#koushudai

[mochyui-blog]

'#and my daichiI' Netflix and Daichill

               “It could be Netfilx and chill if you ever made a move.”

[unwaveringxearth-archive-blog]

Send † for a RELIGION headcanon.

Daichi does not have any strong faith. When he was young his mother took care to teach him about God and he started with a strong belief in those teachings. However, when his mother fell ill, he prayed endlessly for her to recover. Losing her crushed his faith and he doesn’t believe so much anymore.

[obliqueophidian-blog]

koushudai replied to your post:

nah yours looks really good! honestly for me i find less strokes in a kanji harder to do, bc it's harder to get a nice balance

( Really?? cries that’s really reassuring, I feel like my strokes are so awful hhhh I’m only better with the fewer strokes since I’ve only practiced hiragana and most of those are like... 4?? 5?? strokes at the most??? I think?? Though even then it’s been a while. :’>c )

[obliqueophidian-blog]

koushudai replied to your post:

naaaah that 15 stroke one is easy and pretty~ it's got a smooth flow to it so i think he'd enjoy drawing it

( Really? Oh man, I must butcher the flow then, bc anything beyond 10 strokes seems to be rlly frustrating for me. :’Dc;;; )

[teryuujima]

@koushudai liked for a starter

"Daichi-san! I need your help!” Terushima was yelling at top volume as he rushed over to Daichi.

[effodiiunt]

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

Asahi didn’t say anything at first, simply sitting down right at his side, letting their shoulder’s touch as a sign that he’s heard him, that he’s listening. That’s something Asahi’s very good at, he’s never been quite as strong as Daichi is, never had all the right answers or been quite as steady as he’s always managed to be , but he’ll always be there, and he figures that’s important too, right?

After a moment his hand move to cover the other boy’s where it rests on the gym floor, glancing across the court where everyone else is still practice (they’re too wrapped up to notice something like this, and that’s fine by him, letting this moment stay between them). He curls his fingers around the other’s just slightly, keeping his gaze forward.

“Well I’m not.” He murmurs softly. “I’m right here, Dai, and I’m not going anywhere.”