#fuck it i am not tagging the whole of johzenji just

[kimbapisnotsushi]

arbitrary-not-arbitrary list of hq characters who would totally bop to "why do i" by set it off x hatsune miku:

tsukishima (it gets stuck in his head ONE time and he loops it repeatedly until he manages to shake it out like water out of his ears)

daishou (privately he considers it THE song he would have put on replay back when mika broke up with him but he does not plan on ever telling her that)

tendou (because he's always been a miku fan since day one)

semi by extension of tendou

goshiki by extension of being into everything his upperclassmen are

kyoutani

bessho

komi (it pumps him up for workouts)

lev (obviously)

the entirety of johzenji, who are absolutely the assholes who blast a song and scream along to it in public

(except jiri and tsuchiyu i love them)

aran

[watevermelon]

Expectations | Shirabu Kenjirou x Reader

✧ Summary: Having attended Shiratorizawa Academy from junior high, you were familiar with most of the students in your year. They were average, nothing special — until a certain vbc setter, from god knows whatever small town junior high he crawled out of, changed up your world. -> Tag: maybe language cause it’s shirabu; fluff and jealousy + slight angst

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Shirabu Kenjirō was a living, breathing pillar of salt. And it was rightly so. He was the friend, the shoulder to cry on, and the person that everyone viewed as reliable. This was not entirely a bad thing, since he was viewed as much more dependable than others. And this idea was not limited to volleyball. But being placed in that category separated him from the very people who put him there. The girls viewed him as, at most, a friend. He was the king and leader of the friend zone.

It was the end of his second-year and he would soon be taking over as captain of the boys’ volleyball team. He justified lack of love life on the fact that he had bigger things to focus on. And after their crushing defeat, Shirabu reasoned that Shiratorizawa needed a focused captain to lead them to victory.

But the road to triumph was… rather lonely.

Shirabu had his team with him one-hundred percent and silently appreciated them for their confidence and own unfailing determination (he won't admit out loud!) But it seemed like he was surrounded by couples. His kouhai, Goshiki Tsutomu, found comfort in another first-year that was a regular on the women's volleyball team. 

Couples were disgusting.

Of course, majority of the members of the male volleyball were single. Ushijima was a super volleyball idiot and his focus seemed to never stray from the sport. But even with his cinnamon roll personality, the female base of Shiratorizawa seemed to flock to him. He was undoubtedly very handsome and tall. His grades were well above average and his fan club was incredibly prominent. Ushijima had all the makings of a great man and was noticed as such by a large pool of the student body. The difference was that Ushijima was willingly single.

Shirabu, deep in the non-explored depths of his heart, wanted to be noticed like his Senpai. When playing volleyball, Shirabu strived to be the type of setter that went by unnoticed and drew out the strength of his ace. And he knew the consequences of such. But still. He was the main setter on a highly prominent team and his skills are not hard to notice.

Maybe it was his rough personality? Pft. He would never change that for a person, no matter how special.

Shirabu was above average height and had amazing grades in a prestigious powerhouse. What wasn’t there to like? His sense of style was trendy and he was complimented on his clothes more than once. He as not too preppy like Goshiki and not too wild like Tendou. Was it his looks? His bangs were unusual, but they weren't as bad as coconut-head/bowl/Goshiki. Since entering adolescence, he failed to ever break-out and was blessed with marvelous clear skin. On more than one occasion, he would stare at the mirror and truly wonder just why.

Why was no one interested?

Enter you.

You attended Shiratorizawa in both middle and high school. Coming from a wealthy family, there was nothing standing in your way. You were fairly popular and had seen the multiple personalities flit through your advanced classes. And in your first-year came Shirabu, an outsider to Shiratorizawa from a lower-class middle school. After being in the system for three-years, you knew almost everyone and seeing a new face was refreshing.

From the very start, you wanted to bet to know him more. But he was incredibly reclusive and mysterious to the general student body. Nobody could answer your questions. Well. Nobody except a certain Salami and volleyball idiot. You shared an advanced statistics class with the two third-year volleyball players in your first year and from them you were able to peer more and more into the life of Shirabu Kenjirō.

“Why do you want to know, (F/N)-chan?” Tendou instigated, “You have a crush on him?”

