this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion. i’ve divided it up into two categories ( light & dark ) based on the themes. some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions. please be cautious before continuing on!!
L I G H T
‘ at night i dream of you. ’
‘ don’t give up yet. you still have time to fix things. ’
‘ falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack. ’
‘ i am still so weak when it comes to you. ’
‘ i can’t believe i let myself let you down. ’
‘ i don’t care where we go when we die, as long as i’m with you. ’
‘ i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late. ’
‘ i feel so warm & safe when you talk to me. maybe i could love you if you’d let me. ’
‘ i finally let the right people in & i have never felt so loved. ’
‘ i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after you’re gone. ’
‘ i lived in your permafrost for twenty years & then you looked at me & i felt the warmth of spring. ’
‘ i once wished you’d leave me alone, but i take it back. ’
‘ i want to be able to love someone else, but you stretch your arms & spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else. ’
‘ i want to believe that we got it right this time. ’
‘ i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely. ’
‘ i would travel across the world to be by your side, because as long as you are with me, anywhere is a perfect place to me. ’
‘ it took me awhile to realize it myself, but you are not what other people say you are. ’
‘ it’s not that i really need you, but life would be pretty boring without you around. there’s no one i would rather be with. ’
‘ i’d like to stay like this for awhile. ’
‘ life & death don’t have to be so boring, let’s make both an adventure. ’
‘ life imitates art, they say. i didn’t believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke. ’
‘ live your life so that when you die, souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales. ’
‘ make your exes jealous & your past self proud. ’
‘ maybe you’re what i needed to find in order to move on. ’
‘ never get caught falling harder. they’ll never let you back up. ’
‘ please don’t go. ’
‘ some days it’s easier to just stop fighting it & succumb. ’
‘ sometimes, you’ll find it hard to keep going, but you always will. ’
‘ the desire i feel for you is that same itching, insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction. ’
‘ the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad. ’
‘ there is absolutely nothing & no one who can stop me. ’
‘ there is no route of losing you that is without pain. ’
‘ there’s still room for adventure & there is no one i’d rather have by my side. ’
‘ things didn’t turn out the way i planned, but i’m alright with that. ’
‘ we could be really incredible together, you know? ’
‘ you are beautiful & vibrant & confident. you are light & laughter incarnate & every fiber of your being screams freedom & joy. when i am with you, i am truly happy. ’
‘ you are starlight incarnate, from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think. blessed are any to be loved by you. ’
‘ you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you. ’
‘ you call me yours & i have no idea what that even means to you. ’
‘ you remind me of bubblegum & sweets; soft & pink & warm. you are strong in the gentlest way. you are so stubbornly kind. i wish i could be like that. ’
‘ you still visit me while i sleep sometimes. your fingers trace my spine & i listen to you breathe. please stop haunting me. ’
‘ ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you. ’
D A R K
‘ a thousand empty bottles & fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day. ’
‘ everyone else has moved on, but i am still here. ’
‘ everything about you screams danger. ’
‘ everything is worthless to you & you, in turn, became worthless. ’
‘ for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i don’t feel like i need to impress. ’
‘ freedom is really hard to get used to. ’
‘ how could you do this to me? how fucking could you? ’
‘ i am becoming everything we always dreamed of & i am leaving you behind. ’
‘ i buried you so well that you might as well have died. ’
‘ i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead & not the monster you became. ’
‘ i can’t look at you. not now, not ever. ’
‘ i don’t ask how you’ve been. what’s the point? you’d lie anyways. ’
‘ i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest. ’
‘ i haunted this house first. there is no room for you here. ’
‘ i have a right to be upset. i loved them too, you know. ’
‘ i just want it to end. i want it to all go away. i want to go away. ’
‘ i may be a wolf in sheep’s clothing, but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous. ’
‘ i saw your face today & didn’t feel anything. i am free. ’
‘ i tried to save you, but you didn’t want to be saved. you just wanted someone to suffer with you. ’
‘ it’s almost as if you were never here. ’
‘ it’s unhealthy to do these things, you tell me. you say it’s time to stop smoking, time to stop gambling, & dammit, i f you don’t stop drinking it’ll kill you. i sure hope you’re right, darling. ’
‘ i’m always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind ’
‘ i’m not really scared to die. i’m more afraid that no one will miss me when i’m gone. ’
‘ i’m not the person you left behind anymore. there’s no one here to miss. ’
‘ i’ve been dead far longer than i’ve been alive. ’
‘ i’ve eaten nothing but flower petals & ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you. ’
‘ i’ve never been completely satisfied. i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death. ’
‘ no motive other than pleasure, my dear. ’
‘ one day i’ll go or you will. either way, it will be as if i’m losing a piece of myself. ’
