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Your art is so cute!! anyway Natsu which volleyball player do you admire the most? Can also be someone from another team ~
(( I’d say Nishinoya, really. ^^ I kind of copied his personality onto Natsu so they’re very similar. ))
Arrow-symbol because I'm on mobile. ^^;
"Oh, you must be Hinata’s sister aren’t you?"
Natsu sympathized with Kiyoko. It was hard to find the time to spend together with family when there was schoolwork to do. A lot of times, Natsu found herself swamped with homework after volleyball practice, so she neglected to spend time with her mother and brother.
"I like Karasuno a lot! I first thought about moving to the city and going to school at Nekoma, but I would feel bad for leaving my mom at home alone."
Not to mention that Shouyou and Tobio were completely against her going to that school, since it was the rival school of Karasuno. She also found that it would be harder to make friends there, so she decided against it in the end.
"Oh? Nekoma is quite far from here… But it isn’t a bad school." Kiyoko smiled. "Back when I used to go there, our team had practice matches with them."
The raven-haired girl gave a small laugh. “Your brother was very energetic, he asked the coach on their team for two more practice matches before the coach decided to end it.”
She remembered Shouyou, the energetic, optimist first year who was speechless and nervous whenever he was around her. Kiyoko didn’t talk to him much, but she observed him enough during her time as manager to get an impression.
"Anyway, I’m glad you like Karasuno, I hope you have a wonderful time there. Do you play any sports?"
Natsu nodded cheerily. "Battle of the Garbage Dump, right? We still do it!"
The former manager's reminiscence of her times at Karasuno made the younger girl laugh. It certainly sounded like her brother; he never really settled down and was always doing something--anything, really, to keep himself occupied.
"I'm having a great time there!" Natsu responded, "Up until my last year of middle school, I was a libero. Right now I'm currently Karasuno's setter!"
Hayato’s hand shot up. "I know where that is."
"Of course you do," snorted Saeko, ”I showed you.”
The two were often the culprits of Ryuunosuke’s stolen melon bread investigations (in which Nishinoya was the Watson to Ryuu’s Holmes).
Hayato and Nishinoya went to secure their trump card, leaving the fine details (AKA the outfit) to the ladies. They’d just about finished making their final decisions when the sound of tires squelching up the asphalt of the driveway stopped them in their tracks.
Natsu nodded at the small giant and the libero with a smile. "I'll leave you to it!" she chimed, and immediately turned her attention back to the bag of clothing before her.
Picking out the best blouse to go with the flowy skirt that she had suggested to Saeko, she folded the outfit neatly and set it aside, packing everything back into the bag as the sound of a car neared, the sound of the engine coming up of the driveway making her excited.
The door clicked open, and Ryuunosuke opened the door to the sight of Natsu and Saeko sitting on the floor, looking up at him with grins that did poorly to hide the mischievous atmosphere about them.
"Welcome home, Ryuu-nii!"
Sorry I haven't been on lately. I've been swamped with homework this week, but I think I can do replies later this week, if not the weekend.
REBLOG IF YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT THE GENDER OF THE MUN
It really irritates me when I see people freaking out (whether it be a nice way or a rude way) because the mun is male. I don’t really understand it…it’s really just rude to judge someone like that whether they are playing a male or a female. You can play a character the opposite gender of you but they can’t play the opposite gender of themselves? On top of it being rude, it’s hypocritical.
"You sure got here fast!" Saeko chirped, ruffling the libero’s hair. She was one of the few that actually had to reach up to touch his head, which made him grin. "We were just gettin’ started! Whaddaya think of these shoes? Are they big enough?"
The strappy heels she produced from the bag were probably too small for Ryuunosuke, but they’d look amusing all the same.
"All right, but have you considered HOW you’re gonna get him in it? He’s not gonna go down without a fight…” Hayato folded his arms and ignored when Saeko jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow.
"You’re never such a party pooper when we’re alone,” she snorted pointedly. A pause. "Mm…good question, though. Natsu-chan?"
Nishinoya laughed heartily at the heels that clacked together in the blonde's hands. He took them from her hands, easily identifying them as the younger Hinata's, as they were brightly colored and lightly embellished. "They look small. Perfect for Ryuu!"
