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i don't know how to flirt but i can make you angry
"My muse"
one thing about me is that i noticed
i’ve been saying “do it scared” but now i gotta actually do it
growing up with an angry father is terrifying but growing up a daughter with an angry mother is gut wrenching because you get it, you understand that she’s been worn down by the world and being treated as less and she’s been carrying the rage and traumas of her mother and her mother before her and her mother before her and when you see her you recognise that same rage in you
but her rage is not pointed at the world, it’s pointed at you because you’re 14 and not used to the harshness of it yet but she will make sure you get there and you don’t know what to do but cry and she hates seeing your tears because they make her nauseous
growing up with an angry mother feels like being ripped apart because you know she loves you, she’s your worst enemy, she makes you feel safe, she terrifies you, she’s your best friend, she’s the reason you can’t let people get close, you love her, you never cried over a boy or a girl as much as you cried over her words, she made you, you’re her puppet, you’re desperate to leave, you’ll never escape her blood or her judging gaze and even when you leave you can hear her voice in your head and it will haunt you until you’re dead
you understand her rage but you see it in yourself and that scares you more than anything else
every time i open a doc my brain goes 'what if it's about his mom tho' and i'm like oh my god shut upppp
– Jamie Oliveira | from "Erosion"
dammit i was supposed to fix everything today
aaaand my past is right behind me isnt it
day 18: fly me to the moon by frank sinatra
Just finished reading stubborn kind and I left you a comment but I also wanted to shower some love on you here! Thank you for sharing that masterpiece with us.
ahh masterpiece is such a huge word! i'm really happy you liked it <3 thanks for commenting and popping in here as well! it's sooo kind and now i'm extra excited to keep going. and your ao3 comment had me kicking my feet because you just get it, like completely!!
Junhun Day 3: Player!Jun-ho
“You didn’t fail, hyung.”
coach gihun x player junho au 🏐
okay so i was watching volleyball world championships and now my brain is STUCK on a junhun volleyball au and i can't turn it off!!!! like, imagine gi-hun as the team coach. late 30s, maybe pushing 40, short hair from s2, sleeves rolled, clipboard, that tired look in his eyes like he's seen every kind of stupid serve there is TT
and he's got these weird-ass tactics that shouldn't work but do??? like he'll bench the star for an entire set just to prove a point and somehow they WIN. the other coaches hate him because they can't predict him and his players follow him bc somehow it always pays off. genius or madman?? probably both! he's a bit burned out though... and he used to be ridiculously idealistic about the game!! he actually believed in its soul, teamwork, honesty, all that. then the press and money people got involved, and it turned into a circus. sponsorship politics, forced media smiles, higher-ups talking about branding instead of passing. he hated it, fought it, got tired. now he keeps his mouth shut mostly, still shows up, still loves the game, he just keeps it to himself now. he pretends he doesn't care anymore but when the whistle blows he's pacing the sidelines bc his heart's still in it TT team respects gi-hun to hell and back <3 he doesn't yell much, but when he does everyone straightens up like soldiers. he's the kind of coach who says "again" and everyone dies a little inside but no one argues :)) he believes in them in this quiet way that makes them want to prove him right like YES COACH I WILL BLEED FOR THIS RECEPTION THANKS FOR THE OPPORTUNITY
jun-ho is the new outside hitter. he times the approach well, reads the block, puts the ball where it needs to go. what beats him is his own head. his older brother sits in there like a judge, and some days junho can't tell if he plays because he wants it or because he's still trying to win the same old fight. his chest tightens when coach folds his arms and says "fix the angle," and his ears heat when a steady hand lands between his shoulder blades to set him straight. he has no idea what to do with any of it, so he keeps swinging until the tape bites and his palm aches. i want jun-ho being like "I'M NOT EVEN GAY-" and then looking at his hands shaking after gi-hun tapes his fingers for the first time and going oh. OH. and it's not tragic, it's just messy and real. lots of "IM FINE, IM FINE" followed by shower staring at tiles like a clown. and gi-hun sees through him. he's been around long enough to know what it looks like when a man wants him. at first he kinda lets it slide and pretends it's nerves, rookie admiration, whatever makes it easier to ignore. but then jun-ho keeps hanging around after practice, dropping by the office on excuses that don't make sense, watching him like he's trying to solve something. so then he's like "kid, please. you don't know what you're thinking. GO PRACTICE YOUR RECEPTION OR I SWEAR TO GOD"
he's not playing about boundaries!!!! line is line. which makes jun-ho even worse because nothing is SEXIER than someone who won't let you be stupid!!!! the worst part is his own brain starts betrying him, telling him coach looks back, too. not in any obvious way, just in those split seconds before gi-hun remembers to hide it. a glance that stays a beat too long, the corner of his mouth that almost softens. and jun-ho K.N.O.W.S he's NOT imagining it. he's young, fine, but he's not that naive. he knows. he fucking knows!! gi-hun knows too. he knows exactly what line not to cross, which ofc makes jun-ho want to cross it for both of them.
and ofc it's a season-long slow burn!! respect first and want second. then want wins but like… with consent and timing and the older adult in the room actually being an adult?? "i'll wait until you're sure and the season's over and then we talk like adults" thing. and salesman's in the background going BOOOO kiss already!!
bc yep ofc salesman's the opposite hitter, dae-ho's the middle blocker, wooseok's the setter and jung-bae's maybe the veteran libero?? the only one who actually argues with gi-hun and somehow gets away with it
and maybe at some point gihun realizes he's into it again. the gym's loud, jun-ho sparking it, and he thinks, DAMN, maybe i still love this game. maybe i'm not done.
i'll write it after i finish my current fic bc hoooly shit i love this too much! i can already see jun-ho losing his mind every time gi-hun joins them on court. sweatpants, or god forbid, SHORTS, stretching around his thighs, and jun-ho immediately sends the ball flying into the stands. gi-hun staring at him like ??? are you serious right now??? and jun-ho's there pretending to adjust his wrist tape like that's the issue
i go on tumblr, talk to myself then leave
I'm actually really funny once you get past how socially inept I am.