‘ our dreams & promises decay along with you. ’
‘ the leaves change, but nothing else does. ’
‘ the only difference between avoiding & leaving is that now i’m not waiting up for you. ’
‘ there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you. ’
‘ there’s only so much that can be done to repair old damage. ’
‘ things aren’t going as i hoped. maybe if i die, i can start over again? better luck next time. ’
‘ this is not something to be proud of. this is a tragedy. ’
‘ trying to get rid of me? oh honey, you’ll have to try much harder than that. ’
‘ trying to get under my skin? you’re nothing more than a pesky itch. ’
‘ unlike you, i can’t hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger. ’
‘ weeping is for gods & martyrs, we cannot afford such luxuries. ’
‘ would you even miss me? ’
‘ you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart. ’
‘ you complain nonstop about being unloved & alone, i can’t imagine what you’d be like if that were actually true. ’
‘ you don’t know what it’s like. ’
‘ you made this so fucking easy for me. ’
‘ you should see me as a threat. i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you. i am a walking threat. ’
‘ you think i’m already gone, but i’m still fighting. ’
‘ you think i’m dead, but i’m just dying. ’
‘ you were never an addiction, you were a fucking disease. ’
‘ you wouldn’t dare cross me. i am god & you are the soil beneath my feet. ’
‘ your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity. ’
‘ your fingers are so cold & bruised, but you’re still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference. ’
‘ your hair is tied in a noose & your fingernails are razor blades, your lips are poison & i will gratefully kiss them. ’
‘ your hatred has a body count & we will not forget. ’
‘ your loss, not mine. ’
‘ you’re a sick fuck. you know that? ’
‘ you’re not gentle with me & i would never ask you to be. ’
‘ you’ve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that it’s not even a rut anymore, it’s a pit. ’
Excellent. She was getting some curry rice with a cute boy and he was paying. Yukie pushed her hands into her jacket pocket with her critter-like smile. And who said using blackmail was wrong?
“I have an aunt who lives not too far away. And I might’ve been snooping.” Like she had any qualms with that. All the teams had spies on each other for one reason or the other. She didn’t use ill-gained information very often to benefit her team, but it was also interesting to see how they’d progressed.
“They are going well, actually. I’m not too worried. What about you?”
A quiet laugh is surprised out of Daishou upon her admission, the edges of his eyes crinkling with amusement. “So you say. And did you find anything particularly useful?” It wasn’t as if there was something inherently wrong about gathering information using whatever ways possible after all, and Daishou wasn’t exactly the right candidate to be a moral police. He is, however, interested in knowing just how intellectually sly his companion was.
“I see. I suppose that is a satisfactory thing to note. I could say the same.” A pensive nod and a slight roll of his shoulders. “All that’s left are college preparations at this point. And last minute lessons- as if anyone could gain much from that. I must admit however, apart from the volleyball teams, I’m not quite familiar with your school. Assuming that it’s quite prestigious, do they not host additional studies during exam period?”
Terushima tucks his phone back into his pocket turning to watch the door. He’s excited to see Daishou and finally have a dancing partner. He drums his fingers on the bar’s top while scanning the crowd near the door. The sooner he finds Daishou the better.
Even with the directions, it takes Daishou a moment to find the other, weaving his way through the throng of dancing people, wrinkling his nose with distaste every time an errant elbow digs itself into his sides. Eventually, the Nohebi Captain spots Terushima, previously irritated expression easing into his ever perpetual smile, softer, more genuine for a moment if one were to squint.
“Hello ‘stranger’, what a delight- to see you here all by yourself.” He winks before quietly snickering. “Been waiting long?”
“Knowing the likes of you, it could escalate to this and probably pissing on someone’s grave later. Please, Kou participating is the only reason I’d otherwise agree on something like that…I swear, if your definition of ‘good time’ involves something nasty…Let’s just say something equally unpleasant is going to happen as payback.”
"If that is what you think I’m like, then you know nothing about me at all. Ah perfect, I’ll be in touch with that feathered friend of yours then. I don’t particularly care for your inclinations and you are free to tire yourself out, jumping to conclusion after conclusion but I’ll guarantee you at least this much- I’m not vapid enough to burn the side of the bridge I’m standing on.”
Almost puffing his cheeks into a pout at the laugh, he gave a huff before listening to what Daishou had to say. Well, if his captain was going to be like that, he didn’t have much choice. He didn’t want to pry, but at the very least… he wanted to do something, anything to help the other third year out. “Mm… well… Alright…”
Deciding to go ahead and eat what Daishou had offered to him, he pointed his chopsticks at the captain before he spoke, “If anything gets too hectic, you know you can rely on me, okay? I know I’m not our ace or anything and not even vice captain, but… I care alot about you guys.” The team was his family, and all he had. “So if there’s anything I can do to help at any time, and I mean any time… Just let me know, okay?” With that, he then scarfed down the food Daishou had offered to let him finish off.
