#deviridian

amane takes a breath, taking a step back as his brother steps forward. 

“ ... tsukasa, that’s not funny. “ his voice is weak, already exhausted from their games. hands grip the knife as he tries desperately to tell himself to let it go. put it away. what was he even thinking ? why did he even grab it in the first place ? what is going on ... ?

a shaky breath escapes amane as he glances back up at tsukasa, watching him wearily. 

                           with  one  last  stroke  of  her  paint  brush,  gloria  blows  gently  on  top  of  the  ghoulish  mask.  yes...  perfect!  ❝  there  we  go!  all  done.  how’s  that,  allister?  ❞    her  accent  is  perkier  than  usual,  proud  that  her  arts  and  crafts  skills  were  able  to  help  out  a  good  friend.  the  brunette  smiles.  ❝  i  managed  to’fix  the  crack  and  make  it  look  good  as  new.  ❞

❛ oy. . .what are you doing out here idiot? you’re going to catch a damn cold, ❜  his voice is beyond irritated, and his face seems to show it. that’s nothing unusual. he tends to get irritated easily when it comes to tetsuya. the idiot was always off doing something. using his lack of presence to disappear right under the rest of the team’s noses only for kagami to have to track him down later. stepping into the light from the darkness, warm up clothes covering his seirin high uniform, he eyes his teammate with a curious albeit slightly annoyed gaze. they had just finished a game, and here kuroko was practicing even more. kagami knew about dedication but this was getting ridiculous, ❛  c’mon. Everyone else is waiting for us. grab the ball and let’s go. ❜

ℳ     .    ❛   i am not the same person i was 18 minutes ago.  ❜     ━━━━  @deviridian​​   .  tetsuya

𝙼𝚄𝚁𝙰𝚂𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙰  𝙳𝙾𝚄𝙱𝚃𝙴𝙳  𝙺𝚄𝚁𝙾𝙺𝙾  𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙽𝚃  it  literally  ━━━━━━  one  could  hardly  change  so  fast,  however,  Atsushi  had  an  inkling  of  what  would  promt  the  shorter  male  to  say  such  a  thing    ;    and  to  sound  so  exhausted.  ❛              Eeh?  That's  not  possible,  Kuro-chin~                ❜    There  was  only  one  person  who  could  have  Kuro-chin  sounding  like  that  in  Murasakibara's  humble  opinion  and  that  was  none  other  than  Kise  Ryouta.  ❛              Where  does  Kise-chin  want  you  to  go  with  him  now?                ❜    he  asked  after  he  swallowed  the  last  of  his  maiubo    ;      he  might  have  to  go  buy  more  snacks  soon.  They  all  loved  Kise  ━━━━━━━━  at  least,  Murasakibara  did,  but  he  could  agree  that  the  blond  was  a  bit  too  much    ;    like  a  hyperactive  puppy  and  more  often  than  not,  Atsushi  was  left  exhausted  just  by  looking  at  Kise.  

The bundle of wood she was carrying in her arms was dropped onto the ground, and she froze, staring off into the distance. Her eyes were wide and glistening, as she noticed a young boy standing near the edge of the treeline. What had her so stunned, was the all-too familiar head of hair he had and the structure of his face.

The first thing that came to her mind was spoken, tone brimming with disbelief.