❝ Pathetic. ❞

"It's just a club." [ indie tsukishima kei roleplay blog! tracking: cleverxblocker ] - multiship, multiverse, semi-selective-

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carefully pokes head in... hello...

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Mun VS. Muse

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(Bold what applies.)

ｂａｓｉｃｓ:

WHO OF YOU IS:

Older? muse/mun Taller? muse/mun Richer? muse/mun Neater? muse/mun Nicer? muse/mun Smarter? muse/mun Funnier? muse/mun

ａｄｖａｎｃｅｄ:

Who is a better friend? muse/mun Who lies the most? muse/mun Who swears the most? muse/mun Who reads more? muse/mun Who is more creative? muse/mun Who is more troubled? muse/mun Who has better morals? muse/mun

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/ eyyyys atchu

ooc; eyyyyy

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AKITERU’S PROFILE IS OUT

Tsukishima Akiteru

Tsukishima Kei’s Older Brother Karasuno High School Graduate 22 Years Old

Height: 185.2cm Weight: 79.5kg Birthday: March 8 Favourite Food: Wasabi leaves soaked in soy sauce Current Concern: He’s not used to sake

Ability Parameter (out of 5)

Power: 4/5 Jump: 2/5 Stamina: 4/5 Strategy: 3/5 Technique: 3/5 Speed: 2/5

Things I thought worth discussing:

Akiteru’s birthday matches Yamaguchi’s. While Yamaguchi’s birthday (November 10) is the birth of chūken Hachikō, Akiteru’s birthday is the death of

Akiteru’s stats are pretty average. All up they’re 18/30. That’s one less point than his little brother’s stats all up

Akiteru is 3.1cm shorter than Kei, but a whole 11.1kg heavier. (He could probably carry both his little brother and Yamaguchi at the same time they’re both too light for their heights)

The legal drinking age in Japan is 20. Akiteru has had two years to get used to sake. Weak.

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ooc; ...Hi.

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Muses being moved!

Since I’m terrible at managing multiple blogs at once, I’ve decided to move them all onto a multi-muse account. It’s easier for me to handle multiple characters on just one blog, rather than handling multiple blogs at once… geddit? So, this will be the new blog for all of my canon muses!

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Muses being moved!

Since I’m terrible at managing multiple blogs at once, I’ve decided to move them all onto a multi-muse account. It’s easier for me to handle multiple characters on just one blog, rather than handling multiple blogs at once… geddit? So, this will be the new blog for all of my canon muses!

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ooc; i’m very sorry for my absence. for the past 5 days i have been in the hospital in a crisis unit due to having suicidal thoughts and not feeling safe with myself when being left alone. i was admitted into care on tuesday night, and i was just discharged today at 2 when my mom picked me up! i’m very sorry for the inconvenience, but let reassure you all that i’m feeling much, MUCH better now and feeling a lot happier! thank you, and again, i’m very sorry.

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i N E V E R miss.

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{ indie midorima shintarou from kuroko no basket. }

★ semi-selective ★ multiship / fandom || au + oc friendly ★ nsfw possible, tagged accordingly ★ liners/script - para - novella - crack ★ 3/4+ years tumblr rp experience

                                                                 home — shooting guard — behind — inquiry

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SAY ONE OF THE FOLLOWING TO MY MUSE TO SEE HOW THEY REACT (Innuendo version)

Disclaimer: These are technically SFW, however as they are innuendos they can be interpreted however you want… have fun!

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"It’s so big!"

"Are you sure it’s going to fit?"

"You’re being too rough."

"I’m not fragile, you don’t have to be so gentle."

"Wrong hole!"

"I’m dripping wet."

"Don’t get it in my hair."

"It won’t stop squirting."

"Bend over."

"I’m never getting on my knees for you again."

"You’re really hitting the spot."

"Yes! Yes! Oh Yes!"

"You’re going to break me."

"Are you sure two fingers is enough?"

"Take it."

"Is that it?"

"That didn’t last very long…"

"I didn’t know it would get that hard."

"Just put it in!"

"Right there."

"Who taught you how to aim?"

"Hit it really deep."

"We might as well go out with a bang."

"What’s that pressing against my back?"

"I got it in my eye."

"Harder… no, faster."

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; 'm 30 from 200.....whaaaaaaaaaaaa

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; i'm kind of sorta close to 200 on here??? how

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Love these Ani Kuji clear files! ( ´͈ ◡ `͈ )

Everyone looks so cool!

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Yamaguchi’s legs stilled as he buried his face against Tsukishima’s chest with a happy sigh. 

Winter is a great season.

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☾ --

                  He couldn't help but smile. He leaned his head against Yamaguchi's, shifting a little closer to him.

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Yamaguchi has passed away trying to save a boy from being hit by a drunk driver. The child survived, but your friend had died before the paramedics could arrive. I'm sorry.

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                    His mouth hung open, like he was going to say something. But no words came out, no sounds were uttered from the blond in response to the news. There was little to be said; there was nothing he could say. One of the most important people in his life was gone now. Taken from him--just like that, in the blink of an eye. The only person he trusted with his life, the only person he could feel relaxed with, the only person he'd ever truly opened up to.

                    And now he was gone. All gone.

                    Of course he didn't let anyone see his weakness in that moment. And only when he got home, away from the crowds, away from all the strangers he didn't, and couldn't, trust, did he truly let himself go.

                    It was almost like he reverted to a small child again. He was wrapped up in his mom's arms, for the first time in years, and he was crying. Sobbing, with incoherent comments being made through the crying sounds coming from his mouth. His knees almost buckled under him, his body almost gave way on him. But he didn't want to hurt his mom, so he forced himself to stay standing. But he couldn't do it for much longer. He dragged himself away from his mother, and returned himself to his bedroom of absolute solitude.

                    There, he let go even more. He kicked his desk and chair and threw the blankets and pillows off of his bed and onto the ground. He made a mess out of his room, then sat down in the middle of it, curled up into a ball, face pressed into his knees. He was crying again, but silently this time, not caring if his clothes were getting soaked or not.

                    But he didn't care. He didn't care. There was no point in it anymore.

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