Eyes widened a fraction in surprise before his features softened for a brief moment and Daishou sets a hand atop the other’s head, gently ruffling his hair before patting it back into place.
“You may not be an ace or the vice captain, but you’re still one of us. We care a lot about you too.” The admission is soft and quiet, but genuine for once. “Thank you, I appreciate you wanting to be here for me. It...means a lot. You being here.”
If he were any more tender hearted and less composed, he would probably be crying by now. But since Daishou Suguru is always in control 98% of the time, all anyone gets to see is a small quiver and a tightness around his eyes before he’s relaxing again. Shifting, he leans gently against the other.
“There is one thing you can help with though- stay still, please. Or....as still as you can anyways.” With that said, Daishou allows himself to rest his head against his companion’s shoulder. Lets himself breathe for once.
“Kind and just people will either remain as such all their lives or become embittered by bad experiences with being taken advantage of. I would say survival is more acquainted with making your own life as comfortable as you can before worrying about others.” Yes, this is his survival.
“I wouldn’t say it like that. After all, those who are ignorant enough to be taken advantage of don’t even realize they are being taken advantage of, so how would they realize that they are privileged?”
"I feel the same. Such a rarity to find a level headed individual who understands your intentions. You make good points yourself- it is very true. After all, how would one be able to ‘help’ others if they themselves are in a bad spot? It seems foolish to tear yourself to pieces in order to support others when you can’t even be certain if they would be grateful for it, and if they would do the same for you.”
“Ah I do see where you’re coming from. I suppose that is an accurate point of consideration. Then again, the ignorant probably only realise they’ve got something good going for them when it’s taken from them. And they become sore losers because they thought it was always going to be theirs. I’m sure you’ve seen your fair share of sore losers, have you not?”
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Her hands clapped together, smile still on her face. He was easy to convince. But then again, blackmail was pretty easy to convince people with. Not that it was even THAT BAD. But he seemed to think so.
“Great! Let’s go get some curry rice then.” She was in the mood for something spicy and curry seemed like a solid plan.
"Acceptable. Come with me then.” Acknowledging her response, Daishou politely gestures for her to begin walking as he himself navigated the streets. “I must admit though, it is a surprise to see you here of all places. Aren’t you busy with exam preparations too?”
Since they were going to essentially be spending time together, he might as well make use of the opportunity to at least get to know his companion just a little better.
“Things are going well, I presume?”
“ Mm. –I dunno how to feel about giving back a snake to such an
irresponsible owner. Poor thing could have been stepped on out
here! … –JUST KIDDING! Here you go.”
She hands the snake back to it’s owner, uncoiling it from her
arm, before letting it wrap around his.
He bristles at the teasing about being an irresponsible owner. How dare she make such assumptions? Though all words of pride were swallowed since his precious queen technically does lie in the arms of the other. Daishou is quick to gather his precious into his own arms, exhaling in relief.
“Thank you.” That was at least genuine coming from him. “It’s a relief to know that someone snake-friendly found her. I would have been devastated if she has been mistreated. Thank you very much so- how can I repay your efforts?”
“Me? Rubbing off on Bokuto-san? But he’s genuine and honest. Hardly ever sarcastic unlike yours truly.”
Akaashi waited for a few more beats until he finally accepted the present for him, opening the book to see the autograph signed by none other than the author.
“Did you have to be that heartless?” The setter wasn’t a good actor when it came to actually expressing emotions. Even he knew he was being laughably bad at this. “I see… Well, too bad. I would have treated you to a meal somewhere to return the favor for this book you apparently gave me as an afterthought.”
"His ego, dear. I said his ego, not his simple-minded nature. It would be a tad too....ah...ill fitting, if you were to ever catch the extent of his boisterous nature- please never attempt for the sake of us all, thank you.”
And yet despite his words, there was no denying how his smile softens into something less pompous and more genuine when Akaashi finally accepted the book. Though he was back to his usual composed and obnoxious self within a short moment. The Nohebi Captain splayed fingers against his own chest, feigning a distressed sigh.
“Alas, alack! Yours truly has always been missing a warm beating heart, doomed to stay within the coldest of palaces. I would have accepted your invitation to a meal because I’d never turn down the offer for food. But oh my misfortune!”
“Of course. I’ll happily help you choose. Something bright and colourful, I think.” Junko had not heard the greatest things about Nohebi’s captain but she was sure, after this, that they were all just biased against him. He was not unpleasant company, at least not to her. She would hardly consider him her next best friend but he was certainly not the asshole everyone seemed to paint him– perhaps she just had not seen that side yet.
