#im still not doneeee ugh

[daily-darlinggrim]

[catcherkazuya]

🌟⚾ daiya no ace liveblogging, episode 37 ⚾🌟

- FUCK - I FORGOT ABOUT THIS ONO BUILD UP - TO HIS GODDAMN FINGER BREAKING 

- ughhhhhhh I remembered and I still didn't put 2 and 2 together - also INUI IS A GODDAMN BEAST - his whole head got smacked with the bat and he still GOT THAT BITCH OUT - that shit was soooo smoothhh 

- AND THEN HE SAID "NO PROBLEM" in English LIKE A BOSSSSS

- omg Tokyo senbatsu is everything 🌟 - also y'all see that seamless switch off between Ono and Yui? I mean, given the circumstances .. but! that's trust right there !! 

- Yui was ready too; pick up right where Ono left off with no panic or hesitation - lolol kuramochi and maezono are too much,, they so aggressive as temp captains 

- ALSO HARUICHI LOOKS JUST LIKE RYOUSUKE @ 8:57 I'm doneeee 💀💀 - awwwwww my heart 💔💔 Ono please - he just wants to take care of the team - AAAAH HE'S CRYING 😭 AND NOW IM CRYINGGGG - FUCK AND NABE IS CRYING 

- bsjskksbdkshhsva - OH SHIT - narumiya and miyuki battery IS HERE - OH MY GODDDD -  narumiya is truly insufferable 

-  how the fuck does everyone else on inashiro deal with him ??!? -  "if you're my catcher, make me shine" "can you handle our king?" LIKE UGHHHH 😩😩 -  excuse the fuck outta you but MIYUKI CAN CONTROL YOUR KING, YO WHOLE GODDAMN TEAM AND MORE -  c'mon now they only reason y'all are getting on him right now is because y'all know miyuki kazuya is THE SHIT 🔥🔥🔥 -  how ???? HOW YOU OUT HERE REJECTING PITCHES Narumiya !! -  AAA 😱😱😱😡😡 DID HE -  REALLY JUST

-  THROW ??? -   A PITCH ??

-   AT MIYUKI !?!! -   oh HELL NO ABSOLUTELY NOT -   narumiya drop your location sir I just wanna talk 🙃

-   narumiya has lost his whole goddamn mind because clearly he ain't trying to win this goddamn game if he's out here rejecting pitches then blatantly throwing them recklessly at the pitcher AND THEN HAS THE AUDACITY to walk halfway off the mound, unsupportively of his catcher when miyuki is struggling to get this damn out WHEN IT WAS NARUMIYA'S damn fault miyuki didn't catch it to begin with 😡😡😡🙃 -   oooooooo I'm so heatedddd y'all -   this is why I'm don't fuck with him -   selfish ass stupid headass -   🙅🏾‍♀️🙅🏾‍♀️🙅🏾‍♀️🙅🏾‍♀️ -   WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PROVE ?? Other than pettiness and being ugly -   I will take any pitcher in all of Japan over him;; idc is he's the greatest or whatever -   he's annoying and his attitude is appalling -   THANK YOU to carlos, shirakawa and literally everyone else doing their jobs on this team 

-   Carlos and umemiya are super cute ugh 😍 -   also thank you to Madhouse for focusing so heavily on miyuki's eyes and smiles his episode,, you are appreciated 💖

this week's end card ♦️ (ft. USA v. Japan teams!)

[hotcocosharing]

Glory Days Part 11 (IM RP AU- Shun & Midi)

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Eriko’s POV I would be lying to say that I wasn’t jealous of Midi as Toshi chooses her instead of going to me but she’s far too drunk to even walk. A part of me wishes time to freeze so I’d watch him day and night or touch his bare chest with all the possible dirty ways I’d find on internet. Obeying the gentleman like a good girl, I sneak back to the changing room and slide myself out of the bustier, squeezing myself into a matching set of lingerie with leopard print before throwing over my head the white and summery dress which’s obviously too thin and cold for this time of night.

