” Spitting into one hand and scratching the scruff on his face with the other, Star smiled at her boyfriend.
“Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit,” His hips bucked up into her wet hand, chasing the feeling, not caring if the car rocked from his movements. She worked him so good, twisting and squeezing his dick, compelling his tip to ooze precum. She took the extra moisture and doubled down on her actions, bubbles made from body fluids saturating his base.
“You gonna cum for me coach? Make my hand all messy? But I gotta drive with it and I don't want nut all over the sterling wheel. Know what that means, Keishin?” He shook his head vehemently, worried that any delay in response would slow down her hand. “Means somebody’s gonna have to use their mouth to clean this mess up.”
The pit of his stomach contracted. He couldn’t keep his eyes open, but he forced himself to for a few seconds longer. He wanted to see her wrap her pretty lips around his dick. Strings of spit connected the bottom and top of her open mouth, breaking with the rough intrusion of his flesh in her orifice.
“Holy fuck,” He whined. He couldn’t not look. With a hand firmly grasping the passenger grab handle, Keishin braced himself for the sight in his lap.
Stuffing the monstrosity that was Keishin's dick down her throat was an act of masochism Star loved to inflict on herself. There hasn't been a time when she didn’t choke on the thickness of it or struggle to get the first inch past her gag reflex. One minute into slobbering over it and her brown eyes had begun to water.
“You can do it, babe. Just relax your throat for me,” Keishin encouraged his girlfriend, ignoring the light glare she gave him. Still, she moaned around his girth, rubbing what couldn’t fit in her mouth affectionately to spread the remaining slickness from before. “So sweet to me, Star.”
Just as he got used to the wet heat surrounding him did Star begin to ease his dick down her throat. Slowly her lips slid up his length until her nose buried into his pubic hair. Keishin couldn't stop his hips from bucking up and eliciting a whine from her. The beads in her hair clanged together the quicker his thrust became. Spittle surrounded his base and slid down to coat his balls. Star moaned when his meat started throbbing on her tongue. “So good for me, all nice and supportive, coming to my games, letting me fuck your little throat in the car.”
Star shut her eyes, praying to the universe that she would survive this, and bobbed her head along to his rhythm. Above her and barely holding onto sanity, Keishin groaned. The knot at the base of his spine grew, tugging at his balls to release his seed. “Fu-close. So fucking close. C’mere. Come here. Need a kiss from my star.”
She only had time to take in one breath before her lips crashed against his. Together they joined hands around his dick and tugged at it, putting special attention on the sensitive piercing that left the taste of metal in her mouth. He kissed her fervently, not letting her move away to breathe. His hips pistoned up, the car rocked, and his grasp on her hand and the handle tightened. His orgasm shot through him and cost him the grip around himself. Star continued without his aide, working him through the pulses. Leaving one last kiss on his moist lips, she leaned back in her seat, letting out a deep sigh.
“I told you I didn’t wanna make a mess,” Keishin grunted, still dazed in his post-nut high. Still, he could blearily make out the sight of her brown hand covered in his translucent white cum. Without hesitation, he yanked the limb to his mouth and began to lick it up.
“There. Now let's go home.” Star snorted and started the ignition. He’s always sleepy after cumming, but if he thought the pool in her panties would be ignored when they got to the apartment, he had another thing coming.
****
“Aww, poor baby. Too drunk to fuck his girlfriend?” Her cooing tone fogged his vision until keeping them open became pointless. Just as his lashes rested on his cheeks, a hot wet tongue skimmed the shell of his ear. “You got all that dick, and you ain't finna give me none? Can’t work it properly, can barely sit up straight. I gotta do all the work if I want to get off, huh?” Huffing at his weak responses to her, Star paused her rising. “That's foul as fuck, Kei.”
“m’sorry, baby. I can’t-”
“Can’t or won’t?” She shot back, lowering her body in his lap. Despite his protests, he groaned and attempted to move, wanting to make her feel as good as she made him feel in the bar’s parking lot. The most his intoxicated and lethargic body could do was maintain an erection and slobber at her tits bouncing in his face.
“Can’t! I want to baby, you gotta believe me…” To prove his sincerity, Keishin lurched forward and tongued her nipples, stroking the hard peaks and leaving marks around her areola. Star cursed, burrowing her hand in his blonde locks. Her plush walls gripped his tough flesh as it kissed the depths of her pussy. Her pace stuttered as he groped at her ass. “Want you so bad, wanna make you feel good.”
Pleasure thrummed through her body. Even half-assed, he could make her feel this good. Her body struggled to keep going but didn’t seem to catch on. It took a lot out of her, fucking herself on his dick. Star had to shift the work on him.
“If you’re not gonna fuck me right, shut up.” Keishin could only whine into her flesh. A girl as amazing as her deserved a proper fucking. What if she left him after this? What if she found someone else, someone better to fuck her?
“Please, please, please, I’m sorry I can do it! I promise,” And that’s when everything changed for Star. Tackled on her back, a loud moan flew out her mouth carelessly as Keishin took over. The sound of his hips smashing into hers, his balls smacking onto her ass, his dick burying itself into her juicy cunt only to pull out and repeat sounded like angels in a choir to her. The bed rocked with his fast pace, he was too scared to leave her core so he stuck to shallow thrusts. Unaware of how his piercing relentlessly stimulated the rough patch inside her.
“That's, ah, better,” Star squeaked out. She could feel his weak smile against her chest. “More, Kei. Need more.”
“Like this? Star, baby, please. Am I doing it right?” He muttered against sweaty skin. His spit coated her collarbone like a necklace. His grip readjusted to push one of her thighs to lay flat on the bed, increasing the room between her legs and tightening her hole around him. It made it harder for him to concentrate with his dick being suffocated by such wet hot walls. But for her, for his star, he’d keep going. Wrapped up in his thoughts and impending climax, Keishin ignored her answers of gasping breathy sounds of encouragement. “Can’t let this pussy leave. Can’t leave me, baby.”