“Nothing different, really. He’s doing fine.” Junko was instead more fascinated to hear of his snake name inspirations; fitting that he should choose the names of deities for his pets. “Ah… I’m afraid my inspirations weren’t as… well thought out, but thanks. I mean, I was about eight when my parents got Captain Sniffles for me so… I wasn’t a very creative kid. It’s kind of like naming your dog ‘Spot’ really.”
"Why thank you, I appreciate your assistance. Something colourful will do wonderfully in contrast to her shade, I do believe." It would make for a fun little surprise. Better still, if his snakes would take kindly to the material.They are after all, the loves of his life and he wants only the best for them. “I do insist on returning the favour however. I simply cannot take your effort for granted. What would you prefer in return?”
A soft gasp escaped the Nohebi captain. “Oh I see Captain Sniffles is a long time companion then? It’s wonderful, isn’t it? To have a loyal snake by your side. You may not be creative as a child, but that name contains all your endearment and sentiment at the time- I think that beats creativity. How affectionate is Captain Sniffles, may I ask? They must trust you a lot.”
He texts the address, needing to ask the bartender the exact street number before doing so and settles himself at the bar to sip a water and rest— not wait, he isn’t waiting— until Daishou shows up.
[text] Hurry up, I want to dance!!
A quiet laugh escaped Daishou as he received the text, the edges of his eyes crinkling with fond amusement. Not wanting to seem too eager to see the other, he waits a good few minutes before replying.
[text] Aww someone’s keen to see me. Patience, I’m on my way. >:B
His steps do not quicken. Absolutely not. He’s simply good at keeping time when he does inevitably reach the bar Terushima sent him to.
[text] I’m outside. Where are you?
Considering how the other boy is holding Iwaizumi’s attention right now, the aborted hostility doesn’t escape him, and he half-raises an eyebrow before the other boy gets himself back under control.
“It’s all right.” Iwaizumi considers a moment, then slings his bag from his shoulders, unzipping it and beginning to rifle through the mess inside. He’s a bit of a packrat; always stuffing things he thinks he’ll need into his backpack and then forgetting to take them out.
“I’ve got a first aid kit, actually,” he says as his fingers brush past his lanyard, keys, cell phone, classic generation ipod, ace bandage, magnifying glass, velcro wallet, matches, ipod cable, a single sock, and a multitool. Finally, he pulls out the kit, unzipping it and pulling out an instant cold pack, one of his last ones.
Stepping forwards, he holds it out to the other boy. “Put that over your eye.” he instructs, turning back to pull out more supplies even as he keeps his hand held out. A small towel, antiseptic, some neosporin.
“Ice would be best, but that’ll do for now.”
Iwaizumi casts him a curious glance, asking bluntly. “What happened, if you don’t mind me asking?”
Despite the soreness and discomfort he was in, the Nohebi Captain didn’t fail to register the other’s words, brows raising slightly. “Prudent. You’re well prepared.” And while he had problems being straightforward, the impressed tone in his remark was hard to miss. Well prepared or a little afraid of being inadequate- whichever one it is. He’s not going to bite the helping hand while he’s at a disadvantage anyways.
"Thank you. I’ll reimburse your supplies.” Awkwardly reaching out for the supplies, Daishou follows as instructed. Another hiss of pain escaped ashe placed the towel over his swollen eye, grimacing, features scrunching up with evident discomfort but he was right- some treatment is better than no treatment. “I greatly appreciate your help.”
When asked what happened, a bitter laugh escaped, it’s edges sharp and brittle. “Nothing out of the ordinary. I just so have a little bit of an ah...reputation, you see. It turns out people have no qualms about asking me whose dick I sucked to win the match. But don’t take too kindly when I retort back in turn. The usual.”
A pause. “Do you have anywhere to be? Don’t let me keep you away from your responsibilities- this is..this is enough. Thanks.”
[Text: Snek 🐍 ]: K Firstly. Fuck you.
[Text: Snek 🐍 ]: Secondly; my ass looks too good in them for you to even be close to deserving a pic
[Text: Snek 🐍 ]: Thirdly. I had too much ato drink
[Text: Snek 🐍 ]: Fourthly…. forgot my way home so i am hiding in a playground.
[Text: Alley Cat]: First of all- no, thank you. >:B
[Text: Alley Cat]: Secondly: You’re doing your ass an injustice for not capturing it’s beauty
[Text: Alley Cat]: ...or should I say booty snerk
[Text: Alley Cat]: Thirdly: How the frick do you get so shit faced you forgot your way home?
[Text: Alley Cat]: Fourthly: Stay there you mangy cat and text me the address! If you get stabbed by a killer before I reach there, I’m pulling down your pants and sending pictures of your underpants to everyone. You’ll have an undignified death.
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