“Please, Salami calm down.” He raised his hands and gasped, “Come on. There isn’t a single person in this school who I don’t know and suddenly nobody knows anything about him?”

“He is smart and adaptable.” Ushijima chimed in.

“And a little shit, that’s for sure.” Tendou stated. You rolled your eyes and returned your attention back to the statistics teacher. Sure, you wanted to learn more. But this class was hella hard and you still needed good grades. Eventually, you were able to gradually acquire more information and Kenjirō. You learned that he was the only player from the boys’ volleyball team to not get into Shiratorizawa with a sports scholarship. Instead, he got in on his own accord through the arduous exams and good grades.

The more you discovered, the more you liked him.

Shirabu had a work ethic that you hadn't seen in a while. Being in this particular school-system for so long ruined your perception of it. You perceived most of your classmates to have a truly pretentious or judgmental personality, but showing to be as sweet as honey to your face. Of course they wanted to be your friend, who wouldn't with your last name?

He hadn't.

Shirabu was straight-forward with a tongue laced with salt. Sign you the fuck up!

He had no qualms about talking back to you and you looked forward to your daily banter with an odd smile. It was strange. You could get any nice, sweet boy in the whole school. But what was the point if they didn't mean it? Shirabu was honest - a trait that should never be given up, even if it offended others. You would rather have someone give you genuine advice - even if it was mostly mean - rather than an empty friendship.

You had majority of the same classes together for the second year in a row. And you were the only person who would had the immediate desire to sit next to Shirabu as a partner. You silently viewed him as a friend, but there was always this barrier that you could never get over for your friendship to deepen. His time was always dedicated to volleyball. And you did not play any sports anymore.

You watched the volleyball team's crushing defeat to Karasuno and the heartbreak it caused to so many people, Shirabu included. The women's team was resorted to tears and you could not even look at the men for too long. Reon and Semi were so sweet and you wished you could protect them for all the bad in the world. You had never seen Shirabu cry before.

Shirabu... He seemed to only display emotion around his team. And this made sense since those were the people that he was closest too. The rare occasion you had seen his smile was when you had watched a game. They had an overwhelming victory against Johzenji High and you spotted the small grin on Shirabu after he scored the winning point. Your heart could barely take it. You only wished that he showed that side more to you...

He was friendly, but distant enough for you to want more. Shirabu was not cold to you and his harsh chitchat did not hold any true malice behind his words. But he never opened up to you. You wanted to learn more about him personally and if you wanted to, you would have to pry and almost force him to speak. He would give curt answers and then be done with the conversation. But, on more than one occasion, you would spot him typing away on his phone. It was no secret that the boys’ and girls’ volleyball team were fairly close and had a groupchat shared amongst them. You silently wondered if he was texting a girl from the team.

That thought had you instantly deflated and made you wondering if you ever had a chance with Shirabu. You were not one to be easily defeated, but with every brief conversation and blank expression he gave you, you considered giving up altogether. This happened around Valentine’s Day of your first-year. Shirabu was abnormally delighted and even smiled in the classroom at someone’s joke. You figured that sure, it was the day of love and he probably had something lined up for himself and his significant other – that was why he was so happy. And it hurt your heart. He smiled, but it was never because of you.

From there forward, you tended to avoid him to evade the imminent heartache every time you saw him. This was hard since you literally sat next to each other in most classes, but something entirely doable. You would leave the classroom immediately after class, show up right before it started, and not initiate conversation. It was always you that had previously opened up discussion, so when you had stopped there was little to none at all.

Shirabu caught up to your change and silently questioned it. On multiple occasions, you would catch him observing you from the corner of your eye and you silently hoped he would not question you outloud. Within a week, he was ready to corner you.

You were at your locker right after class, ready to pack-up and head over to photography club. He was silently bounding towards you and when you closed the locker he was standing right-there before your eyes.

“Did I do something to offend you?” He asked the moment your locker closed.

“No…” You stated haphazardly, clutching your backpack.

“You’re never his quiet or shy.” He noted, “Did something else happen?”

“I have to get to photography club…” Shirabu put his arm on the locker and blocked your exit. He was tall and there was no way you could out-run him, you were trapped.

“Don’t lie. We know it starts in twenty-minutes. You might be on the executive board, but you have a lot of time.” He sighed out, locking to the ceiling and then back to you. “Why are you ignoring me?”

