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I might just remake since this blog is so so cluttered and it’s a new year and I know I lost a lot of threads from being inactive.

GUYS IM COMING BACK TONIGT

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GUYS IM COMING BACK TONIGT

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As a birthday wish to myself, I will be returning very soon!!

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HIATUS

I���m sorry, guys. I really didn’t want to do this but I can’t be on here for now until further notice. My family has hit EXTREMELY bad times both financially and emotionally and I’m having to put my all in to attempting to keep my family from going homeless as well as myself from falling apart. I wanted to be here by the beginning of this year and to celebrate with all of you but it’s just impossible right now....

Im so sorry for disappearing and just being a horrible friend/partner but with how things are turning out, I can’t put any meaningful time in to writing right now. I’ll be more active on discord if you still want to keep in touch but I am going to be on hiatus until further notice.

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HELLO THERE —

I was going through asks and existing threads, thinking about what I wanted to do in order to come back even if its only for the holidays and I have come to a conclusion: I will be ignoring existing asks and threads to focus on Christmas/New Years theme. I need a break from the work load I have put on myself and I started to hate myself because I was making writing a chore and a job, something I have always told people not to do. I really enjoy writing and I enjoy interacting with everyone and just having fun but I started to put an unrealistic expectation on myself.

I’m not sure what I’m going to do after the holidays but for now, I am only going to be focusing on Christmas and New years with maybe some normal replies here and there. I will also be returning to Discord RP as much as I can if anyone wants to do something there but yeah! 

I’m sorry if this discourages anyone from interacting with me, which I truly hope it doesn’t, but I need to let myself take a break and have fun. I love you all and if you wanna do something for the holidays, hit something my way!

#∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹OOC⊹ — ❝ devil be possessin’ homies ❝

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OIKAWA

His pout grows more pronounced as his friend fully began to laugh, crossing his arms almost stiffly over his chest as he leveled Matsukawa with a low heated glare that was mostly just for show. It wasn’t as though he hadn’t half expected it: hell, if it wasn’t him then Makki or even Iwa-chan would of been more than happy to laugh at his little mishap. ( And… well… okay, maybe he would of laughed at them if it was the other way around too. But that was different! ) “Yeah, not this time at least.” He muttered nearly bratty, sticking his tongue out at him. “And it still makes you just as bad as them.”

Brown eyes only quickly glances towards the group of girls that were whispering among themselves, no doubt talking about him among any and all of the other subjects they were talking about. ( Although, maybe not in the way he was more used to… ) His pout is still prominent as he catches the blazer, lifting himself - carefully now - in order to tie it around his waist to cover the unsightly stain.

“Okay…” Oikawa will milk out his feelings of ‘betrayal’ only for a moment longer, before closing the text book and notebook that had been forgotten in the scandal. “– You’re a life saver, Mattsun~”

Matsukawa had managed to spend enough time with Oikawa to know that there weren’t any REAL hard feelings between them but even if there were, it wouldn’t last for long. They had grown used to one another’s teasing and games as well as the rest of the teams, especially Iwaizumi and Hanamaki, and even if a joke ended up having a sour taste, they all learned to get past it pretty quick — Matsukawa did, anyways. He couldn’t speak for the other boys. 

Another snort escaped the middle blocker as he closed the single textbook he had been staring at for the past hour, stuffing it in his bag before he slung the strap over a shoulder. Even if it was at Oikawa’s expense, they were able to get a small study break and would be able to fool around before one of them ( Oikawa ) put them back on track. “Ya can’t tell me ya wouldn’t be laughin’ at me if I had a stain on my pants.” Raising a hand, he rested an open palm against the top of his head, fingers tangling themselves in short, curled locks as honey gaze shifted over to the girls. 

It was funny at first but they begun to get on his nerves. 

Using the side of a foot, the third-year pushed his chair in by one of its legs before he begun the walk out without another look towards the smaller. “I know.”

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@florasi​ asked: “You keep staring at me instead of watching the film. What’s up?”

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It wasn’t hard for the student to keep his attention on something he enjoyed or he believed to have potential to entertain him but even if he was doing the most exciting, attention-grabbing activity in the world, Mae would still be an immediate distraction. The artists beauty was enough to catch anyone's eye no matter where they were or what they were doing but what really made his attention lock on to the artist and forget their surrounding was the fact he was the only one at that moment that has potential to spend the rest of his life with the artist. The idea made his mind turn and his stomach to tighten with both fear and excitement. 

Blinking once and then twice, he brought himself back to reality. One corner of full lips tugged up in to a slanted grin as he glanced back to the screen that lit the entire room. “Nothin’.” Calloused fingertips slid over the top of a decorated hand, feeling the knuckled that poked through skin before gently raising it to lips, pressing a gentle kiss to each knuckle. “Just thinkin’ ‘bout ya but what’s new?”

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ASSHOLE KID

though he pretty much brought it on himself for being so rude in the first place, to a third year too, kai’s frown deepened at the reply.

