#cogitantiium

[villagerbee-a]

            “ Kei-san... ” Her concern was GENTLE VOICED ; she hasn’t seen him become so irritated in a long time. ( Perhaps something was on his mind? ) “ You... h-haven’t been yourself lately --- have you been eating well? Are you getting enough sleep..? ” // @cogitantiium

[crowxnourrissant-blog]

“You know, my demon bitch thing has a special place in my heart.”

Sentence Starters based on random comments on Youtube | Accepting

        “I...” The words started but they trailed off just as quickly as Suga’s face pulled down into a slight frown. “I’m not sure I actually want to know. Please don’t summon any demons, Tsukishima.” Nodding his head a bit, he patted the blond’s shoulder and kept walking. Really he should learn not to listen too hard when walking by the younger team members. Yet here he was. 

[effodiiunt]

☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse — 

It wasn’t even that bad of a storm, not really.

They’d both considered ducking out and facing the rain at some point, as torrential as it was it had to beat being stuck in the gym waiting for it to inevitably stop. He’d been planning on lock up and heading right home when it’d started but, well, once it had it seemed foolish to try and go out in it, although time went on that was starting to feel like enough of a risk.

That was, of course, until a rather loud clap of thunder boomed right overhead, rattling the windows and eliciting a rather alarmed yelp from the elder of the two, causing him to drop the keys he’d been holding onto the gym floor. Another resounding crack and the lights in the gym went out, making any thoughts of leaving seem a little less safe. Which meant the two of them were stuck together in the dark gym alone until the storm passed-

-wonderful.

“Well, I-I, ah....I guess neither of us is leaving, then.”

[pinchprided-blog]

"Happy birthday, Tadashi." A cd with a small bow taped to it is awkwardly held out towards him, full of new songs that he thought Yamaguchi might enjoy.

            ❛❛     Oh, you noticed   ??     ❜❜     It’s the CD he’s been eyeing for the past two months. His own ALLOWANCE has been tight   ;   any money he has saved has been spent on volleyball gear. He takes the CD, prodding at the bow   &   chuckling softly to himself. It’s a nice    ��(     &   very cute     )     detail. Yamaguchi can just imagine Tsukki’s internal STRUGGLE on whether to add the bow or not– Possibly embarrassed or unsure of the gesture.     ❛❛     Thanks, Tsukki… You really are the BEST FRIEND a guy could ask for.     ❜❜

     //     @cogitantiium

[cxtdaddy-blog]

“You’ve been sniffling for ten minutes. Just blow your nose!”

Sickness Sentence Starters

        Determination was the only thing keeping him from actually blowing his nose. Well that and laziness. Or determination to be lazy. Whatever the case, instead of actually doing as Tsukishima requested, he simply flopped against his side and whined a little. Another sniffle came from him as he tilted his face up to look at the obviously displeased male. 

“Get the tissues for me please? Pretty pleeeeaaase?” 

[tiemao-blog1]

☁ (let's get this gay ball rolling hmmm)

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---  ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them .  | Accepting. |

     Rain cascaded from the sky and onto the pavement, drenching passerby’s and the world around two particular people trying to escape.          “ Its not that bad....!” huffed a cat, hoping they could make it back to his place quickly.      Really the rain had come out of no where, a perfectly sunny day ruined; at least to Kuroo who wasn’t particular fond of getting caught in the rain and with no umbrella. 

            “ But, it’d be nice if you picked up the pace.     My place is right around the corner. so we can dry off pretty quick.”  

   Almost minutes later the pair were standing at the door as Kuroo fussed around for his keys, scowling lightly when at first he didn’t succeed and the comments he received from behind, a drenched crow seemingly irritated but somehow, still having the energy to make comments. ‘ old man...’ Was the jist of what Tetsurous ears caught on. 

       “ This old man is ready to leave you out here,                  its just water---right?~”    Knees bending down and hands reaching out---digits scratched the edge of cement and snagged a spare key. Jutting it in the lock, jiggling  to doorknob to push his way in. Kuroo wasn’t really going to leave Tsukishima out in the rain, he wasn’t that cruel of a man to allow him to muster up a cold, which he hoped neither of them would catch. Nontheless the door was left ajar as a cat made himself easily comfortable, throwing shoes to the side and shaking off a wet jacket.               “ HMmm...” He hums. Optics of gold scanning the room and glancing back to Tsukishimma.  “---Ill grab you some spare clothes and heat up some tea.        Unless you prefer something else?”  he babbled away as feet led him down the hallway. 

