Moon - Blog Posts
i’m gonna start working on a ushijimia drabble because i need it in my life right now
Promise - Tsukishima
this is my first post on here, and it’s a comfort self-indulge thing cause i was sad this week
character: time skip! tsukishima kei
word count: 845
warnings: might be ooc for comfort reasons (also the fact that i haven’t wrote anything in years so probably poorly written)
it just felt like too much, trying to balance school, work, and a barely existing social life. and maybe this was the last straw to it, as i shake looking down at my phone.
honestly, don’t bother messaging me again
had i done something wrong? i thought our relationship was fine, decent even. even with the lack of communication between us, i thought we were still in a good place. i had assumed she still saw me as a friend; however it seems that only I felt that way.
a tear trickles down my cheek, then another and another. it’s almost like my eyes had become a broken dam, the way I’m unable to stop crying over this. over her, someone i had considered a close friend. and yet, she didn’t care anymore.
should have told you sooner, but i don’t really care.. you’re kinda tiring...
when did this all start? how did we even get here? was i in the wrong? perhaps i should have hung out with her rather than stayed home. maybe i should have cared less about school, loosen-up for her. would that have changed anything?
“hey. are you crying?” i look up from the bench i sit on to see tsukishima, his head slightly tilted and his eyebrow raised. quickly i turn away as if i’m guilty by being caught crying. i hastily rubbed at my eyes, though my tears seem to have a mind of their own as they continue to fall.
“ah no. I’m fin—“
“i can see that you’re not.”
a sigh escapes my lips and i look back at him, attempting a smile but it’s too strain to feel normal on my lips. he frowns at it before sighing at me.
“you don’t really have to tell me what happened,” he says, placing his school bag down beside me as he sits down as well, “just don’t lie.”
and he doesn’t ask, rather he sits besides me and attempts to make small talk. no matter how awkward it feels in the situation, it’s comforting. with dried up tears and a slightly better demeanor, i look down at my shoes and take a breath.
“it’s my friend. though i suppose we aren’t exactly friends anymore.” i sneak a small glance towards tsukishima, knowing that i have his attention and he doesn’t plan to make any remarks till i’m done.
“she got upset that i wasn’t spending more time with her, saying that i wasn’t trying hard enough to be her friend. but it was always her not trying, i did nothing but reach out to her and she’d give me little to nothing no matter what.”
i lean back, my head touching the wall behind me and i laugh at the thought. at the irony of being accused of doing nothing when i did everything.
“ah i’m rambling aren’t i? i must thank you for sitting here, although i’m sure you’d rather be somewhere else rather than dealing with my emotions.” a small, sad smile comes across my face as he huffs in response.
“you make it sound like i’m heartless or something. i can be nice you know?” he lightly shoves his elbow in my side and i return the favor with a small laugh.
“it’s not your fault, you need to know that,” he says looking at me directly, “you did your best, and yeah it does suck that you lost a friend. but you have other people who care for you.”
i’m shocked by the gentleness his voice holds. this 6 feet tall middle blocker who has done nothing but tease me about my height or my grades, was now attempting to comfort me.
“you talk down about yourself, but i don’t think you’re giving yourself enough credit,” he says, tilting his head back a bit looking up as if trying to find the right words, “you’re honestly a great person who got screwed over. i don’t even know how you were able to keep this all bottled up for so long. but it’s good to let it out before it becomes too suffocating.”
i smiled at him, poking at him in a teasing manner, “aw aren’t you being sweet. so you do care about me.”
“nevermind, forget i said anything.”
he swats my hand away halfheartedly, a smile tugging on his face too as he looks at me.
“so what now? do i just keep moving forward now?”
“yeah, she isn’t worth mulling over or crying about. besides you have a whole team of volleyball guys who are here for you.”
i laugh at the thought of the sendai frogs team, a bunch of energy filled boys who always leave a smile on my face. “and what about you? do I have you on my side?”
he looks at me with a light smirk on his face. taking his hand, he ruffles my hair against my protest. finally resting it on my head, he laughs at my pouting face, “course you do tiny. you’re stuck with me at this point.”
“promise?”
“yeah, promise.”
I wish you were here
i wish I could just melt
I was getting use to this
but than you came and,
now i cant wait to witness the cyclone
and to feel the sensation between the glances...
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕…𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖
List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! :3
Ooh funnn. This is not in any specific order on importance
The Moon in any phase
My cat who is named Tinúviel
Psych (yeah @katiethedane12 idc that you did this too hahahahhah)
Coffeeeeee
Good sounds (music, rain, birds, the morning, things like that)
I feel so stereotypical wow. I could also include teasing my sister but oh well. Also my family haha. I could say things like reading, drawing, writing, but sometimes I am crying while doing those for various reasons so I don't think that counts.
Made this a bit ago! Inspired by a certain chicken attacking/ time traveling/ green clad elf boy.
... it’s peter pan alright.
Cloudless moon-lit night tonight where I live. Spent probably good 20 minutes wrapped in my blanket outside, in the cold just admiring up at the sky. Many times I've embarrassingly unsuccessfully tried to put into words just what exactly looking up at the moon makes me feel, what it does to me really. It's a painful cliche, but the feeling is very akin to inspiration for me, and maintaining my dignity as a writer really the most I dare to try explain here. It really is no wonder to me that the moon has through out human history been such a universal object of worship. If it's beauty is able to make me, a person living in the 21st century, where every scientific aspect regarding the moon's allure has been thoroughly researched snd deciphered, feel just so inspired time and time again, I wonder what kind of effect it had to the average neolithic hunter-gatherer for example, to whom the moon was a complete mystery and its mystique completely unshrouded.
eat the...
Moon over Andromeda
Composite Image Credit & Copyright: Adam Block and Tim Puckett
What would you take to the Moon with you?
Earthrise, Bill Anders, 1968.
Saturn Behind the Moon
Image Credit: Peter Patonai (Astroscape Photography)
Question of the day : How far is the Moon from planet Earth?
Earth, as seen from the Lunar surface, visualised
Full Moon in full Colour - April the 6th of 2020
PC: Joseph Brimacombe//flickr
