#boku akashi

[thevinsmokerlaw]

AYO WHY?? I NEED MORE😭😭

Omgomg, congratsss on 200!!! You deserve all of ittt💕 could I have 15 for akashi pleasee? Thank youu!!

HI ANONIE, I’m flattered that you think that I have 200 REEEE but it’s actually just a 100 milestone hahahaha;; hope you’re lurking around on my blog rn and sorry it took a while, but without further ado.... i present to you

Akashi x Reader

15. “Stop pretending you’re okay, cause I know you’re not”

Word Count: 2696

prompt list here

Note: we need more boku-akashi, i repeat, we need more SCARY AKASHI (SHAMELESS plug of another boku-akashi fic i did here)

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Everything changed after that violent rainstorm that day.

You did not know what happened in Teiko’s gymnasium that practice, but no matter how much you try to probe Momoi, Murasakibara, and even Kuroko about it on separate occasions, none of them seemed willing to divulge anything to you. It seems like everyone suddenly became a different person in just a single day, and you are left completely in the dark, grasping for nothing and having no clue what to do.

“H-haha…” Momoi nervously stammered. “Honestly, I think it was just a really bad day for everyone… I’m just concerned for Dai-chan…” And with that, you remember her dashing away to the stairs to cut the conversation short. You wonder what she meant about Aomine.

“Hnn,” Murasakibara hummed dismissively. “Practice is just getting annoying.” He never said anything more, and his silence spoke louder than words to you as he stared down at you with his peripheral vision: “leave now.” And so you reluctantly leave, your mind swirling with even more questions than you had prior.

“Ah…” Kuroko said. “Mm, well, I worry for our team… is all, but please don’t worry about us too much, (y/n)-san.”

“Kuroko?” you called out, deciding to drop the topic seeing his slight discomfort.

“Yes?”

“Do you know where Seijuro is?”

He flickered his gaze to the floor for a quick second before he returned his eyes to you.

“... I don’t know.”

“That can’t be helped,” you reassured him. “I’ll look for him myself. Thanks, Kuroko!” As you ran outside to head towards the gym, Kuroko stretched out his arm in a feeble attempt to stop you, but his fingers barely grazed your hair and ended up clasping air as he watched you with dread at the inevitable harsh truth you were about to encounter.

After all, who had the heart to tell you that Akashi Seijuro wasn’t as he seemed this entire time?

Gasping for air as you creak the bulky doors open, you immediately notice the lack of lights turned on, with only the evening sunlight filtering through the foggy windows from the 2nd floor giving the gym its light source. Amidst the stretched shadows on the court, only Midorima stands alone with his basketballs, shooting constant half-court shots in complete silence. Akashi was nowhere to be found.

Noticing your presence, Midorima turns around irritated, ready to berate the offender who interrupted his practice before he registers that it was just you. He sighs and puts the basketballs back into their storage basket before he gives you his full attention.

“I’m assuming you are here for Akashi,” he says, pushing up his glasses that had been slowly sliding down his nose from the sweat.

“Yeah—”

“He’s not here, nanodayo. He already left a while ago. I’ve been given charge of locking up the gym for the night.”

“Is… that so?” you said, scratching the back of your neck. “Well… I guess it can’t be helped, right? So, aha… I’ll see you tomorrow practice then?” Midorima only gives you a firm nod before he turns around to start mopping up the gym floors. Not wanting to partake in the awkward, distant silence between the two of you, you promptly left the gym, taking extra care to close the doors quietly to not disturb the greenhead inside.

That was… odd, to say the least. Akashi has always waited for you to walk you home together. It wasn’t that he had to, but he’s always insisted on walking you out of concern for your safety and gently teasing you that he wanted to spend a little more time with you. It was simply a small custom you two shared over the year you were together. Even if he couldn’t make it, he would always let you know beforehand either personally or through calls and texts.

Your heart feels unbelievably heavy and you’re not quite sure why.

