Shirabu always feels strange around Semi Eita. Sometimes it's an accelerated heartbeat. Sometimes it's a nervous blush. Sometimes it's a smile he didn't invite onto his mouth. And then one day, a single flower petal. *TW: Blood, implied self harm* (Also I changed up the hanahaki thing just a bit for increased pain sor...
Prompt: Shirabu is a passionate book reader and Semi is everything he's not.
(8:32 PM) UNKNOWN NUMBER: Neither do I, but I value my fucking job (8:32 PM) UNKNOWN NUMBER: Anyway, who are you? Cos you're definitely in the same region cos I just mistyped one digit (8:33 PM) Not-Taichi: wouldn't you like to know weather boy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (8:33 PM) Weather Boy ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ: Oh my God, that was a vine ref...
In which Semi Eita had internalized homophobia with himself because he believed that it's more socially acceptable and easier to be with a woman than be with a man. inspired by the song "Goodluck, babe!" by Chappell Roan. ctto to all the photos used in this fanfic! i do not own any of them including the main character...
Shirabu expected a lot of things when he arrived at Shiratorizawa- prestige, power, pressure- certainly not a sweet, charming second-year and a hopeless crush. Warning: High sugar content!! IMAGE SOURCE: pixiv id 83007065!! thank you @QxviQxvi for finding the artisttt