SUNEATER /

private tamaki amajiki / bnha. temporary theme.

[tm87lord]

babysitting is a hero’s job

[sunmanifest]

faulterd‌.

   IN THE SILENCE, momo gathers the moment. she counts the number of times he acted on instinct. she counts the number of destruction. she counts the minutes that it took before everyone around them fell back into rebuilding, into routine. HE’S STILL but body language speaks volumes enough. 

 ‘ I THINK … we deserve something sweet. something like a pick-me-up. what do you think, amajiki? i saw them selling imagawayaki a couple streets over and i know this area is known for them! especially their curry-filled ones! i’ve only ever had imagawayaki with azuki !! ’

“ i ---- !!!! ”  the feeling was familiar but left him uncertain, regardless. ( this inclination towards switching topics, for brightness, and sudden enthusiasm. subtly and calmness, perhaps, differentiating ). he thought she’d leave, thinking up better things to do than waste time in his company, when even he would be fortunate enough to escape himself. chin tucked into the collar of his hero costume, ignoring inquisitive eyes, almost saying nothing, almost--  “ ---there’s a yaki-imo stand across from there if---if you like yaki-imo, that is. ” his face tucking further.

[sixlightyears]

BIG 3 !!!

[keiko-chan]

The Big 3 || Boku no Hero Academia ep. 62

[sunmanifest]

faulterd‌.

   ‘ WELL.’  abrupt, her shoulders hitch in a burst of unexpected, light laughter. she is not critical here, she does not mean to undermine; she just sees something in tamaki amajiki that she so often sees in herself. THIS CERTAIN HESITANCE. and a lack of confidence in execution she’s still trying to shake.  ‘ i’m sorry i made you feel that way. ’ fingers smooth through loose bangs and the realization that she’s a mess.  ‘ i don’t know about you but—–i’m planning on playing the what if game a bit tonight and then moving forward. or try to. ’ it’s hard not to fixate. ‘ will you be apologizing to me forever? ’

he would if he could, if thoughts weren’t churning tightly in stomach, urges to apologize lingered long and he intrinsically clung onto them, multiple times over. he wondered how telling his silence is. how predictable to a mere acquaintance of someone with yaoyorozu’s proficiency in matters he time and time again struggled through with clumsy feet. 

[sunmanifest]

faulterd.

   ‘ ——– how’s that going? ’  his reluctant acceptance is only encouragement for further inquiry.  there is no expectation in tone,  no insistence.  it is a comforting thought,  to hear that amajiki doesn’t sound nearly as frazzled anymore,  not as keyed up as he’d been earlier.  and it is similarly an interesting thought:  the influence MIRIO TOGATA has over him and the ability to center him so completely.  she blinks slow,  she does not appear to mind the ache between bones nor the growing hunger grating at her stomach.  for now, she’ll take time to breathe.  for now,  there’s no rush even if they haven’t reached their destination yet.  

“ as well as anyone would expect it to go, i guess. ”  not well,  he would swear with complete conviction that it’s 100% not yet fitting.  that the suneater often seen has been a combination of projection and wishful thinking. because he’s  never quick  enough, his plans were rarely  the most efficient unless the  last option capable. there was always something  he missed or a detail he could have done better on.  his heart  feels closer to his throat,  he coughs to try to dislodge it,  hands clench then relax to alleviate tension.   “ i’m sorry---that i was too slow to help you, yaoyorozu. ”

[blamedorange]

||| Hooray, Tamaki! ||| [Coloring of U.A. BIG 3 - From Vol. 14 Omake]

[sunmanifest]

nejirc.

    SHE KNEW. SHE HAD HER suspicions of what could have caused his sudden, almost bold display of concern for her life, but when he tried to explain himself and failed to finish the sentence, she knew it was because of their latest mission together; and what happened to Togata. After all, being as close as the three of them were along with her keenly observational nature, even the slightest change in behavior would be noticed right away - and Nejire knew Amajiki’s anxieties over what had happened weren’t going away any time soon. She also felt the sense of disquietude from nearly losing him and not being there weighing heavy on her shoulders. Of course she understood. 

    HER BELONGINGS NOW FORGOTTEN ON THE TABLE, she turned to face him fully, still wearing a softer yet more serious expression than one would expect from her usually bubbly self. 

    “ I KNEW THAT. WHAT I MEAN IS THAT it’ll be like I’m gone for only a second, and then I’ll be right back!! But hey, Amajiki, you’re still feeling down about our last mission, aren’t you? That was a really tough one on us, huh? I get it, but I also don’t want you to feel too worried over that forever, you know? Ah, and did you know, I actually have a lot of time before I have to go? We can talk for a while, if you want! It’s better to say what’s on your mind than to let it sit in your head and get worse, did you know? ”

talking wasn’t something he wanted to do, not yet  if ever,  but her presence would be enough comfort to assuage this sudden burst of panic. he hoped.  for  how  long?  as long as he could keep thoughts at bay.  her attempted comfort caused his downward gaze to rise, dark eyes meeting hers bright.  bright and kind and understanding.  hadou, if tamaki’s in the mood to be sentimental about people he’s been around for too long to  keep track of, had become close to family he’s never asked for  but got anyways.  someone he didn’t know he needed, someone he likely wouldn’t have paid much attention to unless thrown continuously into similar situations.  but she’s always there, nevertheless; chattering curiosity and comments commonly seen as insensitive.  too observant, too inquisitive, too much in comparison to him.  too close for someone so different, for someone he’s met through coincidence.  but he was thankful even when he can’t put it into words.