Watching the usual mature Midi acting child like is priceless to me whilst I’m usually the one getting picked up and sent home in a cab or waking up next to hotties who I have no recollection the next morning. Anyhow, walking along side Toshiaki makes me feel safe and having drunken Midi around only makes it better. "WOOOOPS!!” I exclaim a little too loud for anyone’s liking but seeing the man I just taunted couples of hours ago is most certainly not on my plan. Heading straight to the kitchen in attempt to fill my void hungry stomach. Pouting at the sad fact that Toshi is no longer shirtless as I nearly lick a jar of nutella clean.   “Are you planning on spreading that on something you can eat or all over yourself?” Instead of playing along and telling Maki or what his types would love to hear, I look down to see Toshi cleaning up my mess and letting go of whatever weird feelings that’s been bothering me- completely ignoring the fact that this could cause a boys fight or one really pissed off doctor to be. I throw all remaining decency and moral out the window- if there’re any to begin with and launch myself on Toshi’s back, wrapping my arms around his neck with my legs on his waist. “Piggy backkk ride!!! Yah!!!!!” “Midi???? Piggy back ride? Midi! Gosh are you  doing it already? Tachibana, she’s got some preeetty sexy bra underneath, don’t let it go to waste!” Drawing some extra nutella on Toshi’s cheek, I slowly lick the trace away and whisper loud enough for everyone in the kitchen to hear. “Did I look goodddd in my bustier?” “Oh I changed into …. a matching set just like Midi’s, wannnnna see? Tell me which one suits meeee moreeeeee?!” Slurring and mixing my words with uncontrollable giggles, an angry call of my name and the sound of fist slamming to the wall has forced my temporarily attention back onto the man I was initially interested in fucking on the night we met. “If looks could kill, Tooooshiii you and I are dead by nooowww. Look… Scaryyyy doctor!” Snuggling my face to the side of his neck, I tighten my grip and yelp in a half serious and half playful tone. “Ahhhhhh get him away from me! He'ssssss the baddd guy.” I give the lovely lone wolf a light peck on his cheek and tell my most honest thoughts, “And you are a gooood guy. I …. thi…. think I’m doneeee with bad boysss now..so doneeee!” Then everything else goes pitch black follow by dead silence. Shunichiro’s POV Raising my brows in disbelief, I pull Midori to my bed and tell the guys NOT to come in for the night. No one is to see what she’s wearing underneath after Eri’s helpful announcement, chuckling at her drunken form the new girl of my life caresses my chest and sleeps like a cat. Gently brushing her hair as she lays peacefully (and I’d love to say gracefully too if she isn’t so drunk.) My kiss on her forehead shift to her heated cheek then onto her red and seductive lips which I stand no chance to. “Midori, you’re letting this goes to waste according to Eriko but I would enjoy teasing you more when you’re awake.” With fingers dancing at the hem of the oversized shirt that presumingly belongs to Toshiaki, I carefully roll it off her and cover the sheets over her with my arms wrapping around her waist, falling back to sleep happily and look forward to her bizarre and funny reaction in the morning.

