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“Is that what you assume? I suppose I am but not that you’d know. For someone who seems to wake up on the wrong side of the bed everyday, you are surprisingly calm about being here.”

Without filters and societal norms to stop Daichi, he would certainly be relentless with the other.

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❝ oouch and i thought you had missed me. ❞ a fake shrug to add more drama, he truly enjoyed small scoldings from this guy, reminded him of his grandpa’s. ❝ i dunno, should i be worried about somethin’? ❞

#unspiker #I CANT BELIEVE U ARE DAICHI THO?!?!?

staplerer

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What a convenient miracle that Hive City still got the latest issues of Jump–a thought that ran through Senjougahara’s mind for a moment as she browsed the newsstand. With no hesitation she picked it up, handing over a few dollars in change to the frail old man in charge before turning back toward the bus stop.

In a swift movement her she pressed her skirt flat as she sat, her spot on the bench picked specifically for its perfect light. Silently the magazine was flipped open on her lap, occupying her wait with cliche shounen until the sunshine she basked under was unceremoniously blotted out. With a glare she looked back up, only to see a male leaning up against the booth’s glass wall.

How offensive was it when she turned her head to see that the rest of the bench was empty.

“Do you mind?” she spoke up, narrowed eyes nearly burning holes into the boy’s head.

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the incredible amount of choices to pick a seat was endless, however he didn’t want to just follow the conventional. young beautiful lady enjoying the warm sunlight as she had a peaceful reading, almost like a piece of art, but something was missing in the picture to make it perfect…kuroo.

he knew, he was aware he was annoying her, & did he care? not at all! in fact, it was amusing, his simple harmless presence doing absolutely nothing was ruining the evening of a young lady! that was just interesting & it looked appealing enough to participate more. he tilted his head faking innocence, but immediately a big smirk decorated his face as his big hands moved towards the girl to pick the magazine up, while the female before him focused her attention on something that was surely more entertaining, his head.

❝ heeeeeh? is this this month’s edition? ❞ the sun was gone and now her magazine too.

#staplerer #senjougahara 01

puerpapilio-deactivated20150830

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Ever since that city in the sky had up and vanished, Hinami had found herself at a loss in the city she could recognize. She’d reappeared in the middle of all that chaos to find a city she was barely familiar with in ruin. The buildings healed like magic, but there was little that could be done with the rubble outside of moving it physically. Yet, Hinami wasn’t much use in that department either. She was socially inept, and she’d ultimately risk hurting herself, which would likely trigger her Kakugan. Nobody needed to know she was a ghoul if she could help it.

“B-Be careful!” She’d eventually cry out to a young man, however, as he was fairly close to stepping on a nail. It was unlikely a nail would pierce her own skin, but for a human…

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being six feet tall wasn't always so fun, a whole world of small creatures he wished to explore but then those muscular legs coming through his way. he would not complain of course! that height was a gift and he wouldn't change it for anything if it meant he wouldn't be the best of the best playing volleyball. small voice coming towards him, a girl he thought, the message implying his safety was in risk & just by chance he looked at the ground for a second, finding out a long nail ready to pierce his foot. silly cat with good reflexes, carelessly allowing his hands to never leave his pockets, tripping with his own legs to avoid the metal & just a monotonous reaction facing the danger.

❝ aaaaaaaaaah. ❞ step to the lef, a little jump to the right. ❝ waaaaaah. that was close, thanks shortie, i owe you one don’t cha’ think? ❞

#puerpapilio #hinami 01

okay since summer break starts tomorrow now i’ll have all the time in the world so like this post for a starter mayhaps? cap is 2!

#ca rp ad #;ooc

matsukouka

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“It sure looks like there’s more and more volleyball players coming to Citta….” She pauses and stares at the volleyball captain with slight doubt, but she had a feeling he was a volleyball player. His muscles said it all. “You are a volleyball player right?”

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he knew he was popular but being recognized in a new place was unexpected and totally pleasant, as a captain of the team participating in all the games was an activity done in a daily basis & his thought were leading him to that explanation.

❝ yeah, are you from tokyo? have you seen me in games? ❞

#kou 01 #matsukouka #im laughgin

unspiker

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“Kuroo-san, you’re here.” Daichi said flat out, arms crossed. He had nothing against the Nekoma captain but he had a feeling the other might be up to trouble. You could never tell with these Nekoma players. He wasn’t about to look for trouble. “You shouldn’t wander too far. It isn’t as safe as Tokyo.”

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what a pleasant surprise was to find the captain of his favorite team! or at least that’s how it should be. always fascinated for the mature comments made by the other whenever they met, curious if it was just an act to seem superior to his team--- which it was something so far away to be real, another reason to confirm that crows are truly interesting. ❝ hehe, what’s that? i always thought you were the adventurous type of guy. ❞ sarcasm, of course.

#thank you for the starTER!!!#unspiker #daichi 01

owlishspiker-blog

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Here you have a very impatient owl. Impatient and confused because he doesn’t really know where he is or where he’s going and it’s a REAL crisis. He’s looking around desperately, brow furrowed with a deep pout on his lips.

“This is stupid.. This isn’t Tokyo. Where is everyone?”

Bokuto glanced around a few more times before letting out a harsh exhale through his nose.

Oh - wait – what is that?

“Bro–??”

Surely he couldn’t mistake that bedhead as anyone else. He knew no one on the EARTH who had worse hair. Cause obviously his was completely stylish - lookin’ like an owl and all. Cue an extremely loud and elated teen crashing into the taller male from behind, arms wrapping around him in a tight hug.

“Bro! Kuroo! Tetsurou!!!”

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it had been a while since he last saw some of the members of his team & he was a little concerned, still wondering if they were keeping up with their daily training even with his absence. of course he wouldn’t make a huge deal, there’s nothing to do about it & things weren’t as bad as they could be.

so far, this new life was just something he would have to get used to, however he would keep missing the times when he was able to fool around with everyone even if he didn't admit it out loud. it wasn't until the moment his name reached him coming from a familiar noisy voice, slightly turning his head back trying to follow the words; surprised by his finding when the cat-like eyes caught a messy owl head behind him already with his arms wrapped around his torso.

❝ heh, is it necessary to be always so loud? ❞ he asked with his classic smirk, his words couldn’t be necessarily friendly, but at this point it is known that in kuroo’s way that’s a warm greeting.

#owlishspiker #HOLDS THEM CLOSE #THE ULTIMATE BROTATO CHIP