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"The Wisdom of the Ace: Firstly, the figure of the ace is one that inspires his allies. Secondly, he should shatter any wall. Thirdly, he should hit any ball to his utmost ability."
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“ i feel like i have no idea what i look like. ”
prompted. / @arevmdawo.
he doesn’t get it. not really -- couldn’t she just look in the mirror and see her reflection? or ask literally anyone to describe her? he’s definitely not good at that sort of thing , words rush out too quick when he tries to comfort people, and syllables get tangled together in nonsense. akaashi would definitely be better -- but he does have a mirror on him by sheer luck and he rummages around in his pockets to give it to the other. “here ya go! i hope this helps !”
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in case you all can’t tell this is a low activity blog but you can find me mainly on @powermiracle !
#me : logging in: nothing to do? cool onto my next blog with the 500 drafts im avoiding#( MOMBER / call of the void )
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anyways i’ve been watching hq all day with my friend and i only logged on here to say that bokuto is the cutest. bye.
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citycurc:
bokuto’s fast-paced words were a RUSH of familiarity he eased into quickly , the textbook equations and solutions no longer printed on the backs of his eyelids . he wasn’t exactly INFECTED by the excitement as he was livened by it , almost drowning in exhaustion just a few seconds before he tried busting into the classroom , asking questions and wanting to go to the zoo .
“ just some other second-years , “ answer quipped furtively in between bokuto’s pauses . he was stone still as the marked RED numbers came towards his face , eyes briefly scanning the questions and answers . what he saw , elicited a tense sigh . regardless , “ you’ve gotten better , bokuto - san . “ and he DID , score remarkably higher than he’d seen from him before . was a proud ? relieved ? any type of improvement had to be good .
“— but maybe we should get you a tutor . it wouldn’t be good for the team if you get kicked off because of your grades , would it ? “ a TEASING quip , while the plucked the paper right out of the other’s hand and smoothed a thinly crumpled edge .
“ … i suppose we can go to the zoo . “
he beams at the praise, cheeks drawn up, a full set of teeth flashing. “really, really? you think i’ve gotten better too? konoha said it couldn’t be done, but you showed them akaashi.” and it’s true, bokuto really only had akaashi to thank for taking his time to teach bokuto who got numbers mixed up at times, and had trouble sitting still.
he ignores the other’s comment, about a tutor because why should he? he has akaashi, and akaashi is more than enough. he raised his marks with only a little bit of help, imagine it with a lot of help. he’s sure he can get to passing in no time, as long as akaashi is beside him.
he feels like his cheeks are going to split open from the amount that he is smiling when the other agrees, and an arm slings over akaashi’s shoulders. bokuto knows that the other needs time to get away ; to breathe , and he understands somewhat. not as much, his parents don’t expect a whole lot from him, as long as he plays well ( because that will probably give him a scholarship ).
“i bet you wanna see the owls too, right akaashi?”
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THINGS I LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT RP PARTNERS MEME
FILL IN:
I like to be called: amber / momber / i don’t really care.
My favorite color is: pastels / black combo. : )
Gender: she / her.
One thing you should know about me: uh i have a daughter.
One thing you should know about my muse(s): he has no sense of personal space.
First language: english.
Second language?: spanish and a bit of french.
HIGHLIGHT:
Age range: under 13 | 14–17 | 18–22 | 23–25 | 26–29 | 30+ | 70+
Am I okay with NSFW?: yes | no | once in a blue moon
My favorite/most common thing to RP is: angst | fluff | smut | crack | other
OC friendly?: yes | no | depends
RP blog: is 90% ooc | doesn’t contain OOC posts.
TAGGING:
Tagged by: i stole
Tagging: steal too
#i mean most of the stuff is ic but like ?? i do post ooc sometimes#i wouldn't say is 90% tho .... that's nijiji#( MOMBER / call of the void )
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“ don’t look at me like that. ”
prompted! / @semilink.
eyes widen as he holds out the shirt - I Wanna SET you up, blazing in bright purple against the white background. he has a matching shirt on, You won’t like it when we spike it, written in gold on black fabric. “but --- c’mon man. wear it! you’re a setter, right, right?! akaashi wouldn’t wear the one i got him either.” is it just a universal things that setters can be no fun? he widens his eyes, pushing the shirt towards the other, “just a quick picture, then?”
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junk of the heart (happy) // the kooks
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tHIS US ADORABLE WTF ???
thank you !
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i. collapse , crumble , let this be your death , the destruction of an identity / the witness of your own rebuilding / so another one , stronger , born from courage , can raise !
