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Tch. No one wants to play.

       “You’re all nerds.” Grumble grumble.

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quick mun update: astronomy midterm went well enough, but i also got sucked into watching young justice in my little free time so (flame emoji)... i’ll try to start catching up on things tomorrow since it’ll be the weekend!! 

oh yeah, mutuals are free to add me on skype btw!! just ask, i’m usually around like lowkey... LOL

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um pls you know +*+*shiratoriharem+*+* welcomes you...

...but save some shortcake for him, okay.

Quick someone tell me what to do when you ship your muse with half of Shiratorizawa.

A certain someone suggested I just call it Tsukki’s “Shiratoriharem” but somehow I feel that wouldn’t fly too well.

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　　　 ❝ I SWEAR I’LL RISE × ABOVE THE REST BY—; )

　　　　　　　　　　　INDEPENDENT SEMI EITA.　+　 EST. FEBRUARY 2016.

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".....”

There are at least ten reasons Eita’s inclined to dissuade Oikawa, most of them boiling down to the fact that this is very dumb and very illegal—but of course, there’s no deterring an idiot.

”Okay. Sounds like POSITIVITY will bail you out of jail too, so don’t call me.”

      ❛ ‘cause, why not? ever heard of a little thing called         POSITIVITY? it’ll get you far in life… ❜ 

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Claimed

( claimed meme #1 ⊹ accepting. ) 

There’s something about Tsukishima’s gaze that leaves Eita unsettled. Maybe it’s the way it pierces right through an entire crowd, or the sheer weight of his full attention. Eita just can’t seem to turn away from the small flicker of interest that crosses Tsukishima’s otherwise cold, fixed stare. 

It’s clear at this point that his mind’s plagued with heady thoughts while he nurses a drink. far past his tolerance. But there’s a finality to the sound of his glass clinking against the bar table, as though it’s a physical manifestation of his resolve. He’s going for it. 

His chest thrums with anticipation (of what, he can’t quite place) as he pushes his way through the throngs of dancers and drunkards alike. In no way can he argue now that this is all just an accident, not when he’s forcing his way through. 

But his will stumbles as his own feet do, suddenly shoved right in front of Tsukishima and forced to use his chest to catch himself. This level of proximity is uncalled for, much like the quick staccato under his skin. There’s little he can do about it at this point, however, so he makes the best of the moment.  

With a sharp tug, Eita pulls Tsukishima down by the collar to press their lips close.

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Claimed!

( claimed meme #9 ⊹ accepting. )

     “Haaayaaatoooooo… Y’know… If Satori f- fucking pisses all over my clothes one more fucking time I think I should just… just like… just go without clothes? Yeah, like… fuck clothes, right? No one could say shit about ‘em if I don’t wear any! Damn… I’m like, a total genius… Fuck clothes, man.”

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( @tsuyachou ⊹ starter call. )

     [19:21] i drank this milk right      [19:22] but then i noticed the date on it was like.... a week ago. a little over, actually.      [19:22] but it’s fine right...?      [19:25] i’m not going to get sick right???

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Put 'Claimed' in my ask box and I'll use a number generator to decide what you get:

A kiss

A steamy kiss

Me for one night

A slap to the face

A confession

Me for two nights

A harsh insult

An angry/jealous text

Drunk voice mail

4 days with me chained to their side

A hug

A pat on the back

A kitten

Up to mun

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( @kaizeni​ ⊹ starter call. )

      [17:43] okay well y’know what       [17:44] you can tell your parents I hate their favorite child

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I think I have enough icons to hold me over for now, so like for a short starter?

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“That’s why I said cargo pant pockets are the way to go! And you all never listen!”

“I’m down with that! Though… I better leave my phone. I can’t lose it again!”

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"You know what—I did.”

            But as it turns out, even that was too much to place in Shirabu.                               He only has himself to blame for wanting to think otherwise.

”You realize you’re even shorter than I am.” He scoffs. “Didn’t realize you enjoyed shopping in the toddler’s section. Is there enough clothing for you over there in the petite’s?”

            “Where’s Taichi; he wouldn’t betray me like this.”

                    yes, it should be known by now that semi couldn’t ask kenjirou anything if he was looking for something beyond a SNIDE COMMENT. 

                                       ( who could BLAME him ? his senpai just makes it too easy. )

                    ❛ you must really value my opinion. ❜ there’s another one. ❛ maybe if you stopped shopping in the CHILDREN’S SECTION, you wouldn’t look … like that. ❜ 

                                     was there really any SAVING for semi’s fashion sense, though ?

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         ( Just remember—the one who’s construed his words to sound that way here is you, Yaku. )

        ”I’m pretty sure there are a number of reasons beyond just size as to why you shouldn’t go around shoving people in washing machines.” But seeing as Semi isn’t too keen on assisting in his own body’s disposal, he removes the garment and hands it to the other.

        “Here.” He frowns. “Now I’m freezing.” 

                    oh, don’t say it like THAT. it makes morisuke look like some pervert. 

                                                             ( this was NECESSARY after all. ) 

                    ❛ —— i can’t put them in the wash if you’re WEARING them, you wouldn’t fit in the machine. now c’mon, hurry up before the stain sets. ❜

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      "...” 

His first mistake was asking Shirabu in the first place.

”You’re right,“ ( Like he’d really say that, even sarcastically. Over his dead body. )

       “Of course,” he mutters instead, rolling his eyes. “Why did I bother asking.”

                     he wanted HONESTY, did he ? that was something kenjirou would take GREAT pleasure in giving.  

                                               ❛ —— awful. ❜

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”Why not?”

“The birthday boy deserves the full force of my appreciation, right?”

“Why’d you have to tackle me to tell me that?!?”

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( @regaliis ⊹ starter call. )

”Look, I’m not saying that’s a terrible idea, but...”

“No, I lied. That’s a horrible idea; why would you ever?”