i promise i’m alive i’ve just been super lazy this weekend rip

JVL
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
YOU ARE THE REASON

Discoholic 🪩
Stranger Things
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

Product Placement
Cosimo Galluzzi

izzy's playlists!
sheepfilms
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
untitled
Sade Olutola
DEAR READER
Keni

Andulka

Origami Around

ellievsbear
Fai_Ryy
One Nice Bug Per Day

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from T1
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Tunisia
seen from Brazil

seen from United States
seen from Canada

seen from Tunisia

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Morocco

seen from Panama

seen from Saudi Arabia

seen from United States
seen from South Korea
@caiesa-blog
i promise i’m alive i’ve just been super lazy this weekend rip
✖ ✖ — HIDINGRUMORS.
@caiesa gets a starter
Silence was always preferable in the teenager’s mindset. It let him think, distract himself from the usual bustling school atmosphere. The old music room was the best place for this, that was what A-ya had learned at least.
The solitude, and the chance of meeting a ghost was something that entertained him. He sat on a desk, swinging his legs as he stared at the ceiling. A noise from beyond the door caught his attention, and he looked at the brunet who entered.
“Its you.”
c-ta knew damn well that he was better off leaving the raven to his own matters-- in peace and quiet, just how he liked it. but c-ta, being himself, simply can’t trust a-ya on his own. whether they were speaking of rumours, or just sitting in absolute silence-- it didn’t matter, as long as the brunet was there with his friend.
what would happen if c-ta wasn’t always with a-ya ? he could get hurt, or d-ne could do something.... he preferred to not even begin with possible interactions amongst the boy and b-ko. thoughts such as those scared c-ta.
with a small, nervous chuckle, the brunet stepped into the music room to approach the other.
“ yeah... sorry i was late. sensei needed extra work done, so i had to stay after. i see you.... went ahead without me, nonetheless. ah-- anyways-- where’s... d-ne and b-ko ? they’re usually here first, aren’t they ? “
✖ ✖ — NISEMOKO.
@caiesa.
“One more rumor and I’ll literally punch A-ya in the face!” She’s said that at least twenty times, and yet she’s never actually done it. “Can’t you tell him to stop using me as a subject?”
“ ah, b-ko-chan, you know he’s just messing around. “ with scorn growing in mass behind his words, the brunet waved a hand playfully, wearing a smile over his face as though the girl’s words hadn’t agitated him to begin with. “ i suppose i could suggest that he should stop, again..., but, i don’t think he’ll listen, you know.. ! “
my name is BLURRYFACE and i care what you think. ( art cred. )
✖ ✖ — akitoima
“What is in it for me?”
“ ... well, is there anything you want, in particular ? “
✖ ✖ — aimui
❛ someone, hm? a-ya-san, presumably? but ah, i’m just wandering around. ❜
“ a-ya ? ... that’s a possibility, but i won’t confirm it-- are you sure you’re not search- ing for someone, yourself ? “
dazai voice: ?
aimui:
@caiesa liked for a starter.
❛ my, my, if it isn’t c-ta-san. odd to run into you here. ❜
“ yes, it’s quite the surprise. i’m looking for... someone. what are you doing here, d-ne-san ? ”
i received it again —
the last love letter.
ABSENT. friendly reminder that a-ya’s voice is fucking hot.