*. eita semi written by sophie . dash-only
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five times kissed !
prompted! / @majeime.
i. SUNNY SKIES ; sticky hands run with watermelon juice and there’s a lull in afternoon practice. large hands fumble with the rinds, setting them to the side because he knows that they could pickle them and eat them at a later time. he’s warm, the sun beating down on his skin. he leans against akaashi, golden eyes focused on his setter’s watermelon. ( he eats slower than bokuto does. akaashi is gentle when he eats ; it makes his heart hammer inside his chest ; he wonders why. ) “akaagaasssshiiiii,” opening his mouth, he silently asks for a bite of the other’s watermelon. he expects the other to get up, walk away ; instead akaashi shoves the watermelon into his mouth and he blinks before biting off the piece and swallowing. a grin that could rival the sun grows in place and suddenly he can’t sit still when konoha calls over and says something about an indirect kiss. it’s summer ; he’s ready to fly. ( indirect kiss. )
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STORMY WEATHER ; a lost game, and everyone expects it to be him that breaks. they wait, they wait, & they wait– but he knows he played the best game he could. there’s no reason to think of anything else ; the other team was simply better than they were. his team, he’s proud of them, you see ? akaashi however, excuses himself and golden hues rest upon the other’s back as he walks off. he’s stiff, hands clenched and he lets out a hum before talking to his team about where they should improve. he excuses himself to the restroom, but instead follows akaashi into the locker room and he sits next to his vice captain, hands resting on the stool and eyes looking upwards towards the ceiling. heels bounce against the floor, and akaashi’s always been a soft sorta quiet, but this quiet is too quiet, too deafening so bokuto opens his mouth to speak – he decides against it, before standing and parting the others hair and placing a gentle kiss on the other’s forehead. it’s soft, and his brow is ridden with sweat but he doesn’t mind. of course he doesn’t. a grin, and he’s letting out a loud sigh, “well, my mama always kissed my forehead when i was younger when i was upset. so i thought it’d help you cheer up too. we played the best we could.” outside, the storm lightens to a soft drizzle, and he’s content here, next to akaashi, unable to fly. ( kiss on the forehead. ) iii. BITTER COLD ; take care of yourself, it lingers on his tongue when he see’s akaashi who’d forgotten gloves and brows furrow together. it’s nippy, wind howling outside & bleak. akaashi is smarter than that, he knows better than to forget his gloves and he wonders if maybe something had happened. his body reacts faster than he thinks, and he’s grabbing akaashi’s hands, cheeks tinged pink from standing outside of the clubhouse. he’s fine, akaashi should warm up. he blows on the hands and rubs them together like he’d do his own. akaashi’s fingers are longer than his, prettier and slender too. almost immaculate ; but he’s cold to the touch and he begins to chide the other, kissing the tips of each finger tip in between words. the wind dies down, and sun peaks through the fog and everything is silent. ( kiss on the fingers ) iv. SPRING AWAKENING ; feelings. it seems that he has a crush on someone new every week, but it’s always fleeting. there are a couple of people he has dated before, but it’s never worked out for him. he’s too loud, too much, too focused on volleyball. none of those things, he thinks is bad, but he gets it ; he understands. people don’t care for a romantic partner who’s head is filled with volleyball and not them. staring out of the window, eyes focus on a familiar mess of curls and it’s akaashi. he’s tempted to open the window to yell out at the other ; he notices that someone is with him, and whoever it is is pretty. something he doesn’t like drops and settles at the bottom of his stomach as brows furrow. his friend, his best friend, is being confessed too and bokuto wants to interrupt it. they say jealousy is a disease, but bokuto doesn’t even realize that he’s feeling jealous and continues his day, with a dark cloud hanging over his head. he didn’t bother to watch akaashi once he realized that his friend was receiving a confession, he missed the way the other’s eyes flicked upwards to see bokuto slump in his seat ; he missed the girl bowing and walking off trying to hide her hurt. bokuto settles on the fact that akaashi should just focus on volleyball, in fact, they all should just focus on volleyball and he’s half-way tempted to ban dating from the club. it sounds like a good idea to him, but he knows that other’s would probably riot if he agree’d and he opens the door without even realizing that akaashi is in front of him. the other’s pick up on his air, and watch him as he makes his way to the lockers and leave akaashi to him. he’s cornered, changing out of his shirt, arms in his sleeves but not over his head yet when akaashi speaks to him, and lips thin out and he doesn’t want to tell akaashi that he thinks the other shouldn’t date. that he