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“Is it wrong to look at something, or in this case, someone you find pleasing?”

KISS STARTER | @kingsregimen

  ‘ You’re, like, totally staring. Cat got your tongue? ’

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Hearing your own name, of course that would catch anyone’s attention. Turning his gaze to look down at the tiny person, as soon as he’s brain process it’s a girl, charm is flipped on, a smile grazing his lips. “That’s me. Can I help you somehow?”

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Oh god, he’s too sparkly. Staring at him is only giving her brain damage, but she was supposed to interview him. Why couldn’t they let her interview girls? Girls were sparkly, but they weren’t overdone most of the time. “…. Are you Oikawa-san?”

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stargazrs:

      “While I can admit you’re an admirable setter, I do not stalk you. I can’t think of a more worthless hobby and way to spend my time than following someone around who chose a path that I, quite frankly, found hard to watch,” he earnestly replied, his eyes glancing away to the side as he shrugged his shoulders. But then his eyes return to Oikawa and stoic features remain unchanging despite the way he wonders what perception the setter has of him, a strange one if he thinks running into each other at volleyball events and then at a public library were means to assume he was being stalked. Well, perhaps he was, but it certainly wasn’t by Wakatoshi.

“I hope that whoever is stalking you is brought to justice though. I understand such an ordeal can be taxing and emotional exhausting,” he said with a polite nod of his head.

…

And this was exactly why this person ticked him off so much. Taking everything said literally, while also bringing up the past over and over despite the unchanged answer he’d always receive. Can’t he just let it go? “If you found it hard to watch then maybe you should stop looking my way altogether.”

Another pause, he’s staring.

Disbelief is written all over his handsome features, perplexed by what he’s hearing. Subconsciously, he takes just one step closer to the taller male, hands raised slightly, fingers moving in a grasping motion at the air as if he’s trying to grab the process of thoughts the other one had. This guy really thought someone was stalking him, even though all he tried was to be rude.

“Do you actually have any functioning brain cells? …and before you answer, it’s a rhetorical question.” Honestly, if he were to say yes, self-control would probably completely disappear from his being. His form relaxes slightly, hands showed in his pockets as he proceeds. “What are you even here?” The said asked not out of curiosity, no, but out of sheer desire to nudge him to go and find whatever he was searching for.

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Iwaizumi has been thinking of kicking his childhood friend’s ass from the moment they left practice. Well, it’s his routine, after all. He was being too clingy as usual and the spiker was already drained of all of his energy from playing the sport he loved.. but after spending basically his whole life tolerating the setter, he got used to the very feeling of being annoyed the whole time. At the same time, he was starving and wishing to eat as soon as possible, and he frowned at the chirping sound of his friend’s voice.

“Did you forget your wallet or something, Trashykawa?”

The offer didn’t sound so bad though and he didn’t mind treating him, but he would never admit it.

And he almost, emphasis on almost, looks offended. Pushing against his friend some more, only with him does his voice occasionally get whiny. “What? So you don’t want to buy me stuff if I have money with me? So stingy.” Clicking his tongue at the end of the sentence, he does pull away once eyes land on a nearby Ramen shop. A quick lick off the lips and he’s gesturing to the said.

Once they indeed sit down and their order comes, a small glance to the side as he blows on his noodles to cool them off. “You know, your logic from before is almost as dull as you. Why reward someone forgetful with free food? If anything, that’d make them forget their wallet more often~”

He points out, slurping on the said before letting it go, a quiet ‘Hot Hot’, leaving him.

Spoiled with food

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“Eh?” He turned towards the voice. None other than Oikawa who always seemed to attempt his petty taunts on him. “My hair is great! Girls seem to like it. So what makes ya think it looks so bad? Are ya jealous?”

He can’t help but snort at that preposterous assumption. Jealous? Girls liked it? “More like, they pity you.” A small wave of the hand through the air before he adds. “I don’t think your hair looks bad, it’s a fact. Don’t tell me you actually like it that way?”

