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because people don't have wings, we look for ways to fly. / ind. hq multimuse. loved by rhys.

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what type of anime character are you?

Tagged by: i stole it from @gadian-shin yo

Tagging: go for it.

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I don’t think I uploaded my suga doodles! He’s a good boi aaah

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yachi.

              Yachi was hiding from some of the players, knowing once one of them noticed what she was doing, they’d all come towards her to see. She couldn’t handle the thought of all these giants rushing towards her; as though she were a small mouse fighting against large Godzillas. Sometimes she absolutely hated her height, it made others absolutely terrifying to her. Her head looked up from her sketchbook that she was working on the new poster.

                Ah, this is the boy that Hinata had told her about, the Nekoma setter. Yachi barely noticed him really, thanks to the very intimidating members of his team. “Uh, yes, I’m hiding… I was working on a poster design for the club..” Did he want to come in? She could leave if he wanted. 

     he wasn’t not really surprised when she answered in the affirmative. kenma had noticed her before -- he noticed everyone, if only to figure out how best to avoid catching their notice in return. she was small, earnest, watched the practice matches intently but spooked often. he could empathize with her desire to get away from the more...energetic players on the court when she had the chance.

     “oh.” it was the only acknowledgment he gave, along with a little bob of his head. he hesitated for a moment by the door, then headed inside anyway, pushing himself up to sit on top of one of the desks and pulling out his psp. finding another room would be too much effort, and she didn’t seem so bad to share a space with. he hunched his shoulders as he waited for his game to load, but felt the tickle of her gaze on him. should he...? “you can, uh, keep doing that, i’m just gonna...” and he fixed his eyes on the screen in front of him, trailing off; the rest was self-explanatory, right?

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hey uh if i just followed you, unfollowed you, and refollowed you in quick succession, it’s because sessionbox spazzed out and made me think i followed a bunch of people with the wrong account and i panicked

so uh

sorry about that

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tag dump.

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this blog is officially a multimuse. kenma is still here, and i’m moving suga ( @guidescrows ) and takeda ( @karasukeda ) onto this blog so that i can manage all my hq muses from one place and be more active. i’ll be adding muse pages and such tonight <3

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so...........anyone got any hq-based multimuse url ideas

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stranger ( with a lot of questions )

   ❛ great, thanks! I wanted to know— ❜  closer inspection reveals feline eyes coated in gold. mesmerizing; she’s almost entranced if they hadn’t spoken in turn. hesitance precedent, eyes downcast. an apology bubbles and sizzles on her tongue, ready to burst forth any second. pen taps against her notepad, counting one… two… three… as shiori tries gathering her thoughts once again.

   a quick lick of the lips to moisten it, a thought to allow smoother exit of words from her throat. green eyes focuses, tries reading facial features before proceeding. would it be okay? is it okay?  but she doesn’t ask, only considers it for mere moment before brushing it away. she’s already called out to them; it’s rude to back out now, right?   right?     r i g h t ?          ❛ i just wanted to know your name, class, age, blood type, and zodiac sign… if you wouldn’t mind please. ❜   —— 🌠

     something changes when she really looks at them. her enthusiasm falters, and though their eyes don’t settle on her face, don’t invite contact, that’s not to say kenma isn’t watching; little glances take in her hesitance, and they wonder if it was something about them, something they did or said or about the way they shrank away that made her change her behavior, and they have to bite their lip to stop their thoughts there before they start trying to analyze every micromovement they’re making in front of her, because that way lies unpleasantness.

     it’s actually something of a relief, when she rattles off her list of questions; it gives them something to focus on. they’re not sure why she wants this information in the first place, but the easiest thing is just to give it to her, right? if she’s doing some sort of survey, they can’t deny that this crowd is a good place to do it. “uh...kozume kenma, second year, class three, seventeen, type ab, and...scorpio.” 

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nishinoya.

            It took a while for Nishinoya to notice the setter from Nekoma admiring his pride pin. It made his heart feel warm at the compliment, because it felt like one other person was validating his identity. Though Nishinoya was open, not many knew, so again it just brought warmth to his being.  ‘ Thank you — Uh Kenma-san was what Shoyou said your name was ?? Anyway, it’s my pride pin for non binary people like me and other’s !! Really cool right ?! ’    

     they give a little nod of confirmation at the name; being known might be a cause for anxiety, but they’re not really surprised shouyou has talked about them (he talks about everything), and it saves them the trouble of fumbling through introducing themself. like me and others. there’s something warm about hearing it so openly -- it’s rare to hear anyone talk about being nonbinary. but there are others. some braver than them.

     it isn’t quite a smile, but there’s definitely a slight curve of their lips at nishinoya’s proclamation of the pin as really cool. “i know,” they say, fiddling with the zipper of their jacket. “i’m, uh. nonbinary, too, so...” 

[karasukeda-blog]

“ you’re annoyingly persistent, ain’t ya, sensei? ”                               “ yes. that is my only redeeming quality. ”  

                        ukai keishin.                                takeda ittetsu.                           loved by siri.                                      loved by rhys.

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i love one (1) sweaty setter

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reaches out one hand to them. "your flag."

@shiirawashii

     getting yaku’s flag had been surprisingly easy. all kenma had done had asked, and yaku had handed it over. they’d been hoping to hang onto it for a while, as proof that they’d done something productive in this game -- but here’s ushijima, looming tall over them, hand held out.

     they could say no, but then ushijima might try to take the flag by force, and frankly kenma just doesn’t care about this game enough to risk having to engage in any kind of physical activity. so, silently, they drop yaku’s flag into the waiting hand.

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" TERUSHIMA YUUJI HERE LIVE AT THE BEACH : THE WORLD WANTS TO KNOW ! are you ever going to redye your hair ?"

@tasaina

     they’ve been playing dead for a little while since nishinoya bowled them over, so they’re slow to sit up at terushima’s call for answers. “mm. maybe. but, it takes effort, so...probably not.”

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“WERE SOARING FLYING !!! “ Shouted the loud libero as he was flying on over to the setter of nekoma. Pudding head, the brains of the team. So here is the attempt of Ushijima tossing Nishinoya at Kenma.

@voiceraised

     this is more than they’d ever agreed to. it was enough being made to participate in a game where you were expected to run around – they’d hoped that staying near bokuto in a supposedly defensive position would be enough to avoid being heavily targeted or having to move more than absolutely necessary.

     but, it turned out, there were some things you just couldn’t plan for, karasuno’s libero being one of them.

     they barely have time to turn towards the yell, certainly not enough time to dodge – and then nishinoya is hitting them like a bullet, and kenma is down, knocked backwards into the ground, the air leaving them with a pathetic oof.

     it doesn’t last more than a few seconds – a shout of triumph, a tangle of limbs, and then the libero is up and away. but of course, when kenma sits up, their flag is gone.

     after a moment, they flop back down, spread-eagled on their back. at least now they don’t have to try anymore, right? 

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i can’t believe both my muses have been told to hide up a tree.

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hey, if you liked my previous starter call -- could you like this post if you’d like your starter to be summer camp themed?

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anyway good luck getting kenma out from underneath the shade of the umbrella