———

During times like these were when you really hated the fact that Akashi was in a different class than you. Your mind constantly drifts back to last night when you dialed him a few times to have a casual talk with him but received nothing but empty buzzes on his end. Figuring he was very busy, you decided to just go about your own schedules and send him a small text to him before you went to bed.

Seiji, I hope you’re not over-exerting yourself. I have many things to talk to you about, and I can’t wait to see you tomorrow. Goodnight!

But that morning, you checked your phone to find that there wasn’t a single notification from him. Opening the messages, you blankly stared at “Seen.” underneath your last text. And it hurt.

Even now, you still feel that you’re overreacting and jumping to conclusions way too fast over something so trivial. But he’s always made a point to communicate with each other, and if he was too tired or if he wanted to be left alone, he would’ve told you clearly. You have no one to confide in about your turmoil; you weren’t very close with the other “Generation of Miracles” and no one else knows Akashi better than them. It wasn’t a huge deal at all, yet why do you feel so afraid of what’s to come?

Your heart feels unbelievably heavy and you’re denying the possible reasons why.

“(y/n)-cchi?” Kise noticed you walking to no particular destination. “What are you doing here?” When you tell him that you’re looking for Akashi, Kise gives a strained smile as he pats your head in an almost consoling manner. “Haven’t seen the captain since practice two days ago.”

“Two days ago? Kise, did you forget there was practice yesterday?”

“Had a photoshoot, couldn’t make it,” he shrugs. “Besides, it’s not like I’m gonna be punished if I choose to ditch anyways.”

“Ditch?”

“Yep~ as long as we win our games, he doesn’t have a problem.”

“That… can’t be right.”

“Who knows what he’s thinking?” he sighs. “Geez, but he can really be scary, I don’t know how you’re dating him.” Kise turns to the vending machine behind him to slot in two coins for a soda. “Do you want one too?”

“Um, it’s okay,” you said, more fixated on his previous words. “Seijuro isn’t scary… he isn’t like that.” Kise turns around to face you again with a can in his hand, and he sighs before he tousles his own hair.

“I guess you know him better than I do, so maybe he was just having a bad day,” he says. “If you’re still looking for him try one of the empty classrooms, I’m sure he’s off playing some shogi by himself or with Midorimacchi.”

So here you are, scouring the hallways for all the empty rooms on all the floors, trying to find the redhead. When you find Midorima walking towards your direction in the hallway instead, you briskly walk to him to intercept his path.

“Sorry to bother you, Midorima-san,” you hurriedly say. “I know it’s been annoying to hear this but…” You pause, and Midorima instantly knew what you were going to inquire about.

“He’s down the hall to your left. Take the stairs and go straight ahead.” When you thank him profusely and start to head off, Midorima is still watching you from where he was standing.

“(y/n)-san.” At the call of your name, you stop to turn back to face Midorima from the end of the hallway. “Your sign is at the lowest of the luck rankings according to the Oha Asa today. Your lucky item is a dictionary, but I can only advise you to be careful.” You only answer him with an exasperated smile at his antics before you continue on your way.

As you rush to the room Midorima described about, you think of how you are going to confront Akashi. Were you going to chastise him for yesterday? Give him the biggest hug? Pout at him about how you miss him? Ask about his day? You shake your head and decide to just focus on looking for him first before anything else.

You wonder why he was here in the secluded part of the building. Did he often come here prior to today? You take a deep breath and sigh in relief in seeing your boyfriend through the door.

Smiling, you let yourself in before closing the door wordlessly.

“Seiji—”

“I’ve been expecting you, (y/n).” You freeze at the sheer coldness of his voice. There he was, back to you as he languidly sat on a chair with a knee propped up. He continues to clink his shogi pieces around the board as if your presence didn’t warrant his full attention. But there was no mistaking that it was, in fact, Akashi. Only he would have his uniform blazer so free of wrinkles and stains.

“Seiji… what’s wrong?” You approach him worryingly, extending your hand to him as you walk closer. But as you reach within hand’s grasp, your gut is screaming for you to stop and turn back, to run far, far away and never look back. You ignore your body. You know you’re just being overly antsy and jumpy from recent overthinking. “You were nowhere to be found at all yesterday, and I just… was so worried—and you didn’t even reply to me at all!”

