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@victoriious this one is for you
❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞ (( bokuto
@victoriious
❝ and it was RAINING yesterday! this is great. ❞ there’s already an excited look on bokuto’s face as he stares up at the sky and doesn’t spot a single cloud up there. ❝ we should go do something. like run or - or go play something outside. there’s a park near my place, i could teach you some volleyball if you want. ❞ he offers him a smile, brows raised at the offer he was making in hopes of getting his way. ❝ there’s an ice-cream mochi stall at the park too! i’ll treat you to some so we can cool down after. ❞
100 ways to say “i love you” sentence starters.
“Thank you for always thinking of me, and worrying about me.” (( kiyoshi to hyuga !! @victoriious
HYUGA ABSOLUTELY HATES GETTING EMOTIONAL. there’s too much inside him to deal with it, and he’d rather not think about it. kiyoshi always seems to push him out of his comfort zone, and that was annoying. it was also endearing though hyuga would never ever admit it out loud. kiyoshi would never let him live it down if he showed any sort of affection towards the other teenager. he can’t help the blush appearing on his cheeks at kiyoshi’s words though, and hyuga is quick to turn away to avoid the other from seeing.
❛ you don’t look out for yourself so someone has to, ❜ he states, still avoiding kiyoshi’s gaze.
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“WOW!!! THAT WAS SO COOL!!”
The loud yell pierces the quiet of the afternoon, the orange haired boy skidding over, bouncing a little in place. That was amazing! Sure, it wasn’t as cool as volleyball, but it was still amazing!!
“That was...wow!! The ball went WOOSH and then the guy tried to hit it like WHAM but he missed and then you caught it like BAM!!! The noise it made when it hit your glove! It’s like a volleyball going WHAM! on the ground!! How!!! I couldn’t even see the ball it was so fast! One second it was being thrown and the next it was in your glove!!!” All in one breath, he keeps talking, until he’s red in the face and pauses to take a long inhale.
“Can you show me? That was so cool! I wanna try!”
. ❛ 💕 for a loving text from my muse (( akashi @ midorima !! ━━━━ @victoriious .
TO: Akashi Seijuurou
[ ✉ ━━━━ the lucky one 🦗 ] : I know it is late [ ✉ ━━━━ the lucky one 🦗 ] : and I don’t usually do this but I had a horrible dream and I don’t think I can go back to sleep without saying that I love you. [ ✉ ━━━━ the lucky one 🦗 ] : I love you so much, Sei. I love you more than I can honestly describe with words. [ ✉ ━━━━ the lucky one 🦗 ] : I love you so so so much, and I just really wanted you to know that.
. ❛ you look beautiful like this ━━━━ @victoriious . akashi
𝚈𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝙽 𝚃𝙾𝙳𝙳𝙻𝙴𝚁 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 had trained Midorima's ears to pick up on the slightest of noises even amongst cacophony ━━━━━━━━ Harumi was a menace since the very moment she learnt how to toddle around, and that hadn't changed as she grew older. So despite the noise of his shoe squeaking against the floors, and the heavy thump of a basketball falling every now and then, he picked up on the delicate sounds of footsteps. Midorima had been training for hours ; practing harder, running drills, trying to increase his shooting distance, and he was positively exausted. So much so that the moment he stopped he was forced to slump forward, knees bent as he rested his hands against them ━━━━━━ struggling to catch his breath, sweat dripping down his face. Akashi's dulcet tone, that sharp and yet soft voice hit Midorima like a train, causing his to gasp softly more out of shock for the other's words than his presence. ❛ What....what are you even talking about...? ❜ he straightened himself, wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of his forearm.
Midorima figured he must look awful ━━━━━━ drenched in sweat, green hair darker and sticking to his forehead, face flushed red and eyes half-lidded in exhaustion. Not what he would describe as beautiful, and yet he was thankful he was already flushed ; that way Akashi probably wouldn't notice how the compliment affected him ━━━━━━ stomach fluttering with butterflies and a sort of ridiculous anticipation. ❛ Why have you come back? I thought you had something important to take care after practice... ❜ Shintarou looked outside and noticed it was already late at night, which meant he probably got carried away ━━━━ the ache in his fingers could also attest to his overworking. He flexed them unconsciously and winced at the pain, he should probably tape them though it would be bothersome with how sore his fingers were.
. ❛ everyone leaves, eventually. either they move on or they die. they leave and i’m left behind. ━━━━ @victoriious . akashi
𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙶𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚆 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 the other boy spoke ; Midorima was still struggling with accepting Akashi back into his life. He knew that what had happened was in the past, and that holding grudges was not good for him, still he needed more time ━━━━━ he had never been good with emotions, and so he needed more time to carefully process everything. The thing was, this conversation surely wasn't helping anyone's case. ❛ We didn't leave. ❜ Midorima cut Akashi off, deep voice thunderous in the silence of the room, emerald green eyes glittering with all things unsaid ; things Midorima was unsure of how to voice.
❛ We didn't leave you behind. ❜ Perhaps he was being too harsh, perhaps if Akashi had given him more time before approaching this subject with him, Midorima would react differently, but Oha-asa had warned him he'd face difficult times that day ━━ and fate never lied. ❛ You pushed us away, ❜ taped up fingers curled tight into a fist, Shintarou allowed himself to say what was stuck inside his heart for so long. ❛ and when we tried reaching out for you, you crushed us beneath your feet. ❜ In an uncharacteristic move, Shintarou took his glasses off, using his other hand to pinch the bridge of his nose ; already feeling a headache coming.
❛ You don't get to put the blame solely on us, Akashi. ❜ It was strange, speaking for all of them, but Midorima had always felt responsible for the others too ━━━━ he was the second oldest after all. ❛ We are all to blame, and I don't know if we can fix it, but I want to try... ❜ Shintarou sighed, closing his eyes and letting his shoulders relax, he had said everything he wanted to say. Now it was up to Akashi. ❛ Do you? ❜
@victoriious // kuramochi & sawamura
' Alright, that’s it! ’ Frustration is clear in the shortstop’s tone. His controller is long forgotten on the floor once he lunges forward to grab a fistful of his roommate’s shirt. ‘ You using some sort of cheat code or somethin’ ?! ’ One win was acceptable, two wins were lucky, but three wins in a row were downright suspicious. No way was this kid playing fair! ‘ Out with it, Sawamura! ’