Toshiaki’s POV She’s drunk - still - great. I did not sign up for this shit! Thrown off guard by a piggy back that I’m not expecting, I decide to turn this around and into my favour as I carry the drunk and disorderly girl over to my bunk and throw her down onto it. Watching her squirming around pulls a deep and heavy breath from me as I try to figure out what to do - Maki making himself comfortable on the couch as he laughs from the distance at my dilemma. "You could offer to help asshole.” “Toshi - She’s not my problem.” I swear, a sucker punch to his jaw would do me the world of good in regards to stress release but I can’t walk away without Eri rolling off the bed and possibly hurting herself. Figuring I have no choice other than to stay where I am; it’s a few gentle strokes of her hair and telling her - reminding her - that it’s okay and that I’m not going to leave which causes her to fall asleep. Ugh - guess this means I’ll be taking the couch again. Midori’s POV It’s warm. Warm and a little cologne smelling. I feel like I have the worst possible headache known to mankind and the vibration of my phone buzzing against my ribs forces me to slowly open my eyes. EEEEEKKKK! It’s too bright. Turning over, I manage to snuggle into something warm which makes a sound - a groan - and catches me by surprise. The scream which slips from my lips is enough to wake the entire campus. Backing away in a flash I don’t realise how close I am to the edge of the bed and fall off; hitting the floor heavily and taking down every sheet and cover I’ve managed to get myself tangled within. Rubbing my forehead, the urge to throw up is very, very real and I feel like bursting out into tears when I notice who I’ve fallen asleep beside and what I’m wearing. Please tell me Shunichiro and I did not have sex. Ugh - no…. no, no, no… I was meant to be sober to remember it. Fuck. No. It couldn’t have happened - I’m clothed. Half clothed. Why am I in lingerie and where the hell are my actual clothes. As the men of dorm room 3026 roll over, get comfortable and try to gain a few more hours of sleep, I’m up straight onto my feet, sheet wrapped around me to conceal any kind of dignity I might have. “Errriiii..”, I hiss in a whisper, “Errrriiiii.” My head is pounding. A paracetamol or something is needed - STAT!. “Psstttt.. Erikoooooo.” Finally looking up enough to see her sprawled out on the top bunk, I skillfully attempt to climb it enough that I can shake her and wake the ever so sleeping beauty enough that I have to tell her it’s time to go. AGAIN my phone vibrates and I’m mortified to see the number on the screen. My mother? What the hell does she want? Oh fuck I’m in lingerie. Did we go past her store? Did I lock up correctly? How on earth did we get here? After enough persistant bugging, I finally manage to wake Eri and force her to clamber down, instructing in a whisper that drums at the inside of my skull that we need to be quiet and leave. “Can’t we stay for breakfast?”, she whines and I’m about to snap when I notice Shunichiro’s eyes open - a heart melting smile paint onto his face that I really don’t want to leave. Ugh - do we need to leave? Midi make your mind up. Yes. No. Yes. N– “No. I am in deep shit - ughhh.. I have like 46 missed calls from my mother and a text which is all in capslock and I’m pretty sure with the very, very broken memory I have of last night that I’ll be dead when she sees me.” Finding a shirt on the ground which I vaguely remember wearing, I slip back into it quickly - my arms not quite working so the struggle begins before half crawling onto Shun’s bed to give him a quick kiss on the cheek even though I can for some strange reason taste alcohol on my breath. “I’m sorry… I don’t… I don’t know how we ended up here but I’ll call you or… something. Maybe text me later. We gotta go! I’ll make all this – whatever it is up to you.” Grabbing at Eri’s wrist, I drag her out of the boys dorm room without a second word said as we trip into the elevator and take it down to the ground floor. Ughhhhhh - there’s sun. It’s burning my eyes. It’s only 11am - on a… I don’t know what day it is but why are so many people awake this early? Marching across the campus grounds, without looking at where I’m going a basketball flies in our direction which I’m not able to stop and manages to hit Eri straight in the arm. There’s a sharp sound which follows which I know must sting and hurt like hell but her delayed reaction tells me she too doesn’t know what’s going on, let alone possibly didn’t feel anything. “Shit are you ok?”, I ask concerned. Right now my mother and death-wish can wait - I need to make sure that Eri’s not hurt. Before I have a chance to even check over her; there’s a stranger at her side, rubbing down her arm and asking her if she’s alright - if where the ball hit hurts and if she needs medical assistance. He’s sweating - no glistening in the sun and everyone standing on the court seems to be waiting for him. He uses his fingers to gently lift Eri’s head up and force her to look at him. I watch as she cracks into a small smile; her eyes still glazed over from whatever we got up to last night. “Rikiya.. hey - is she alright?”, another guy calls out walking over. From the look of the jersey’s they’re all wearing these guys are possibly another college team over to practice before a game or something.

“I don’t know”, the auburn haired gentleman mentions, “…she hasn’t said anything.”