Gen Texts !

[1sts]

texting meme You’ve got your TFLN, you’ve got your sexting, now here’s the meme for all those gen texts, phone calls, voicemails, pictures of your cats, and whatever else your little heart can come up with, because who doesn't like a little old fashioned friendly texting. (Or enemy texting, if that's more your bag.) instructions: What it says on the tin! Leave a comment with your character, include preferences, a start, absolutely nothing or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.

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[vowlyball]

[Omg. Good thing he was a Virgo then.

Bokuto delicately lowered the crane, intent on picking up the fluffy penguin, so his answer was a bit distracted.]

Congratulations!

[Look he wasn't big into the astrology or astronomy stuff. He wasn't sure if that was an appropriate response or not, but if it was important to this guy, it would be important to Bokuto. Especially since this guy was going to give him a big old bag of coins if he won this penguin thing.]

[veteran_king]

It's not something you congratulate someone for, nanodayo.

[ A reprimand that isn't quite a reprimand because despite the over the top response, Shintarou preens just a little at it. He's used to having people make fun of him for it, so it's a rare thing indeed for someone who doesn't dismiss it or his lucky items, speaking of which he watches as the claw clamp onto a seemingly secure spot on the penguin (!) ]

[vowlyball]

But you're proud of it, aren't you?

[Considering it was one of the first things he had lead in with. Not 'why are you so loud' or 'why is your hair like that', which was a nice change of pace.

Gently, with a precision that seemed at odds with his carefree and careless demeanor, Bokuto started to drag the penguin along the bottom, closer to the drop box. Ah, almost, almost-!

But at the last second the crane jiggled slightly, the penguin toppling from the claw. Shrieking slightly in despair, Bokuto quickly went to the bag to get more coins.]

One more time! Just let me try one more time!

[veteran_king]

[ Mr. Waddles.....

His heart sinks along with the falling bird. ]

..........

[ Taped fingers clutch at the glass and he thinks, not for the first time, if he could just petition to buy the penguin from one of the cashiers at a marked up price. If only they'd let him.... ]

[vowlyball]

[It was rare for Bokuto to meet someone who took things worse than he did, and quickly, trying to cheer the other guy up, he patted his shoulder.]

Don't mind, don't mind! It usually takes a few tries! I get how the machine works now, and look! Your Mr. Penguin is closer to the chute!

[If only his teammates could see him now, trying to console someone else.]

[veteran_king]

[ Sadly, the patting is all too familiar and the reason why he doesn't automatically push off his hand. It takes him a few moments but he gathers himself up, and when he finally raises his head, green eyes darken with determination - that penguin was his. ]

Drag him in. No matter what it takes.

[vowlyball]

[That was a much better look, but kind of comical considering he was mostly just being an audience and moral support at this point. Luckily for them both, Bokuto was an unrepentant show off, and he wouldn't want to disappoint him.

He shot him a reckless grin, turning back to the machine.]

You don't have to tell me twice!

[Still, now that he thought about it-]

How come you're not doing this? Is it because of your fingers?

[veteran_king]

[ That question has him instantly looking over his taped fingers, making sure the tape was immaculate as usual before pushing up his glasses looking back at him with keen eyes. ]

There's nothing wrong with my fingers.

[vowlyball]

Oh? Do you just like them then?

[There was a lack of judgement in that question, mostly because Bokuto was slowly maneuvering the crane back over the penguin, eyes narrowed in concentration.]

I'm the same way with my knee pads! It doesn't feel right otherwise!

[veteran_king]

[ Prepare for trouble. ]

Optimal effort makes you worthy of fate's grace.

[ And make it double. ]

I always do everything in power to come off ahead.

[ For it's time for one of Midorima's long-winded speeches about fate. ]

My fingers are the pedestal on which my shooting stands. From a proper nail care regime manicure to taping them every time I leave the court. I do everything to maintain my weapon of choice for I don't intend to be brought down by something so simple.

this is an amazing tag and i hope you feel amazing

[vowlyball]

[Was this guy even speaking Japanese?! Bokuto could understand the words he was saying, could say with 100% certainty that they were in fact words, but the actual meaning of them escaped him.

He could at least understand 'do everything to get ahead' and 'court', which was quite frankly all he needed to understand. Distracted, he glanced away from the crane, the claw going down to grasp worthlessly at nothing.]

Oh! That's some dedication! What sport do you play?

Midorima is a nerd orz

[veteran_king]

[ He pushes up his glasses arrogantly. ]

Basketball.

they are both nerds it's fine

[vowlyball]

Ooh! Should have guessed with your height! How tall are you?

[It's a shame he's not into volleyball, really.]

.... I don't know how he stands him >_>

[veteran_king]

[ His brows crease in ire. It's a question he's answered a million times by now. ]

195 cm.

[ At 6'5 he towers over most people he knows, including Bokuto. ]

You said you wear knee pads.

[ Change of subject anyone? ]

Lol it goes both ways! Though Midorima is very adorable

[vowlyball]

Oooh! You think I can get as tall as you? Do you eat a lot of meat?

[Bokuto was used to being towered over, and stood on his tip toes experimentally for a second, before shrugging and feeding the machine more coins. He had a job to do.

The mention of the kneepads made him laugh, shooting him an amused look out of the corner of his eyes.]

Yeah! I have a lucky pair that I wear every game! I don't know what I'm going to do when they get too beaten up to wear in official matches anymore.

Midorima is a spoiled child. Bokuto is the adorable one here!

[veteran_king]

[ Lucky pair you say? Color him intrigued. ]

With lucky items one has to be careful. [ A taped finger comes up. ] Knee pads are mainly constructed of synthetic fabric that is susceptible to wear and tear. Washing them by hand is your only option. When the elastic becomes worn, I suggest taking them to a seamstress. Their needlework should restore them without much damage.