“… Am I your friend, Shirabu?”

“Of course.” He did not hesitate to answer. “And it’s Kenjirō.”

“What?”

“Call me by my first name.”

“Oh.” You paused and let the name roll of your tongue, “Then you should call me by my first name too, Kenjirō-kun.” His eyes widened at the added suffix and a rosy dust covered his cheeks.

“Was that it?” He asked, “Come on, (F/N). That’s an immature reason to ignore me.”

“How was I supposed to know?” You questioned, “It never seems like you actually want to talk to me.”

“I’m talking to you now.”

“Outside of this!” You were beyond frustrated, “Ugh I’m fine now go away.” You lightly pushed his arm, but he did not budge.

“As if that would convince me.”

“You are so annoying.” You commented, “You never initiated conversation. I thought I was just bothering you.”

His gaze on you softened and you could not break the eye-contact, “You’re an idiot.” He teased and then ruffled your hair. That was the first time he had ever done physical-contact with you and you almost exploded then and there.

“I’m an idiot?” You repeated before walking away mid-sentence, “I’m hoping you treat your girlfriend better.”

He paused and let us hand drop down to grab your elbow before you go away. “Girlfriend? Where did this come up?”

“I thought…” Shit, you let that thought slip out-loud, “The men and women volleyball teams are close. And I’ve only ever seen you hang-out outside of class with them and those girls. I just assume...”

“You assumed wrong.” He quickly cut-off, “Ugh. What am I going to do with you?” He asked as he grabbed you into a hug. You returned the affection and you knew that a blush must have stained your face! And what was that question?

Shirabu continued, “So was that the real problem? You were jealous of my supposed ‘girlfriend?’” He laughed at his question and you were going to die from his smile. God it was so rare and you wished he graced you with it more!

“No! Don’t get too ahead of yourself!” You yelled back, but it was muffled against his chest. He leaned back to see your face and teased you for your embarrassed expression.

“You’re an idiot.” He laughed again.

Since then, your friendship with Kenjirō was gradually improving. But it seemed that there was this silent barrier that you could not overcome. You could talk about your problems, but not about his. And since then, he had not initiated any physical contact. If you ever brushed hands or simply leaned against him, he should shift away and pretend it never happened! Did you really make any progress?

Finals were coming up and that was giving you one last chance to spend time with Shirabu before the end of the schoolyear. Sure, you could always ask your father and he had the power to put you two in the same class again next year - But! Did you want to waste your last year together pinning after him?

Your study group was comprised of yourself, Shirabu, Kawanishi, and two people from his class. Kawanishi was in Class 5, which was also advanced, but he was so damn lazy! You saw his potential and only wished that he tried harder and quit fucking around.

The three other members of the group were missing that night and the two of you were left alone to grovel over English. Your English was better than Shirabu’s but the opposite could be said about history. You paired each other well and aided the other's faults.

You commented on this once jokingly, saying, "You complete me!" He simply rolled his eyes and brushed it off before continuing to study.

Damn. This boy cannot take a hint.

You attempted to show the boy your advances. But it seemed Shirabu would shut you down at every try, almost like he knew what you were doing and was firmly against it. A part of you considered backing down. He had made his intentions clear for two straight-years, maybe you should not waste another year on someone who obviously does not want your attention?

That thought last for a second before you waved it off. There was no one else you were even remotely interested in. If he said no, that’s fine. But you were probably not going to peruse anyone else.

Both you and Shirabu were spacing out from over-reading the textbook and happened to make eye contact. "What's on your mind?" You asked.

"Things you cannot understand."

"You really think that low of me?"

"No. I'm going to be the captain of the volleyball team in a few weeks."

"Wow."

"There's no way your pampered ass would get it."

"You think about my ass?" You teased, but he pretended to ignore the question. You spent enough time with him to notice the minute narrowing of his eyes and the slight curve in the corner of his left lip.

Damn, this boy had you bad.

"I'm sure you'll do fine, Kenjirō." You comforted, "You're very smart and reliable. I believe that your training won't betray you."

"Reliable..." He murmured. "That's exactly what I'm talking about."

"What do you mean?"

He scoffed at your question, "Exactly. You won't understand."

"Then explain it to me!" You exclaimed.

"Why should I?" He seemed just as inflamed.

