existential crisis

saitama of one-punch man. private. selective. by dom.

[seelesdog-deactivated20170119]

❝ you’re gone, gone, gone away, i watched you disappear. all that’s left is the ghost of you. now we’re torn, torn, torn apart, there’s nothing we can do, just let me go we’ll meet again soon. ❞

                           NAGISA KAWORU                                              ♡                                  IKARI SHINJI

[capedbald-blog]

HAGEMANTO. proof of how gay @yonjuichigo and i are. look at these gays.

[capedbald-blog]

;; DUDE, I love reading your threads. I practically get inspired and motivated whenever I see you on my dash 'cause holy cow you're top notch. Like senpai notice me (but not really).

HAGEMANTO. FRIEND !!!! wow this means so much !! i’m glad to be ur source of motivation honestly wow! thANK YOU THOUGH !!!!!!!!!!!! ♡

[yonjuichigo]

        “yeah, but i’m hungry,” it’s a reasonable response to him. tetsuo reaches over to the folded up clothes waiting to be put away in drawers, pulls his gray t-shirt off of the top of the pile and slips it over his head. runs a hand through his tousled hair, then shakes it out. muscles hold a slight ache, a tenderness, though his skin sports no visible wounds and his bones are not broken. but it’s good to feel something in the aftermath of their fights. not fights borne out of anger or hate, but something of a friendly competition. always held in remote areas, wilderness where they would not disturb the city.

       probably pisses off environmentalists, though.

       flesh hand nearly reaches out, nearly settles on saitama’s knee. yet tetsuo refrains, thinks he knows better. after all, everyone he’s loved and cared for ended up leaving him, or dying. relationships destroyed. left him alone, frightened, lost. eyes drag to the calendar on the wall. birthday is in three months and three days. turning twenty. birthdays don’t matter much to him anymore, but it’s something to distract himself from the burning growing in his chest. not entirely unpleasant, and not at all unfamiliar. the last person who gave you that feeling ended up dead. “—you want me to make something? for dinner.”

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he pats his belly, fingers calloused over the muscle. HE WAS HUNGRY, TOO. the energy spent now flittered somewhere in the decimated trees  &  pulverized rock. he wondered briefly if he’d ever find himself exhausted again, muscles reaching for that last bit of energy hidden between the strips of meat. it was something he hadn’t felt since the loss of his hair  &  it seemed now as a long lost memory. at least with tetsuo, he had gotten close to living it again. saitama finds himself idly watching as tetsuo dresses himself. the muscles of his back suddenly clothed by the gray fabric. there was something much more intimate seeing his skin when it wasn’t the target of his punches. when he wasn’t hoping for it to split like overripe fruit. now it seemed as if he were intruding, but he looks anyway. once dull eyes flickering with something he considered pleasant.

his gaze averts to the mess of hair at the top of his head, nearly begging for a proper hand to brush down the wild strands of dark hair. saitama hadn’t been afraid to admit how important tetsuo had become to him.  THE PERFECT FIGHT.  one he could indulge in with out fear of finding himself lost underneath the need for more. it was an outlet, a breath of air from the day to day. what he was terrified of was the possibility of it disappearing. what he would become with out him.  ❛  ━━━━  OH. . . THAT REMINDS ME.  ❜  in the midst of their competition, he’d forgotten something equally as important as the feeling of fire in his throat. he’d made the mistake before of forgetting  &  it had cost him greatly.  ❛   I FORGOT TO GO GROCERY SHOPPING.   ❜

[wnq-writers]

They both were beyond damaged but somehow they could heal each other.

A. Synthia   (via wordsnquotes)

[yonjuichigo]

some sappy gay bullshit. i don’t know why i wrote it in this pov but it works. @capedbald

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     “WHAT? Right now? NOT REALLY man but this isn’t exactly the       BEST place to just lie down and go to sleep. Y’should just wait       till you get home or somethin’.”

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❛  ━━━━ I’VE GOT LAUNDRY TO DO WHEN I GET HOME. ‘suppose it’d be easier if i just napped here for a moment before headin’ off.  ❜

[capedbald-blog]

HAGEMANTO. i’m sorry i’ve been so exhausted in every way possible lately for no reason. i am literally the worst, i’m sorry to all my partners.

[wnq-music]

Warm me up with your lips.

Ed Sheeran, “Firefly | @itslikethesun (via talece)

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HAGEMANTO. zach that’s gay.

[talkfeminismtome]

You’re a god damn treasure whether you wanna believe it or not

Savannah Brown (via sevenwrites)

[capedbald-blog]

i feel like sai's devastated look is less irritation and more pity. before him stands what he could've turned out to be, ( a villain searching for the fulfilling fight ) and sai gives him that fight. he could easily just kill boros, but instead he lets him have his 'fun' because he was but a bad decision away from turning out the same way. fucks me up tbh

HAGEMANTO. you came into my ask box and WRECKED ME, anon. whenever i watch this episode and boros just goes “you had strength to spare.” i just kinda……. i’m Fine :) almost the entire time during their fight saitama is really passive and lets boros do what he wants because i think he realized early on that he could have killed boros with his one punch. but he acknowledges how powerful boros is and it’s sobering – i think – for saitama. he could have easily fallen down that path but the thing with saitama is that he’s Inherently Good, from what i’ve seen. he’s not a villain and i don’t think he could ever allow himself to be villain. I THINK BOROS AND SAITAMA ARE FOILS IN THAT WAY………….. both on the extremes at opposite ends. and by that time in their fight, i think saitama was just done witnessing what someone has allowed themselves to become.

[manganimae]

Shut up.

[wordsnquotes]

I mustn’t look at you too much, or I won’t be able to take my eyes off you at all.

Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice  (via wordsnquotes)

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❛   ━━━━  OH. YOU’VE GOT --   ❜  he laughs, nose wrinkling as his lips spread wide into a genuine smile. there’s a quiet fire in his eyes that is not often seen, reserved only for the boy across the table..  ❛  . . . you’ve got sauce right here.  ❜  before he’s able to wipe away the mess himself, saitama reaches out to press his thumb to the corner of his mouth  &  swipe it away. and as quickly as he had done that, he leans far over the table to press his lips against tetsuo’s.  ❛  ━━━━  BETTER, RIGHT ?  ❜  //  @yonjuichigo

[capedbald-blog]

Heads up that I headcanon Saitama as ASEXUAL/AROMANTIC. He has a little to no sex drive/sexual attraction to any genders. As well as little to no romantic attraction to others. He is more than satisfied with friendships and platonic relationships. This segment straight from the wiki helps sum up Saitama in terms of romanticism, “It is important to note that aromantics do not lack emotional/personal connection, but simply have no instinctual need to develop connections of a romantic nature. Aromantics can have needs for just as much empathetic support as romantics, but these needs can be fulfilled in a platonic way.”