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We will walk So much slower
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We get colder As we grow older
We will walk So much slower
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Oh. Oh. That was kinda cute.
Oikawa stilled when Kyoutani leaned against him, barely shifting despite the weight of Kyoutani’s body pressing against him. Oikawa was, after all, deceptively strong. However, he didn’t really know what to do with his arms: did he sling one around Kyoutani? Or did he just let them lie at his sides uselessly? In the end, he carefully raised a hand to place a hand between Kyoutani’s shoulder blades, keeping his touch light.
“I won’t hit you,” he affirmed, “and I can’t be certain that you do. I’m still keeping you off of the regular team for now–but it’ll only be for the next three matches, practice or official. We’ll see if you’ve learnt how to play with the rest of the team instead of just doing your own thing.”
Kyoutani’s eyes opened, just barely. “So that’s how you’re going to go about it.” His voice somewhat thoughtful as he kept himself against Oikawa. The light touch between his shoulder blades wasn’t unwelcome. He was growing slowly more fond of touch after all. “I’d rather not be pulled from the team for doing my own thing.” He won’t mention how he was slowly growing fond of his teammates, albeit hidden beneath his awkward nature. Hiding behind his reckless abandon for just wanting to slam the ball into the ground.
Letting his eyes fall shut again, he thought about how to go about maybe working on this ‘team’ thing. Kyoutani kept himself lost in thought. Not paying any attention to the fact that he was leaning against Oikawa of all people. If his brother were here, they wouldn’t be too surprised with the change in character while he was at home. Talking fondly of the captain and how he seemed to be a legend almost with his setting capabilities.
|| what am i doing with my life ||
Soulmates!AU Sentence Meme
bemamar:
“Come ooonn, I’m really hungry! You’re the one supposed to feed me.”
“Do you ever think what it’d be like if we had the same marks? If it were you and me?”
“Do you love me? And not because you’re supposed to.”
“Do you think I’ll ever find it? The one with a mark on their arm saying they have to be with me?”
“Do you think there’s more than one? More than one soulmate for each one?”
“Do you think sex with a soulmate could ever be better than this? Because I doubt it.”
“Get out of work? Just tell them your soulmate needs you.”
“God, I love you so much. I know what I said before, but you’re everything I think about, everything I want, I don’t wanna turn my back on this. I don’t care what a piece of paper says or doesn’t. I’d still want this, you, if it didn’t say a thing.”
“Hell, no! You get that erased right now! It’s not me!”
“I can’t believe you’re it. From all the people- You can’t be. I hate you.”
“I got your letter. I know we never talked before, but you sent your number and… Do you think we can meet? And yes, it’s your name too.”
“I know I always say I don’t want to know, I don’t want to get it, the marker, but knowing for sure there’s someone out there for you, no matter what… I can’t say it isn’t tempting.”
“I know you’re horny. I can literally feel it. And it’s not helping me focus at all. So can’t you deal with it?”
“I know neither of us have markers, but I’m pretty sure they’d be glowing right now if we did.”
“I know this is not ideal, but I’m willing to try if you are.”
“I know you’re scared, I’m fucking scared too, but this says we got each other for life, that’s gotta be worth something, right?”
“I thought I’d never find you. Are you scared?”
“I’m scared as hell. But I still want to go through with it, I want to be able to prove it to anyone, let’s do this, let’s get the markers.”
“If I knew sex could be this amazing, I would have searched the name a long time ago.”
“If someone had warned me I would end up here… I would still have chosen you. I’ll always choose you.”
“It’s me…? Hell, it’s me. It really is me. You’re ruined.”
“Look at it! Don’t turn away. Can you see it? It’s a perfect match. I’m sorry if it sucks that it’s me. But it’s true. You can’t run from this.”
“No! No, it can’t be! That’s not-, no that’s not it… [Name] I can’t be your name… It’s not possible because… You’re not mine.”
“Our chests might not glow, but I would do anything for you, I’d go anywhere, I love you, and if that’s not soulmate material, than I don’t want to find my soulmate.”
“Okay, name one time pretending to be soulmates got us in trouble.”
“Please don’t ask me to leave. I want you so much it hurts. I never thought it could feel like this.”
“Promise me, promise me you’ll give us a chance before you go and get your mark done. Promise me.”
“So what? Just because a thing on my wrist glows I’m suddenly supposed to rebuild my whole life around you? Please. You’re fucking insane. This is fucking insane. Get the hell out.”
