𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡.

[aikowo]

                     aikowo  :    an  INCREDIBLY  low  effort  writing  blog  for  AIKO  ISHIKAWA  ;  an  original  character  with  roots  in  haikyuu!!  but  has  evolved  into  more  of  a  fandomless  original  character  .  a  study  in:  human  connection  ,   perfection  ,  pushing  our  limits  and  pushing  others  away  until  we're  all  ALONE  .

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this  blog  is  highly  selective  &   closed  ,  and  ONLY  AVAILABLE  TO  FRIENDS  /  people  i've  written  with  on  other  blogs  . 

minors  dni.   do  not  reblog  original  content  from  me  or  use  my  content  without  EXPRESS  permission  from  me  .  original  character  was  originally  established  in  2020  on  a  multimuse  .  as  beloved  by   EEPIE   ,   25  .  they  /  them  .

                         current blogroll: @gviltys @botfrag @holysln @aikowo

this  blog  contains  mentions  of  :  SUICIDE  ,  ABUSE  ,  ALCOHOLISM  ,  DISASSOCIATION  ,  DEATH  ,  MURDER  and  more  .  since  aiko  was  originally  written  as  an  original  character  for  haikyuu!!  ,  her  default  verse  is  set  in  that  of  her  being  in  high  school  . while  she  will  have  other  verses  where  she  is  different  ages ,  please  NOTE  that  while  there  will  be  triggering  content  ,  there  will  never  be  nsfw  on  this  blog  . follows back from @gviltys .

that being said ...

[gviltys]

write me a starter .

[aikowo]

✮⋆˙         what  a  pain  :  this  nuisance  seeming  HARDER  to  shake  off  than  the  other's  .  she  SUPPOSES  that  this  is  her  father's  best  choice  yet  ,  although  there's  pained  irritation  behind  cooled  expression  of  HERS ,   if  only  to  be  covered  with  the  slightest  bit  of  surprise  .  "  you  know  ...  you  do  not  have  to  ...  "   princess  gestures  behind  her  ,  light  blue  SLEEPDRESS  flowing  behind  her  in  the  night  wind  ,  "  follow  me  on   ..  simple  night  walks  through  the  garden  ,  "   aiko  finishes  ,  but  a  shiver  to  run  through  her  BODY  as  cool  night  air  takes  no  prisoners  and  blows  through  her  thin  slip  .

✮⋆˙         of  course  she's  LYING  ,  but  she  trusts  that  this  one  is  dumb  enough  to  believe  HER  that  she's  not  leaving  the  estate's  grounds  ,  golden  eyes  BORING  into  him  ,  waiting  for  him  to  leave  .  after  all  ,  how  else  will  she  get  that  TASTY  treat  the  commoner  boy  she  met  oh  so  long  ago  gave  her  ?  what  was  it  called  ?  milk  bread  ?   / @solivcgant

[solivcgant]

        "   i ...  don't  like  this  game  ,  "   volleyball  player  offers  flatly  to  other  ,  looking  up  at  eiji  with  a  cooled  kind  of  expectation  ,  holding  out  hand  held  console  to  him  .  "  it's  dumb  .  "   and  sure  ,  maybe  it  ISN'T  ,  but  she's  much  more  affectionate  towards  the  idea  of  watching  him  play  it  while  they're  on  the  BUS  than  futilely  watching  herself  mash  the  same  four  buttons  on  repeat  just  to  die  the  exact  same  way  .  she's  a  little  stiff  ,  but  will  lean  into  the  OTHER  ,  setting  head  on  shoulder  .  "  play  .  i'll  watch  .  " - @aikowo

he isn't offended when the console inevitably is offered back to him. in fact, he expected this the moment she asked to play it. so he'll take the console from her grasp and rest his cheek against the top of her head. "you did well though, that level was pretty difficult for me too." a lie, he cleared it while waiting for her during one of her practices. but it was cute watching her TRY to play the game. maybe he'll convince her to play a two player game one day. "want to sleep a bit?" he asked softly, fingers tapping against the buttons to resume playing where she left off. "you stayed late after practice again and we still have four more stops before we have to get off."