"Because I care about you! You big, dumb, idiot!"

Shirabu paused before fully looking at you, surprise evident. "Well, everyone expects this idiot to be reliable and lead the team. But..."

"But...?"

"That's all that people expect from me. To be the smart one. To live to everyone's expectations and shoulder the border of living up to the name ''powerhouse.'" He was getting more agitated and louder with each word.

"Woah, calm down."

"I can't calm down! In a few weeks, I'll lose the ace that I've admired for years and majority of our regular team! How am I supposed to fill in their shoes when we're losing one of the top 3 spikers in the country?"

You had no shame in grabbing his chin and turning his full attention to you. "Listen here you idiot. Don't interrupt me! I said don't! I stopped sports, but I know this is something entirely inevitable. Your senpai's are moving onto the next phase of their lives, but it's not something you can stop or change. You have to accept the future and make the most out of it and I know you will. Shiratorizawa is not the only school with graduation. Your rivals and others will lose their precious third-years and its then will you be able to analyze them and attack. But you need to calm the fuck down."

Shirabu was hanging onto every word. Nodding at some parts and fully taking in what you were trying to convey. At the end of your speech, he pushed your hands away from his face with a slight rosy dust on his cheeks. No woman, outside of his mother, had ever done that to him before.

"You're a real pain, (F/N)." he started, "But thanks. I needed that."

"No problem, I just want you to know that I can be here for you." You extended your hand to cover his own on the desk.

His eyes latched onto your hand before he averted his gaze and attempted to pull his hand away. You kept a tight enough grip to keep it in place, but not enough to hurt. "Must you touch me so much?"

"You are such a tsundere, oh my god." You commented, "Of course, I had to like you."

He stilled and looked directly into your eyes, as if that would confirm your previous statement. "Are you really that surprised?" You asked. "You're really handsome and you have the type of personality that I find most attractive."

"Tsundere?" He joked.

"No. You're honest." You admitted, "You're not like the rest of them, who only see dollar signs when they see me. You've roasted my ass multiple times in class and I wouldn't have it any other way. You say the truth and don't sugar-coat your words for anyone."

"I like you." You simply stated. You watched the words seem to finally reach something in his mind and at this point he seemed to panic. He pulled his hand away and you did not hide your outward hurt. Shirabu made a lame excuse and quickly packed up his stuff to leave.

You never felt more sad and alone.

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Shirabu was freaking the fuck out. He wanted someone to notice him and it had to be you??? You were beautiful and nearly perfect in every way. Your beauty went beyond the physical level and you were blessed with intelligence and an even greater family tree.

None of this mattered to him before. You were his friend and classmate and probably the one person in class who did not endlessly irritate him. How could you possibly have feelings for him? He didn't deserve you, not a bit. He had an endless list of faults, including his knowingly sarcastic personality, and you were the friendliest person in school! No way. You could be happier with literally anyone else.

He could not deny all your positive traits, even though he made an effort to ridicule you. You were an overall amazing person and he could not deny his latent crush on you. But he had squashed it since your friendship was mostly comprised of friendly banter. You could never have feelings for him, he previously thought. So he would rather treasure your friendship and watch you from the sideline.

However, Shirabu had to admit that it was a dick move of him just to leave you there after your confession. He was usually the type to speak his mind and your feelings must have blinded his brain. He set-out to clear the air and admit why.

In class the next day, you were nowhere to be found and refused to respond to calls and texts. Seeing you so affected, Shirabu could not help but feel like a huge ass. He owed you big-time, but he had to start somewhere: an apology. Shirabu had to clear the air and make it known that he appreciated your affections, even if he had to deny them. He was not above annoying you and did such continually.

Knocking on your dorm room, he showed up right at your front door.

Shirabu heard movement inside, but not closer to the door. He called your phone again and heard the ringtone go off from within, just for you to mute it. He knocked about eleven more times before you opened the door.

"What do you want?!" You asked as you swung the door open with full force.

"To clear the misunderstanding, (F/N)."

"God, you are so annoying. Did you know that?"

"You are too. Now hear me out, you crazy."

"Excuse me?!"

"Please." You sighed and moved aside for him to enter and he did such. He uncharacteristically took your hand and guided you to sit-down on your bed.

He paused, as if to fully think about his words, before sitting next to you. "You need someone who has time for you."