“This is just too hard. This soulmate thing. I know they say I’m your only chance. But I can’t do this. I’m sorry. You’re gonna have to find another way. I can’t be your soulmate.”
“We have to talk… I’ve met him/her. I’ve met the one. I can’t do this, I can’t marry you tomorrow.”
“We’re done. Mark or not mark. We’re done here. Don’t call me.”
“What if it never happens to me? Do you ever get scared about it?”
“What’s wrong?? I could feel in how much pain you were just now. God, I’m still shaking.”
“Why don’t you ever let me see it? If you have the name already, why can’t you tell me whose is it? I thought we were best friends.”
“Yes, I’m still scared! What if this is just a mistake? What if it passes someday and you don’t love me for me? What will be left then?”
“Yes, we’re soulmates! I get it, now shut up and fuck me, because I’m pretty sure it’s one of your duties.”
“You know, for someone who’s supposed to be my soulmate, you really need a new wardrobe. Or a new whole taste.”
“You know sometimes, some people, they don’t ever find a match, right? Do you still want to know?”
“You’re it okay?? I don’t know how, I don’t know why, all I know is that you’re the only one that will do, it hurts like goddamn hell, and I don’t-I just need you to let me in, please.”
“You’re my soulmate, I don’t need something telling me that.”
“(Name)? We need to talk… There’s something I have to tell you. Or show you, I guess. Please don’t be mad. I would have never- I’m sorry. But it’s your name. It’s you.”
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Their routine was rarely disturbed – and Kenma liked it that way, preferred it that way, in all honesty. Come in to work, set up for the day, and wait the first customer’s arrival. Of course, there were always walk ins, and some were rowdy, but that was always Kuroo’s jurisdiction. He tended to the unruly customers and ushered them out if they refused to conduct themselves respectably. Still, all in all, there was always a certain rhythm to the flow of the shop’s events throughout the day that Kenma could anticipate, and ready themself for.
Until the day that their carefully constructed routine was shattered. It began with a stranger entering the shop (the tinkling of the small bell over the door indicating a new presence in the parlor) with, oddly enough, a bouquet of flowers.
Naturally, Kenma was confused. They pushed themself up from the rolling stool that they’d been perched on since opening the store that morning, and approached the front desk cautiously. The flowers were lovely, and even from this distance, the soft floral scent that they emitted was quite potent.
“Good morning.” Kenma greeted the stranger with a slight inclination of their head. “How can I help you?”
Starting off the day with a delivery, before his store was opened. Taking the bouquet down the street to the body mod shop near by, he couldn’t help but be a little awkward. He’d been requested and paid by the customer to deliver the bouquet. He wasn’t given much information other than the location and that it’s for the establishment in general.
Somewhat startled by the sound of a stranger’s voice ( he should have expected it ), it took him a moment to comprehend the words he was greeted with. Fixing his composure, he continued towards the front desk with the bouquet in hand.
“I was requested by a customer who wishes to remain anonymous to bring this establishment a bouquet. They also paid for me to come by and tend to each day.” He tried to keep his awkwardness to a minimum, aiming to just seem professional. “So, unless you personally would rather I not come by each day to check on your bouquet, I shall be seeing you quite often in the coming days?” He doesn’t intend to make it sound questioning. That wasn’t his intention at all. “Oh, I need to get you a vase for this.” He looks down to the variety of flowers.
