PRIDEFUL.

private tsukki.

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( dumbass!!!! )

        ‘ ooooh, you’re so cruel, tsukki — !!      i think you act this way because you’re…insecure —- ? ‘     a look of pity. ’ your ass may not be as great as others,     but…your rear isn’t all a person looks for in someone.                                                                        i swear. ‘

    ' there's nothing wrong with me,                    it's the way you think. & why're you so into asses?                     do you have a thing for that or something???  '

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( nishi-annoy-ah ):

calloseu

  the libero asked the middle blocker, ‘oi, tsukishima! do ‘ya know any movie that combines action with horror?! halloween's near an' i think we should do somethin' with the team!!!’

'  ...  ' of course, he knew a lot. but he would never unravel something unlike him towards the team. so he answers coyly; slight growl underneath his tone. ' don't know, don't care. '

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MUN vs MUSE.

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tagged by: orusuta ◔◡◔​  mun: kira! / muse: tsukishima kei!

six similarities between muse and mun:

we both wear glasses cause we're pretty much blind without them.

we both like strawberry shortcakes!!! 

same age. 

ok so we both have a sibling.

we're both dumpsters. pretty much trashier than trash. B)

uhhh we both have good grades??? ?? ? 

six differences between muse and mun:

i'm still a lesser asshole than tsukki. (っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ 

height difference............. tch

uh i'm a bigger dork than tsukki.... probably.

my sister isn't a big brother she's a little sister.

i actually can't do anything in sports???? 

i don't listen to music a lot i guess......... though that's a lie.

tagging: um ok so klauetic, kxnos, boosui, prxdxgy, sukoushi, belloque, shouyos, prodigxum, shuusai, & prty much anyone who wants to do it??? 

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( dumbass!!!! )

       ’ woaaaaaaaah, i can’t believe it. tsukishima kei is in         denial. he can’t admit that an ass so sweet is standing         before him. he’s not acknowledging it’s beauty & grace.                                            for shame. ‘

  '   thanks for the compliments, but i don't want you talking                    about something that doesn't exist,  because it's not gonna                     happen- even if you beg god & whatever.  '

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( approved. (҂⌣̀_⌣́) )

' that kind of thinking will do you in, ' he comments with a huff, the faintest hint of mirth in his eyes, ' again, might i add. ’

… ooh. if looks could kill.

a light bout of laughter bubbles from him, and he tries to mask it with the back of his hand. ’ sorry, sorry. i’m just… trying to lighten the mood. someones gotta do it. ’ with that, his eyes catch at the other players, who are busy continuing practice now that the floor had been swiped clean     after kageyama had a stern talking to from daichi.

he felt minutely sorry for the raven, before turning his attention back to the blond. ’ but… in all seriousness, i suggest you listen to me, for once. ’ a hand raises to rub gently at his neck, ridding of the slight ache there. ’ better me than daichi’s wrath, i always say. ‘ 

        '  hah? apologize, he hit me first--i don't see why i have to apologize.  ' sure. that was the truth being blindly drizzled by his tongue. & palm presses against lip- a thinking  posture. (he would spit ugly thrones at him, though his mood was completely ruined by kageyama.) & he surprisingly agrees with his senior on his word----better me than daichi's wrath----the captain's lectures were always much more tiring to listen to.  ' ...hn. though, next time- don't blame  me if he's the one to get punched. ' he would not lose his stubbornness, because after all, he knew that he was actually the one who provoked such violent behavior, but he fails to admit it. that would make him spit out his pride, step on it & leave it to rot on the dirt alongside the trail home. he did not want that- specifically, he did not want to show signs of weakness towards this team of idiots, their 'victory' shouts & happiness. he didn't understand.  & he recalls his actions back then, before he has fist flying towards his face----'how annoying, you all are dumb, huh? crying over a simple game"----he must have broken kageyama's faith- his hope, but to no avail did that ever make him think. his head tilts back, the scent of distant iron recoils way. his bleeding must have stopped; he thinks- & he stands up.  ' i'm leaving. '

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( failure of a senpai. ):

      ’ RATE MY ASS. ‘

 '  pffffft---- sorry, but;                ...i don't see any 'ass' worthy enough to be graded by me.