Upon hearing the small giant's question, Natsu pressed a finger to her lip. Ryuunosuke was very muscular and would definitely strongly object to being put in small, tight clothing.
"What if we hold the last of his melon bread hostage?" she suggested with a grin, knowing that he never liked to give it up.
"Ossan!" After bugging Kageyama for so long about the grand king's name, he had finally insisted that Natsu just refer to to Oikawa as such, and she complied, figuring it was some sort of name he inherited. "Will you give me some tips on setting?"
Oikawa squatted down down to look Natsu eye-to-eye.
"I take it your Chibi-kun’s little sister with that nickname and your orabge hair?"
He handed her the volleyball he had been practicing with.
"How about you show me how you set first and then I can help you then? If you impress me, I might just show you to jump serve so you’d be better than your big brother at serves."
He wasn’t about to say how easy that was anyways.
Natsu tried her best to maintain her cheerful expression as the older male bent his knees to match her height. “Y-yeah…the hair makes it unmistakable, doesn’t it?" she confirmed his guess, taking a short step back from him.
Taking the volleyball into her hands, she spun it between her palms, feeling the tension. Like her brother, having the ball in her hands was akin to subtle ecstasy.
"I’ll set it to you, okay?"
Moving a small distance away from him, she tossed the ball into the air and directed it toward him with her best setting form.
Oikawa caught the ball with both hands with a smile.
"Okay that wasn’t bad, but a few things to remember. You don’t want to set it to the spiker, you want to hit it to where the spiker will be, so you need a bit more force with your sets. Here."
He threw the ball back to the little girl.
"I’m going to run up to spike and you’ll set the ball to where I’ll be. Remember timing is tricky, so don’t give up. And each spiker is different with timing, so if you really want to be a spiker, you have to adjust to all the attackers on your team. So lets go~"
He backed up and began running forward.
Taking the ball back from him, Natsu nodded. "Got it, Ossan!" she piped up, grinning. She moved herself into position as Oikawa back up, watching as he began his running start.
With a trained eye, a setter could easily tell where the spiker was headed. However, she was a libero convert and so she had difficulty pinpointing where the male's position would be. Biting her lip nervously, she sent the ball in his general direction.
To say in the least, it was an embarrassing set to show as the team's regular setter.
If your muse isn't just hunting for the D and V , please reblog
I’m sick of getting dropped or ignored by some blogs just because my muse isn’t jumping and crawling all over them. There are things called enemies/platonic or just friends or whatever… And i’m annoyed… So if you could just reblog this so that I can have a bit of reassurance about this… It’d be very appreciated.
oh my god two words in that just UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE
All hope is lost so quickly I can’t stop laughing.
danish tv is the best thing ever
"Okay :("
Arrow-symbol because I'm on mobile. ^^;
"Oh, you must be Hinata’s sister aren’t you?"
Kiyoko was surprised as the younger girl wrapped her scarf around her neck and when she tugged her to a slow jog. “Oh, alright!”
She kept up with the Natsu’s pace as they came upon the convenience store. As soon as they entered in the store the atmosphere felt warmer and welcoming. Kiyoko looked around for the things she needed on her list.
As they stepped into the convenience store, Natsu gave a sigh and rubbed her hands together, defrosting them in the warmth. “Ahh, much better!” She peeked over Kiyoko’s shoulder at the list and then took a shopping basket before following the other girl through the aisles.
"That sure is a lot of stuff on the list. Bulk shopping?"
"Yes, most are for the holiday feast. Some are for tonight’s dinner." Kiyoko scanned the aisles, took some items off the shelves, analyzed the product, and soon put them in the basket. She glances at Natsu. "Thank you for helping me Natsu-chan… That is your name… Correct?"
"Ah, I see. My family isn’t doing anything big for the holiday, since we’re all pretty lazy." Natsu gave a jolly laugh as she held out the basket for Kiyoko to put her items in. They were general goods, but the bespectacled girl bought more than one; it was probably to avoid having to come out into the cold weather again.