[aikowo]

✮⋆˙         she's  donned  in  UNIFORM  ,  although  she  keeps  yanking  and  pulling  at  chiffon  collar  ;  as  if  it's  CHOKING  her  .  had  begged  for  months  on  END  for  her  father  to  let  her  wear  the  boy's  uniform  ---  finding  it  MORE  comfortable  and  breathable  than  the  stuffy  girl's  one  .  (  NO  ,   you  must  wear  our  last  name  with  dignity  .  i  won't  have  you  dressing  like  a  MAN  .  )   glances  around  the  BUSY  host  room  ,  suddenly  feeling  her  throat  close  up  TIGHTER  at  the  sheer  amount  of  people  in  the  room  .  golden  eyes  scan  desparately  for  SAFETY  ,  only  to  find  him  tending  to  a  few  other  CLIENTS  .  

✮⋆˙         it's  odd  ---  aiko's  no  STRANGER  to  seeing  him  work  his  magic  ,  but  there's  always  some  kind  of  DISCONNECT  .  the  odd  way  they  infantalize  and  dote  over  him  ,  the  way  he  plays  into  it  :  it  seems  all  so  theatrical  to  her  ,  it  almost  makes  her  UNCOMFORTABLE  .  but  practice  was  cancelled  (  noted  by  the  duffel  slung  over  her  shoulder  ,  wrinkling  yellow  dress  )  and  she's  nothing  better  to  do  but  wait  for  him  .  maybe even try to UNDERSTAND . (   you  don't  want  to  cancel  the  ritual  you've  so  easily  fallen  into  ;  waiting  for  just  the  few  moments  ,  minutes  ,  maybe  half  hour  after  clubs  end  to  spend  with  him  ,  even  if  you'll  never  admit  it  .  )

✮⋆˙         instead  ,  will  shuffle  up  to  the  other  as  successors  take  their  leave  ,  leaving  AIKO  standing  awkwardly  in  front  of  her  friend  ,  gripping  the  strap  of  it  as  if  that  will  cement  her  for  the  ask  ,  "  i  want  ...  you  to  host  me ...  ?  practice  was  ,  um  ,  cancelled  . so i ... want you to ,  " motions to the gap between them , separated by coffee table , " do the thing . " / @galaxythixf

[aikowo]

"i just wanna be optimistic." - Honey

✮⋆˙         (    there's  few  things  you  dislike  about  him  comparable  to  OTHERS  ;   but  he  has  that  same  SPARKLE  and  naivety  you  crave  for  yourself  .  you  want  so  BADLY  to  believe  and  sink  into  his  WORDS  ,  but  there's  the  same  GLASS  WALL  between  you  and  him  .  some  sort  of  SOFTNESS  you've  still  yet  to  achieve  correctly  .  )   volleyball  player  looks  down  at  hands  ,  expression  BLANK  ,  eyes  unfocused  as  she  looks  at  CALLOUSES  ,  scars  and  bruises  on  her  ARM  .  the  scars  are  better  ;  barely  noticeable  .  she  likes  that  .

✮⋆˙         "   optimistic  ...  ?  "    voice  is  HOLLOW  ,  barely  sounds  like  herself  ,  if  she  could  even  recognize  that  .  unreadable  as  aiko  is  ,  feels  her  CHEST  tighten  at  the  reality  that  sinks  into  her  ,  sitting  BACK  in  host  club  sofa  ,  light  brown  hair  casting  shadow  on  her  blank  countenance  .  (   it  was  just  a  STUPID  high  school  fling  .  if  you  can  even  CALL  it  that  .  you're  not  sure  WHY  ;  spent  your  entire  time  with  him  KNOWING  it's  on  a  CLOCK  ,  and  yet  you  have  the  audacity  to  GRIEVE  ?  )

✮⋆˙         "   there's  ...  nothing  to  be  optimistic  about  ,  "   aiko  shakes  her  head  gently  ,  "  this  is  ...  what  happens  to  people  like  us  .  "    so  pulled  away  ,  so  cold  ,  no  notes  of  cotton  candy  sweetness  lingering  in  her  tone  just  for  him  :  something  more  similar  to  defeat  just  an  UNDERCURRENT  .  it  might  just  look  like  she's  being  CRUEL  .    (   because  you  are  .  )