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( eye-sore. )

‘i’ll have you know–––                    i’m best at video games.’ 

Spinning lies around his lips, Oikawa took Tsukishima’s controller with a clear goal set in his mind ––– prove himself as the superior in front of his junior. Granted, Kei might had been on the verge of beating the level, but that didn’t matter to the brunet. All he planned was give the game a whirl, finish it (without dying too many times, if possible), and leave the blond astonished at his “skills”. A flawless plan, wouldn’t you say? Now, if only Tooru knew which button was for jumping–––– Perhaps the Y button? Nope, not it. Damn, this was nothing like Mario Kart.

‘–––just because you have to put up with tobio,                  doesn’t mean i’m as bad as him. now, how do                   you get out of the menu screen-thingy––––?’ 

       ' heeh---- is that so.  ' a look of disinterest is shot into his supposed superior's direction. it was idle chatter; fruitless splendor brandished with certain flaws. & it was so---- so annoying  to be dealing with another----another king to be exact----& how fast his luck runs out. someone's rank in video games don't especially matter to tsukishima, though he does not prefer being on the bottom. but with oikawa playing-- it's most likely to happen. & another hopeless  question is asked----"how to get out of the menu"----he knew that actually letting this guy get his hands on his controller was hopeless. with an exasperated sigh, he scratches the back of his neck & idly talks.             ' -----------you press the START  button, obviously.                                  .....are you really sure you know how                                    to play this game?  '

[trashplay]

█ ▌█ ▌█ ▌⊰  ✕ ⊱——— 

          tetsurou had a limit to his patience, and it stretched long as far as he was concerned; but today tsukishima did more than just cross it, because he ripped it up. almost shoving the other boy away, he grits his teeth and a low hiss sounds from his throat. attitude from small brats was one thing he had never been accustomed to tolerating anyways. returning back to his feet, though the other stood irritatingly taller than him, tetsurou scowls with poison on his tongue. a second to grab the ball beside him, and he clicks it to his chest before throwing a sharp toss back to the other. 

                   ❝ you  know  what  then, fine.                        train & help yourself if you                        think    you’re    that   good.  ❞

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'  heh, as if you were going to show me any useful tips.  ' he retorts, bruised fingers suffocating the ball underneath his grip. if the senior was going to try to be intimidating towards him---- he wouldn't back down, because simply, he hates  losing, in any subject. feet squeaks- sound responding into conversation inside the tepid room. '  arara, have i gotten you... mad?  oh- i'm sorry, i never knew you had such sensitive feelings.  ' he takes no note in the aggravation mixed within venom tongue (cat versus crow?). a mocking look, he gives as fingers slam the ball into the floor. 

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orusuta:

            ‘giving up so already? well then,                 step aside and hand me the controller.’ 

a friend of oikawa once mentioned him being gifted with the ability to get on people’s nerves just by opening his mouth ; a remark that didn’t steer far away from the truth, but he knew well his words could do much more than bring out mere hostility. slipping on his infamous, a-hundred percent genuine smiles, the brunet flounced closer to mr. glasses and sat beside him. oh, tsukishima had no idea what sort of a miracle was expecting him ––– tooru wasn’t one to pass time with video games often.

            ‘All right––––what were you supposed to do in this mission-thingy?’ 

'  sure, i'd be glad to see how much of a fool  you would make yourself.  ' he gives an overtly arrogant smile as he scooted over for the other to sit down. he fiddles with the analogue sticks on the controller (skin oil rubbing against the small dust particles) & forked lashes touches salted skin. it wasn't particularly hard ----- aka the stage he was doing ----- but he was about to pass it until the narcissist happened to come along. bony fingers presses against brim chin, smirk curling into mischievous impression. '  hn---?  you can't read the words at top?----"get past the checkpoints without touching the spikes"----kings are so, dumb.  '

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so u can find me here bye

[dahynes]

psa.