“ we could--- ” not talk but i wouldn’t mind the company. teeth pinched the inside of cheek. “ i. i mean, it’s ok. you should get going, hadou. better to be too prepared than not enough. ”

[lifeinpoetry]

if there is a light then i am going to swallow it. if there is a god then i’m going to make him cry.

s. osborn, from “blasphemies at the 5th street station,” published in The Rising Phoenix Review (via lifeinpoetry)

[nejirc]

              — FOLLOWER FOREVER !! —

    // FIRST OF ALL, I just want to say how happy I’ve been in this rp community for the time I’ve been here!! I’ve been rping on tumblr for a pretty long time now, and I’ve never been a part of a community like this one. Everyone here is so welcoming, friendly, and just so happy it honestly took me back. People were willing right off the bat to interact with me or send me asks and I wanna say how that really touched my heart!! It’s also made me a lot less hesitant to send other people asks or chat with them through the IM chat, and though I am still shy in some regards, this community and the people in it are all so so lovely and nice and I’m really happy to be here!! And I’m even more grateful for the kindness and support I’ve been shown!!! That being said, if any mutuals ever want to talk to me about anything, I’m always up for it! I finally figured out how to use discord too rip

       NOW FOR THE FOLLOWER FOREVER!! I thought putting everyone’s urls would be too much, so sorry if you’re not on the list!! This list includes a ton of people who I follow and follow me, people I’ve talked to and written with, and people I admire a whole lot!!

       THANKS TO EVERYONE FOR EVERYTHING!!! You guys have made me so so happy!

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[sunmanifest]

if someone gets close to tamaki he’ll think about them a lot. everyone else is almost cursory until they leave a strong enough impression---either way he won’t approach/interact unless necessary

[sunmanifest]

adamantne.

❛           how    long    d’ya    think    we’ll    be    in    hospital    for    ?               i’m  already  gettin’  bored  !           ain’t  there  anythin’  to  do  around  here  ??         ❜            murmur  is  pulled  from  bitten  lips  ,        fatigue  undeniable  when  twined  through  such  careless  mien        ——        an  imposing  one        /        a  fake  one  .          carelessness  had  been  chipped  down  to  a  sharpened  edge  ,         now  remaining  a  falsified  solace  to  others         ;        excluding  avertable  disquiet  .          the  aches  and  pains  remain  in  their  bloomed  bruise  state  ,         nigh  palpable  when  juxtaposed  by  his  ailing  features  .  movement  is  painful  .           not  so  much  so  that  it  effectuates  tears  to  gather  in  eyes  edge  ,        like  it  once  had  ,         but  instead  stem  a  wheezed  curse  and  then  complaint  .           yet  boredom  still  strikes  at  inopportune  times  .           ah  .  .  .  he  really  should  be  sleeping  shouldn’t  he  ?

@sunmanifest​​    ❤

“ um. i don’t. i’m not too--- if you ask fatgum, i’m sure he’ll try to sneak you out  for a bit. ” he was falling in and out of sleep and worry and restlessness only because he hasn’t gotten answers yet nor has he collected the courage to ask more than how is hadou, is mirio ok because why wouldn’t someone offer---why would they avoid---details unless it’s something dire? dire like mirio losing --- his fingers felt cold all over again, a pressure remained on his chest, the back of his head, tingling.  at least, this was better than earlier numbness, right?  this ache within muscle, within extremities he never and once had.  here, a slow, shaky inhale for composure.  because kirishima’s company has been pleasant company, a brightness when, if left alone, tamaki would have drowned himself in darker thoughts.  “ want to---i know i’m not the most exciting company, probably the worst company right now, ” breath exhaled, a reminder it’s just as important to care, that kirishima is closer than anyone else right now. “ i. i don’t think...either of us should be walking around. without help. word association games? what do you do for fun, kirishima? ” he’s trying.

[everyamajikitamaki]

[annalovesfiction]

BNHA 30 Days Challenge: o5 favourite Big Three student

[sunmanifest]

faulterd.

   HE SAYS IT EASIER THAN ANYTHING YET  but she hesitates,  fingers folding before tracing circular patterns against forearm,  her gaze lifts to his downcast.  ‘  amajiki.  ’  the name slips slowly as though  unfamiliar,  consideration lays heavy on tongue,  ‘ when you were out there? YOUR PRESENCE SMOTHERS.  ’  HIS SKILL SHINES even though fighting uncertainty.  SMOTHERS ANY SUN,  she thinks,  even when she knows intimately how quickly anxiety smothers self.   ‘  i think  —–  SUNEATER  suits you well. ’

“ mirio suggested it. ”   this assumption he tends to make,  the assumption that everyone just so happened to know of or who mirio togata was or soon should because why wouldn’t they? a presence so bright and even when faltering,  remains luminous.  potential in every breath,  constantly meeting expectation,  constantly working to do better.  “ maybe, ”  he  held onto some hope, at least.  “ maybe i’m growing into it. names are meant for that, sometimes. ”  his forehead still rested against knees. “ growing into. ”

[cithaerons]

for my final project i will be disappearing into the mountains.

[sunmanifest]

there are times when tamaki gets upset with people he considers close because they know he’s upset about something but the way they’re approaching it feels like they’re looking down on him which they aren’t he knows they aren’t but he can’t shake the feeling that their comfort is belittling his efforts. but at the same time they know? to give him some space, some quiet time alone to sort out what’s bothering him, whatever’s rattling his veins with excess energy