“ i’m pretty chill, ” he snapped, though it wasn’t all true, and he felt like averting his gaze because of that. “ and you better not be. ‘m getting pretty tired of liars. ” though it wasn’t as much as he really didn’t need his family to really know how he was doing in school.

“ plus, ” he added with half a triumphant grin, “ i just won a fight, and i’m feeling quite alright about it. ” a lie, of course, he felt like throwing up, actually, but the other’s words sounded like a challenge. “ think i can win another if i want to. ”

The kid wasn’t putting down his act. Thick brow arched as he looked over the younger boy, nodding. “Sure ya are.” Even if the boy were to try and start a real fight, the third-year wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on him in a violent sense — he wasn’t about to risk his clean record. Looking over his shoulder, Matsukawa adjusted the bag over his shoulder before reaching over and tugging at the boys wrist, gently shoving him towards the school building. “Come on. Ya aren’t winnin’ anythin’.” He wasn’t sure exactly what his plan was but he was going to make sure the latter got clean. “If ya just stand there, a teacher is gonna see ya.”

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i always look sleep deprived is that hot

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RIKU

                    riku smiled and gave a small laugh. of course she doesn’t want the crotch cloth. she is more than fine just to get a new cloth. looking at him, this guy seems like a mischievous fellow, but riku is not one to be closed minded in having new friends. 

                      ❝ ah, i still feel bad doing that to you.. can’t i treat you to lunch? ❞ this kind of invitation might raise questions, but riku’s oblivious nature can’t seem to realize that. she’s a simple girl. her hand reached out, giving a warm and welcoming introduction to the stranger.

                      ❝ i’m riku, by the way! wakahisa, riku. i don’t care much for honorifics.❞  at least, in the city, it’s not much of a thing to go by last names(or perhaps it’s more for individual preference.). then again, if he decides to go by her last name, then she will respectfully do the same. there has to be a level of comfort between them, after all.

Did he really come off that intimidating where the girl felt that she had to pay him back in some way? He wasn’t upset or expecting anything for the mistake since it had been equally both of their fault but, at the same time, he wasn’t about to pass up free food. “Ya don’t have to but if ya insist.” The words were accompanied by a quiet chuckle.

Stuffing the dirty cloth in to his back pocket, he held his free ( and clean ) and out, calloused fingers wrapping around the smaller in order to give her a gentle shake before retracting his hand. “Matsukawa Issei.” Though he doubted that he would remember the girls name from a few hours from right then, he didn’t want to seem rude and completely ignore the invitation for an introduction. Honey gaze shifted back down to his pants, fingers gently pulling at the thick jean material to see if the liquid had left a stain and if it was almost dry — it still looked like he had pissed his pants. “I wanna sit down before anyone I know sees me.”

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I know I just called you dude but I’m trying to flirt with you

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OIKAWA

“Wha–?? Oh come on, is this still because of that serve that I missed?”

It wouldn’t be the first time that Mattsun - or Makki or Iwaizumi - had made similar claims before during a practice game or even simply during practice; that if he missed a serve then it would be on him to treat them to whatever dish that they wanted. ( A game that he wasn’t a particular fan of since it always seemed to be HIM that was picked on. ) Arms crossed over his chest, the first forming of a pout twisting his lips as he narrowed brown eyes at his friend. “That one barely counted; you guys distracted me!!”

Still though, even in his grand displays at playing the part of being truly annoyed, a part of Tooru had to admit to himself that he was never truly and utterly irritated by it. It wasn’t like he couldn’t afford it… and it did give them time to spend together and catch up outside of school or the gym. 

“– Just don’t pick something crazy expensive. Just because I’m treating doesn’t mean it gives you the okay to suck me dry.”

Sometimes the deal between the third-years to have Oikawa buy them lunch or dinner was a simple boost to encourage him to play at his best, to give him an extra reason to score with one of his killer serves but that didn’t mean they didn’t expect the deal to be fulfilled every now and again. It was also a fun way to tease the captain and to get rid of the tense atmosphere that shadowed over the team during particularly difficult matches. 

Honey gaze looked up to the setter as he tucked his phone away in his pocket, having to take a moment to let his parents know of his late arrival for the night. He let the cute expression sink in to memory before a grin tugged at one side of lips, raising a hand to hit between the latter’s shoulder blades. “It dunno what you’re talkin’ ‘bout.” 

Matsukawa allowed hand to slid over Oikawa’s furthest shoulder, wrapping arm around his neck to pull them closer, sides against one another. There was a very obvious dirty joke he could make, especially since they had taken on a more flirtatious approach to one another as of late, but decided against it. “At least it’s just me and not everyone this time or they really would eat just to make ya broke. You’re stuck with me for the night, pouty.”

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i will always have a soft spot for you

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CHASE

  The ginger hummed in thought, struggling to decide between two movies. “ Uh, either Step Brothers or Superbad. Not sure which one I’m in the mood for…any preference? “ Chase leaned over to push his shoulder against the athlete’s, and he found himself staying there for a moment. Caramel eyes drifted over to his friend’s forearms, quietly tortured by the line of muscle the trailed to his wrists.

