maybe we all have that one person that we’d always take back. bruised mouth, bloody ribs, you’re screaming at me and i’m taking it because no matter how bad it gets, there is always good to follow. and that’s what a lot of people don’t understand, the people who ask me why i can’t see the signs of an unhealthy relationship, why i can’t just walk away - that the good days outweigh the bad ones. i would walk away from you screaming one thousand times just to fall into your arms at the end of the night. i’ve learned how to catch your punches. i’ve learned how to find the beauty in pain. and i know: i should find happiness within myself or at least within people who are good for me, but i can’t help the way i feel and i can’t just leave something that makes me so happy. i will take you back until you literally throw me away.
besides me being a fashion bombshell, even in the midst of wwii, the jacket was nice and warm and full of pockets. which is always a nice thing when you have to literally carry everything you need with you everywhere you go.
but on top of that, i grew up with tiny pre-human-lab-rat steve. among a very long list of medical issues which fueled his must-punch-everything attitude, steve was colorblind. (in a very typically steve move, he decided to become an artist, despite not being able to see half the colors out there.)
the modern term for what he was is ‘protanopia’ which is a type of red-green colorblindness which meant his ability to see the color red was not so great. pretty much everything in the red spectrum got toned down to taupes and greys, and yellows and greens were kinda muted. but his ability to see the color blue was basically unimpaired, so blue things stood out in his field of vision. back in the day, i wore a lot of blue because it was easier for steve to spot, and somewhere along the line it just kinda became my favorite color, and i tended to pick blue clothes out of habit.
these days steve’s favorite color is red, just for the novelty of being able to see it.
you’ve heard of bokuto being insecure, but have you considered
akaashi also being insecure.
akaashi being insecure about his relationship w bokuto, both as a teammate and not. Unless you’re childhood friends, there is always something a little tenuous about being the younger friend. And when bokuto leaves high school oh man, it must hurt to be left behind, even if there was no choice, and especially if Akaashi thinks bokuto will find a setter that can bring out his best better than he can, better than he ever had
akaashi being insecure about how he looks. just because the fandom decided he’s pretty doesnt mean he knows he’s pretty. He’s a teenager, and I’m sure there are days where you think you look great and days where u feel you look like absolute garbage. Especially when he looks upon Bokuto, who shines when he gets a good hit in. How can anyone compare to that?
akaashi being insecure with his attitude. Akaashi seems like the kind of kid that tried to grow up too fast. he didn’t act childish because he was praised by ‘how mature’ he was at a young age. adopted this cool persona when he can be (and is) just as jealous and bitter as anyone else (maybe even more jealous even). Just as childish as anyone else. to someone like that, someone like bokuto, who is even able to express himself so freely (even if he gets reprimanded), is so admirable.
Now, I love my cool headed and maybe even suave akaashis, but he’s still just a kid. I want to explore an akaashi that is awkward off the court, who’s awkward when confessed to and maybe even around bokuto, (being awkward around a crush seems natural), i just wanna see some akaashi thats a little unconventionally attractive in his manner of talk. we dont gotta stop the really cool akaashis lets just spice our life up with akaashi that has no idea how to deal w anything that isnt bokuto or volleyball