sentence starters; pvris - white noise
❝ this isn’t violence. ❞
❝ this is just a war in my head. ❞
❝ don’t you try to run right now, cause baby i could burn you down. ❞
❝ you make your way into my veins, course right through my limbs and dig your way into my brain. ❞
❝ so when the second that you walk into a room, i can’t help myself from the things that you do. ❞
❝ oh you’re killing me right now. ❞
❝ i think it’s time you burn me down. ❞
❝ i love the things we do, when it’s just me and you. ❞
❝ you’re just a ghost of blissful feelings, a cloud of smoke that i keep breathing. ❞
❝ i’m losing you to the games in my mind. ❞
❝ don’t wanna open my eyes. ❞
❝ i know it’s chemicals, that make me cling to you. ❞
❝ and i need a miracle to get away from you. ❞
❝ and i’m not spiritual but please stay, cause i think you’re a saint and i think you’re an angel. ❞
❝ you give me something to talk about, that’s not the shit in my head. ❞
❝ you’re a miracle. ❞
❝ take in your chemicals. ❞
❝ i gotta stay with you. ❞
❝ and i’m not spiritual but please stay, cause you’re a glimpse of bliss a little taste of heaven. ❞
❝ you give me something to think about, that’s not the shit in my head. ❞
❝ i need a miracle to bring me back to you. ❞
❝ i know you’re gone now but i still wait for you. ❞
❝ who let you in? ❞
❝ you walk around like you own the place. ❞
❝ guess it was all my fault, i think i let you in. ❞
❝ never thought that i would feel like this. ❞
❝ such a mess when i’m in your presence, i’ve had enough think you’ve been making me sick, gotta get you outta my system. ❞
❝ it’s my house, and i think it’s time to get out. ❞
❝ it’s my soul, it isn’t yours anymore. ❞
❝ but darling you can’t stay. ❞
❝ haven’t you heard? i’m not yours anymore. ❞
❝ yeah you’ve got it all, but you’ve got it all wrong. ❞
❝ you’re a poor unfortunate soul. ❞
❝ oh i know, you make it seem that you feel whole. so they don’t know, you’re a poor unfortunate soul. ❞
❝ yeah you put on a faith facade, think you’re holy when you’re not. ❞
❝ i hate to break it to you baby, but you’re simply lost. ❞
❝ but simply calling out sins don’t bring you closer to god. ❞
❝ you’re just a ghost at most, a set of empty bones. ❞
❝ oh you’re all alone. ❞
❝ and you say that i’ve got it all wrong. ❞
❝ cause you just know, i’m a poor unfortunate soul. ❞
❝ you’re shallow and empty and filled with regret. ❞
❝ i think that chest must be heavy from that cross on your neck. ❞
❝ don’t think i didn’t notice. ❞
❝ it’s hard to be what you need through a static screen. ❞
❝ i’m watching. i’m waiting. i’m aching. suffocating. i’m breathing. i’m speaking. can you hear me? i’m screaming, for you. ❞
❝ day by day, i’m slowly replaced in your picture frames. ❞
❝ sick of the lack of signal. sick of the lack of touch. ❞
❝ can you hear me? ❞
❝ don’t blame your death, on the shit in your head that you claimed ate you like a virus for days on end. ❞
❝ i watched you decay, watched you wast away. ❞
❝ who’d you think you’d fool baby? ❞
❝ so go ahead, yeah just drop dead. ❞
❝ you’re out of line, buried yourself alive an expected to be fine. ❞
❝ your bridges are burning, and all the tables are turning. ❞
❝ what you give is what you get, and in your case that’s nothing but guilt and regret. ❞
❝ i can’t sleep, that’s when you’re torn away from me. ❞
❝ i’ll face my fear of the sunrise, when i wake up with your hand inside mine. ❞
❝ it’s hard to say good morning, when it’s followed with goodbye. ❞
❝ you make my world spin. ❞
❝ i’ll wait to see you again. ❞
❝ i know you’re dead inside, but you make me feel alive. ❞
❝ i’m the one with the ghosts in my bed, but they only come alive at night. ❞
❝ i swear that i’ll be fine in the daylight. ❞
❝ it’s my head not my heart that’s strayed. ❞
❝ i’m sorry i keep pushing you away. ❞
❝ why can’t you stay, up against these things i can’t see? ❞
❝ make me believe. ❞
❝ now you’re up against the ghosts in my head. ❞
❝ you struck a match, and left me to burn. ❞
❝ it doesn’t feel right, to feel the weight of your world in my spine. ❞
❝ you’ve had me going, out of my mind. ❞
❝ i wanna feel something, that’s not the touch of your breath on my neck. ❞
❝ i shouldn’t give in, but i let you win, i let you in. ❞
❝ i won’t let you in. ❞
"I can fix you"
|| x ||
“Why?” Kyoutani is genuinely confused as to why he would help him with something so... vital. It’s an important part of his being. How he grew to be. It’s not a matter of if he can or not at this moment. To Kyoutani, it’s a matter of why do you want to help him. An urge to get upset over it is suppressed more by the sheer confusion. “Why do you think you can and why do you want to help?”