[ He looks at him, serious in his expression. ]

But it falls to you. If you lack the proper discipline to take care of them then whatever fate befalls them will reflect back on you.

[ A warning. ]

they are both spoiled and adorable. ngl now i am tempted to watch your guy's canon...

[vowlyball]

Wait, wait!

[Bokuto had never thought about how important his kneepads were, and how if they wound up being too worn to wear at an official match, that might affect his playing. He wanted to say that he could remember something as important as care for his own belongings, but honestly, he couldn't.

He fished out his phone quickly, scrolling to Akaashi's number.]

Text all that information to this number please! And if you have a needle person you recommend, that'd be good too!

[Bokuto just how much do you take advantage of your underclassmen.]

1/2 | What's funny is that they don't even find the other strange, whatsoever!

[veteran_king]

[ Probably not as much as Midorima takes advantage of Takao, another freshman and his personal chauffeur. Aaaand Midorima can see how important this person is taking his lucky item, so he'll oblige him and text all the instructions including name and phone number of a seamstress he trusts, but be warned, she doesn't come cheap. Midorima has always taken his lucky items very seriously and this is the first time that he's had another person recognize their importance that didn't revolve around his own obsession. When he's done, he hands him back his phone. ]

I've texted them all the relevant information. Your knee-pads should be secured from now on if you follow the instructions I left.

2/2 | ngl they're some similarities. He's got an Akashi too, but he's a friend turned rival :|

[veteran_king]

[ He pushes up his glasses then, green eyes shifting to the other. ]

What sports do you play?

bokuto is the last person who can judge for strangeness. and oh no :(

[vowlyball]

[Poor Takao, hopefully his suffering wasn't too much...

Still, Bokuto looked genuinely grateful, shooting the other guy a huge grin.]

Oooh, thanks! I'm glad I ran into you! Could you imagine what would have happened if they had been worn down?

[Because he was sure his teammates and family would have just told him to stop crying and just get a new pair. Clearly, they wouldn't have understood.

He maneuvered the claw back over the penguin, lowering it over the stuffed animal with sharp eyed precision.]

Volleyball! I'm really good at it!

[He puffed out slightly, clearly ready to start bragging. Brace yourself Midorima or cut it off before it began.]

He's livelier than this stick in the mud. At least he knows how to smile!

[veteran_king]

[ Everyone should feel sorry for him!

Volleyball? He knows the sport, has played it during his physical education classes but he's never seen it played competitively. Neither Shuutoku nor Teikou were known for their volleyball programs after all, so he has little experience to draw on. ]

What position do you play?

[ He asks as he discreetly looks over at the claw, hoping he'll get his prize this time around. ]

it is okay, he can teach Midorima, there is hope!

[vowlyball]

[Hopefully he has other friends who are nicer to him...

The question makes Bokuto beam at the other boy, chest puffing out with pride.]

Wing spiker! And I'm captain and ace of our team! I'm really good!

[Bokuto please. Still, to help him concentrate, it was better not to talk about volleyball just this instance, just this once.

The claw closed on the penguin, bringing it up shakily towards the chute. So close, so close, so close!]

What about you? What position? Shooting guard?

[He'd briefly tried a bunch of other sports just to see which one he liked the best, before volleyball had stolen his heart.]

Teach him, senpai!

[veteran_king]

[ His brows furrow. Wing spiker? He vaguely remembers the positions, but... wasn't that one of the positions they placed him in? In the back to receive the ball. He had to run forward too and receive the setters ball. Midorima hadn't liked it as much. Too many people, too much teamwork. He couldn't do anything without the others assistance and he had to constantly keep changing positions through the rotations. Shooting a basketball was easier, he had full control and had to rely on no one. Just him and the ball. ]

Captain? [ He was the ace of the team but the captains were always his senpai's... He looks at him. ] What year are you?

[ Midorima is polite to his senpai's even if his actions piss them off and have them threatening to throw a pineapple at him, he's never forgotten his manners. But this person reminded him so much of his freshman partner that he didn't think he was...

He blinks. Position? Oh. Right. He pushes up his glasses, needing a moment to compose his thoughts. ]

That is correct. I'm the shooting guard and my shots never miss.

[ Never. His three-pointers put down any possibility of a comeback most of the time. And it's because of his accuracy that he was recruited and allowed three selfish requests everyday. ]

omg is bokuto older... this could be very terrible

[vowlyball]

Yeah! I'm the captain!

[He couldn't be offended by such a disbelieving reaction, mostly because most people tended to be surprised that he was responsible enough to even get to volleyball practices on time, much less be the captain. The other question was met with a small shrug as Bokuto watched the crane move the penguin closer and closer, eyes narrowed as if he could will the claw to stop wriggling ominously.]

I'm a third year! What about you?

[Bokuto only nodded when the other boy confirmed his suspicions. If this guy was on his team, he could tell he'd be a handful. He seemed like the type where it would be difficult to help him meld with the team.

Still, that ability was pretty impressive, and Bokuto grinned.]

Yeah? After this do you want to play the basketball game?

[Bokuto no.]

1/2 | He is... why?? o_o

[veteran_king]

[ A third year?! He didn't sound like a third year! Suddenly, Midorima fidgets slightly, remembering how he'd rounded on him the moment they met. He was free with his words when it came to his peers but his senpai's.... ]

First year.

[ A small formal bow. ]

I apologize for my earlier conduct.

[ Short and simple. He hopes it'll be enough because Midorima didn't have a good record with his older classmen in general. ]