"What?"

"I'll be the captain soon and I do not want to disappoint anyone. I'll be busy and unable to be the proper boyfriend."

"Is that your only complaint to this relationship?"

"No."

"What else?"

"You deserve someone who can make you happy."

You gave a small laughed and asked, "Who says you don't already make me happy?"

He stared at your for a moment before asking, "What?"

"I don't want someone who you think will make me happier with kind words or bullshit. I want someone honest." You candidly admitted, "And we are friends already. I know you're dedicated to volleyball and I don't want that to change. I already know how you are and that’s why I like you more than anyone else. You alone can make me happy. For someone smart, why is this so hard for you to understand?"

He sputtered, unable to give a cohesive reply and for once you saw be great Shirabu struggle over his usually articulate words.

"Wait." You realized that he had multiple complaints about this relationship before you interrupted him. "Just be straight with me. Do you have feelings for me?"

It was at this moment that Shirabu had the clearest view of you. You were in the closest proximity than ever before, sharing a seat on your bed! He could gaze clearly into your eyes and sense the distress and vulnerability from your previous words. He stretched the silence and you took that as a rejection. He immediately rectified the situation by grabbing your hand and placing a light kiss at the top.

"I never thought you were interested in me." He admitted, "I thought I was deep in the friend zone. So I would have rather kept your friendship than risked ruining it."

"You're an idiot." You smiled grabbing his wrist to pull him closer. He obliged and allowed you to place a light kiss on his cheek.

"Now will you be my boyfriend or will I have to convince you?" You whispered in his ear to tease him and could literally see the shiver go down his back as he stiffened.

When you pulled away, his eyes were half-lidded and you silently wondered if his dominant attitude translated romantically.

You didn't have to wonder long since he returned the favor and went even further, nibbling your ear lightly before placing butterfly kisses around your neck. "Maybe you'll have to convince me."

You laughed before wrapping your arms around his neck, quickly taking command and enveloping his lips against your's. However, you did not have it for long and the setter was quick to flip the positions and hover over you. He gave one his rare smiles and you felt one breaking out across you'rs, stretching from ear to ear. Shirabu, who was in no rush, descended back down to your silky lips - noses bumping and hands fisting into each other's hair. His grip was firm, but not tight enough to hurt. You moaned, unintentionally, and he took that as an invitation to lick the entrance to your cavern. You parted your lips quickly, eager to feel his tongue against yours. The rest of the day went by ignored, the two of you enveloped in each other's affection with not a single care in the world.

[bakatenshii]

𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖕𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖍𝖖 𝖇𝖔𝖞𝖘

⇢ a tag game! choose 4 (or less) schools and describe what type of relationship (platonic or romantic) you’d have with 1-2 characters from those schools!

tagged by resident Asahi fucker miss Alli (〃∀〃)ゞ @watermelonsugawara

ps this was discussed con mis amigas porque I don’t think I have a good gauge on what I’m actually like to interact with cos my perception of myself is wonky

Aoba Johsai ♡︎ Oikawa Tooru

Alexa, play Man in the Mirror. I have been nominated, appointed, and crowned Oikawa kin by all my friends and the more the days go on the more I see it. A W or an L? You decide. Either way our levels of pettiness and vanity is simply unmatched. Charcuterie boards on sunny afternoons, champagne bars to get that bubbly type bitchy, we’d be on that twin flame type beat. Oikawa and I will fight for the title of the Worst God Complex holder, and I’ll let him win (only because he let me win the Biggest Brat Award.)

Oikawa and I wouldn’t date, but we might fuck for bants, and if we fuck we’re definitely setting up a camera with some good professional lights and an over the top setting because why waste the energy if we don’t create art to admire afterwards?

Inarizaki ♡︎ Miya Atsumu

Truly a case of Cunt vs. Cunt— place your bets now, a fiver a ticket. This whole friendship is just a running gag of who can make the other cry first; it consists purely and only of us being absolutely foul to each other in every way imaginable. Deep down we’re both glad there’s someone there to match out disgusting toxic energy, and even deeper down you might find a hint of appreciation for each other. But you won’t find that until about six feet under.

Absolutely would not date this man, but definitely the one that friends beg us to fuck because they’re sick of our constant fighting and thinks it’ll ease the tension. It doesn’t and it won’t; may fuck drunk on accident and it’s always better than we’d like to admit.