“Let me take care of you.”
|| x ||
Kyoutani’s eyes narrowed at the offer. Sure, Azumane hadn’t ever seemed like he’d be the type to hurt him but Kyoutani was still wary. He wasn’t about to let someone he hardly knew take care of him. Even if he had been trusted by his favourite little dog. “Why do you want to take care of me? Do you think I can’t take care of myself?” He was being bitter, yes, but he couldn’t help it. He hated it when it felt like people were making him out to be smaller than he was. Even if he could use some help, having twisted his ankle a while back.
No matter how stubborn he was, he could definitely use the help. “Azumane, how would you even take care of me right now?” He was more curious as to how he could help than anything. Kyoutani was just going to hobble his way back home, albeit that’s quite a ways, and have his older brother take care of it.
|| have some merkyou before i scan it tbh ||
Put "I can fix you" in my inbox for my Muse's reaction to yours offering to help them recover from a past or present trauma.
Originally posted by aniumblre
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RP starters: Concern.
“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”
“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”
“Blood? Are you bleeding?”
“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”
“I thought I would never see you again…”
“We should get you to hospital.”
“Where did all those bruises came from?”
“I have the right to be worried!”
“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”
“Sleep at my place tonight.”
“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”
“Please talk to me about it.”
“Let me take care of you.”
“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”
“How many times have I told you to not go there?”
“You could’ve died, you know…”
“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”
“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”
“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”
“I’m your friend, of course I care!”
“You know I’m always here for you, right?”
“You’re not okay.”
“I’m just trying to help you.”
“Let me clean your wounds…”
“Why did you do it? Tell me.”
Reblog if your muse loves physical affection like cuddles, massages, head scratches and handholding
“Nice to meet you too Kyoutani!” He offered the other a smile and then notices he was running late and he had to do an errand. He was actually enjoying this small chat though but maybe the other wasn’t used to talk to other people. He would understand that. Scratching the back of his head again he felt a bit nervous.
“U-umm… well it was nice talking to you Kyoutani but I have to finish some errands. It was nice seeing you around and let’s meet again sometime.” He nods and then starts walking off as he waves at the other and the dog.
Kyoutani doesn’t know what to do more than wave a little at Azumane. He wasn’t really certain if he should even do that. “People are weird, Levie.” Talking to his dog he carried her back home since she was falling asleep on him. Not that he minded. Running a free hand through his hair, feeling each little wave of difference in his hair as he looked around.
“How does he expect us to meet again if we don’t have anyway to contact each other anyway?” It’s a passing thought as he carries on his way, he doesn’t really care either way.
|| being that awkward friend who comes up to your work to say hi and is given a free meal but at the cost of dealing with overly sweet height difference lovers... my friend is so short compared to her boyfriend its hilarious ||
"I - I'm just trying to protect you this could g .. get a little out of control." (Because he's a big scary guy, so stammers. Alsp hi)
( x )
His eyes widen in shock at first. Though, they quickly narrow. He didn’t know who she was but who was she to say he couldn’t protect himself if he had to. He keeps his eyes narrowed in her direction, mouth refusing to open to formulate any words.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer {Sentence Starters}
“Your mouth is open, sound is coming from it. This is never good.”
“I love what you are, what you do, how you try. “
“I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and worst of you.”
“The hardest thing in this world is to live in it.”
“I love you. I don’t know if I trust you.”
“Okay, let’s not say something we’ll all regret later, okay?”
“Loneliness is about the scariest thing there is.”
“No. When you kiss me I want to die.”
“I’ve seen honest faces before. They’re usually attached to liars.”
“I may be dead, but I’m still pretty.”
“You don’t know what you’re doing. You don’t know what you want.”
“You’re really campaigning for bitch-of-the-year, aren’t you?”
“You’re a hell of a _____. You’re the one.”
“I’m just trying to protect you. This could get out of control.”
“Don’t you think you’re being a little unfair?”
“Are you ready to get down, you funky party weasel?”
“I came, I conquered, I felt really bad about it.”
“I may be love’s bitch, but at least I’m man enough to admit it.”
“You’re not friends. You’ll never be friends.”
“I’m the thing that monsters have nightmares about.”
“Listen to you. How you gonna fight anyone with that attitude?”
“Seize the moment, ‘cause tomorrow you might be dead.”
“It’s nice to watch you be happy.”
“I seem to be having a slight case of nudity here.”
“Out. For. A. Walk. Bitch.”
“I guess I just realized how amazingly screwed up they all are.”
“I’m gonna kill them all. That oughta distract ‘em.”