I sent you a friend request! ^^ I spent like 5 hours straight rerolling for the tacomeme in heroes please help me
ahHH thank you <3 naga help us all get a 5* takumi ToTone of my friends got a 5* takumi on one of his first rolls and he doesn’t even like takumi that much, i was so dead
Ok but actually though, I highly recommend watching Voltron when you get the time (definitely did NOT get super excited when I saw you reblog some Voltron stuff psh... seriouslywatchitplz >.<)
i actually did start watching yesterday hehe
im hella gay for allura (thOSE EYES) and my fave boy is pidge (aka pidgey in my head) he’s a cutie but keith is a close 2nd “mr mysterious”
im only halfway through episode one (it’s so long!) but i really like it so far
I ain’t playin around CP, don’t fuckin cross me xD...
LOL log onto CP we’ll settle it there
actually i had to recreate hubadablaba3 i think they erased old users...
YOU KNOW THEY REPLACED THE THEATRE WITH A MALL??
A 4 STORY MALL??? ITS A PUFFLE HOTEl its fucking bullshit capitalism asdgsjklf
My fav game was probably that surfing one at the...
OH I KNOWWW FUCKIN HERBERT!!! HAHAHA *im still a child save me* the surfing one is still there, i think i liked the ice breaker one where u play the fire puffle omg..
the whole “plot” was such a roller coaster shdjfl REMEMBER THE NINJA DOJO??? thats still there.. theres no more PSA missions because herbert “destroyed” the HQ lollolol but there’s secret agent minigames that are.. kinda challenging....... OTL
This is the Secret Santa gift for @magikatfish Merry Christmas, my dear! I’ve written two stories. One about Akashi and one about Takao. Both reader inserts. I wrote the Akashi one originally thinking it was going to be longer but I felt like it wasn’t enough. I hope you have a wonderful Christmas, rest of the year, and have a beautiful New Year! Special thanks to @dailykiseki
The cherry blossoms dance for me, watching them from inside the train on the way home. I couldn’t break my concentration off the way they fluttered down.
You made me let go of your heart. You forced me away… pried my grip off yours all because you weren’t you. Seijurou.
You reserved time for me, Seijuro. And I was happy. I was glad, I was satisfied… I was everything you’d hope I would be. I thought I was being heartless when you asked me to break up and I showed no sign of distress. I didn’t want to show you how upset I was. As I walked away from you, I was glad I didn’t look back because the tears wouldn’t stop falling.
“Kat. It’s you.”
After, I figured you had your eyes set on someone new and I didn’t want to interfere. You told me not to after all. After you had changed, I couldn’t feel your heart anymore but I still wanted to hold on. My hands started to go numb from the cold and I was losing feeling as well but I refused to let go.
“It’s been a long time.”
We met again in March where the Cherry Blossoms bloomed so prominently. The old of Kyoto matched perfectly with the ambiance you admitted. Strands of my hair fluttered along with the cool breeze blowing the petals across the flood in a sweeping manor. It took us back to middle school. It took us back to the year we made the promise under the fully bloomed cherry blossomed trees on Arashiyama.
“Sei.. juro…”
My lip quivered at the sight of your flowing red locks with your eye color to match. Widened, they still carried a slight boyish look to them even though we both moved into University studies, They didn’t carry their age.
You hesitated to take a step forward. I saw it in your movement and I wanted to take a step back.
I didn’t want this again. Every single negative feeling I felt on the train ride back home coated my skin like a layer of sweat.
“Kat, I…”
As your expression softened, the pace of my heart quickened with my hand balling up into a tight fist. I took a step back wanting to run.
“Wait, Kat, Please.”
“Seijuro, you don’t… you don’t understand how much I cried that day.”
My days without you made me grow but in what direction, I wondered.
I couldn’t tell what my expression was at the moment you began walking over but I could feel my heart stop. As you walked closer I wanted to yell at you to stay away.
Your past expression flashed before me causing my heart to race even faster. As you appeared before me, Finally, I saw it. There it was, the apologetic look I wanted from you all these years. The look of sorrow, a pained expression overcame you and it showed so vividly on your face.
“Seijuro…” What happened next I couldn’t stop. My body wouldn’t listen. I reached up, both hands on either side of your face causing your cheeks to redden at my touch. Your eyes searched mine as my vision became more fogged by the second, tears rolled softly down my cheeks. Your hands reached up to cover mine in a cupped position, squeezing them a bit.
“Kat… I’m sorry.”
Your voice cracked as you repeated your statement over and over again. Apologizing profusely causing my heart to want to finally burst. “No, no, Seijuro… You didn’t mean it…”
I finally pulled you into an embrace, allowing you to lean your head on my shoulder where you finally released. I could feel the warm tears soak through my article of clothing as your hands clung tighter and tighter to my sides while my hands stroked up and down your back, allowing you to whisper your confession.
“I really loved you, Kat. I really did.”
To attain something isn’t easy. Especially if you have to work for it. The more I watched emotions rage through him, the more I felt his pain and passion. I could see it in his eyes. The pain and opportunity his name has allowed him.
The first character in your name means Harmony. The second means to attain.
“My mother struggled to birth me.” He let out stifled laughter at his own confession. “She spent a good 23 hours in labor because of me.”
Names mean so much more to me than just something you call someone. Each parent puts thought and emotion into naming their children and I find that beautiful.
“My mom was going through a lot before she gave birth to me, apparently.” But what about the invisible standard to your name? The one where you have an honor to uphold what it means and fulfill the destiny that came along with it?
“Growing up, I couldn’t protect my mom.” He felt like a failure to his name.
The harmony in his name was what his mother had wished for all those years of suffering alone.
The harmony she wanted to embed into her life with her baby boy as he was being born into this world of pain and suffering where she hoped this name would give him something special.
“I spent my days idly standing by, waiting for the strength… the courage to be able to stand up to him. To be able to fight back.”