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[satsukiknows]

[ aomine, via text ]: ur days are numbered

@ofmiracles

[ text: ] i don't have your magazines this time, dai-chan!!!!!

[satsukiknows]

ofmiracles​:

blue eyes catch a glimpse of what was going on with the table those two were are; he can read people, body language was easy for him to figure out. they were getting a long great. didn’t smile, but obviously was happy for them. ❛ yes ❜, and that was that. everything fell back into place little by little. could suddenly hear how kagami was having a laughing fit and internally sighed because of the second hand embarrassment. ❛ i feel as if they still have things to figure out, though ❜. says as a matter of factly, or a hunch, who knows.

the laughter draws her eye too. she doesn’t feel any second-hand embarrassment over it, though. she assumes that it’s deserved, and it’s nice that other people see dai-chan’s funny side instead of his obtuseness. except-- yep, no, kagami is going to die. he’s not laughing with, but at. she hides her giggle behind her hand. “well,” a blush rises to her cheeks, “sometimes relationships can take a long time to bloom. and when it’s between two people like that, it could take years.” she is not, actually, thinking about aomine and kagami anymore. she’s thinking about herself and a different blue-haired boy. “or friendships, i mean. whatever it is that they might have,” she draws attention back to her boys, because that’s much less embarrassing, thanks!

[satsukiknows]

ofmiracles​:

❛ they are ❜. kuroko agrees. also thinks back when him and kagami met for the first time. it was like looking at a copy of aomine, but less of a jerk and clumsy when it came to. ❛ you’re also relieved as well, aren’t you momoi-san? ❜ he asks. nostalgia suddenly waving him over back to their middle school days. now days, they texted each other, talked a bit more even if they were in different schools. ❛ i’ve never seen aomine-kun so relaxed around anyone other than you ❜.

though she doesn’t move her hand away from her face, fingers curl down so that she is now resting cheek against her palm. she glances over at the toy giants crammed into the booth. they’re just talking now. kagami is sitting with his back to her, so she can’t really see him, but aomine is just talking. kagami’s shoulders are relaxed. she smiles and looks away, kuroko voicing just what she had been thinking. “and you, tetsu-kun. i think he blends in well with our little group,” the generation of miracles being the little group in question. “his fierce determination to destroy us only made us,” she gestures with a glance to aomine, “like him more, hm?”

[satsukiknows]

ofmiracles​:

he already had his milkshake in hand and couldn’t even be bothered to think what would happen if aomine and kagami were to be left alone. though of course, he knew better than to actually be worried, they’ll be fine; it was a fact, not an assumption. ❛ i would be worried if they were too quiet ❜ he said sincerely, because that’s kagami’s personality in a nutshell, aomine’s too. ❛ i think they’re also dumb ❜. would actually be surprised at that part, but wasn’t.

she laughs, partly because it’s funny and partly because it was tetsu who had said it. anyone else, and she’d be offended on aomine’s behalf. it’s so right, though, that aomine is dumb. he’s dumb, he’s loud, he’s mean, he’s lazy, he’s obnoxious, he’s selfish, but nobody is allowed to say it but her. because she knows that she loves him. and she knows that tetsu loves him, so he also gets a free pass. “i agree, they are very alike. i’m glad that dai-chan found him, though. it’s like he’s come back to us, don’t you think?” she says, in regards to middle school aomine starting to show his colours again.

[satsukiknows]

@ofmiracles for kurokoooooo

mortified that kagami and aomine should be making so much noise at maji’s right now, but consoling herself with the fact that they are not all sitting together, satsuki looks over to tetsu with an awkward smile. she adjusts to face the window a little more, and holds her hand to hide her face from the scene. “it’s nice that they’re friends now,” because she knows, despite the yelling, that they’re not angry yelling at easy other. they’d both have just left if they didn’t want to hang out. she picks up a french fry and pops it into her mouth. “but it is a shame that they’re so loud about it. right, tetsu-kun?”

[satsukiknows]

basukee​:

❝ my team isn’t so weak that it’ll fall apart by this. ❞ and that much is true. he doesn’t doubt his players and they don’t doubt him. besides, he doesn’t play to win, but he plays to destroy. winning is usually the end result of those actions and he is satisfied enough with that. they lose, but so what? touou’s team was sure to be facing more strain than his own, so really, who’s the winners here?

as intended, he crushes the can with ease an picks it up. he’ll toss it in the air, catching it, tossing it again, catching, doing so a few times before he walked towards her. she smells of muted terror and he knows that he’s the cause of it. as if he would do anything right here. he could. he won’t. it’s not worth it.