"Yes, that’s my name!" she chimed happily. "What have you been doing these days, now that you’re out of high school?"
"Oh? Well, I’ve been busy studying to get a degree from the college I’m in. I came back to spend time with my family, since I haven’t been able to talk to them very much." She surveyed the list, crossing out the items she already had in the basket. Then, Kiyoko looked at Natsu. "How has Karasuno been? Do you like it there?"
Natsu sympathized with Kiyoko. It was hard to find the time to spend together with family when there was schoolwork to do. A lot of times, Natsu found herself swamped with homework after volleyball practice, so she neglected to spend time with her mother and brother.
"I like Karasuno a lot! I first thought about moving to the city and going to school at Nekoma, but I would feel bad for leaving my mom at home alone."
Not to mention that Shouyou and Tobio were completely against her going to that school, since it was the rival school of Karasuno. She also found that it would be harder to make friends there, so she decided against it in the end.
All the starter sentences I could find, alphabetized.
"Are you crazy?”
"Are you even listening to me?"
"Are you even listening to yourself?"
"Are you sure they won’t find out?”
"Are you sure this is legal?”
"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”
"Are you threatening me?"
"Be mine."
"Do I know you?"
"Do you love me?"
"Do you remember this?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Don’t go."
"Don’t let me die"
"Don’t look at me like that."
"Don’t make me beg.”
"Don’t you dare come near me!"
"Don’t you dare."
"Explain yourself."
"For you, I would _____"
"Give it back."
"Give me another chance."
"Have you ever even done this before?"
"How drunk are you right now?"
"I already regret this."
"I am not wearing that.”
"I can’t believe you missed that."
"I can’t do this anymore."
"I can’t even look at you."
"I could kill you!"
"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."
"I didn’t do it.""
"I didn’t know you could do that."
"I don’t want to look at you right now.”
"I guess this is goodbye.”
"I hate you."
"I have to go."
"I just want to cuddle."
"I know your secret.”
"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”
"I love you."
"I miss you so very much."
"I missed you."
"I need a drink."
"I need a hug."
"I never really loved you."
"I owe you."
"I think I broke it."
"I think I’m falling in love with you. "
"I think I’m forgetting something."
"I think it’s broken.”
"I trust you."
"I want to be yours."
"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”
"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."
"I’ll be there in five minutes.” ”This is really inappropriate.”
"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”
"I’m bad for you.”
"I’m dying."
"I’m going to be sick."
"I’m not speaking to you anymore."
"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."
"I’ve never heard that one before."
"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”
"Is that my shirt?"
"It was me"
"It’s so beautiful.”
"It’s time to choose.”
"Just five more minutes."
"Just go."
"Just leave me alone."
"Just let me die."
"Just relax."
"Just what did we do last night?"
"Kiss me you idiot."
"Kiss me."
"Make me."
"Marry me?"
"My Parents don’t know"
"My parents know.""
"Never again."
"Nh, don’t be so rough!"
"No, that can’t be my baby."
"No! You can’t die on me now!"
"Put it away.”
"Put your trousers on!"
"Put. The. Weapon. Down."
"Shut up and listen."
"Take responsibility."
"That isn’t mine."
"That looked easier on TV."
"That sounds painful."
"That was a bad plan."
"That’s mine!”
"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."
"They’re coming.”
"This seems familiar."
"This stays between us."
"Truth hurts, don’t it?"
"Want to hear a secret?"
"We need to talk."
"We’re moving too fast.”
"Well that was unexpected."
"What are we doing here?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"What are you touching?"
"What are you?"
"What do you need?"
"What happened to you?"
"What have I done this time?"
"What if someone catches us?”
"What sort of noise was that?”
"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"
"What were you thinking?"
"Where are my clothes?"
"Where did you find this?"
"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”
"Where were you?"
"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”
"Why are you wearing that?"
"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."
"You could have died!”
"You could have killed someone!"
"You coward."
"You don’t need to be so gentle.”
"You drive me crazy!"
"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”
"You lied to me!"
"You mean everything to me."
"You owe me."
"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"
"You’re all out of ____."
"You’re an idiot.”
"You’re bad for me.”
