#shinrakishitiny

[kurobike-blog]

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Send me ➳ - For a lovestruck flirtation.

Shinra Kishitani how dare you and your love make me feel so weak how dare you I love you so much.

She needs a short break. Okay Celty, you can do it. You can tell him!

What I wanted to say is that I wish to grow old with you, and as you know growing old takes me forever.

[kurobike-blog]

is that a trick question since celty doesnt have a head

SHH YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO REVEAL THAT

[kurobike-blog]

NARUTOOOOOOOOOOO BELIEVE IT

[narutoooooooo believe it or not but… gently whispers:i’ve never seen nor liked naruto so i can’t answer this]

[grandeking-blog]

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♦: What’s your relationship with your muse?

HIS MUSE IS ON FIRE. And yet, I have promised myself that I can’t roleplay him until I finish my drafts on my other muse(s) – because I like to punish myself. c: Ummm, but I find that Oikawa is actually really easy to write for in terms of dialogue; it’s just his internal thoughts that I sometimes have to think a little longer about in terms of how he veils those feelings through his body language and actions ~

♥: Would you and your muse get along?

Answered!

●: If you could say one thing to your muse, what would it be?

Answered!

[unspiker]

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headcanon posts!

♕ his most prized possessions

if i list it out it’s something like

his mp3 player/ipod

his volleyball uniform + volleyball equipment 

any gifts suga, asahi, and kiyoko have exchanged throughout all their times knowing one another! ;p;

i like to think, for his first one especially, that he really likes music but he doesn’t necessarily admit to it or exclaim that he does? so his music collection is rather extensive and ranges from all sorts of genres and that he even has some stuff he made on his own! of course, it’s not long or anything--just little samples. (he’s too busy with volleyball and studying to make his own music haha)

[flippist-blog]

shinrakishitiny

Working five days a week was never a problem. He likes his job after all. The only everyday annoyance was the futility of his effort to wake up earlier than he usually does. Every single damn time he gets on the train, someone had already taken the corner seat by the window and what infuriated him all the more was the fact that the same person's been occupying the position every day, almost as if to connote they both favored the same seat. He sighed when he entered, accepting his defeat for the nth time. At least the opposite corner was available though.

Then again, he couldn't help but glare helplessly at the person before him. He couldn't find it in himself to voice his frustration though, the other probably didn't mean to irritate him or anything.