Johzenji ♡︎ Terushima Yuuji

Here we are lads; the Disaster Duo, the Chaos Cunts— Yuuji and I get on like a house on fire, and by that I mean, quite literally we may set a house on fire. God forbid we meet; his fearless cocky attitude meets my obnoxious enabler ass topped off with his balls of steel? A global red alarm, the earth as we know it will implode. Fuck Jesus turning water into wine, Yuuji and I’ll be turning the Pacific, Atlantic, and whatever other oceans into pure moonshine. (don’t ask us to name them, neither of us took an Academic Major) It’s sexy, and truly the best way to Apocalypse Now.

FWB galore, but also I am his best wingwoman. The amount of texts and sexts I’ve ghost-written for him puts Drake’s ghost-writer to shame. This is 100% based off of real experience and I apologize for all the girls I’ve hurt for my friends.

Nekoma ♡︎ Kozume Kenma

This isn’t purely delusional, I promise. I may be a walking hazard for everyone around me when I’m out and about, but that applies only when I leave the house. Don’t let this list fool you, if I had a dick I’d probably be an incel, and that’s on my record-breaking levels of laziness. I don’t do mornings, don’t do exercising, don’t practice self love in the sense of eating my 5 a day or sommat. I stay curled up in bed binging manga for 8 hours straight then proceed to take out my pent-up energy on shitty teammates in game.

I just think Kenma and I could have a very domestic, peaceful lazy relationship lounging round together. Also we’d share clothes; look me in the eye and tell me this effortlessly stylish manchild owns anything smaller than an XL. RT that Kenma baby, me too.

tags: @blahkugo , @theygottheircages , @sugardaddykenma , @bokutobabie , @sadwentz , @undermattsun , @lookslikeleese , @rat-suki , @pomsuki , @joyousandverywarlike , @pomsuki , @pleasantanathema , @obscureamor , @lovingsuna , @closetdegen

[whats-her-quirk]

𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚚 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜

⇢ a tag game! choose 4 (or less) schools and describe what type of relationship (platonic or romantic) you’d have with 1-2 characters from those

I’m over the moon for the tag @joyousandverywarlike thank you so much 🤍 also basically borrowing your formatting because it’s beautiful

🏐Karasuno

Tsukishima: we’re the model “won’t you two just kiss already?” couple. He intimidates me at first but when he finally picks on me for something, I don’t take it lying down. We become the kind of friends/enemies that are constantly snarky with each other, and we swear we hate each other but everyone can see the tension between us. In the middle of a heated argument we get so caught up in it that we kiss and everyone around is like “fucking finally.”

Sugawara: we’re the shy wildcards who are up for pretty much any shenanigans. Nobody else wants to skinny dip? We’ll be the only two who do it. Someone makes an offhand comment about how funny it would be to steal a broken street sign? Catch Suga and I hauling it home. We’re into mischief and have really no shame. We’ve also probably fucked a couple times for the hell of it because why not?

🏐Nekoma

Kuroo: These headcanons take place in different universes so I can date more than one of them but Kuroo and I are that couple who are so disgustingly into each other that everyone is sick of us. We’re constantly posting selfies together, attached at the hip, a little too into PDA. We have nothing but good things to say about each other and will go on and on about the other if you let us. Finish each other’s sentences, the whole 9 yards.

Lev: we judge people together, full stop. We’re the biggest gossips but we keep it just between the two of us because we want to contain our web of knowledge so that people will trust us with their juicy secrets. We’re the bffs where “I won’t tell anyone” means “I won’t tell anyone but my bff.” Lots if whispers between us and lots of low key spying to try and get the lowdown on everything that’s going on.

🏐Fukurodani

Akaashi: study buddies til the end. In school/college we’re pulling all nighters together when necessary, making flash cards and quizzing each other, and proofreading each other’s essays. We both thrive in academic settings and even if it’s quiet we’re able to get this really great flow going that keeps us motivated, whether it’s school projects or creative personal work, too.

Bokuto: we’re the pop culture hoes. We’re always screaming about tv shows we’ve watched and gushing over characters we like. We go see the movies everyone’s talking about together and then get in intense discussions analyzing them afterward. We both hold unnecessarily strong opinions about art and media and will get into friendly arguments about what the actual best character redemption arc is on multiple occasions.