Her back arched off the bed as he began to toy with her engorged clit that had gone ignored for most of the night. Oxygen couldn’t get into her lungs fast enough. “Keishin,”
“I’m here baby. Fuck I wanna cum so bad. Can I cum in you, Star?” Her nails dug into him while her mind strung together a response.
“You. still. being. so selfish. Keishinnnn,” Star said while his dick continued to batter her insides. Keishin would be coming inside her regardless, what she really cared about is if her boyfriend would get her to cum before him. As her words sunk in, he worked harder, keeping one hand on her clit he moved the other to yank her hair to the side, beads clanging together in his tight clutch.
“M’not selfish.” He pleaded. Star could feel the tremors creep in, her core tightening around him, bearing down to prepare for her climax. Wet kisses were left all over her face in a last-ditch effort to clear his name. “Love you so much, need you, baby. Always wanna make you feel good. You’re my-”
“Keishin.” Her hips bucked up as her head pressed into their mattress. Star couldn’t stop the whining she let out as his hips met hers, keeping her pussy stimulated as it tried to concave in on itself. He grunted but forced his flesh in and out of her while rolling her nub to prolong her pleasure. Even when her body relaxed and she rode the waves of endorphins, he kept digging into her.
“Fuck Star, can’t stop.” Incoherent babbling filled her ears as Keishin gave his last few pumps before shooting his load right into her waiting cervix. “Shit, so good. My star feels so good. Gotta stay with me. Got to,” Keishin let his weight fall on her, too busy letting out his repressed lovesick thoughts now that he had his love allergic girlfriend hostage.
A bit later, when his unguarded thoughts turned to muffled nonsense then into soft snoring, Star nudged him to get off her. “How’d a coach this sappy get his team to finals?” She muttered, lightly, combing through his hair. Resigning herself to the fate of cleaning dried cum off her in the morning, she closed her eyes. “Love you too, Kei.”
ukai keishin is the volleyball coach version of "dads with the dog they didn't want"
Coach ukai??
got fed up with all the bad haikyuu quizzes so i made my own
late for dinner - ukai keishin
tw: body image issues
a/n: a repost from my AO3 lmao, so this might look familiar.
Ukai banged his fist against the bathroom door once again, impatient as ever.
“Y/N, it’s been half an hour, we need to go.” he grumbled into the seam of the door, hoping that his newest plea would speed you up. You had been begging to go to some fancy restaurant for months now, but now that he had actually made the reservation, he couldn’t get you out of the house. He had even begrudgingly dressed up for the occasion at your request.
“I’m staying here.” you answered and the quiver in your voice surprised him, “Go by yourself.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Keishin groaned, slamming his forehead against the door with a healthy thud. He tried the doorknob, surprised to find it unlocked. “I’m coming in.”
“Kei, no.” he swung the door open and looked at you. Hair pinned up, makeup perfect- it didn’t matter how many times he saw you like this, you always made his heart race. He would have just swept you off of your feet and marched you out of the door if you were wearing anything other than just your underwear. Instead of wearing them, you were surrounded with discarded outfits crumpled on the floor. Ukai threw his arms up in defeat.
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ukai keishin x gn!reader minors and ageless blogs dni
ukai loves to spoil you. but not in a "buys you whatever you want" and "lavishes you with expensive gifts way." ukai spoils you in a softer way.
he saves the last slice of cheesecake in the fridge for you, telling you that he's not a big fan of cheesecake because he thinks it's too rich even though you know for a fact it's his favorite dessert. after all, for his birthday, he always wants a cheesecake from his favorite bakery instead of a proper cake.
whenever you disagree over what to watch, he's always caves first and goes along with your choice. he'll grumble about it as you're navigating through your apps to find whatever he's agreed to, but he always makes a good faith effort to at least appear interested.
he always tries to get to chores around the house before you can. he knows how much you hate having to fold laundry so he's already putting things in drawers before you can even check and see if the clothes are dry. the trash is always emptied before you have the chance to wonder if it's time to take it out. even when your hands are elbow-deep in soapy water at the kitchen sink, he'll nudge you aside with his hip, wordlessly letting you know that he'll finish up for you.
although he prefers sleeping on his stomach, he often falls asleep on his side so that you can sleep how you like, curled up closely into his chest. one night, on the verge of falling asleep, you apologized to him, saying you knew that he didn't like sleeping on his side, but he just held you closer and said that sleeping on your stomach is actually bad for your spine.
and when he's at home between your thighs, grinding against you, grinding into you, as you whine into his neck, begging him for more, he never even thinks of denying you. he just groans low and asks, "what do you want, baby?" right into your ear through heavy pants. and as soon as you've answered his question, "your fingers. your mouth. you." he gives you exactly what you want.
• karasuno. ↻
haikyuu to the top.
“...And as I stared into the eye of the universe I realized. We were monsters of the same murder.”
i am so normal about this panel
thinking about how ukai’s love language is cooking. thinking about how words aren’t his strong suit, so he comforts shoyo in the way that he knows best. thinking about the idea of ukai being sick at home and his doofuses bringing him a meal because he taught them the importance of food in recovery. i have so many feelings about this panel and i need to share them all
i am so normal about this panel
thinking about how ukai’s love language is cooking. thinking about how words aren’t his strong suit, so he comforts shoyo in the way that he knows best. thinking about the idea of ukai being sick at home and his doofuses bringing him a meal because he taught them the importance of food in recovery. i have so many feelings about this panel and i need to share them all