“Those things are unnecessary. The only thing that matters is victory. Surely you know this, (y/n)?” Your hand freezes and drops to your side. He drops his propped leg from his chair before he turns his head to the side to eye your shocked expression. “Why do you look at me as such?”

“Seijuro,” you whisper. “What’s… what’s gotten into you? What happened at practice that day? Everyone’s been acting weird, and I don’t know why!...”

He moves his gaze back to his shogi pieces and starts toying with the wooden chips. “That day was when I realized that I was absolutely naive and foolish. Order and absoluteness cannot be contested and questioned. The winners can never be denied… That has always been the policy of Teiko’s basketball team. I have realized that in order to accommodate this, I must become absolute and ensure that this team will continue to contribute to its legacy. I am certain the others must have come to this conclusion as well.”

“Seriously, Seijuro,” you plead. “Talk to me, if there’s something troubling you, from basketball to your personal life, I’ll be there for you… so please… please don’t be so cold to me.”

“Me? Akashi Seijuro troubled by such trivial matters? Your assumptions are arrogant but amusing nonetheless.” Akashi stands up from his chair, leaving his shogi pieces unattended on the desk. He slowly strolls to you, his eyes boring holes through you from the unnerving intensity they exuded. You slowly back up instinctively, until your back hits the door. Akashi stops to stand a few feet in front of you, but his eye contact continues to be relentless in intensity. “Though, I must admit, there is one thing I’ve been pondering about, so you are correct that I do have something in mind.”

“W-what is it?...” You don’t know what else to say. What do you say to a stranger who has the physical appearance of your boyfriend? Can someone change that much in just a single day? This Akashi Seijuro… was now only the empty shell of the Seijuro you knew and loved for some time.

“It seems that in my naivete, I had decided to date someone like you, but I wondered what would happen if I told you about all these inevitable changes I will bring to ensure absoluteness. I wonder if you’re even essential in helping future victories come to fruition.”

“What are you trying to say?...” you say, your voice slightly peaking at the end. You wring your hands together in anxiousness as you try to hold back volatile emotions from becoming apparent on your face. Akashi continues to observe you with an impassive poker face. “I don’t… I don’t understand!... I’m the ‘trouble’ that’s on your mind?...”

Your heart feels unbelievably heavy and you’re afraid of the possible reasons why.

“Seijuro,” you start sniffling, cursing your emotional dams for cracking so easily. “You’re always like this, shouldering all the burdens of being president, captain, and top student… you always told me not to worry, yet you always insist on helping me out… could you just… stop pretending you’re okay, cause I know you’re not!?” You end your sentence in a frustrated shout, cheeks feeling hotter as you feel more tears sliding down.

Akashi flinches at your words and parts his mouth in mild surprise, but soon enough, he returns to his composed self, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

“It is clear that we are both at an impasse. You do not agree with me, and that is fine. However, you are not necessary in what I need to achieve anyways. Keeping you around will only hold me back.”

“N-no… are you saying that…”

“From now on, we are strangers, (y/n). This is a farewell.”

“S-Seijuro, wait! You can’t just decide for the both of us like that!” You step forward and try to reach for him in desperation, but before you can react, Akashi slaps your hand away and stares down at your pitiful state.

“Do not touch me so casually,” he coldly says. “And do not address me like that ever again. Know your place.” With that, he holds his head high as he promptly exits the room without sparing you a glance, leaving you and his shogi set behind.

“S-S-eiji…” you softly wail. You sink your body into a squat as you struggle to hold back unadulterated tears with your arms. “Wh-why? Why? Why, why, why?...” Every moment, every memory you shared with Akashi within the past year was nullified in just a span of a few minutes. Your life feels shattered right before your eyes as you can feel its fragments slipping through your fingers still, and it hurts. It hurts so badly, and you don’t know how you can face the Generation of Miracles from this point on without breaking into sobs. They all reminded you of him too much. But you knew that if you avoided them, they wouldn’t care too much; after all, you only knew them through Akashi. Now that your connection to him was severed, there was truly no reason to speak with them anymore.