❝ yours, however? splitting at it’s seams as we speak. how’re your boys? looks like they played too hard today. ❞ 

her frown remains as she watches him crush the can. she doesn’t like him, doesn’t trust him, and wants out. but the part of her that makes her strong, her curiosity -- her thirst for knowledge -- begs her stay. the more she sees him, the better she will understand him for next time. this will not only benefit touou academy, but by no mean coincidence: kaijo, shutoku, seirin, yosen, and rakuzan. there’s no way she’d let kirisaki daiichi win against any of her boys, past or present. they deserved to be crushed.

momoi can’t help the shadow of a smirk passing across her lips. she is too tense to laugh in his face at the ridiculous statement, but she does have the courage to raise her fingers to twist long pink hair. “you do not have the impact on people that you wish you had, i think, hanamiya-san. my team is as strong as ever,” sakurai’s absence noted, of course.

[satsukiknows]

basukee​:

@satsukiknows — cause i was challenged.

as is losing was bad enough — which, it was, but he doesn’t care that they lost in the sense of them losing, but that his plan had been not only undermined, but seen and still failed. that’s fine, it’s fine, it’s not like there won’t be another chance to smother touou. the school as a whole, but imayoshi in particular. aomine, that miracle ace of aces, in particular. their manager, too, although maybe not in the same way.

hanamiya had broken away from his team, slipping away from the group as they left to take a seat. he found himself near a vending machine, buying himself a drink. four gigantic gulps and the container is empty. it goes on the ground, under his foot to be crushed as if it was nothing when he sees her. ❝ shouldn’t you be with your team? ❞ 

winning is not as satisfactory when her team are battered as they are. it’s not the end of the world, mostly minor, really, but the way kirisaki daiichi had played disgusted her. her mind is clouded by all the disgraceful moves they managed to get away with, she hears the boos of the crowd as they fruitlessly try to show the referees the light. momoi has been holding the same, heavy frown, since the game begun.

they’d been on their way out when she realised that she’d forgotten something in the locker room. it’s just the unwanted lemons she’d made for her boys, but the tupperware is really what she’s after. the boys don’t hang around after a game at the best of times, and without sakurai around, she is left to return by herself. it doesn’t bother her, because she doesn’t think she would run into---

“hanamiya-san?” she mutters, recognising him immediately. her stomach drops. she doesn’t like his tone. this feels bad. but then, there are cameras in this hallway. there are people still coming and going, surely-- no. nothing will happen. he isn’t stupid. she swallows. “shouldn’t you? a team’s bond is as much strengthened by its losses as it is by its successes.”

[satsukiknows]

“i wasn’t emotionally prepared to run from geese today.” // kise, basukee

@basukee

momoi, who is bowed over with her hands on her knees, panting, looks up at him with a reassuring acknowledgement to her gaze. she heard you, kise, she's just a little too out of breath to think up a response. this is just the kind of story that will be funny to tell in a few weeks' time, but for now, geese will terrify her. their honks will haunt her dreams. she will close her eyes and see black beaks peck and squawk and squeal.

but of all the people to get chased down by a pack of wild animals, which is the version of the story she will relay to her friends without clarifying that they were birds ( which somehow sounds less threatening? ), kise is a good person to have been stuck with. he's kind, and he's capable-- or at least, she'd thought he was until he decided not to fight off the geese, and for them to run, instead. tetsu-kun would have fought them. wouldn't he? or he would have taken her hand and run headlong to a safe, secret place where he held her close until the danger had passed! her hand finds her cheek and holds it in her day-dreaming stance. she straightens up, closing her eyes.

"it could have been so romantic!" she coos, "but instead, i was stuck with ki-chan! oh! no offence, ki-chan! i was just thinking about how this would have been very different if the brave tetsu-kun had been here!"

