I Dead Ass Hate All Of U Rn Especially Lina

confession. i make extra blogs with usernames that i think r cool just incase i ever want to change my user 😇😇

so cute i’m dead.

hi just the cutest bitter thought I've ever had <33 (tw for drugs and alcohol)

yn, who not only doesn't do anymore drugs but she doesn't drink either, ordering a nonalcoholic drink HOWEVER kyou always takes the first sip to actually make sure it doesn't have alcohol in it

scrolled this blog for an insane amount of time thinking the fic was on here 😭 anyways it looks so good so excited!!

PLSSS IM SORRY i should’ve been specific 😞 i wrote that ask when j was half asleep

beautiful duane linklater

Combining my 2 favourite things 🔥

by the mercy of the universe and the prophecy that the galaxy wrote long ago, choso kamo finds you ( @cherrysurf ) in the universe of hercules. dynamic: hercules and megara.

despite you being your own person, the deep rooted longing to be seen is taken by its nape and doted on ever too gently by choso. deeply loyal and protective, his first instinct upon even seeing you was to love you. now, I would not really compare your personality to megara, but the banter and tease as well as the fact that he knows you are capable and yet still wants to provide fits. he peels your oranges for you.

choso may be a bit struck to find that you are nearly as loyal as he. he figured that because of being wired to group with his family — family being anyone he truly loves, by his definition — he would always care a little bit more. safe to say he appreciates you.

in the moments where you are loud or erratic he just sits there with soft eyes because he does not entirely understand what you are doing but he thinks it is beautiful nonetheless. just nods his head and goes along. despite hundreds of years of wisdom, your randomness can catch him off guard.

when you get anxious, he gets anxious. there are times when he literally has to take your hands in his and stop you from picking at your hands because it affects him just as much as luckily, it aids the both of you.

choso yearns to please and loves to provide. he is shown consistently putting himself in the way of harm to protect and aid his family. similar to yuji, if he notices the slightest hint of discomfort, he is forcing you to let him handle it. you best not let his emotional nature distract you from his strength and determination — he is not a man child as many assume.

though he does not bicker much, there are moments where he gets sassy and you’re left just ?????? because oh my gosh, you are rubbing off on him big time. he is not even aware of this until you point it out, though, to which he would hum and respond with something like that’s what love does. it makes you become one. before moving about his merry day.

sigh. what if i just become a realtor…

u and sho are green and orange to me. like a tangerine with the leaf still on it 🙂‍↕️

OH THIS IS CUTE IM DEAD. i see it ngl its so funny u say this bc my room’s current aesthetic is green and white and browns LMAOAO and shoyo (my haikyu collection) is the only orange spot in my room

ERASE . . . shoei barou + f! reader

         ✦     PROLOGUE : RETHINK     ✦

warnings/notes : 17+ to read, language, angsty, barou is himself so he's kind of an asshole, sorry for taking so long to write this sigh….writer's block

She had a crush on Shoei Barou since middle school. It debilitated her, brought her to her knees and pushed her down even further.

She watched him grow and mature alongside her. He grew taller and built up muscle that made her stomach do flips every time their eyes would meet. He would scoff when she would compliment him, brush it off as if it were nothing before walking away while she looked at him with a lovesick expression.

She watched as he grew his hair longer, and started to style it in silly ways until one finally stuck. Pointy, tall, and jarring. She would tell him it was ‘very him’ with a chuckle to which he only rolled his eyes and told her to shut up.

He was always standoffish and cold, but there was a certain level of care she couldn't take her mind off of. He always made sure she got home safely, to the point of walking with her (with little sisters in tow) just to be certain. He always took care of issues she had: broken truck on a skateboard? No problem. The latch on the front door didn't work anymore? He would fix it. She wanted to go for a walk? Well she was an idiot for going all alone, so he had to go with her.

She watched as he got better at football through the years, crushing people under the weight of his accomplishments - including her. The level of care dwindled when he started to really take off in high school, recruiters for professional teams showing up more and more especially in senior year.

She used to draw pictures of him, doodled in an old art journal she would take to her grave. Drawings of the domestic: walking, sitting, playing football. Now she slaved over illustrations for a half baked dream she had she couldn't get over.

A book.

The dream started when she realized he was leaving her behind, taking off on a trajectory of success that frightened her. He no longer walked her home, as he stayed later and later for practice. He didn't fix the minor inconveniences anymore. He was always busy with recruiters, coaches, or college teams begging and pleading to take him on.

He no longer gave the care she clung to so desperately. And her world came crashing down when she spoke to him about it.

“I'm planning for the future, you should do the same.”

“I am, Sho, you know that.”

She still remembers the look he gave her. He looked at her like she was the biggest moron alive, idiotic, and stupid. “No. You're planning on ruining your own life by spinning your wheels on a harebrained idea.”

“What? No, I'm-”

“And how many offers have you gotten?”

There was a silence that cut like a knife, she still feels the sting when she remembers that night. Feels the nervousness stir in her stomach and tears prick in her eyes.

“That's what I thought. Rethink your options, then come back to me. Your shit ass plan is gonna keep you here forever.” 

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