You sniffle and stand up after several more minutes of quiet agony, and you look over to the desk where Akashi’s shogi pieces are. You bite your lip, trying to stop the fresh tears from coming. You give a shuddering exhale before you stretch out your hand, hesitating before you gingerly pluck a piece off the shogi board. If you couldn’t salvage the broken pieces from your relationship, perhaps this piece can be a substitute for all those fragments. Thumbing through the woodwork, you can still feel the remnants of his warmth moments before. At least this way, you still have a piece of him with you, even if you know you can no longer be by his side anymore, much less talk to him.

You debate with yourself to try to confide about this with someone from the Generation of Miracles, but as your eyes spot them, you can’t help but notice the cold and distant gazes they embody, and it only reminds you of what Akashi has become. For the rest of your Teiko years, you dutifully avoid having as many interactions as you can with them, especially when Kuroko inquires about your relationship with Akashi on a few occasions.

The next time you would see Akashi in close proximity is when you decide to come to watch the Winter Cup finals with a classmate friend, who insists you to come watch once they hear that you used to attend Teiko.

When you lay eyes on him again, your heart feels unbelievably heavy once again, even more so with Akashi’s shogi piece sitting in the pocket of your uniform button-up shirt.

[japeneselunchtimerush]

Like I said, I rewatched bokushi's death scene in extra game and here are my ramblings

First things first, ORESHI'S EXPRESSION IS SO FUCKING HEARTBREAKING

He looks so shocked and upset. He clearly does not want this at ALL. The entire scene occurs in just a couple of minutes if not less.

So just a few seconds after bokushi dies oreshi has to pick himself up and continue playing. Bokushi sacrificed himself so that they would win the match, and oreshi can't let it be in vain. He never got the chance to fully process bokushi's death. He didn't have the time to come to terms with the fact that he lost his other self, his little brother forever. He can't even think about it after the match ends because his friends want to celebrate and he cannot dampen the mood.

THIS!! THIS SCENE!! BREAKS ME EVERY DAMN TIME!!

The way bokushi's hand reaches out when oreshi's hand leaves.....😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 and the way he cleches his fist as if to prevent himself from reaching out again.

THERES NO BETTER EVIDENCE THAN THIS. BOKUSHI NEVER TRULY WANTED TO DIE. He believed that dying was the right to do, the right thing to do for oreshi. But it wasnt what he wanted. Bokushi wanted, deep down inside, to live, to continue to experience life, to play basketball with his friends, but he could not.

Akashi's strength is stated to be his decisiveness but in this case you can't say that it benefited him at all. Its obvious that he's decisive because it really is not easy to come to terms that you will die. Bokushi had to come to terms with the fact that he would die, that he would never be able to play basketball with his friends, or ride yukimaru, or read light novels ever again. But it's unlikely that he ever came to terms with this because of what was at stake.

Now this isn't a sad thing at all but I just wanted to point out akashi's physique. Like man has such a tiny waist it's actually insane.

[active-mind-15]

Did not think I would come back with Accidental Siblings art so soon but then @japeneselunchtimerush made a post suggesting that Bokushi should stick his tongue out at people for fun and my brain refused to let me do anything else until I created a visual. Here are the resulting sketches I came up with of baby Boku being a little menace (ft. big bro Seijuro and Miyoko).

[Art related to my fic, Accidental Siblings.]

[whoishotteranimepolls]

"Who's Hotter?" Pink-haired Anime Characters

[starrimoons]

i need some anime recs too oml

[soulcascade]

PAY BACK MOTHERFUCKER >:D

[uchihaculture]

THEY HAVE THE SAME MBTI (INTJ)

[oshi-nakadapiroki]

more stupid memes

[active-mind-15]

Oh? This is a very interesting pilot. Well done!!