should focus on volleyball because it’s akaashi’s life and who is he to tell him what he can and can’t do ? he’s just a friend , his captain. ( does akaashi consider them friends? he hopes so. he’s never really asked the other. he’s always assumed. ) he has the other worried though, and he doesn’t stop to think about it before kissing akaashi on the cheek. his body moves before he does, and he swallows down whatever that feeling he’s feeling into his stomach, shoves it away, and twists on his heel. “c’mon akaashi, let’s practice!” it’s spring ; and he’s about to soar. ( cheek kiss. ) v. SUN-KISSED ; that’s one way people would describe him. from the warmth in his skin, to the blinding way he grins, and attracts attention everywhere he goes. and yet, he’s settled, nestled into akaashi’s side. he’s no longer captain ; he’s given that title to akaashi, entrusting him to do what he couldn’t with his team, but it doesn’t stop him from stopping by the other’s practices and training with the others. they laugh at him, but bokuto just grins. they’re sitting outside the club room, eating watermelon and bokuto has no qualms about taking a bite or sharing food with akaashi anymore because they’re together, and don’t boyfriends share food all the time, akaashi? the other huffs, twisting so he’s out of reach from bokuto and a pout plays on his lips, but owlish eyes dance in mirth. he’s got an idea, and he lets out a hum before standing and blocking off the view from the others before kissing akaashi quickly after he takes a bite of the watermelon. rocking backwards, he hums. “it’s definitely sweeter once you take a bite, just like a thought.” he’s found his sky to envelop him. ( mouth kiss. )
#majeime#long post for ts //#long post for ts#i've been staring at this for the past... two hours im done im finished i can't do anymore#im not satisfied with it but iDK WHY im not so#shoves this out#also i forgot to put the read more my b.
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#anyways i bet bo would have a buncha old ass music or weird ass music on his playlists.#cs#( CHARACTER STUDY / what's a magical owl called? a hootudini! )
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———-ask call !!
#INBOX CALL.#i'm working on a few things for niji and bo rn and i thought i just reblogged this but i didn't?? oh well#anyways#hit the heart
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I’m rereading bokuto chapters bc I’m in love or whatever and I just, I love that bokuto is the 4th best in the country and a third year but he’s still super friendly and has absolutely no concept of social hierarchy… equally obnoxious to everyone, asks random first year strangers from other teams to practice with him, constantly seeks approval from his one underclassman, wears a 4 instead of a 1 even though he’s captain AND ace, borrows money from his manager and apparently doesn’t even reliably pay her back wtf, has a second year vice captain and is the only captain in the series who does?!, class 1 meathead jock whose closest friends are akaashi and kuroo class 5 responsible smarty pants, and he also manages to woo tsukishima who is a class 4 surly unfriendly smarty pants why is bokuto so powerful?
and I just love this moment idky? he’s energized and ready to say something!! but he still stops and corrects himself to address tsukishima properly bc he’s just… a good soul…
BUT THEN HE
how is he such a dumb fig and so pure and cute all at the same time I’m hurting
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send me five times kissed for a drabble about five times our muses kissed
#( MEME / prompts )#once again IDK but like platonic kisses? hella.#bo ; who has no sense of personal space giving everyone kisses.
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Bokuto & Akaashi’s random info from Cross Team Match~
(List isn’t complete yet!)
Note: Click on the picture to see the caption!
Bokuto:
He brings 5-6 shirts of “The Wisdom of The Ace” to the training camp.
No one wants to go to eat Yakiniku with him because he hoards all the meat.
He confidently says he’s the tallest player of Fukurodani before the protagonist points out that Fukurodani has Washio and Onaga lol
Don’t. talk. about. studying. to. Bokuto. (Because he won’t answer and try to change the topic lol)
He’s strangely happy that he got a heatstroke from playing at the pool during summer break (Because that means I’m doing everything with all of my strength!!)
Bokuto’s logic: Akaashi should become an ace like him so they can be the top 5 ace together!! Then we have 3 more ace and if we beat them, we’ve dominated the national! (Tsukki: What kind of logic?)
Kuroo then reminds him but if they count the toes too actually Bokuto need to beat 18 people then. (Bokuto gets confused at the end and Akaashi’s just let’s leave him alone.)
A lot of Bokuto calling AkAAShiiii basically (One of them lol)
Akaashi:
He’s consulting a business book to deal with Bokuto (The title of the book: Business Book ~Superior Edition~) and find some tips that he refuses to share with Bokuto /cue Bokuto whining
He’s the only one who accompanies Bokuto with extra training (the others quickly run away).