Hair

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It certainly had been a rough week and a stop at the café seemed like an alright idea. However, his plans slightly altered due to an unexpected invitation. A brow can’t help but raise, curiosity lingering in the air as feet with light steps find their way to the setter. Sitting opposite to the mentioned, back thrown back against the support.

“Only if you’re paying.”

It was odd of him to request for his companion honestly, but hey, it wouldn’t hurt if he got some free beverage. “It’s strange to see you without that ace of yours clinging to you like a child to their mother.” Despite the lack of interest in making conversation, he’s sure he called him over for a reason.

                   ❝ Oikawa-san. ❞   a brief nod towards the other setter from where he sat in the cafe’s booth, the steam of coffee dancing visibly against the coldness. garnets flickered & his head motioned, invited, the other to join him & destroy his momentary solitude.   ❝ Care to join me?  ❞

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Stuck under the rain

@allxtherightplaces  ♡ this post for a starter The weather broadcast said it was going to be a clear night with no cloud in sight. Then why was he soaked wet from the never ending rain?! He just went out to take a quick jog, his luck really couldn’t get any worse. Shelter was something he oh so desperately needed, so he runs underneath a canopy that a house offered, squeezing his clothes, attempt to rid the material of water. A quick shake of his head and a rub of the fingers through the locks to get them somewhat dry. And then he’s to notice someone else besides him. Bitterness enveloping his mind, as soon as his gaze lands on his precious little kouhai. Of all people. Why him? Just when he thought a greater misfortune couldn’t fall upon him, there he stood, making the scale of fortune tip on the wrong side.

“I don’t suppose that even you’re that dumb to have an umbrella but not use it.”

Also no no no. He was most certainly not asking to borrow one, dare I say, share one. Shivering at the thought alone, his eyes shift not wanting to look at him. He just hoped that maybe he’d use it to go away.

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Volleyball

@hearghosts  ♡ this post for a starter And he’s bored out of his mind. Yes, he was allowed to attend practice but he was certainly not allowed to play given his injury. For a whole week if his leg does end up healing fast. He’d have a regular checkup of course. Being forced to sit, attention shifts to his manager who was busy with something entirely different from him. The growing boredom is soon to feast upon the female, she’s his key to killing it.

“Manager-san, are you even interested in volleyball? Why did you join?”

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Setters

@yeettheowl  ♡ this post for a starter There’s a slight graze of shoulders before he feels someone stepping onto his foot, most likely it were an accident. He bites back the urge to cuss, hating it and never really subduing to such words. After he’s calmed down, a glare towards the person and it’s none other than that pretty boy setter from the Fukurōdani Academy.

“I thought you’d be lighter on your feet given your position.”

Yes. He indirectly labeled him as heavy and clumsy. What? He stepped on his foot. Of course he was gonna be petty about it.

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Spoiled with food

@kings-right-hand  ♡ this post for a starter And there’s a light whine as the two trail down the road, each back to their home. A slight lean of the body onto the other one, a large portion of his weight resting on the slightly shorter male. Before a thought of hitting the brunette could even come to mind, he is quick to speak up, in that cheery voice of his.

“Iwa-chan, treat me to lunch~”

Of course. At the end of the day he’s hungry and what better thing to do than exploit his childhood friend for free stuff while also using him as support for his sluggish walking. That’s what best friends are for, right?

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Coffee

@tcndrcssc  ♡ this post for a starter He didn’t even like coffee. But even he had to subdue to its effect at times when lack of sleep would hit hard due to the tough schedule.  Pinching the skin that formed between the furrowed brows, he was right then and there turning around a corner, only to be greeted with a short female. His reflexes dull, fatigue taking its toll on them. The bump of their bodies not too strong, however, the unexpected event causes him to drop the container, coffee spilling partly on her and more on his own shirt before hitting the ground and rolling off. Annoyance spreads his features as he picks it up, examining it. The last drop of coffee was on his floor, his clothes soaked wet and it was all this person’s fault. Well his too but due to his mood, the male was a bit irrational.