[ofmonsoonsandhurricanes-blog]

@cogitantiium

             All he’d wanted was to go and grab a new charging cable after his own was borrowed permanently by Hanamaki ( why the other teen hadn’t just gone out and bought a replacement, he’d never know... ) but now he was waiting impatiently for some stupidly tall guy to get on with his business and get out from in front of the charger section. Eventually he finally spoke up, “Hey, could you, uh... please move over a little? I need to get a charger here...” He refused to look up though, feeling the other’s height remind him that he still had a ways to go until he was taller than Oikawa.

[ushijiwa-blog]

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Send me ‡ for my character's reaction to yours climbing into bed with mine.

              the last thing he expected (aside from Tsukishima actually agreeing to spend a night in his home) was for his door to creak open in the middle of the night and light footsteps to make their way into his bedroom .                     he acted on his instinct , sitting up and turning toward the door , a silent question in the air .

            it was answered by the shut of the door , taking the dim light with it , and made his way toward the bed . he stood in silence , the two simply looking at each other before he seemed to understand . Wakatoshi moved over , making room for the other to join him .                   the spot was taken , the warmth of Tsukishima filling in against his side , under the blanket and lightly pressed into him .

           he exhaled , moving just a bit , enough to be in a position where he would be comfortable laying down , simply enjoying the silent company of the blocker .

[croukai-blog]

@cogitantiium is that even japanese

          nah.

[villagerbee-a]

Kisses her cheek~

          RETALIATES by giving him a kiss !!!

[mitiscantent-blog]

"Hey Asahi, how does it feel to be a cradle robber?"

   “ Kei please -”           he turned his head , avoiding his gaze from the teasing male . 

[effodiiunt]

“You look like shit.”

While the tone of the remark doesn’t surprise him, the fact that it’s been uttered in the first place certainly does. He was aware he probably wasn’t looking his best, he’d been having an incredibly rough week mentally and it was starting to show; he wasn’t even sure how long he’d managed to sleep the night before but he knew it wasn’t much, and frankly he’d been having a rather difficult time even getting back out of bed that morning, knowing he had a long practice ahead of him.

He didn’t figure it was enough to cause concern, though, it was probably a little obvious he wasn’t looking his best but he didn’t expect anyone to call him out on it. It takes a moment for him to gather himself, to figure out a proper response.

“Oh, well, that’s...I didn’t sleep well.” He finally manages, figuring that’s a pretty neutral response, adding a quiet laugh to try and diffuse any concern. “It’s fine, though, really, nothing I can’t handle.”

[sxyhigh-blog]

@cogitantiium liked for a starter!!

        As much as he didn’t want to, he knew he needed to ask his teammate for help. Yacchan was busy with her mom and wasn’t able to help him study. And their captain and vice captain had their own things to worry about. The only other smart person he knew was Tsukishima. 

        This more than likely wasn’t going to go well and he was prepared for that. But he had to try. At the very least he had to try. Sucking it up, he had both fists clenched by his side with his head held high. What he could be grateful was the fact that he wasn’t nearly as prideful as Kageyama. 

        His approach was more of an awkward stomp but he made it over to the male and was instantly bowing. Hopefully that would win him some favor. “Tsukishima! Will you please help me study!?” It came out as more of a shout, head still down and face directed at the ground. His eyes were squeezed shut and his hands were still clenched. 

[kuroomata]

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[tiemao-blog1]

@cogitantiium    Liked for a short starter!

        “ So, Is that your natural hair color?”            Kuroo questions in a light teasing tone. It had PIQUED his interest due            to the fact he had two players on his team who also dyed their hair            but also so he could TEASE the young crow blocker into conversation. 

[hootsandspikes-blog]

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7. First Kiss

          He wasn’t sure what he was trying to prove when it happened. Tsukishima’s words had managed to rile the Fukurodani captain up enough that he’d grabbed a hold of the blond’s shirt, seeming ready to deck him, but never quite getting there. Instead, better yet, he just... leaned in fast and pressed a sloppy kiss against the middle blocker’s lips. After doing so, he looked like he was out of breath, panting and huffing as he still seemed upset over what they were arguing about.

          Apparently his solution was, shut the guy up and you win the argument. Unfortunately, his approach to shutting Tsukishima up might not have been the best idea...