it honestly amazes me how well akaashi knows bokuto. besides the whole list of weaknesses + solutions to combat them, he really knows how to read bokuto’s body language and mood well. he tries his best to understand bokuto through his ups and downs and that just screams how much akaashi cares about him. but seriously, i think it’s cute how they hang out outside practice too bc it shows how akaashi thinks of bokuto more than just the “ace/teammate.”
maybe… when bokuto started getting frustrated that his cross-spikes were getting blocked, maybe that’s when all the endless spiking practices started and akaashi agreed to practice w/ him because a happy bokuto is a happy akaashi. he’ll help bokuto jump over any hurdle they meet.
akaashi knows bokuto is capable of reaching his full potential (and beyond) on his own. in ch.244 when akaashi says he can only draw out bokuto’s top condition for a short time, i’d like to think that akaashi knows that bokuto just needs a little push from time to time, but the rest is all bokuto. akaashi believes in bokuto.
several months ago, i said how bokuto has complete trust in akaashi and i’m screaming bc of they think so fondly of each other and i’m just :’))) please get together. the day akaashi directly compliments bokuto, i will cry. will it happen at some point during spring interhigh?? bokuto’s graduation?? /cries
sometimes i wonder how far fukurodani will make it in nationals (i’m on the empty boat that thinks fukurodani’s gonna win, mainly bc my heart is gonna shatter if they don’t) but i really can’t decide. 100% sure nekoma v. karasuno will happen soon, but WHEN lol… i’ll just let the manga unfold itself c:
Barry Fitzgerald had a drama-filled 1945. In that year the Oscar trophies were made out of plaster due to limited natural resources. The stronger materials were all funneled to the war effort. Academy voters inadvertently nominated him in both the lead and supporting categories for his part in “Going My Way” making him the last person to be nominated twice for the same role. He won for Actor in a Supporting Role and his co-star Bing Crosby won for Best Actor in a Lead Role. While practicing his golf swing Fitzgerald knocked the head of the plaster trophy clean off.
“Going My Way” did quite well at the Oscars that year. It won Best Picture, Best Director, Best Writing (Original Story), Best Screenplay, and Best Music (Original Song).
Dean: Cas! *laughs* Damn, it’s good to see you. Dean: [brushes a finger across Cas’ cheek] Nice peach fuzz.
Castiel: How did you find me. Dean: The bloody way. You feeling okay?
Benny: Why’d you bail on Dean? Dean: [defensively] Dude. Benny: The way I hear it you two hit monster land and hot wings here took off. I figure he owes you some back story. Dean: Look, we were surrounded, okay? Some freak jumped Cas, obviously he kicked it’s ass, right? Cas: [ashamed] No. Dean: [dumbfounded] What? Cas: I ran away. Dean: [disbelieving] You ran away?? Cas: I had to. Dean: That’s your excuse for leaving me with those gorilla wolves? Cas: Dean. Dean: You bailed out and what, went camping? - I prayed to you Cas, every night. Cas: I know. Dean: You know and you didn’t… [taken aback] what the hell’s wrong with you? Cas: I am an angel in a land of abominations. There have been things hunting me from the moment we arrived. Dean: Join the club! Cas: These are not just monsters, Dean, they’re leviathan! I have a price on my head, and I’ve been trying to stay one step ahead of them, to… to keep them away from you. That’s why I ran. Dean: [relaxes] [understands]
Dean: Hold on, hold on. Cas, we’re getting out of here. We’re going home. Cas: Dean, I can’t. Dean: You can.
Dean: Hey, we’ll figure it out. Cas, buddy, I need you. Cas: [brokenly] Dean…
Dean: Let me bottom-line it for you. I’m not leaving here without you. Understand? Cas: I understand.
Life had gotten back on track since Harley had come back home. There hadn’t been a single argument, nor mention of the ‘break-up’, and J had been on his best behavior; he’d been courteous, devoted, and had taken to buying Harley flowers every now and then “just because”, whilst feeling more happy than he’d care to admit than he had been while she was gone.
He couldn’t even remember what exactly had been the nature of the big blow-out between them, but he knew that there had come a point where he missed her. He’d started stalking her, not bothering to hide it really so he had become a nuisance to her, but only up to a point: like all their past ‘break-ups’, the making-up afterwards had been fast, bordering upon viciousness, and worth the drama. The bruises from their passionate reunion had yet to fade completely.
Today however seemed different, or rather Harley seemed different. She seemed distracted nearly all that morning, then she disappeared. When she came home, she’d gone to the bathroom and locked herself in… and she was still in there.
At this stage, J was getting suspicious. With a sigh, he went to the door and rapped musically upon it with his knuckles. “Have y’fallen in an’ re-enacted Trainspottin’, babe?” he called. He pressed his ear to the wood rather pointlessly.