The athlete stared the screen for a long moment before he shook his head, leaning in to the pressure against his side. It wasn’t something he was going to be particularly paying attention to so he found no point in choosing. Shifting, he laid back, letting smoke escape between parted lips as fingers worked at his belt, tugging it off before tossing it across the room. “Nah, we can always watch both.”

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CHASE

  Chase snickered once more at his friend. He loved that their humor and personalities meshed so nicely, but it was becoming a problem in it’s own way. Matsukawa was quickly turning into the only person Chase wanted to be around, and there were times that the ginger was sure he came across as clingy, though he hoped he was just overthinking things.

  His face went hot when the athlete leaned in close, warm breath close enough to hit his face and make his heart jump into his throat. Chase swallowed nervously, turning his head away in hopes of hiding his embarrassment. Persistent thoughts of the taller male kissing him played on loop, and he couldn’t bring himself to say anything of mention. “ S-sure.. “ He replied as he led them to the kitchen where all the booze was kept.

During a normal, sober day, the athlete knew little personal boundaries when it came to close friends but as soon as any liquor touched his lips, he knew no boundaries. At times, he didn’t mean to make someone uncomfortable or embarrassed but others, it was a conscious decision. He wanted to see just how far he could push those he was close with or interested in but he knew to never take it too far. This may or may not be one of those times. 

Forcing himself to straighten up, he didn’t take any notice of the embarrassment that lightened across the smaller’s face, too focused on the cigarette between lips. He raised an arm to rest against the doorway to the kitchen, taking the time to steady himself before deciding to move independently from Chase, falling back against a counter to keep himself from swaying. He took the cigarette between forefinger and middle as he took in out of his mouth, a delayed chuckle shaking shoulders after staring at the shared cigarette. “Indirect kiss.”

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ANGRY BIRD

Yuuji gave a small shake of his head. It had been an early morning for a lot of them, but it was a little silly how sleepy Aobajohsai-san was. Exhibition tournaments were really just for fun and for practice while they waited for the real tournaments and matches later in the month. They played hard, it just didn’t make sense to play to exhaustion. But Johzenji had been accused of not taking shit serious.

He pulled out his cellphone to send a quick spam of emoji stickers to Bobata before setting it down next to his thigh on the floor. At the start of the other teen’s words, Yuuji turns his attention back to the blocker and blinks stupidly for a moment at pretty eyes. Fuck, he’s so gay sometimes. The words actually filtered through his useless brain and he quietly snorted a laugh and gave a roll of his eyes.

“Angry Bird looking guy? Aobajohsai-san, anyone tell you you’re kind of lame?” He teased, a small grin of his own appearing. He wasn’t offended in the slightest. “Go to sleep, nerd.”

This was Matsukawa’s last year, his friends last year to prove themselves worthy of going to nationals. Even silly games such as the ones that were being held right at that moment meant another opportunity for them to practice and get in last minute improvements before it was their time to shine. It seemed silly in their early years of high school but as the time grew closer, he found himself become more serious and focused. 

Hearing the amusement from the body next to him made him relieved that his talking wasn’t seen as awkward and his quiet jokes were appreciated even if it was out of pity. A heavy sigh interrupted his chuckle as shoulder’s slumped forward, arms crossing themselves over chest. “If you’re gonna call anyone Aobajohsai-san, it should be Oikawa, not me.” He wasn’t sure whether the captains name was one that the yellow boy knew of but he wasn’t about to explain everything. 

“I’m not plannin’ on sleepin’.” That would make him too groggy for the rest of the day. Even if he hated being referred to, what sounded like, the mascot for their team, he figured he’d wait to see if the boy wanted a proper introduction. “I’m old so I can’t do stuff like that anymore.”

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Haru blinked a bit as he opened the lunch box, before looking up at the other’s question. It wasn’t that he minded the other’s curiosity, but he was aware his lack of expression and mannerism could be mistaken as rude. He had taken seat at the other’s table and he wasn’t to tired yet to avoid others. He showed the other the neatly packed bento, with cooked broccoli, mackerel fillet, some rolled eggs and rice balls instead of packed rice. 

“A pretty basic lunch, but making lunch makes it easier to monitor what I’m eating, “ He gave a small smile, despite in being a basic lunch, Haru was proud of his cooking skills, and he knew his lunch was going to be delicious.

Leaning over, he took a good look at the lunch the latter had prepared for himself, slowly nodding before sitting back in his seat. It was looked nice and was healthy. If Matsukawa still played regularly, he would still be making his lunch like he had done in high school but he may have become spoiled from the unhealthy lunches he bought on campus. He made sure to make up for it when he was home, though. 

“Yeah, ya never know what ya get with pre-made lunches.” Crossing his arms over his side of the table, he took a bite of bread that had been dipped in his soup. “I’m guessin’ you’re an athlete or on a diet, then?”

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