Ayatakanosstuff - Iris

─ ✦ Itoshi Rin who can’t stop drawing you.

It’s all he does. He sits in class, and instead of looking out the window at the football field right outside the classroom like he used to, he sits focused, paying attention to every detail that makes you, you.

From the back of the classroom, his pencil moves effortlessly, sketching the outline of your figure as you sit in the front row. His sketchbook is filled with you laughing, talking with your friends, and doing trivial things, but his favorite to draw is when you're listening to music. Because he can actually see when you’re lost in the music. By the subtle shifts in your expression, the slight upturn of your lips when a more happy song plays, or the way your body stills when the music turns somber. He notices how your fingers absentmindedly tap against your notebook, your focus shifting between the melody and the words you scribble down.

Now his sketchbook is filled with drawings of you, only you. So of course he has to get a new one, a new small black notebook that he can carry around everywhere.

After another long day, he walked to the bookstore in the city. He searched for the same model notebook he had, but he couldn’t find it, so he went for the last possible solution: ask someone for help. He approached the register with heavy steps and asked an older woman if she could help him. She kindly told him that her eyesight wasn’t always what it used to be, so she asked for a younger worker to help, and it was you.

You worked at this bookshop?

With a smile, pretending not to recognize him, you gently grabbed the notebook from his limp hands. His fingers remained frozen, too shocked by your unexpected presence to react and before he could stop you, you flipped open the notebook. Intending to find the model's name inside, but by opening it, you saw all the drawings. All the drawings of you, sketches on every page, not an inch uncovered. Some sketches were intricate and detailed, others rough and hurried, yet unmistakably you in every stroke. Rin just stood rooted in place, his expression pale and unreadable, his wide eyes fixed on you as if time itself had stopped.

Then, something seemed to snap him out of his trance. Because without a word, he lunged forward, yanking the notebook from your hands with more force than both you and him expected, he turned abruptly, bolting out of the store before you could even process it.

@inloveinsickness

Would it be okay if I just snuffled directly in your face for a bit?

ABSOKUTELY FUCKING CLOCKED ME. WHAG DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS

IM CACKLING 😭😭😭 it’s an observation 😞😕

it hasn't been long since rin rejected you. actually, it's been precisely two hours, twenty five minutes and... thirteen, fourteen, fifteen seconds. yes, he's been counting.

a silent sigh leaves his lips as his arm falls limp against his bed. he's checked his watch too many times, and now it feels like time is running slow. usually he wouldn't mind but... with you being his last prominent memory, he doesn't enjoy the bitter taste in his mouth. thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three seconds... and...

he finally breaks his gaze away from the ceiling, sitting up with his head hung.

maybe it was a mistake.

no, isn't it weird to say he started liking you after he saw you cry? the tears brimming in your eyes, the obvious cracks in your voice, and the smile you tried to put on... all because of him. he should be guilty, if anything, yet there's an overriding sensation in his heart. one that he shouldn't be experiencing.

it's not a big deal. his feelings will fade soon enough.

soon.

throws myself at a wall

"... it is a perfect summer evening: the moon rising over the orchard, the wind in the grass. and as he stares into the sky, there are twice as many stars as usual."

- excerpt from the two-headed calf by laura gilpin

tw bllk manga spoilers, hurt/comfort

you see seishiro cry for the first time when he returns to you.

you're sure he must have let out all the tears, all the sorrow, when he saw his name up on that big screen. when the whole world did. but you're not entirely sure what it is that makes the dam break again.

"missed you."

and therein lies your answer.

you're not sure what to say to him. you can't really hear anything he's saying, either, what with his face being buried in the crook of your neck. his melancholy is new, and it is contagious. it renders you speechless, even more so.

somehow or other, the two of you find yourselves on the couch in the living room. it matters not whose feet were guiding and whose following, because in this moment you are practically one entity.

hearts beating as one. hearts aching as one.

neither of you speaks for what feels like en eternity, until seishiro finally pulls away, turning his head to look up at you.

"are you disappointed?"

"of course not." your reply is quick, and somewhat dazed as you gaze into his eyes - eyes that are soft moonlight streaming in through gauzy curtains. "never."

he averts his gaze just as quickly, body twitching away from your careful touch.

"let reo down. let you down."

and you have nothing to say to that. nothing that sounds sincere enough, nothing that can capture what you want to say to him.

finally you settle on: "is it selfish that i just wanted you back here with me?"

"of course not."

"really?"

"never."

seishiro exhales slowly, and when his head dips, it’s not in defeat, but in quiet surrender - to this moment, to you. he leans into your touch this time, lets his forehead rest against yours like he’s grounding himself.

"i missed you," he repeats, as if it’s a secret meant only for the space between your breaths. his fingers find yours, hesitant at first, but when you don’t let go - when you squeeze gently, just once - he does too.

you both sink further into the couch, the world outside forgotten. the moonlight wraps around you like a blanket, binding your bodies and souls together, and though nothing is better, nothing is perfect -

this is enough for now.

and sometimes, enough is everything.

a/n: heh... i am Coping Well i think

happy birthday to keishin ukai we’ve been married for 5 years now almost 6. (love at first sight.) We have over 12 kids, and i love him and his dilf self.

@kawoala

my attempt at one of my favorite red boys (also a bit of a muscle study)

I love doing magazine esc covers so I figure why not do one for one of the most photogenic... drawgeninc?? people ever

yay so hyped for ur event meeya

can i pls get a mha matchup

3 facts abt me:

i dye my hair a lot

i always need a sweet treat after my food

i get sleepy after i eat like a baby

3 hobbies i enjoy

painting/drawling

writing

sleeping

you already know what i look like so? i don’t feel a strong need to write it LOL

ty ilysm my big booty gf

SUNFLOWERS ; I MATCH YOU WITH . . . KIRISHIMA EIJIROU !

─── headcanons

1. you help each other dye your hair. not much to say here. he has to dye his roots every two weeks, so you very often find yourself in his bathroom, his head bent over the sink, complaining about how hot the water is 😭

2. HE IS ALWAYS DOWN FOR A SWEET TREAT. he genuinely eats enough for like 4 people in one sitting, so he’s usually the one who’s like “want dessert?”

3. cat naps 💤 despite his quirk, he is very soft when relaxing. and hes like a walking heater, too. just pressing up against him immediately soothes your worried brow, sending you into a lull as you smush your face against his MASSIVE titties 💯

4. i actually don’t know how tall you are, but kirishima is massive, so he’s probably taller than you. he thinks it’s cute when you get mad. of course, he takes it serious when needed, but when it’s over silly things he can’t help but snicker down at you. not in a mean way, but he just can’t be intimidated when you look so cute.

5. you know those like wine and paint nights? yeah for sure. kirishima is not artistic in anyway at all, but he likes doing it when he’s with you. yours turn out so beautiful, so serene, and his are… red and pink blobs that look vaguely like flowers!

─── moodboard

─── song

beautiful duane linklater

okay guyssss we’re backkkk did you miss us? cuz we missed you ex tumblr user cherrysurf

i think they definitely missed us 😼 happy to have YOU back, you don’t freaking know how happy i am rn omgeee