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#18

A MEME I LOST || @visactoris​

“I think… you’re hiding something.” / dashiell & jesse

“ this is the ultimate rematch ... ”   shoyo’s fists clenched, palms sweaty like that one super funny american meme, minus the spaghetti.   “ last time was a fluke! but this time .... this time! ” shoyo waved his clenched fists around, the frustration and pain of his failure during finals a humiliating memory in his mind. and to think he’d got them all right too!!! GAHH!! failure wasn’t an option this time! besides --   “ it’s a battle of wits! of strength! of filling in the test answers correctly! i’m gonna beat you! ”

BTVS STARTERS

     kenma’s hiding.

     which is to say, kenma is strategically positioned in a corner pressed up against the wall in one of the changing rooms where he can’t be easily seen from the door. mostly he’s hiding from kuroo, or yaku or someone that kuroo might send to find him, because if kuroo finds him he might make kenma practice more, which is horrible, or he might send kenma home, which is nearly as bad because it’s absolutely freezing outside and therefore if kenma steps outside he will die.

     he was practicing. he was even working with lev, headache-inducer that he is. but he could feel the telltale signs creeping up on him even as he positioned set after set, the dragging feeling in his limbs, the shortness of breath, the pressure in his head from more than just lev’s too-enthusiastic voice. the ill feeling mingles with the sweat turning cold on his skin and gives him an all-over clammy sensation that he’s pulled his hoodie on over his t-shirt to combat.

     when, inevitably, the door widens and footsteps approach his corner, kenma buries his face deeper in his hoodie at first, as if that will render him more visible. but alas, life is not that kind. when he does peek his eyes out, though, it’s pants he sees, not bare legs and gym shorts, and he follows the sight up to see -- not kuroo, after all.

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               “So, give me a crash course in GHOST POKÉMON, kid.”  He leans back on his heels, staring down at him with a friendly grin, brow peaked in silent inquiry. The youngest of their leaders was also among one of the greatest mysteries to him : didn’t usually have enough time to really try reaching out, but he’d be lying if he didn’t say he was impressed by him.  “Everyone has a reason they’re drawn to a specific type, right? Must be somethin’ about them that you really love.”  There are a great many people who found ghost pokémon unsettling ... Raihan himself is not one of them, that much is definitely clear. His curiosity is genuine.