✮⋆˙         a  gentle  shrug  of  her  SHOULDERS  ,  still  looking  at  her  hands  ;  refusal  to  look  at  his  EXPRESSION  as  she  looks  at  her  hands  .  "   it's  only  a  matter  of  time  before  ...  you  get  an  arranged  partner  ,  as  well  .  there  is  nothing  to  be  optimistic  about  .   ...  this  is  it  .  "

                     something  to  hide.   accepting.  @galaxythixf

[rpmemequeen]

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[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  some triggering content ahead. add " + " to reverse the action.  )

[ wipe ] sender wipes away receiver's tears [ hurt ] sender hurts receiver with words [ lonely ] sender finds receiver alone in a dark room [ wounded ] sender patches up receiver's wounds [ crying ] sender finds receiver crying [ help ] sender runs to receiver when they scream for help [ nightmare ] sender wakes receiver up from a nightmare [ dying breath ] sender talks to receiver before dying [ hold on ] sender pulls receiver into their arms [ anger ] sender takes their anger out on receiver [ argue ] sender gets into a heated argument with receiver [ scared ] sender scares receiver [ sick ] sender cares for receiver while they are sick [ palm ] sender places a hand on receiver to stop them from doing something [ fight ] sender gets into a physical fight with receiver [ comfort ] sender tries to comfort receiver [ blood ] sender notices that receiver is bleeding [ collapse ] sender collapses into receiver's arms [ pressure ] sender puts pressure on receiver's wound [ slap ] sender slaps receiver in the face [ panic ] sender helps receiver through a panic attack [ lie ] sender catches receiver in a lie [ sobs ] sender sobs uncontrollably while receiver holds them [ hiding ] sender finds out that receiver has hidden an injury from them [ death ] sender just died, receiver finds out [ chin up ] sender lifts receiver's chin to stop them from hiding their tears [ fears ] sender talks to receiver about their fears [ scream ] sender screams at receiver [ coping ] sender teaches receiver some coping mechanisms [ loss ] sender is there for receiver after they've lost someone important to them [ needs ] sender asks receiver what they need [ bullet ] sender takes a bullet for receiver [ bruises ] sender finds bruises of unknown origin on receiver [ rainfall ] sender finds receiver out alone in the rain [ hospital ] sender wakes up in a hospital bed and finds receiver sitting by their bedside [ intrude ] sender walks in on receiver treating their wounds [ calming ] sender tries to calm down receiver [ inspection ] sender holds receiver's face while inspecting an injury they got [ rescue ] sender carries receiver to safety [ clean ] sender cleans blood off of receiver's body

[dazzlingkai]

[aikowo]

@solivcgant !

[raelynnnix]

[raelynnnix]

Class Rank, 2018. Directed by Eric Stoltz.

[rpmemequeen]

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship

[ohisms]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄.    (  an updated collection of  lyric + action prompts originating from the works of grandson.  mature themes present: politics, violence, drug use, etc. feel free to adjust as desired.  )

money isn't always what it seems.

i love you, i'm trying.

it's more fun to be unaware.

one false move, you're a kennedy.

my ego follows me wherever i go.

aren't you fed up yet?

it isn't that much, but it's a good start.

i spent my last dollar on a motherfucking cab.

they lie about some greater good.

the drugs don't work anymore.

there's a cold wind blowing... i'm just warning & preparing you.

i've got a secret i need you to keep.

my heart keeps fucking up the motherfucking plan.

nobody really cared, so it never really mattered.

i wanna feel something, 'cause all that i got is nothing.

get down on the ground, don't even make a sound.

tell me what you're trying to hide.

i was try'na feel like a rockstar.

now presenting: a horror story or a happy ending.

i'm still trying to find my identity.

you don't have to hurt anymore, didn't you hear? the war's over.

i thought it would all be great when i got older.

how do you get in the mind-state to kill?

try to wash my hands, i'm never gonna get them clean.

i was living in the moment, searching for a little serotonin.

do you have enough love in your heart to get your hands dirty?

i became a version of myself i don't like.

you have been forewarned.

we are not alone ... can you keep a secret?

i just wanna fuck my hand up through the wall.

i trust my feelings & then i still get burned.

do you love your neighbor? is it in your nature?

i've been living on the run, now.

you don't wanna get that much closer.

