Father Was Like “if You Don’t Like Long Hair So Much Just Cut It Like Mine” And I Was So Close

i will always miss that one canonical kaneda playlist that really reminded me of him and was deleted for no reason 💔

i used to be so careless about reposting art as a pfp or in general until my childhood friend told me about it, now i check twt and tumblr accounts to see if i can use their art and now i just use manga or official content as pfps

you know? a buzzcut doesn’t sound bad

problem? i’m a teenage ftm with a transphobic family

finding akira fans near my age is like finding gold in the middle of a forest

hate when people dumb or nutshell characters

yes this might be about shotaro kaneda.

like he’s not your “freaky bad boy hero protagonist” he’s so much more than that. I want to study his character and mannerisms. Hell, i would personally cave dive into the movie or manga just to see more about him and understand his actions. In a way he reminds me of myself, but that’s just projecting myself into him.

he’s grown up streetwise, and never educated. Not as in “oh he doesn’t know how to read” of course he knows it’s just that i mean more topics. What if he never learned of being SA’d, manipulations or something like that and he’s lived that way since ever? what if he never learned about healthy relationships or the difference between platonic or romantic that then caused him to wonder his internal relationships with others (Tetsuo, Kai, etc.)

i might add more to this but this is all that i can think of. If there’s anyone that met him or studied him like crazy PLEASE do share, i really would love to get to know him even if he’s never heard about me.

it’s been such a long time since i’ve used tumblr since i only used to do rp, i remember i became so depressed and deleted both my accounts for no reason. oh welp

they’re cousins in my mind and hinata stopped wondering where all his height went

he also would visit hanamichi on rehab and tell him about everything in volleyball and hanamichi would sit there confused (my bro doesn’t know shit abt volleyball)

Do y’all think they would be friends…

holy SMOKES my small rushed fic got a bit of love yay!

i really love when art in general has detail, like the detail of rugged white walls in buildings to show how many people lived there, and how people have a hooked nose or have a slight dark tone on their skin due to melanin ugh i love it

“and to all who guided me, thank you”

It wasn’t easy for Hanamichi to accept he was in rehab, after all he was the loose bolt of Shoukoku. He was the fiery red hair who caused trouble on first day; now he was stuck with a spinal injury and hopeless dreams of ever being more successful than ever.

but as Hanamichi played with his bland hospital food, he couldn’t resist but to think how far he has gotten. Hell, he didn’t even know shit about basketball in the first place until he met Haruko. Now he stands here, but did he do it all because of her?

No, he did it because he’s a basketball player.

He did it because there’s no other sport that will ever replace the adrenaline he feels when the crowd roars over because of a point. The sweat-drenched uniforms at the end of games and practices. And all of those tedious basics that he did before he could even attend a game. Would he do it again? Yes.

Hanamichi suddenly felt unhungry and bothered with his thoughts. He decided to go out and see the coast from his rehabilitation home.

The sea’s salinity reached his nose, and the slight sprinkles in the air slightly pecked his face. He still fell horrible, but remembered his train of thoughts. He did well, and he would come back on the court again. He would prove to all that even when he fell low, he is going to stand up again to prove them all.

Hanamichi didn’t even notice how long he’s been outside until a staff member came out to tell him it’s time. With a smirk to his face, he knew he’s going to prove them all wrong.

And to all of them who guided him, he will say thank you.