Usually their attention doesn't get to me *he whispers so the group of girls lingering behind him can't hear* but today it's just stressing be out because I don't know how to find a date to the party with an entourage constantly following me around. *he lets out a sigh, feeling comforted once again just to have you near him. He looks over at Iwa and gives a pleasant wave.* Oh, is she going to be dressing you up for the party too? That's fun. And I hope you complimented her on her new look. I didn't know she could get any cuter! -Oikawa
*his eyebrow twitches in irritation before taking a calming breath. It was hard to feel bad for his friend who got so much attention, but he'd promised you he'd be nicer* You know what? I actually might know someone you can go with. You have to promised not to be weird though. *His green eyes turn back to you, and he tries not to blush too much when you kiss him in front of Oikawa* Yeah, I'd love to have lunch with you. I'm looking forward to it. Have a nice class. *his face gets twice as red at hearing you call him your boyfriend and he stutters out a goodbye as you head into class* -Iwa
(I love them both too so I know how you feel! You can spend some time with Oikawa in class but you know Iwa will be back soon. I also hope you have a nice relaxing weekend!!)
Trust him... He wouldn't settle you with someone you don't share the slightest. As your best friend he cares as much as he teases you or scolds you. I'm sure she will be an amazing girl and you two will have an amazing date at the party... Who knows? Iwa tends to attract good people..maybe she is your one! Also... You finally got rid of your...supporters?* She asks him frowning a bit* at least during class you are free! Font get distracted... You are playing against Karasuno next week and is gonna be rough...I know it but try to focus in class... If you just can't tell me and I will make sure to have a spare copy of my notes today for you okay? Now just breath. *She feels much more awake after having seen Iwaizumi and sharing s drink with him. However as the teacher gets in and the class begins, she can't help but to frown, hating advanced maths with all her body and soul. What the hell is he talking about and why is this limits stuff better than a video about kittens in YouTube?. She tries not to huff, copying the problems and almost breaking his pencil against the paper sheet in frustration.* Damn it! * She mutters* what the hell is he talking about? * As good as she is in other classes maths and her have always been incompatible. Her ability to situate in space is nul and therefore, technology and maths have always been hard for her since she was little. They were always subjects that required an extra effort to her and always her mentally exhausted and that's having still the whole day ahead means that by 11:30 she will be needing another coffee at least. She sighs and focus again on the damn exercise*
(I did have a great day off baby! And I truly enjoyed it! Used it to rest a bunch! Also tooru is so cute he is like incredibly cool and well like ideal bestie! Thanks a lot for this lovely message you truly did my day! Love ya lots and wish you the best of weeks! 🤗😘♥️)
it is rare to see a captain of the seireitei so deep in the rukongai; in an eightieth. those that spot him avert their eyes -- those that don’t, that are foolish enough to set their hands to weapons, are held back by the way those brown eyes sweep upon them. they are cold, those eyes -- a promise of death, of dying, of being nothing more than fodder for the wolf’s teeth. but he moves along routes he knows, stepping quietly with all the careful agility of someone who gerw up in a hellscape.
he knows what it is he seeks.
for once, he has made an effort to shed his shadow, to leave him back in the seireitei itself. this? this is a private affair today and he would not let gin see this. not today. but it is a day he knows and eventually, he finds where the hut once stood. the roof has fallen in, the walls bent inwards, leaning, no more a house than it ever was for him when he was so young. but he moves forward, kneeling upon the doorstep for a moment before putting down incense and flowers.
as he straightens, the ritual is complete as he folds his arms, hands tucking into his sleeves for a moment as he gazes upon the place where he was born and lived for a few short years. at least until she died, that was. he remembers that day clearly, at least. but the rukongai was like that. it ate people up and spat out meat and bones. was he one of the lucky ones, being a survivor?
he remembers the perfume she wore far more than he does her face. he remembers the letters she began to teach him, guiding his small hand with the brush as she leaned over him, carefully helping him etch each sweep of ink into place with due diligence. and he remembers the yukatas she used to wear, cheap and gaudy. but he still remembers her.
❝ ... happy mother’s day. ❞
he knows he will not be back. their plans are starting to unfold. such easy movements to be made, after all, are what is worth it all. but he gazes down at the smoke that curls through the air, the small handful of flowers he gathered on his way here. it is all that remains of this place and he had protected it for a time. none had dared encroach and he was glad for that much.
no. he will not be back.
slowly, his eyes lift to regard the remains of this house and he considers for a moment before he is lifting his hand.
❝ ... hado number ninety -- kurohitsugi. ❞
aizen sousuke does not shed any tears as he watches the black coffin consume the remains of the house, scouring the land clean. only the doorstep remains, with the incense and the flowers. then, at last, he turns his back upon what he has swept away and begins to make his way back to the seireitei. he has not cried for his mother’s loss in a very long time. but he is ready to wear his smile again, to be kind and polite.
gin will be waiting to try prying where he went out of him, after all.
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Greetings and salutations,
I’m in the midst of setting up and Etsy shop, but it’s gonna be a few more days before I can officially open. Because of this, I’m in a state of “I want to make things for people but I have no means to advertise”
So, if you want a pair of handmade earrings dm me and I will make a pair (or three) and ship them to you, no cost.
That being said, shipping is expensive so I would only be able to do this for like- the first 5 people that dm me. But, if you want a pair and are willing to pay let me know!
^^ examples of earrings I’ve already made
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i am LAUGHFJDFIDFJ aggie never come to galveston or, in that thread, long beach california we've got quite a lot of that shade of blue on quite a lot of houses- but yeah!! beaches where i live are cooler (i am biased but also i am not) but galveston is really really beautiful
that blue was not very attractive, it is an eyesore and a public nuisance
and i wish i lived near the beach :‘(