YEAH —— ! ✨

[jesteres]

( courtstyle‌ / atsumu. ):

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“  yes’sir,  no  need  ta’  get  yer’  face  all  scrunched  up,  omi-omi.  you’ll  get  early  wrinkles.  “ㅤㅤㅤteasing  lilt,  humming  the  extension  of  a  drawled  out  agreement  as  amber  gaze  follows  the  ravenette  through  the  shared  kitchen  space.  atsumu  considers  himself  a  pretty  intolerable  guy,  he’s  been  told  it  on  more  than  one  occasion.  but  kiyoomi  has  his  own  brand  of  unlikable  which  makes  it  easy  for  atsumu  to  poke  /  prod  with  lackadaisical  effort.ㅤㅤㅤ“  yer’  gonna  get  sick  just  havin’  coffee  though,  don’t  say  i  didn’t  offer  ta’  feed  you.  “

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤreturning  to  his  morning  ritual  (  before  it  was  so  kindly  interrupted  with  the  nagging  of  his  teammate  ),  he  slides  the  base  of  the  okonomiyaki  off  the  pan  &  onto  a  plate.  it’s  not  that  much  of  a  mess,  but  the  sharp  intake  of  air  nearby  has  sable-brows  pinching  in  atsumu’s  own  form  of  exasperation.  let  a  guy  live  a  little  —

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhe  does  make  an  effort  to  stack  dishes,  making  the  mess  more  controlled  &  limited  in  how  much  it  takes  up.  going  the  extra  mile  to  wipe  down  the  counters  /  surfaces  ;  for  all  of  his  faults,  he’s  cognizant  of  the  nuances  &  quirks  of  his  teammates,  taking  extra  care  to  be  considerate  even  with  his  jabs.ㅤㅤㅤ“  good  enough  for  ya’,  omi-omi ?  i’ll  clean  up  after  i  eat,  take  that  as  ya’  like.   “

❝ perhaps if you weren’t such a slob, I wouldn’t need to scrunch my face up and be at risk of wrinkling prematurely. ❞

response was sharp, resembling a sudden jab to ones side. the sight before him made the shaggy-haired practically itch with anticipation. his grasp of the ceramic mug fleetingly tightened in an attempt to compose his need to clean, knowing his fixation was boiling to the surface. sakusa watched with a slight wrinkle at the bridge of his nose, patently judging the others culinary skills before depths rolled and a venomous scoff emerged.

❝ I’ll get breakfast while I’m out, i’d rather not be around any of this. ❞

once again, spat sharply. it was the raven-haired’s coping mechanism to react like so, fending off every fiber of his being in which screamed and begged him to tidy. but this was the mess of a fox, business he would not involve himself in. stepping through the shared space, atsumu’s efforts were acknowledged with a brief huff of sorts, curt and matter of factly.

it’s a start. .

[jesteres]

KICKS THE DOOR OPEN.

❝ suuuup !! ❞

[jesteres]

unprompted asks. @nekotain​ sent:  blatantly coughs on sakusa. oopsie.

what a horrifying sound it was. the music resonating within his ears came to a crashing halt as melodies were paused, attention focusing on what had just occurred. horror and anger prompted features to twist and contort in dismay, brows knitted into disdain upon glancing over his shoulder, meeting the nekomas gaze.

❝ kuroo. ❞

vocality booming, relentlessly bitter and filled with venom for the other. sakusa simply could not believe the sheer audacity of the fellow raven-haired who stood before him, watching as his expression appeared utterly amused at his own rather bold action.

sights narrowed as kiyoomi proceeded to squint whilst hand rummaged within his pocket, pulling out a couple of tissues from the spare packet that he carried on his person, turning to hand it to the devilish soul with utmost contempt.

❝ wipe it off. now. ❞

[jesteres]

( royaltywritten‌ / crow-chan ):

Hitoka leaped up as high as her small frame would allow and quickly turned, falling on her backside. Her eyes were wide as she shook from her spot on the floor. She brought her attention to the redhead who stood where she once stood, hands placed on either side of her as she tried to find the words to describe her feelings.

It seemed so over the top of her to get so frightened by what he had done, but she was so interested in how her team was practicing that she zoned out completely. The petite blond finally was able to speak, but it came out in a stuttered mess.