Pilot

from They Act As One series

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"You're gonna have to rush again. Wake up," Akashi called out to the other side of the room, fixing his tie in front of a mirror. There was no response.

"Oi." he hissed, grabbing a pillow and throwing it to the bed opposite his. A hand shot up from the sea of blankets that covered him, catching the pillow with perfect precision despite being turned away.

"I'm awake enough, I don't need your bickering. You sound like mom." Seijuro groaned, adding the pillow to his sea of blankets and hugging it tight.

"Then get your ass up to get ready for school."

"Mooom."

"Suit yourself." Akashi retorted, walking out of the room and closing the door behind him.

Seijuro took a deep sigh, sitting up from his bed. Wiping his face with his hand, he did his best to wake himself up.

They say the state of your bedroom is the same as the state of your mind. Theirs was divided, the twins liked to keep their side according to their own tastes. As such, Seijuro had his achievements and medals displayed, and so was some of his favorite books and a shogi set. Akashi on the other hand kept it simple, mostly small trinkets displayed and instead had pictures on the walls of his friends. Aside from the regular desk and bed that a bedroom needs, I dare say there was only one thing in common that the two sides shared. A picture of the twins, side by side with their mother.

Always they took the same route as they were dropped off at the front entrance of the school. Walking side by side in the middle of the way. The crowds instinctively parted, intimidated by their presence. Typical. Two was more dangerous than one.

Akashi had since smiled at the rest of their classmates in case of eye contact. Seijuro on the other hand, ignored them.

"I'd like to visit the library this morning. Before the Student Council meeting." the older boy announced to his brother.

"How unusual." Seijuro muttered under his breath.

"Is it?"

"We have a much larger library. It is unusual. And unnecessary."

"Well I merely want a change of scenery." Seijuro just rolled his eyes, following him to the library anyways. From there they went their separate ways, Seijuro browsing a different section despite his disapproval.

"A-Ah, Seijuro-sama! Glad to see you here for the first time... Is there anything in particular you are looking for?" one of the student librarians immediately bowed to the younger redhead, quite panicked from his presence.

"I’m merely browsing at the moment."

As he roamed the shelves, Akashi found himself in the presence of a girl on one of the tables. It was clear from the expression on her face that she was struggling, her face scrunched up as she wrote vigorously on her notebook. The redhead subtly peeked at her book as he passed behind her.

"Cubed, not squared."

"What?"

"Your exponent, you've made an error." the girl reread her equations and slammed her hand on the table.

"Shit- you're right! Thanks Akashi," the girl smiled up at him.

He was rather surprised, not quite noticing that he was staring at her.

"Um... are you good?" her question snapped him out of his trance.

"Ah, yes. Apologies... I was caught off guard," Akashi chuckled apologetically.

"By... what?"

"Never you mind," Akashi said, sitting down in front of her.

"Your name is?"

"(Y/N)."

"Oh yes, you're the transfer student." The girl nodded.

"I do hope I am not interrupting you. You see-"

"Akashi," Seijuro appeared out of nowhere, looking down at his brother and glancing at the girl.

"Come, we will be late."

"Ah... another time, then," Akashi stood up, the girl smiling back and nodding.

"See you," the girl called back to them, waving her hand.

When they were finally out of earshot and alone in the hallways, (Seijuro looked around to make sure) he scolded his brother.

"Hey- what the fuck was that? What happened to just looking in the library?"

"What, I'm not allowed to talk to people now?"

"You are, but to the point that you basically almost forgot about the meeting? Usually you're the one saying we always need to get there early!"

Akashi pouted and turned away, defeated.

"Fine, fine... sorry," he said, his apology half-assed.

"But... she's kinda pretty, isn't she?"

A teacher suddenly exited the classroom, and in the blink of an eye, it was as if the two put on a mask, instantly behaving. They walked straight as they usually do, side by side.

"Good morning Akashi, Seijuro,"

"Good morning, Toshio-sensei." the twins said in perfect unison, as if it was only one voice echoing through the halls.