🏐Johzenji

Terushima: I have a big fat crush on him but I’m terrified to talk to him until one day his extroverted ass decides to adopt my introverted one. He drags me out to parties and introduced me to people, forces me out of my shell, and is just generally a menace that I am somehow responsible for now. I end up having to keep him out of trouble and the closer friends we become I realize how much I actually wouldn’t want to date him no matter how hot his piercings are.

I’ve done so many tag games tonight I have no idea who to tag without bothering everyone but I’ll try a few @rivendell101 @janellion @anianimol @strawbirb @karasunosimp and any else who wants to!

[thenon-fictiondays]

F A N D O M  F U N

RULES: Choose any three fandoms (in random order) and answer the questions, then tag 10 people you want to know better. 

Tagged by @purenguyening. thank you for always making me feel like people actually care about my life lolol

Tagged: @/fam gang squad club; don’t feel like tagging all of you individually lmao. And since I’m being lazy, anyone else who sees this can have at it too, just say I tagged you if you don’t wanna look like you just took it lol

Three Fandoms:  

Ace Attorney/DGS

Haikyuu!!

Ballroom e Youkoso

The First Character You Loved:

Phoenix Wright

everyoneSugawara Koushi

Hanaoka Shizuku

The Character You Never Expected To Love So Much:

Maya Fey

also everyone seriously how am I supposed to answer this

Tatara. He was cute at first, but I had no idea he was gonna turn out to be a savage

The Character You Relate To The Most: -

Apollo Justice. That boy’s life is a hot mess and his only remaining fucks go towards making sure his hair looks good

I’m a mix of the worst parts of Tsukishima, Yachi, and Kenma. Basically I should be blonde. Lol. To be more specific, I have Tsukki’s saltiness and lack of willingness to put effort into anything in which I can’t be the best; Yachi’s anxiety, and Kenma’s constant state of exhaustion, not knowing how to interact with people, and wanting to go home

Personality wise, I’m probably most like Chinatsu, but I also relate to Shizuku’s feeling like she’s always being left behind. Also, Akira’s thirst and blatant gayness is pretty relatable

The Character You’d Slap:

Godot. There are plenty of other baddies who are getting what they deserve but this dude deserves a slap for the sexism

Terushima. NO MEANS NO BITCH

Tatara’s dad. He doesn’t seem like a bad dude, but he needs a bit of a wake up call. I mean, your kids competing in ballroom dance competitions. that’s not something you can do subtly. Get a clue, dude. Also, where did you think he was that whole week he was off at training camp?

Three Favorite Characters (in order of preference):

don’t make me rank them *hisses* Asougi Kazuma, Ema Skye, Mia Fey

don’t. make. me. rank. them Sugawara Koushi, Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru

Hanaoka Shizuku, Hiyama Chinatsu, Hongou Chizuru

A Character You Liked At First, But Don’t Anymore: (edit: “you liked at first but don’t like them as much anymore”)

hnnngrh this is pretty hard for me. I guess I’ll say AJ Phoenix Wright (which is probably the entire fandom tbh). OOC and also kind of a dick

I honestly can’t think of anyone I dislike (except that johzenji fucker). none of them have betrayed any trust I put into them.

Hmm this is kind of hard. I’ll say Sengoku just because he needs to drink a little respecting women juice. I also have mixed feelings about Idogawa, because her backstory made me sympathetic for her, but she needs to stand up for herself a little

A Character You Didn’t Like At First But Do Now:

Rayfa. She was an annoying little brat at first, but once we got more development and backstory I signed the adoption forms

I think we all hated Oikawa at first, but we also all love him now.

Gaju. At first I thought he was an obnoxious jerk, but after the Tenpei Cup arc he became really supportive of Tatara and more respectful of Mako

Three OTPs:

Wrightworth, Asoryuu, Haosusa

yikes there’s so many but uhh Daisuga, Iwaoi, Bokuaka/Tsukkiyama/Kiyoyachi/Kagehina DONT MAKE ME PICK

tbh I don’t really have any bey ships (which is weird for me bc I’m a huge dirty shipper lol). I guess low-key Chinatsu/Shizuku would make a pretty attractive pair.... *shrugs*

again thank you for tagging me in this!