🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings
A cherished Nakada headcanon I have from my funky little QPR Nakada take is that Nakamura was the first person that Kazu texted after that really scary match with Shibata. They have a relationship that's somewhere between "friends that eventually platonically cuddle" "polyamorous kinky guy (Shinsuke) that ace/greyaro guy (Okada) occasionally goes to with questions he's morbidly curious about". In a very real sense both of them learned new things about love from loving each other. In any case, in the fic I may or may not write, Shinsuke misses the call, but gets on the plane to Japan right away to take care of Kazu a lil bit after what happened.
She stands before him, clothes in garments of flaming fire, inspiring terror & making body & soul terrible, full of frightening eyes (…) - The Book of Lilith - Barbara Black Koltuv
Delta Of Venus - Anaïs Nin / Helen of Troy Does Countertop Dancing - Margaret Atwood / 'Fire No 1', 2013 - Logan White / The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume IV (1944-1947) / Fantasia / Old Me - 5 Seconds of Summer / not angry - Ikumi Nakada / Labyrinths: Selected Stories & Other Writings - Jorge Luis Borges / Candle 2000 - Vladimir Kush / Angel On Fire - Halsey / unknown / A Burning Hill - Mitski / Liability - Lorde
recorded by taiyu shiiba in march and april 1995, released on cassette the same year. the impress of style in shiiba's cutesy pop composition, warm ensconcing thickness of audio effects and recording fidelity, bijou dewdrop synthesizer melody and drum machine programming are lacquered with the late eighties indie pop underground plexus of regional scenes/connective loci of social activity and the vascular interior/exterior flow of vision into sounds that would continue to favor the cassette, alongside discs of lesser letter mail mobility, as a central object of creative transmission and organization throughout the early nineties, a near past likeness/lifeness that entices the descriptive subjection of its firsthand electricity, winding the referential primacy of distribution networks over fables of inception, to the auralization of an aesthetic unity that maybe defuses the sublime odors of its reeled spirit.