#aishira

[destructivour-a]

@aishira​ said.               touches his pawsies

     uvu

[saemed-jaejoong]

A very deserving hug presented for aishira trash

Code Blue Theatrical Version (2018) Making: Shiraishi Megumi Crank-up

[kentagion]

「Aizawa x Shiraishi | 藍白｣ CODE BLUE - Hikari「ひかり」

[dreamless-in-early-gravess]

I know, there’s nothing romantic in this scene. But I almost faint because of ‘kilig’. Waaaaahhhhhh. <3 <3 :) :) 

[saemed-jaejoong]

Aizawa wonders why Shiraishi’s still keeping her notes from university when they’re both walking encyclopedias

[aishirakawa]

Code Blue High School AU

This is my head canon about the interns if they enrolled at the same high school.

Soma Natori, 16.

That student who never pay attention during class, yet still have a good grades.

Often gets into a fight because they mocking his height (Natori smol bean lol).

The shortest male in the class, yet also the oldest.

Actually is a Tik Tok star.

Finds school is boring.

Skips class sometimes.

Akari Yokomine, 16.

Lowkey is a fan fiction writer.

Always replies with sticker at the class GC.

Sometimes sleeps during the class.

Will give all of her friends chocolate when valentine.

Social butterfly.

Often cries at the bathroom.

Shunpei Haitani, 16.

Will help you with the homework.

Often get asked to join basket club because of his height.

Book club.

Never interacted at the class GC, he muted them.

Lowkey is a teacher's pet.

Futaba Yukimura, 16.

Ambitious kid who manages to strive the most prestigious uni.

Has only few friends.

Straight A student.

The class' beauty.

[muekura]

kny starters.   /   @aishira​

                with every step they take,       they wipe clean the slate of their existence.

they are not welcome here.    in the walls of another’s home,   in the trees that are not the one’s that surrounded that place of birth.             where she fills the space in its entirety, with gusto and adoration  -  they fill those gaps with vacant presence. striding up behind the hashira with unheard step  ;  and plucking a fallen leaf out from the woman’s hair.    one sole hand extending out from the corner of her gaze, past the side of mitsuri’s head, to hold it out for her to retain.

❝  the spring seems to attach itself to you, mitsuri .  ❞  crudely bold, is it not  ?  to speak of someone, to someone, with a familiarity that betrays their betrayal  ?  ❝  awfully far from kagaya’s gaze you seem to be .  ❞