"You’re dead to me."
"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"
"You’re really good at this…”
"You’re so weird.""
"You’re under arrest."
"Good morning. Hope you don't mind me borrowing your shirt!"
❛ well if you can fit it… ❜
"I'm not much bigger than you!" Natsu chimed, shooting Touka a toothy grin. Lightly fluttering over to the girl's dresser, she flung open one of the drawers and snatched up the t-shirt that lay folded on top. She pulled it over her head without hesitation.
"Sorry to occupy all of your time last night, Touka-chan!"
Arrow-symbol because I'm on mobile. ^^;
"Oh, you must be Hinata’s sister aren’t you?"
Kiyoko was surprised as the younger girl wrapped her scarf around her neck and when she tugged her to a slow jog. “Oh, alright!”
She kept up with the Natsu’s pace as they came upon the convenience store. As soon as they entered in the store the atmosphere felt warmer and welcoming. Kiyoko looked around for the things she needed on her list.
As they stepped into the convenience store, Natsu gave a sigh and rubbed her hands together, defrosting them in the warmth. “Ahh, much better!” She peeked over Kiyoko’s shoulder at the list and then took a shopping basket before following the other girl through the aisles.
"That sure is a lot of stuff on the list. Bulk shopping?"
"Yes, most are for the holiday feast. Some are for tonight’s dinner." Kiyoko scanned the aisles, took some items off the shelves, analyzed the product, and soon put them in the basket. She glances at Natsu. "Thank you for helping me Natsu-chan… That is your name… Correct?"
"Ah, I see. My family isn't doing anything big for the holiday, since we're all pretty lazy." Natsu gave a jolly laugh as she held out the basket for Kiyoko to put her items in. They were general goods, but the bespectacled girl bought more than one; it was probably to avoid having to come out into the cold weather again.
"Yes, that's my name!" she chimed happily. "What have you been doing these days, now that you're out of high school?"
"Ossan!" After bugging Kageyama for so long about the grand king's name, he had finally insisted that Natsu just refer to to Oikawa as such, and she complied, figuring it was some sort of name he inherited. "Will you give me some tips on setting?"
Oikawa squatted down down to look Natsu eye-to-eye.
"I take it your Chibi-kun’s little sister with that nickname and your orabge hair?"
He handed her the volleyball he had been practicing with.
"How about you show me how you set first and then I can help you then? If you impress me, I might just show you to jump serve so you’d be better than your big brother at serves."
He wasn’t about to say how easy that was anyways.
Natsu tried her best to maintain her cheerful expression as the older male bent his knees to match her height. "Y-yeah...the hair makes it unmistakable, doesn't it?" she confirmed his guess, taking a short step back from him.
Taking the volleyball into her hands, she spun it between her palms, feeling the tension. Like her brother, having the ball in her hands was akin to subtle ecstasy.
"I'll set it to you, okay?"
Moving a small distance away from him, she tossed the ball into the air and directed it toward him with her best setting form.
Knock knock~ [ 17-y/o natsu ]
11. My character walking in on yours waiting in bed for them.
Suga’s face expressed surprise and shock when he walked into his room, closed the door, and noticed his bed was already taken. By a very unlikely guest. It was a mystery how Hinata’s little sister had even gotten in here but the main question was more obvious."Natchan, why are you doing this?" Suga asked hurriedly, whispering to her.
She stared at Koushi with a small frown. Despite that the fact that she knew what he was trying to tell her, he probably did not understand what she was trying to convey to him. Pursing her lips together, Natsu turned her eyes downward again and a mumble came from her lips. “…ike you….”
She looked like she was thinking about his words, but her answer was too soft and mumbled for him to understand. "Natsu, speak up," he said in a gentle voice. Maybe he’d been a little too strict with her, but he just wanted to keep her safe…
Natsu twitched slightly at the sound of her given name coming out of his mouth. It had been a while since he last used it, instead of the usual "Natchan". It gave her more of a sense of seriousness. Staring at him for a moment, she breathed in slowly. Then, she turned her face away from him, toward the window to hide her expression as she repeated herself, her cheeks and ears turning bright red. "I like you."
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