guess that i'm stuck with this shit.

we might not make it 'til the morning.

they made up a reason behind closed doors.

is this what you wanted?

i'm just trying to get used to these changes.

i've got nothing to say.

if i speak too loud, then my voice might crack.

don't know how i'm gonna take much more.

how the hell is everybody on autopilot? they make it look so easy.

everybody knows somebody with something to hide.

look at how we've all grown up fast.

i never get to sleep at night.

i just wanna be optimistic.

beg me for forgiveness.

i never thought it'd come to this.

this isn't as fun as they claimed it'd be.

i got my bags packed & i'm ready to go.

i'm done playing games, so i'm going down in flames.

we made this bed, i guess that we lie in it.

everything's exhausting.

i'm pathetic, i know.

we both know i'm lying.

what's the point in fighting for a happy ever after?

self-sabotage is the only way to find clarity.

tell me, what's your life worth?

is there anybody out there that's paying attention?

i'll be back with the setting sun.

don't even hiccup, or i'm emptying a round.

it never really mattered, so it never really happened.

i gotta get out of this town somehow.

it's too late for me, i should've learned earlier.

just color in the lines, & you'll get it like they promised.

maybe someday all this will make sense.

if i could switch on a count of three, i would do it. but i'm stuck here with me.

took the shit to numb the pain, but it came with side effects.

step one, gotta find a way to get the fuck out of bed.

the bad's been slowly getting worse.

the people aren't happy.

i'm homesick, & i miss my mama.

i was getting high in the bathroom.

i'm watching everybody i grew up with move on.

how many last chances will i get?

shout into the void, & the void shouts back.

tried medication & therapy, it only seems to help temporarily.

i wish there was someone else i could be.

i think it's time for a change.

i'm sick of being underrated.

idle hands are the devil's best friend.

thinking about it, i get whiplash.

tell me, what's the point in living in a world so unforgiving?

i never meant to hurt nobody.

i'm sick of this pretend alternative.

if i had only one call, would you pick up?

what's a dead end to a dead man walking?

every day, every night, i would trade it in a heartbeat.

look me in my eyes, tell me everything's not fine.

everybody's fake & they won't quit talking.

i know i should face it, but i'm running.

i'm isolated & overstimulated at the same time.

i need a savior, but if not me, who?

the hole in my soul keeps wracking up debt.

my life's falling apart, but i love it.

maybe just ignore it, it'll go away.

i'm done playing games.

the day the youth might listen is the day the youth grows old.

speak now or hold your breath.

on the day that i lie still, i'll still have taxes & i'll still have bills.

tell me one damn thing i don't already know.

nobody from back in the day can get ahold of me now.

what's the point of living without you?

i don't like who i'm becoming.

beg me for mercy, admit you were toxic.

how much can i ask for before you walk out that door?

these thrills feel hollow. i'm so obsessed with success.

i think about it, & i get whiplash.

better step back from that open door.

i want it so bad, it takes all control of me.

i made a best friend out of the skeleton in the closet.

i don't know how to heal myself. shit, i don't even know if i'm still myself.

when you're gone i'm back to blue.

i don't know why i'm running away.

will this ever be enough?

the shot was loud & the flash so bright.

i just wanna be a rockstar with a million people following.

i always end up back up at the start.

give me a reason to believe you.

give me one reason i shouldn't go & end your life.

guess i gotta die to get my celebration.

i couldn't do nothing, i never saw it coming.

SCENARIOS / ACTIONS.

in a sudden outburst of anger, sender draws a weapon on receiver.

sender & receiver, strapped for cash, decide to commit a robbery.

during a struggle over a weapon, one muse is gravely injured.

our muses have an emotional fight stemming from jealousy.

sender shows up at receiver's house unannounced, looking haggard.

our muses slip away from a gathering to smoke a joint.

sender approaches a bedrotting receiver, begging them to get up.

sender comes back to enact revenge upon receiver.

our muses speed down the highway with flashing lights in the rearview mirror.

sender finds receiver dangerously wasted at a party.

sender is discovered by receiver in a state of extreme agitation.

sender intends to assassinate receiver, & enacts their plan.

receiver finds sender sitting at a rainy bus stop, alone.

one muse owes the other money, & they come to collect.