Akaashi’s quite satisfied with his height so he wants more power instead.
He thinks he’s performing moderately at studies.
He’s really good at reading Bokuto! (When Bokuto stays silent and creeps everyone [Kuroo & Tsukki] he’s like the only one who understands that Bokuto’s just hungry.)
He’s basically being praised by everyone that he can control Bokuto well lol
(Others: Masterlist || Video Playlist)
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rp sentence starters taken from inkskinned’s writing.
writing used : x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x
“ i know how to open these bones with just my teeth. ”
“ when i cried nobody heard me. ”
“ i’m sorry that i come as an expired body, already worn and already unbecoming. ”
“ yesterday i almost told you everything. ”
“ shit happens in storms and we’re just caught in the middle of one. ”
“ i want to be someone who isn’t a burden. ”
“ you’d find a way to make it my fault. ”
“ you push over sandcastles and tell me the ocean is the enemy. ”
“ the worst part is that you’ll never say you’re sorry. ”
“ i have trouble looking at you. ”
“ when i close my eyes i see who you used to be. ”
“ i guess i see you differently. ”
“ it would be weird to die naked anyway. ”
“ sometimes i wonder if it would be better to just sleep for a while. ”
“ i feel like i have no idea what i look like. ”
“ i look nothing like what i thought i did. ”
“ i feel faded from my own life. ��
“ i want to touch you or an open fire or whatever will hurt me. ”
“ i feel like i’m living in a loop where the end is coming. ”
“ i’m running out of time while i’m just sitting here. ”
“ is it possible to be terrified of death and at the same time a ghost who doesn’t care if they’re drowning”
“ i want to kiss you or cut you or kill myself. ”
“ at some point i realized i would never come first. ”
“ by then i was empty. ”
“ i had to beg you to come back. ”
“ it’s amazing how long you can convince yourself to wait for someone before you realize they aren’t coming.”
“ the bitterness is taking over again. ”
“ i feel like there are rats in my bloodstream, chewing out the good parts of me. ”
“ i keep waking up unable to breathe. ”
“ i could never be honest with you about what i was feeling. ”
“ i stripped myself down to weeds. ”
“ you need to see yourself as winning. ”
“ it just hurts, i guess. that you still mean a lot to me. ”
“ welcome to the world of consequences. ”
“ i gave you something and you destroyed it. ”
“ i wish you knew how to take responsibility for your actions. ”
“ don’t look at me like that. ”
“ you took everything you wanted. ”
“ did you really think you’d get away with it ”
“ i know you wanted it to be different. ”
“ you threw yourself at others because for a second the idea of love could silence the rest of it.”
“ how many people did you hurt just because you could ”
“ you pushed them away and now you’re sad they won’t come crawling back. ”
“ biting the knife eventually cuts your tongue. ”
“ all you wanted was a happiness that didn’t taste of blood. ”
“ it is an odd thing to get over what hasn’t been. ”
“ chew off the parts of yourself that refuse to callus and instead keep bleeding. ”
“ the wound won’t close because the wound shouldn’t have opened. ”
“ there is so rarely an ending before a beginning. ”
“ the snake in my veins eats me. ”
“ i would have chewed my own heart out if it meant feeding you. ”
“ people are mirrors. ”
“ i wasn’t good enough and the blood in me is dry already. ”
“ i have all these plans but my hands are a paper cup and my dreams leak on out the bottom.”
“ opportunities bang on my window and i wave at them as they pass by. ”
“ i sit here wondering why i can’t argue myself into moving. ”
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Gou blinked, just looking at the broad shoulders of the volleyball player.
unprompted! / @sharedpractice.
he’s twirling a pencil in between fingers, eyes focused on the plans in front of him. akaashi wasn’t here yet, and bokuto should ( as a captain should ) focus on some team plans. despite common thinking, he does put in effort into being captain for his team. even if his mood-swings were wild and unreliable, bokuto tries very hard to be a good captain. he stills, feeling eyes resting on his back, and a thousand and one thoughts run through his head. a ghost? is akaashi mad? a mad ghost? he slowly turns his head, ( as far as he could before finding eyes resting on him ) and he lets out a breathe. it’s not a ghost – not that he believed in ghosts, he totally didn’t believe in ghosts. yah ! and akaashi wasn’t here watching so he sits down his paperwork, stretching his arms out before walking over to the other, “—” he doesn’t know what to say, so he just waves in her face. “redhead-chan, redhead-chan! is everything okay?” there had to be a reason she was looking at him, “i didn’t sit in your spot or anything did i?”
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