“Aren’t you gonna at least offer to buy me a new one?”

No apology, no nothing. He deemed it alright for neither of them to say unnecessary words.

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Umbrella

@hydrangeaguard  ♡ this post for a starter This day couldn’t have started any worse, now could it? The sky just hated him, rain pouring out as if the clouds were sponges which were twisted underneath some superhuman strength. And of all days, he forgot him umbrella. A click of the tongue as he tries to slither out of this unfortunate predicament. Running out there would be suicidal, he did not want to be completely wet and catch a cold right before a game. However, he catches glimpse of a short female which was passing by, a cute umbrella in her hands. There was his key. Rushing over to her before she could escape him, he tugs her gently by the free hand, managing to bend down and slightly shield himself from the drops.

“Mind sharing your umbrella with me?”

Quickly he gestures over to the street before proceeding. “I’m kind of running late and the place is a few minutes of walk from here. Mind doing me a favor?” He’s flashing his infamous smile, touch on her wrist tender before letting go of. Hey, he needs to be tactic if he wants a sure ticket to the gym.

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Busy street

@lachrymosestorm  ♡ this post for a starter Whenever he comes to Tokyo, the streets are swarm with different people, there’s barely any room to walk, let alone spotting the floor. There are occasional nudges here and there. It’s bound to happen with so many walking in all sorts of direction.

A sudden bump against his chest, he would stop in his tracks, only to gaze over and see if the person was alright. Arm outstretched for the tiny female, he’s quick to put on an apologetic smile, the free hand allowing his finger to run through the back of his chocolate locks. “Sorry sorry. I didn’t see you there.”

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Hair

@owlbeahoot  ♡ this post for a starter His stare pointed at the hair which is amusingly slicked upwards. Tilting his head to the side, a new angle, it still looks dare he say, somewhat impressive. The way it stood up, no sign of tumbling down. How it didn’t fall down was beyond him truly. Either that was some good gel, or he burnt it that way.. Was it even healthy for the roots to always be in such a position?

“Why do you even bother making your hair defy gravity? It doesn’t even look good.”

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Starter call ☆

Hm...I’ll call it a night even though I have a shit ton of stuff to reply to and Oiks is honestly eager to interact with all. Especially new followers/mutuals~ So fell free to leave a ♡ if you’d like a starter~ It’ll probably be shorter ones unless you have a plot in mind uwu

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Stupid

@valiaced Green light’s up, they should be crossing over…but a car to his notice is showing no signs of slowing down. Best wait for the lunatic to zoom out of the way. Tension. Muscles are stiff upon his gaze falling onto a familiar figure. Yet, he manages to move. A strong yank to the shoulder, pulling Bokuto back. The vehicle runs past, almost grazing the male. He doesn’t know him that well. He doesn’t even care about him, yet he can’t stop himself. As soon as the shock slips away, anger nestles in.

“Were you born this stupid?! Or were you purposely trying to receive the hood of that car with your ribs?!”

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011. pinkie promise .

touch meme . send one to do to my muse . [ACCEPTING]

@fatecried​Despite the occasional disagreements, lashes out, hurtfulwords and exchanges of painful looks. The flat tone does irritate him to noends but, the respect he has for her as a player are out of the question.Proving herself way more than he expected. He’s annoyed. He usually isn’t likethis. Yet he feels a weird, to him rather unnecessary urge, to make it knownthat words aren’t fired at heart and he sure as hell does not take anything shedoes to heart either. Nothing like this should affect the play and being fromthe same school does certainly strike him in a more positive manner.

Gripping the tiny writs between nimble fingers, the smallhand is raised as his other one is brought over, pinkie finger extended and ittakes moments to intertwine with the other. The prior hold dropping, a smallshake of the linked hands. One of the rarest smile shot her way.

“Let’s make Seijou the strongest powerhouse.”