“H-H-Hello…–”

❝ oh     hooo !! ❞

what a sight it was to behold. utterly amused and riddled with mirth, slender arms wrapped around his own mid-section as an obnoxiously loud and bellowing laughter effortlessly seeped from thinned lips. satori found himself in a state of hilarity whilst watching the teen gradually collect herself once again.

❝ the look on your little face !! kawaii, kawaii !! ~ ❞

laughter soon subsided after what would have felt like a millenia to some. mischief knew no bounds when it came to our scarlet-haired, eventually resuming his typically intrigued expression upon eyeing her in closer inspection.

❝ ne, are you always so tightly wound, crow-chan ?! ❞

[rosources]

—  sentence starters  :  the umbrella academy,  episode 01.06,  the day that wasn’t.

get this man operational.

you got mud in your ears, boy?

war’s not gonna wait for you to get pretty.

the world’s ending in three days.

wait a tick, wait a tick, wait a tick.

what are you not telling us? come on, big boy, spit it out.

we died.

in all the time that i’ve been here, i’ve never met anyone quite like you.

your spunk, your enterprising spirit, well, it reminds me a great deal of myself, if i may be so vainglorious.

we’ve got all the time in the world.

i suspect you like a challenge, ___.

i just feel like every time i see them, i come away feeling like there’s less of me.

you got me. the sonny to your cher, the, um, peanut butter to your jelly.

you couldn’t bother to include me.

that’s not fair? there’s nothing fair about being your sister.

i have been left out of everything for as long as i can remember. and i used to think it was dad’s fault, but he’s dead. so it turns out you’re the assholes.

if i’m gonna die, i need to know i killed those bastards first.

so, what? you’re giving up on the world, too?

i can’t believe i was stupid enough to go back there. 

how could i presume to be worthy of their attention?

look at you. deadly little thing.

you have proven to be as adept with a pen as you were with a sword.

can i ask you a cuckoo bananas question?

is this about conjuring the one you lost?

well, ___ must have been a very special person to put up with your weird-ass shit.

everyone i like is already dead.

that wasn’t me. i’m so sorry to disappoint you.

if you did do this, if it was you, that’s beautiful - it’s powerful.

ordinary is not a word i’d use to describe you.

could you just for one second turn off that cynical brain of yours?

i wonder what the weather is like today. it would be nice to go to the park.

all the what-ifs start to haunt you, you know?

i wonder how different things would’ve been if i hadn’t left.

i think maybe you’re the only person who really knows who i am and still likes me anyway.

i don’t belong anywhere, thanks to you. you made me a killer.

you were always a killer.

[jesteres]

beep beep how’s my portrayal ?? @courtstyle​ sent:  i've interacted with you for all of five minutes but i absolutely adore your writing and portrayals. they're 12/10, /chef's kiss & i look forward to reading more of your characterization of your characters.

thank you so much !! I feel sorry for ‘sumu because of the hell that is going to potentially break loose, but i’m really excited at the same time !! UNLUCKY FOR YOU PAL YOU’RE STUCK WITH ME NOW.

[nekotain]

                              “ restraint and persistence. ” 

                                                 ♡  !  ✉  !  ↻

[musingmeme-blog]

beep beep how’s my portrayal ?

[jesteres]

( courtstyle‌ / atsumu ):

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthere’s  a  low  whistle,  a  hum  of  a  song  that  pitches  far  too  often  to  be  to  be  likable.  atsumu  enjoys  being  awake  before  the  sun  rises,  just  barely  catching  the  conglomeration  of  hazy  orange  &  pinks  long  before  anyone  can  disturb  his  peaceful  routine.  though  he’d  be  presumptuous  to  assume  he  could  have  a  morning  without  the  cut  in  of  nosy  company.  his  toothy  grin,  canines  bared  because  his  pleasantry  is  unpleasant.ㅤㅤㅤ“  jeez  omi-kun,  yer’  gonna  scare  a  guy  like  that  ~  “ㅤㅤㅤsing-song  vocals  chimed  out,  a  smidgen  chipper  than  one  should  be  this  early.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤforegoing  the  question,ㅤㅤㅤ“  i’m  makin’  okonomiyaki,  if  ya’  must  know.  a  kansai-style,  a  delicacy  if  ya’  will.  want  some ?  “ㅤㅤㅤit  would  be  far  too  easy  for  atsumu  to  claim  ignorance,  perhaps  not  catching  the  words  of  a  morning  grump  ready  to  rain  on  his  parade.  eyes  crinkling  in  the  corner  with  feigned  mirth.ㅤㅤㅤ“  i  wasn’t  expectin’  anyone  else  ta’  be  up  this  early  anyways,  so  stop  yer’  lowkey  complainin’  about  it.  “

