#prettyboycatcher

[shirakenji-blog]

@prettyboycatcher

           “If you’re not going to actually get anything, can you move out of the way so that other people can?” Well, more specifically, himself.

[thanbeefy]

✐♒☃ !

✐ - fave types of movies?

OH MAN I LOVE ZOMBIE MOVIES, that’s my favorite genre tbh, but I love comedies.

♒ - fave animes?

ALL TIME: Diamond no Ace, Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, Samurai Champloo, and Kaleido Star.

☃ - tall/short?

I’m SHORT, AHH. 

[shuutoshunpei-blog]

☂ ✈♪❦!!

☂ - favorite season?

my fav season is autumn! 

✈ - hobbies?

basketball and swimming !! :

♪ - music you like?

i love almost anything but country, honestly. but my main genres are rap and r&b -- mostly drake, trap music (lmao), and beyonce

❦- fave characters?

sports anime for relevance: akashi seijuurou, sanada shunei, kageyama tobio, and todoroki raichi.

‼ - real name?

my real name is arielle, but everyone calls me ari online. irl my friends call me AP.

[reliefpitchernori--archived-blog]

prettyboycatcher replied to your post://I was going to finish my replies tonight…. but...

:( im so sorry you’re going through a rough time right now – you don’t deserve that at all! i hope things can resolve soon, and that you feel better ;; sending u good vibes!

// Thank you very much! I’m slowly starting to feel a bit better... but my mood is probaly going to suck tomorrow too...which is annoying cause I have work. I really hope that things resolve (i doubt it...)

[shuutoshunpei-blog]

prettyboycatcher

“Well if it isn’t Miyuki Kazuya...” Sanada can hardly ever keep up a decent facade with this guy -- he gave off the kind of aura like he knew everything about everyone ;; risky.

                      “Surprised to see you around here.”

[switchhxtter]

うるせぇな、

prettyboycatcher

A Friday night after practice was normally a good night, a quiet night - a night where he’d turned down every single offer from someone trying to get him to go out, as rare as that was. He just wanted a scalding hot shower and a long soak (both of which he’d gotten), some iced coffee (which he’d also gotten), and some peace and quiet to play video games (which he was currently in the process of doing). Literally, peace and quiet was all he was asking for and all he wanted. One night to wind down from long practices and hot days, was that so hard to ask?

Calloused fingers slid over the on button of his game station, picking up the controller that was still on its charging dock before settling back into the couch. He was still warm, hair damp from his bath and lightly dripping down onto the pale pink towel around his shoulders. Shirt off, sweatpants on. Him and only him, besides the game that was flickering to life on the screen as he pressed buttons mechanically and flipped through title and selection screens before the game started up. It was fine then, in that moment, a soft and long haired black cat curling up next to him who seemed oddly comforted by the sound of the game filtering through the speakers and idle button pressing. 

But Kuramochi’s cat wasn’t calm for long, shifting at the slightest noise that he didn’t initially pick up but later did - something that sounded like a key being forced into a lock (his own?) and a door opening (also his own?). He definitely couldn't mistake the fact that the noise coming from the entryway was very much his apartment, quickly pressing the pause button so he could slide himself off the edge of the couch and quickly look for the source of intrusion. Really though? His apartment of all places? He was kind of at fault for not locking the door, anyways.

He was met with the sight of someone he didn’t know (obviously) but looked familiar enough (a neighbor in the building he'd seen picking up mail, maybe?), squinting as brows furrowed before a slight noise of irritation rolled passed his lips with a soft ‘che’. Figures someone would come knocking in on him drunk after turning people down. Call it karma, if you will. Kuramochi only raised a hand, pressing it to the stranger’s chest because hey dude - you’re not comin’ any further into this apartment go home.

“Hey, man. I don’t know who you think you are or anything, but you’re kinda in the wrong apartment, so I suggest you find your way back to yours and lay off the drinks.” He breathed in, irritation evident in his tone. He was really glad he knew how to wrestle, at this point. Not to mention his delinquent past, but we don’t talk about that. “I’m kinda busy here and it’s late, so...”

[setteraside]

callout post prettyboycatcher

asks me to support her but doesn’t support me, ever

lies to me

doesn’t appreciate me and everything i do

does NOT let me help her out of rudeness

tried to kill me

is thirsty

miyuki stinks 

ok the point is dont follow her