#basukee

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@basukee asked: “SHI-CHAN!” here comes hayama bursting through the doors of a school gym that’s not his. practice started maybe 10 minutes ago. he lives hours away. he should be at his own practice, in his own city. he is not. “I CAME TO SEE YOU!” 

he’s in the middle of dribbling when the door bursts open and his childhood nickname is thrown out. it echo’s in the gymnasium and miyaji sees midorima still for the moment before turning to send a look towards takao. takao, is blinking because it wasn’t him. midorima opens his mouth and hayama makes a bee-line to miyaji. miyaji catching the ball with one hand while the other rises to pinch at his nose. “ he’s talking to me. continue your dribbles. ”  takao has a shit-eating grin, “ shi-chan ? ”  miyaji glowers at him. “ dribbles. now. ” once he’s certain that the rest of his team is doing their practice , he turns attention to hayama , brow quirking in both anger and confusion. he’s talented like that. he tosses the ball at hayama ( it’s the closest thing in his hand. ) “ stupid , aren’t you suppose to be at your own practice ? at rakuzan ? i’m in the middle of practice -- ” well , really the beginning of practice but same meaning.  the rest of his team is not in fact doing their dribbles - well , they are but they’re paying more attention to miyaji and his current company. after all, it’s rare for someone that isn’t on the basketball team to come in and interrupt their practice. even more rare for miyaji to give them attention.  “ since you’re here. you may as well join us. get a ball. we’re dribbling -- and none of that sonic-boom nonsense this time. ”

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@basukee asked: [text] ok crybaby you can’t avoid me forever // hara to sakurai // basukee :)))))

his phone sits ignored on his dresser - he’s got many missed texts from his teammates. it lights up again , colouring the dark room in vivid light briefly when hara texts him. he reaches over , to check who it is. he stares at it for the moment. he thinks about his team - the blow up - and lets out a sigh. opening the message , he quickly texts back. 

[ text : hara-kun ] i’m not talking to you. 

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basukee asked: ‘that is so sweet i might just stab someone’ // hara to yo-yo

“ please don’t. ” really , truly , please do not. he cannot handle it at the moment. he’s on three days no sleep with eyebags the size of an ocean and charcoal smudged against his cheek and he’s pretty sure his left hand is actually his right and vice versa at the moment. the sky is purple not blue and grass is red not green. basically, he’s unsure he could get you out of trouble right now. “ i’m going to go get an energy drink. ” it seems like a wise idea. 

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@basukee​ (unprompted antagonism) for kise ♥

“ha!” aomine squawks without warning, at the first sight of kise. he’s grinning, which is categorically a bad sign. “satsuki told me that idiot kagami calls you pretty boy. i bet you and your fat ego likes that, huh?”

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“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!"

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@basukee​ asked: “losing makes him violently angry.” // hara to sakurai.

he bounces the ball , once , twice. certain that imayoshi had been surprised to see hara outside of the touou gym waiting on their resident artist to get done with his own practice. even aomine had looked skeptical when sakurai took off with the other. catching the ball , he spins it on his finger as he looks towards the sky. “ your coach right ? captain ? ” he isn’t actually positive on what goes on at hara’s school. ( sometimes , friendships move on; no matter how much they don’t want them too. it had certainly been a surprise for him to show up. ) “ is that why you’re here, hara-kun ? as a warning ? ” 

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basukee asked: ‘my kink is people underestimating me and ending up wrong and embarrassed’ // hanamiya to himuro

“ get a real kink. you know, something with blood or bruises or something. you seem the bastard type to enjoy that shit. ” he is too, don’t worry hanamiya. “ but i understand. there’s nothing more satisfying then someone underestimating you and thinking that you’re an easy game when you’re anything but. well -- besides the sound of punching someone square in the middle of their jaw. ”

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[ text ] sakurai’s leaving with that kiridai kid again. // imayoshi, basukee

@basukee

aomine doesn’t look at his phone right away, though he never does. upon reading the new text from imayoshi, however, he kind of wishes this wasn’t sent half an hour ago. but what would he have done, called? no. he frowns, has to reread it in case he’d missed anything. replying is futile, of course. he’s glad for the intel because he’ll just pass it on to satsuki and get more detail from her, but he doesn’t say anything. asking why to imayoshi is obviously a waste of time because he won’t know, and will only make it look like he cares ( which isn’t a look he goes for, not even with his best friends ). instead, he’ll glare at the sky and wonder how the fuck someone like ryou gets tangled up with someone like-- uh, anyone from that shitty high school???