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤstill not a yes, not quite a no.

the leisurely disposition of the setter rattled sakusa to his very core. witnessing such a casual demeanour, the forsaken and typical sing-song that were his vocals grated near instantly on the raven-haired’s nerves. a pause ensued for a moment, taking it upon himself to inhale deeply; allowing the air in his chest to nestle briefly before exhaling.

such was his archetypal means of quelling his patent frustration. even as the chaotic appearance of the kitchen made slender digits twitch and fidget, he tentatively stepped forward, attempting to look beyond the mess whilst trying to fix himself his morning coffee.

❝ no. ❞

the offer swiftly rejected, he practiced his breathing further as the pot began to boil, one might observe that could resemble his current mood.

❝ just make sure you clean up after yourself, i’m not doing it for you. ❞

[jesteres]

i cannot believe atsumu d*es today. unreal, lads. unreal.

[jesteres]

i’m not gonna add oikawa. i’m not gonna add oikawa. i’m not gonna add oikawa. i’m not gonna add oikawa. i’m gonna add oikawa.

[jesteres]

@courtstyle​ / miya atsumu - starter.

daily regimes resumed as normal. he often woke up before his teammates, briefly stretching stiff limbs before tending to his ablutions. it was well-sought for peace and quiet before the rest of his rambunctious team would awake.

he soon took to the kitchen, preparing his own pot of coffee. but what he hadn’t anticipated was that anyone would have been up before him. and there he stood at the entrance of the kitchen, brows knitted and furrowed with dismay at the sight before him. the fair-haired setter, seemingly carefree as he delved into what was a concoction that was considered as ‘breakfast’. but what alerted his senses above all else was the mess. oh, the mess. .

❝ . . . were you gonna clean any of this before the rest of us woke up ?? ❞

[jesteres]

sakusa wash your fucking hands kiyoomi.

[jesteres]

@fukenzena​ / yukako - starter.

she was standing a little too close to him whilst in line. and with every fiber of his being, the shaggy-haired thrummed with dismay. a part of him felt almost compelled to give her a stern warning about remaining so close within anothers vicinity, the lack of personal space utterly shook him.

and yet - he remained silent. he was told to lessen that cold attitude of his. instead, only clicking the roof of his tongue with passive aggression ( hoping she would take the hint ). but the line eventually shifted, and she was soon served. thank god.

time passed and he watched as she shifted out of line to depart, noting that something slipped from her possession and onto the ground. it was then that his heart began to race at the mere thought of picking it up. he doesn’t know where it’s been !! instead, sakusa cleared his throat in her direction, beckoning with curt bemusement as he nudged it with his foot. near kicking it.

❝ oi. you dropped something. ❞

[jesteres]

@royaltywritten​ / hitoka yachi - starter.

dainty digits inched closer and closer, space between one another amounting to naught as he approached from behind. hushed yet stern warnings emitted from teammates, attempting to lure him back; but when a lone crow stood - it was only fair to play just a little.

effortlessly, he towered over the petite blonde. fingers near brushing upon the womans frame, but at the very last moment he chose not to intrude with physicality. instead, he loomed, leaning gradually from behind in order to coo; a whisper brushing against her ear.

❝ boo. . ~ ❞

[jesteres]

@fukuroukashi​ / akaashi keiji - starter.

he had been watching, ever so curiously. it was common practice to watch the other competing teams, but this lot in particular often managed to allure the attention of the monster.

everlasting mischief rife upon tiers, scarlet strands wavered as he peered over the edge from which they spectated, watching below as sweat-laden teens gathered to refresh. they had won, good for them !! but was satori going to congratulate them. . ??

❝ hoot, hoot, hoot !! pahaha !! hey, lookie lookie     up here, owl boy !! ❞

[jesteres]

@dandeliens​ / daichi sawamura - starter.

pushing herself past her limits was common practice for the setter. panting heavily, sights only fixated on exceeding beyond her limitations as she continued to run, the raven-haired woman came turning sharply around the corner - unsuspecting that something, or someone might have been in her way.

C R A S H !

collision ensued, ramming directly into another seemingly immovable force. the sheer impact had her stumbling backwards onto the ground, groaning from the sensation of landing firmly on her backside.

❝ aish      I really gotta look where I’m going. . ❞