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so i’ve been thinking. school kicked back a few weeks ago, & well. i’m already over-ran by tests & all, so that explains my lack of activity on my muses. as much as i love to roleplay right now (or at least the characters i already have, ex: tsukki, shura, etc etc), i’m not able to feel the ability to write any replies for any of them. all of my replies —- or most of them, at least, are drafted & gathering some dust„, so i’ll try to finish them before i have to take more tests. but just for my lack activity does not especially mean that i will give up on my muses, but i will not be on them as frequently as i usually am. i’ll be on around once a week or so. i want to tell you guys who roleplayed with me that, it was very fun & enjoyable to read out your replies & be able to respond towards them in my own way. so, this isn’t the last of them, be aware for my occasional appearances (aka let’s participate in pop goes the weasel.). well. to also include on my muses, i’m thinking of making phoenix wright & shima renzo. & while i make them, i will be giving them most attention instead of my other blogs —- so, if you want to still talk, give me your skype & well, i’ll add you. 

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                                                    (  slay the serpent.  ) 

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trashplay:

█ ▌█ ▌█ ▌⊰  ✕ ⊱——— 

            this was tragically embarrassing & sudden. teaching had been his aim, though in tsukki’s small chance to drop a tantrum peppered with his disobedience, their timing had been cut too ridiculously off in that one second. it had been purely an accident; both of them bumping and tripping against eachother, kuroo’s back shooting with brief pain as he falls and tsukki’s weight drops on him— and then, of course, the captain feeling his patience snap skyward to HELL.

                   ❝ you just can’t ever listen without complaining.                        get                          off                             me. ❞

        '  well, sorry  for you being so flawed.            & stop squirming, you're not making            this any easier for us--------  ' 

he talks, venom dripping from forked tongue. fingers being crushed under the weight of the other being ----- & that made him unable to thwart way from him. a forte susurrus, a low, violent hiss slewed out of lips. morosely does he exhale, thin arm jerking sweaty palm away from broad back ---- (& he quickly gets off, though fingers still ached from the pressure). he shoots a gelid stare, fingers pressing the rim of his glasses, a pained expression. tension dons quiet air, fruitless argument would soon begin a war. & ill-bred anger twists onto larynx, coiling etymon on tongue & lips with its sharp talons. he would admit that the fall itself was heavy, & it hurt him much ----- which annoyed  him more than usual. 

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singinghomo:

— -{♂}                 He guesses. Well at least his tone sounded                 polite, right? In some sort of response the male                 nods his head. Figuring that deep down, he’d                 want to keep this conversation going.                 ❝You where you headin’ too, if you don’t mind                 me asking?❞

              '  & why should i tell you-----?  '  tone is gruffer,                  nose crinkling at the sudden question. he is                   not passive anymore. & he rolls his eyes, his                  teeth digging into iron tongue. although the                  other did take the effort towards showing him                   friendliness, he doesn't think a second thought                  & starts to give aggressive preach. '  hmph.  '

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singinghomo:

— -{♂}                ❝Uh—, friend.                Yeah, your fly’s undone— might wanna’                fix that.❞ He thought he should point it out                if anything. It’s better than just letting him walk                around like that all day.

           '  hah?  oh, erm---- thanks, i guess.  ' how had he                not notice was something he didn't know--- he                should've noticed. but he was  in a rush. being               grateful for the stranger's remark (he wouldn't                want those idiots to make fun of him). 

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write 10 things about yourself and pass onto 10 of your favorite followers. 

 i was tagged by: trashplay.

1. i'm a mega  gamer. & tell me that i play too much games on pc & other consoles, pls.  2. i get sick easily because i stay up late.  3. i get hurt easily.  4. hey look, i have a cut on my arm. 5. i read too much. 6. i can't see very much without my glasses. 7. i was infected with the yaoi disease bc of caramel & raya. 8. i'm always getting forced into doing things. 9. i'm not an outside person--- i stay home & go on tumblr // play games most of the time. unless my parents force me to.  10. why do i have to wear dresses when i play a cello?????

tagging: kxnos, busui, prodigxum, prxdxgy, shadouu, orusuta, kenmeoow, sugazu, klauetic, feriox, asmallbeast, && anyone else who wants to do it!!!