[satsukiknows]

peachmuses​:

for as sensitive of a guy that sakurai is – he’s still not good with girls crying , and he pulls out his own hanky , ( hand-embroidered with his initials in a pale pink. ) before handing it off to her. he lets out a hum,  “ i’m not too sure what to say to cheer you up , momoi-chan , but not all guys are super forward, ” take him for example – but alas, he isn’t straight either. he taps momoi on her hand, “ guys are the worst. ” it’s said with a sigh , as he looks out the window. “ are you mad at kise-san for getting with kuroko-san? or are you happy for them ? those are the most important questions to ask yourself. ” 

the hanky is gratefully accepted, and she uses it to wipe her falling tears. the sign of his discomfort ( or, at least, not knowing how to help ) makes her want to calm down even more, but the waterworks have started now. it’s difficult to make them stop! her eyes drop to her hand and she tries to smile. guys are the worst. that’s so true. she hopes there’s someone not the worst out there for sakurai, though, because he’s so lovely. she glances out the window too but his question sets her off again. she needs to calm down, now, people are looking at them! she wishes sakurai had the scary look her oldest friend has that makes people turn away, but she doesn’t think sakurai has the viciousness in him. it’s not clutch mode, it’s being shitty and prone to fighting and knowing it. okay. okay! this is enough. shuddering, she drives the base of her palms into her eye sockets and drag them down her face. sniffing, she leans forward again and angles it so that her hand shields her face without it looking too deliberate. “i’m sorry, sakurai-kun,” she squeaks, “i wish i could say yes, i hate him for taking tetsu-kun away from me, but i never had him in the first place.” she pushes the plate closer, “would you like some? we can share, if you like. would--- would you hate ki-chan if you were me?”

[satsukiknows]

peachmuses​:

he leans back, whirling his straw against the whip cream before popping it out to just taste the cream. he lets out a hum in satisfaction. “ but the girls have been pressuring you to date someone right ? i don’t think there’s really anything wrong with telling them that. ” although lies to eventually catch up. he blinks, and sends a soft smile towards momoi. “ i think aomine-kun tries but he doesn’t really know what to do in some situations, momoi-chan. this may be one of them. ” not that sakurai really wants to give aomine any leverage right now , but this isn’t about him. “ momoi-chan, did you think that kuroko-san would fall in love with you eventually if you kept trying ? ” 

she takes a bite of cake and focuses on that. its sweetness. the fleeting nature of enjoying a slice of cake. too little and she seeks more, too much and she is sick. why are so many things in life like that? she holds a gentle frown. there’s letting yourself feel pain, and there’s wallowing. it’s a fine line she treads carefully. people who complain all the time are no fun. she lets the aomine comment slide, it’s the least he deserves. sakurai is comfortingly astute, as per usual, and it’s so nice to have a friend she can talk to like this. she has others, but sakurai happens to know both kuroko and kise, so the picture is full. her friends outside of basketball think teiko was just another school, and being prodigious in a sport is not that exciting. sakurai’s question does, unfortunately, make her cry. she ducks her head, covering mouth with hand, and weeps as quietly as she can. “o-of course i did! it’s not like i wanted to waste my time. i thought,” she reaches for her tissues, tears still falling, “maybe, he felt the same, but he was shy, or not-- not forward, like other guys.”

[satsukiknows]

peachmuses​:

@satsukiknows​ asked: ❛ i played dumb but i always knew . ❜ momoi to saku

they’re out for their bi-weekly date - which in sakurai’s opinion goes much better than the monthly sewing and cooking lessons he tries to give to momoi-chan. he’s sipping on his drink ,  ( a strawberry smoothie, extra strawberries , extra whipped cream ) as he watches her. he thinks about aomine , about him and kagami. about apparently kuroko and kise - and realises that it was inevitable. why would the sun want a version of dimmed light - even kuroko , the shadow that he is , shines bright. it’s a depressing thought. “ momoi-chan, there is someone out there that’s better than kuroko-san. you gotta believe in that. ” 

she usually has whipped cream in her strawberry drink too, but this time, she asked for extra and a cake as well. she's resting forwards into the table, one hand supporting her head, and the other distractedly pushing a cute little cake around the plate like she was looking for that someone out there inside it's layers. she had suspected something for some time, but kuroko is so hard to read sometimes that she hadn't thought he reciprocated! "this is embarrassing for me," she admits quietly, a little smile on her face despite it. "I told everyone he’s my boyfriend. I told the girls I broke up with him tat lunch, naturally." she scrunches her nose. "sakurai-kun, you are much nicer to sit with in these circumstances than another man we know. a big, ugly, stupid one, who was very mean to me this morning."

