Insp.

Tendou: Hey Wakatoshi, would you still love me if I was a worm?

Ushijima: But you aren't one.

Tendou: I know, but I said IF I was a worm

Tendou: If I turned into a worm would you still love me?

Ushijima: In what possible situation would you turn into a worm.

Tendou: I know that! I was just-

Tendou: Oh nevermind it's not that important.

*30 minutes later*

Ushijima: I would make you a terrarium.

Tendou: huh?

Ushijima: If you turned into a worm I would build you a small terrarium, with wet soil and plently of rotting leaves so that you had enough food to eat.

Ushijima: And then I'd put you in a dark corner, so that your skin wouldn't dry out in the sunlight.

Tendou: oh 😭

I hate my life so much, I'm stuck in this circle. I'm happy for 2 months, then I get miserable all over again. I just wanna feel like a normal person, without being afraid what comes after this happiness.

my brain feels so hot in my head

girl who needs to ask for reassurance would rather be stabbed than admit they have needs

THE MENU 2022, dir. Mark Mylod

sometimes i just sit and think about how their eyes both drift down towards each other's lips at the exact same time and i could cry

Earth to Ushijima..? 📣

haikyuu game of spin the bottle where all the boys have that Special Someone they really want a chance to kiss and everyone goes in with mental blinders on like "this will be perfect! finally a chance to smooch my crush!"

and then the bottle is absolutely merciless and proceeds to never pair any of these people with who they want and everyone is just getting increasingly frustrated and annoyed watching their crushes kiss other people and having to kiss random other people but everyone is still so desperate for that chance with that One Special Someone that they just keep fucking going and oh my GOD why is this bottle so cruel what is happening? eventually they just have to stop and everyone has kissed 4-5 other people and nobody kissed who they want.

It’s so cute when people tell me to just get over it and stop playing the victim as if I had a choice of living in an endless loop of my trauma everyday