Seijuro let out a soft sigh, shaking his head slightly.

"Bakashi..." he muttered under his breath.

"How vulgar, Seijuro. We are in public," he scolded his brother playfully, Seijuro ignoring him. Though, he couldn't help but comment.

"It is quite peculiar..."

"Mmh."

It was something the twins were born with. Such curses came with being born an Akashi, born to Masaomi specifically. The inherent burden of being perceived as nearly a god by those around you, and especially by those who worked with you. Those who bow down to them without a single thought was just like everyone else. And they despised it.

"But... rather refreshing, don't you think?"

"Agreed."

"Then it's decided. I'll court her."

Seijuro forced a laugh.

"I'm serious."

Seijuro did not laugh this time. They stopped in front of the Student Council office.

"We will talk about this later."

[utapri-translations-uuuu]

MUSOU - Lyrics + Translation (夢奏-むそう-)

Please do not repost/retranslate without permission.

Kanji:

零れないで　零さないで

たった一瞬　だけど永遠だと信じているから

奏 Let's keep singing

つま先まで痺れさせる　歓喜に似た衝動は

(Tell me what you call it. I can see it shining through.)

全身　まばゆいほど千々に乱れ呼吸だけが耳に返る

(Tell me what you call it. Realize what it means to exist.)

Maybe

剥がれ落ちてゆく(ボクのカタチが)

不完全だとしても(一つじゃないと)

求めるだけじゃ終わらせない本物を

You know that's me

(果てない夢へ)

色も記号もない世界に増えてゆくものが

自分だけの証なんだと

(とめどないアップデート)

作り上げてきた曲たちが導(ルビ：しるべ)になり

君のもとへ Get there

涙の跡残すよりも　喜びへと輝かせる

そんな(強さいつも)

予測だけじゃ足りないもの　ためらいなく受け入れれば

(I can believe it now. I can see it shining through.)

消えない　希望への渇望

(果てない夢へ)

自分の手で生み出してゆくこの世界には

必要で不可欠なもの

(手離せはしない)

君がいるからこそ　この夢　叶えられる

突き動かす My wish

ここに立っている(それが真実)

ボクがボクであるって(それが真実)

揺るがない想いが限りなく紡ぐ夢

愛して

(果てない夢へ)

色も記号もない世界に増えてゆくものが

自分だけの証なんだと

(とめどないアップデート)

作り上げてきた曲たちが導(しるべ)になり

君のもとへ Get there

矛盾でさえも

(果てない夢へ)

美しく鮮やかに

I for you

Rōmaji:

Koborenaide kobosanaide

Tatta isshun dakedo eien da to shinjite iru kara

Kanade Let’s keep singing

Tsumasaki made shibiresaseru kanki ni nita shōdō wa

(Tell me what you call it. I can see it shining through.)

Zenshin mabayui hodo chiji ni midare kokyū dake ga mimi ni kaeru

(Tell me what you call it. Realize what it means to exist.)

Maybe

Hagare ochite yuku (boku no katachi ga)

Fukanzen da toshite mo (hitotsu janai to)

Motomeru dake ja owarasenai honmono o

You know that’s me

(Hatenai yume e)

Iro mo kigō mo nai sekai ni fuete yuku mono ga

jibun dake no akashi nanda to

(Tomedonai appudēto)

Tsukuriagete kita kyoku-tachi ga shirube ni nari

Kimi no moto e Get there

Namida no ato nokosu yori mo yorokobi e to kagayakaseru

Son'na (tsuyo-sa itsumo) yosoku dake ja tarinai mono tamerai naku ukeirereba

(I can believe it now. I can see it shining through.)

