🌊 // Unceremoniously dumps what water remained inside his plastic bottle on Kagami's head. "Cool down, will ya?"
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🌊 - Dump water on my muse
Kagami froze completely mid-grumble, water dripping down his face and neck and soaking into his shirt. His eye twitched and a scowl crossed his face, mouth opening to start yelling at the bastard before he changed his mind and snapped it shut. An ominous smile made an appearance on his face at that moment...
Because his hand has just closed around the water bottle in his own bag. And if he has anything to say about it, the whole thing is gonna be fucking upended over Aomine’s head if it’s the last thing he does.
You had an assigned seat next to them at a wedding for a mutual friend.
Kaminari knew what utter bullshit this wedding was the moment he walked in. First of all, there was a dress code and this bride was probably in a crazed bridezilla episode when she decided that complimentary colors was a must. There was a reason they were complimentary, the colors helped each other stand out. So here Kaminari was in yellow and purple tux, a yellow dress shirt with a purple suit that made him feel far too ridiculous for his own good.
Shame washed over him as he sat down and then he looked to the people around him. Not a couple in sight...this bride decided to put all the single people together in the back like some sort of shame corner. Kaminari clicked his tongue and sat back in the shitty fold out chair and glanced to the man walking up to him. Red spikey hair and- oh this poor fool. He looked like a Christmas special threw up on him.
Their eyes met and Kaminari saw the shame swell up in the others gaze. Kaminari couldn’t stand it, he looked like a lost puppy. The blond sat up a bit and leaned over. “Do you know how hard it was to fight the pimp I stole this from?” He asked as he gestured to his purple suit.
The redhead snorts and smiles. “Do you know how hard it was to even find an elf my size?”
Kaminari is choking on his spit when he laughs. “He’s going to look so dumb in the snow without his suit!”
The redhead laughs with him. “And how is a pimp going to get any respect without his suit. A pimp hand isn’t that impressive if he’s not dressed to match!”
“The pimp powers are all in the suit, I’m actually a pimp now.”
“Oh? How does it feel?”
“Itchy…”
The grow silent for a moment before throwing their heads back and laughing without a care. People around them are staring and the bride way up at the front holding he grooms hand is completely red in the face. They might not have heard their conversation but their conjoined laughs carry and they both cringe.
“I laugh when I’m emotional.” Kaminari states to the people around them and the redhead nods along.
Everything seems to proceed now that the interruptions is over but the two know there’s going to be a facebook post alluding to two disrespectful guys at the wedding. Wonder who she might be referring to…
“Hey, I’m Kaminari Denki by the way.”
“Kirishima Eijirou.” The redhead replies back with a grin.
“Wanna ditch this place and go get drinks?”
Kirishima lets out a relieved sigh. “I thought you’d never ask.”
"Sora-san wants to hold your brother's birthday party here but Taichi-san wants to hold it in the Digital World," Koushirou says. "Somehow they got into a fight over that and won't talk to each other anymore. And they're making me forward their messages to each other."
Takeru could only gape at Koushiro... even if he was already used to Taichi and Sora’s shenanigans, for some reason it never not surprised him. He furrowed his brow, “Koushiro... you know you can’t let them treat you like this.” The blonde shook his head, trying to not be offended that either of them thought of consulting him for Yamato’s party. He was his brother after all.
The blonde cleared his throat, the back of his head suddenly itching. This was probably going to be a little awkward, “Anyways, Sora onee-chan and Taichi-san do know that Yamato has a concert on his birthday, right? And that they were all invited via email... right?”
He froze. Mob looked down at the half-full glass of milk in his left hand and the empty milk carton in his right hand, then glanced back at Ritsu. “I forgot,” he says, mild panic edging into his voice. “I’m sorry, Ritsu. I’ll go buy some from the grocery store.”
❝ Don’t worry, nii-san, ❞ he soothed with a smile, shaking his head slightly. Really, he should’ve expected it. Not even pushing the carton to the back of the fridge would deter his brother.
❝ Okaasan asked me to pick up some stuff for dinner tonight since she’s coming back late with otousan, so lets go together. ❞
“Hey, hey, Koushiro~?” Terriermon chirped as he hopped up onto his target victim FRIEND’S shoulder. “You’re super smart, right? Right? You’re so smart you can make anything, I bet! A genius like you... Why... I bet’cha you’re SO smart-”
“-You could install a railgun on my gun hands when I’m Gargomon, right?”
Currently it has been Otoya….which is why I ended up doing this blog~ (although it’s not really him but yeah…)
At first I never had any special interest in him. He was cute but not my type, since I used to have a thing for hotties. Well, I still do but cute boy are having my heart too now !
Then @freestridingprinces matched me with Otoya and I just suddenly opened my eyes to his true potential ? He’s such a sweetheart ! A cutie who can also look so cool~ I think I also needed something positive in my life at that moment and Otoya did helped a lot ! I’ll stop here before rambling again and again…I could talk about him for a long time.
💞 Has your current favourite always been your favourite? If not, who was first?
As I wrote just before, my type used to be the hot one in anime/manga. When I first watched Utapri I immediatly fell for Ren ! Good look and good voice ? I totally fell only for that…But I learnt more about him throughout the year, he can be adorable too !
My second favorite used to be Ranmaru….I was such a fangirl of his voice actor ! But now there’s Otoya and Ranmaru fell to the third place…poor boy lol
🎀 Favourite Shining Live card?
Such an hard question !! I am in love with the new URs of Setsugetsuka, especially Otoya and Ren they look so peaceful !
SR Passion Rouge of Otoya got me weak too…How to not appreciate Otoya looking mature….And the one that goes with it of Ranmaru ugh…There’s so many pretty card in this game I could ramble it for hours too…
it’s rainy. dark, stormy, however you coloured it, nijimura hated it. living in l.a. he had gotten use to the heat of the sun pounding on his shoulders as he played outside ; but it seemed like he wouldn’t have such luck back home. eyes as stormy as the clouds, look up, staring at the sky and wondering how long it would last. he really wanted to play basketball. ( -- not that rain ever really stopped him, he usually just went to a gym. ah. idea. ) he goes back inside to a small, tidy apartment, and grabs his phone off the kitchen counter before looking for a specific number. he didn’t have it saved, didn’t think he’d ever actually use it ; but akashi had given him the number for all of the other’s when he left along with the black cell phone.
he had put the numbers down in one of his books, and it takes him a few moments before he can find the page which he scribbled them on, and aomine is the sixth on the list. he’s not that good at texting, never really has been-- but he tries, a slow process of typing with fumbling fingers and erasing his mistakes.
unknown ; sent: aomine-- it’s nijimura.
unknown ; sent: do you think it would be okay that i could use the tourou gym for practice?
unknown ; sent: i’m closest to your school.
unknown ; sent: you can play with me too.
even if the other was stronger than him, nijimura was interested in seeing how the other has grown, for himself. yes, akashi had kept him up to date on the others, ( a previous captain is still a captain afterall. ) and he sets his phone down, waiting for a reply, impaitently.