[tag-that-oc]

tag the oc that can tie a cherry stem with their tongue

[satsukiknows]

peachmuses​:

“ i know this flower will die , i’m talking about sending them a bouquet ?? ” wildflowers for suzume, roses for his mother. yes , he thinks he is going to order them tonight when he gets home. maybe a video game for shuuji but he already has so many . a fruit basket , yeah. shuuji likes fruit. he blinks , someone here. ah, he sees. he brings hand up to rub against momoi’s head , ruffling her hair. “ sorry , momoi-chan , the guy i like doesn’t care for flowers all that much , ‘sides , it’s not like it would do much anyways. ” a shrug , “ hey kagami would like a flower probably , ah but only if it’s from – ” and he’s cutting himself off , clearing his throat and rubbing his nose. “ – anyways , the guy i like is much more into jewelry than anything. ”

she smiles. you see, at least there are some boys in the world who know how to treat a lady! ( not that momoi herself knows too much about nijimura’s family situation in specifics. ) she’ll dive into her own gift-giving mental spiel. the boy who had rejected this rose, aomine, is a romantic himself. he likes the romance shows that she watches, after all! he offers insight into the male agenda when they’re watching together. hopefully... not all men... just want sex... but aomine has a habit of saying lewd things to distract from something else he’s said, so maybe not! a broader smile spreads across her face, quickly hidden by her hand as she thinks of how successfully kagami had accepted that pair of jordans. he wears them all the time now!

“oh!” the hand on her head surprises her, but she appreciates the gesture of affection and blushes at the floor. “oh, i see. well...” her head shakes. “i thought so, but not everyone likes giving them.” aomine needs to get over his im going to tell him i like him by pulling his hair! phase, then she’ll try again with the flower tactic. she sighs. “what expensive taste he has! still, don’t you think he would appreciate it if it was from you? nevermind-- you know best, nijimura-senpai!” 

[lyricallymnded]

lyricallymnded’s end of year celebration!|nikki’s favorite songs released in 2020

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peachmuses​:

row quirks , “ you can admire many people and not be in love with them like you are with kuroko. it’s absolutely fine , momoi , has someone told you any different because they’d be wrong. ” and nijimura absolutely will fight someone for momoi if aomine didn’t do it first. he’s blinking , “ momoi , you’re talking in circles , of course flowers aren’t just romantic. they’re just flowers. ” ah , a classic beauty ? he can think of someone like that. but no , tatsuya wouldn’t like flowers , and brows furrow , “ suzume would like flowers actually. maybe i should send her some. and mom too. they’re big on them. ” momoi , you can just give up now. 

she exhales, staring in disbelief at nijimura. this is almost too much to handle. she shouldn’t have even tried. should have believed aomine when he’d said nijimura is the least romantically aware person in the entire universe. she should have believed him. what was she thinking? “n--no, nijimura-senpai... i know you can admire more than one person? --------EH?! I’M talking in circles?! no, you can’t give them this flower. they live abroad, it will just die. so you should give this to someone you care about here. a man, perhaps? to help get your point across without having to say anything embarrassing?” nijimura will not find out that this rose routine -- with this very flower -- was first tested on aomine with absolutely no success. kagami is basketball orientated, but he has taste! he likes the idea of long walks on the beach, for god’s sake! he would probably appreciate flowers for the message that they do carry with them. she’s at her wit’s end. “hm?”

[shrria]

[satsukiknows]

peachmuses​:

he blinks , “ hard to get ? ” what the fuck , momoi. “ momoi - chan , i know you’re not interested in me like that , so why would i think that you were giving me a rose in such a manner ? you’ve been in love with kuroko since i meet you , i’m not that stupid. ” and okay , so sure , akashi had to tell him that momoi liked kuroko back in teiko but that’s not the issue. “ if you’re talking about people that you admire though , it would be more than just kuroko , correct ? ” that’s his logic anyways , “ i mean , isn’t aomine your best friend ? he should be someone that you admire on that simple basis anyways. ”  

ah... he’s so sensible and gentlemanly... of course she should have known that he would know her heart lies elsewhere! one of her friends mind have to try confessing... or maybe they shouldn’t, because she doesn’t want them to get their hopes up over nijimura of all people. very handsome in his own right, and not in the least bit ( as far as she’s aware ) interested in girls. “perhaps i admire more people than tetsu-kun... ” she grips the hem of her baggy t-shirt, eyes on the floor, face alight. “certainly i care about dai-chan more than anyone, in a platonic sense... but he’s not getting a flower from me!” except when they’re walking in a field and she’ll pick a blue one for him and he’ll pick a pink one for her. except for then! “flowers aren’t just romantic!” she just... contradicted herself... “stop throwing me off by mentioning dai-chan! anyways, aside from... that...” she still feels so hot but she’ll try her best to ignore it. “i chose a rose because it’s classic, timeless. a beauty. is there someone you can think of giving that to... hm?”