Kienai kibō e no katsubō

(Hatenai yume e)

Jibun no te de umidashite yuku kono sekai ni wa

Hitsuyō de fukaketsu na mono

(Te hanase wa shinai)

Kimi ga iru kara koso kono yume kanaerareru

Tsuki ugokasu My wish

Koko ni tatte iru (sore ga shinjitsu)

Boku ga boku dearu tte (sore ga shinjitsu)

Yuruganai omoi ga kagirinaku tsumugu yume

Aishite

(Hatenai yume e)

Iro mo kigō mo nai sekai ni fuete yuku mono ga

jibun dake no akashi nanda to

(Tomedonai appudēto)

Tsukuriagete kita kyoku-tachi ga shirube ni nari

Kimi no moto e Get there

Mujun de sae mo

(Hatenai yume e)

Utsukushiku azayaka ni

I for you

Translation:

Don’t let it spill, don’t let it overflow

It may only be a moment, but I believe it's eternal

Play it, Let's keep singing

The impulse, similar to joy, that tingles all the way down to my toes

(Tell me what you call it. I can see it shining through.)

My whole body is in a state of complete disarray to the point where I’m dizzy, and the only sound I can hear is my own breathing

(Tell me what you call it. Realize what it means to exist.)

Maybe

Even if (the form of me) that is peeling away and falling off

Is imperfect (it’s incomplete)

I won’t stop at just seeking, I want the real deal

You know that's me

(Towards a never-ending dream)

The things that keep increasing in this world without color or symbols

Are proof of myself alone

(Ceaseless updates)

The songs we’ve created become a guide

Leading me to you, Get there

Rather than leaving behind traces of tears, (always)

Let such (strength) shine into joy

If I accept without hesitation what can’t be predicted or foreseen,

(I can believe it now. I can see it shining through.)

An unquenchable thirst for hope

(Towards a never-ending dream)

In this world that I create with my own hands,

There is something essential and irreplaceable

(I won’t let go of it)

Because you're here, this dream can come true

My wish drives me forward

I’m standing here (that is the truth)

I am me (that is the truth)

A dream woven endlessly by an unwavering feeling

Love me

(Towards a never-ending dream)

The things that keep increasing in this world without color or symbols

Are proof of myself alone

(Ceaseless updates)

The songs we’ve created become a guide

Leading me to you, Get there

Even contradictions

(Towards a never-ending dream)

Are beautiful and vivid

I for you

[art-of-firefly]

Oreshi angry vs Bokushi angry. Either way Akashi is adorable 🫶

Just a tiny kitten

It's interesting how his anger is warm as Ore and cold as Boku

[japeneselunchtimerush]

Do you guys remember my silly bokushi headcanon where he likes wearing mismatched socks???

WELL GUESS WHOS HEADCANON IS ACTUALLY CANON(kinda)

HES WEARING MISMATCHED SHOES KILL ME

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WHAT THE FUCK I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS THANK YOU SO MUCH

If you can draw Akashi being cute in any capacity I would love that please 🤲🏿

Big Brother Oreshi and baby brother Bokushi just for you <3

This is a very quick sketch so don't look too long or too closely xD

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I was in the mood to draw big bro Oreshi and baby bro Bokushi and thought it would be a perfect time to make them all cuddly (loosely based on this post). Hope it heals you as much as it healed me.

[Art related to my fic, Accidental Siblings.]

[soulcascade]

Rolelay Request

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。Hey! You can call me Jen! ✨ 　ﾟ･｡･ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ‿︵˓ ʚ♡ɞ ˓ ︵ ͜ ㅤ ㅤ ݂ ͘ ౨ৎ What I'm Looking For. .ᐟ ⟢ ۫ 3 Things…… ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ. ︶ ͡ ۫ ˓ ʚ♡ɞ ˒ ۫ ͡ ︶

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Yandere x Yandere Themed Roleplay. I had a plot in mind where Character A is a new recruit at a company and Character B is a younger manager. The type to excel at everything they do. Now Character A falls in love at first sight and slowly gets obsessed while Character B recognized A from a distant memory- they helped them in some way or another (we can discuss this) and immediately feels that spark.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ BNHA Roleplay I've been wanting to do a OC (me) x CC (you) roleplay with my CC of choice being Katsuki Bakugo. All characters will be aged up so they're MINIMUM 18. I'm also open to doing OC x CC double ups and we can have two different channels for our ships! I can also do CC x CC for you!

