#crowncapt

[reagled-blog]

@crowncapt

「 TXT : Oikawa Tōru 」Apologies for missing your texts.  「 TXT : Oikawa Tōru 」I was busy, but assumed we would meet at the cafe. 「 TXT : Oikawa Tōru 」If you would like to cancel, it would not affect me.

[crownvice-blog]

@crowncapt   So maybe he’s done this a thousand times-- or, however many weeks have passed since the first day of primary school. This Wednesday, however, this week in their last semester of third year of high school, is no different from any other. It’s immediately before practice; the point, at which, Iwaizumi is the most on-edge, volatile, and apprehensive; the most cognizant of Oikawa’s existence.

He pens it lovingly; straightening out a page torn from his notebook carefully before leaning against a wall to write out the note. The same note he writes every week—that’s been a constant since elementary school. He folds it and slides it carefully into Oikawa’s shoe-locker. It reads the same thing it always has.          

                                  ‘  Get Outta My School. ‘

[mtsukawa]

crowncapt replied to your post:i have…. no idea what to do w mattsuns bn.ha verse

DREAM EATER… imagine you’re sleeping peacefully and suddenly matsu fucking kawa is just chillin in your dreams like Yo

THHATS SO FUCKING GOOD?? REANNAA

[mtsukawa]

@crowncapt

matsukawa happened to be on late practice duty this fine friday evening. mostly set up to make sure oikawa didn’t work himself into the ground. again. and when he notices that the other is still getting ready in the locker room... well how can he pass up a perfectly good chance for some totally light teasing? he practically TIPTOES into the locker room, counting his blessings that oikawa is in the middle of slipping on his jersey. he crouches down and then cups his hands around his mouth before he ( in his best, comically deep-voiced impression ) bellows. 

“ YOU SHOULD HAVE COME TO SHIRATORIZAWA! “

[halchron]

‘ well, if it’s any consolation, you look like an idiot. ’ ( for kuroo ! )

* buzzfeed unsolved // accepting

You fall asleep on call one time, and no one ever lets it go ! Really, Oikawa’s laugh only made it worse. With a frown he ducks his head down slightly, fingers running through his tangled locks in an attempt to do something so it didn’t look like a literal rat’s nest on his head. It didn’t work.

❝ Well, it’s not. Sorry not all of us have perfect hair at any given moment. ❞

Or even passable, honestly. Backhanded compliment aside, Kuroo gets up to grab his brush before sitting back down, beginning the arduous process of brushing it into something more decent looking.

[futoncouchs]

steer!

nonverbal starters.place a hand under their chin to make them look up.

what ... what the hell? what is happening? why is this happening to him, a good, wholesome guy who just wants to eat fruit with his best friend? is this payback for taunting every team and also picking fights with anyone that badmouths takanobu? help.

he smacks away oikawa’s hands, feeling his face burn as his cheeks turn pink. “w - what the hell? i - listen, hey - what?” what???

[halchron]

crowncapt replied to your post: oiks comparing kuroo to waluigi and calling him...

WHEN BACKED INTO A CORNER EVEN THE PRETTIEST DOGS CAN STILL BITE KUROO-CHAN

okay but who said u were pretty

[catcapt]

I’m doing an erotic dance for my friends. And you ruined it. I was in the zone. My friends were loving it.

               “Oh excuse me, Erotic-Captain-San!” It’s with a flourish and a bow that Kuroo steps into line, right beside Oikawa. “’Didn’t realize that’s what we were doin.’“ 

It’s starting--the hip thrusts, the arm-waves, the silent, growing, sinister smirk blooming on Kuroo’s lips. To add insult to injury, he hip-bumps Oikawa, arms in the air all cha-cha-like. 

               “Don’t leave me hanging--unless you’re afraid I’ll make you look bad.”