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Other… Wouldn't mind another old time-y RP I also have an OC I just made not too long ago for a RP that a partner suggested where we took heavy inspiration from Genshin Impact (used the world, characters, etc not the plot) and turned it into some type of roleplay where we made stuff up along the way etc. I would not mind doing another OC x CC thing here too or simply an OC x OC.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ‿︵˓ ʚ♡ɞ ˓ ︵ ͜ ㅤ ㅤ ݂ ͘ ౨ৎ Requirements. .ᐟ ⟢ ۫ You have to… ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ︶ ͡ ۫ ˓ ʚ♡ɞ ˒ ۫ ͡ ︶

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Be at least 18! I won't roleplay with minors even in a platonic way.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Be semi-literate to novella. I do not appreciate one-liners but know that sometimes things can be uneventful so it's understandable sometimes

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Write in 3rd person. Sorry. Just can't wrap my head around 1st or 2nd.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ‿︵˓ ʚ♡ɞ ˓ ︵ ͜ ㅤ ㅤ ݂ ͘ ౨ৎ Notes . .ᐟ ⟢ ۫ Other things… ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ︶ ͡ ۫ ˓ ʚ♡ɞ ˒ ۫ ͡ ︶

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ I'm a senior in highschool so please be understanding if I don't respond! I'll get back to you shortly!

[terriblesportsimagines]

How would Akashi, Kise, and Himuro react to their s/o badmouthing their best friend (the reader in this case) by saying that they (the boys) are better off without them (the friend) and that they can do better when it comes to best friends? Both reader and s/o are gender neutral!

Man, keeping s/o and reader straight was difficult with this. If there is a mix up in here somewhere when I use ‘you’ to refer to the s/o I apologize.

Akashi Seijuro

They’re done. That’s it, full stop. He has no patience for stupid, petty games.

Badmouthing his best friend, someone he cares about a lot is a deal breaker. He chooses the people close to him carefully, and you are among the closest. You have already proven yourself.

Chalks it up to jealousy and is disappointed that their personality turned out so bad. Feels cheated that he didn’t see it sooner, and annoyed that he wasted any time on them.

The relationship couldn’t have been going on that long, because he would have seen through the S/O before it ever got to the super serious point. That kind of thing always springs up, and someone like Akashi is going to pick it up.

His feelings are dead the moment they comment on you. He gets cold and tells them that they are not the person he thought they were and that they no longer have any value to him.

He is savage with them. He’s protective of his friends (this is after ore and boku merge). People who question his judgement in such a way are worthless.

Kise Ryouta

This boy will fight with them. At first, he just sort of shrugs it off and tells them not to be mean, that you are his friend and that’s not going to change.

The more they bring it up, the more annoyed he gets. Eventually he snaps at them to leave it alone.

If they still persist, that’s when he questions whether this is a person he wants to be with and spend his valuable time around. He’s not giving you up, once a person is his, they are his until he decides differently.

His icy side comes out and he bluntly tells them it’s not their place to tell him who he can and can’t be friends with. Romantic relationships come and go, but friends last a lot longer. He values his friends because he doesn’t have that many genuine ones.

Immediately starts to see them as just another of the groupies and promptly breaks up with them.

Will be clingy with you for a little while and will complain about how awful is ex is without telling you why.

Himuro Tatsuya

Somewhere between the other two. He’s not as instant death as Akashi, but he’s also not as patient as Kise.

He’s going to be irritated the first time they say it. He’ll tell him to stay in their late and that you are his best friend not theirs. Something sours in his relationship with them though. The fact that they don’t like you is a red flag to him.

The next time it’s brought up, he snaps at them and gives them a warning that he won’t tolerate them shit-talking you, especially when they don’t know what the hell they are talking about. Things are not good after this.

The third time, it’s over. He just ghosts them. If it happens when they are together, he tells them that you mean more to him than they do and he’s done with their petty bullshit.

He’s mean when he does it.

After he breaks it off, he completely ignores them forever.