#kosmec

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➌ a “dear john” letter [watch me tweak the meaning into infinity]

Dear Momota-chan,

I know this is sudden, but I can’t hold it in any longer. We’ve spent so much time together, we’ve faced so many hardships and you really deserve someone better than me. So, after hesitating for so long, I decided to…leave you. I found someone else. You could offer me a lot, but my standards are different now, you know? I crave adventure, excitement! Someone who surprises me everyday! That’s why I… 

…fell in love with the Onceler. Did you see his handsome, round face!? I decided I can’t stay with a bear who’s 5 ft deep in the closet, I need me a real man!! You can shove your muscles into someone else’s face, I don’t want them!!

hi miles!!!! kirigiri is straight . i just wanna talk

【 Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion (w/ topic). 】 ▸ Accepting.

Why is FAMILY ABUSE suddenly this “quirky, fun” little angst plot that everyone wants to have in their muse’s story? I get HAVING it is fine, but they don’t make it obvious it’s for headcanon’s sake when they have DAYS DEDICATED TO THE PARENTS GETTING TO ANSWER ASKS TO BASH ON THEIR KIDS. Hey, fran bow, guess what? Child abuse in families is HARDLY black and white. It’s not always the mom and dad, it’s not always blatantly obvious, it’s not always just physical or emotional, they can have days where they give them treats and toys, they can appear like a happy family, they can have days where the child goes, ‘this is normal to me’ without even having any sort of discontent over it, and it’s NOT FOR “xD ANGST!” As someone who’s been going through this since youth, had friends who’ve been going through this since their youth, and is going into the teaching program where you hear stories of kids whose parents do awful things that you can’t control or help, you guys really show me that it’s only for your angst plots and not for a serious situation in MILLIONS of lives. Stop using it for angst plots; just stop it. 

People who use it to cope, you’re not being shamed. 

P.S: Parents who have to work a ton for their bills are not abusive and they shouldn’t be shamed if they can’t be around their kids all the time (Ishimaru and his dad’s relationship for example; being a police officer who has to ensure his spot on the work force, yet his son literally loves him even if he works too hard to be around). It’s not black and white, people. 

There was no doubt in Saihara's mind that he wouldn't be the person he was today were it not for Hope's Peak Academy's resident Ultimate Astronaut, Kaito Momota. Ever since meeting in their first year when Saihara had been at a low point and in desperate need of a serious pep talk, Momota was there. Saihara had never even asked him to be, had never asked him to reach his hand from above and help him do better, but he had done it anyways. That was just Momota's character, to reach a hand to anyone in need. It was what was so good about him. A carefree guy, who was comfortable just letting Saihara be Saihara. His anxieties and worries would just melt away... And he wouldn't always have to think so hard about things all the time. Momota was someone who had his back, always. Saihara didn’t mind it, becoming his sidekick.

But Momota wasn't meant to be tied to one place. Of course: he was the Ultimate Astronaut. His destiny wasn't to be stuck down here, but out in space, the final frontier. He was going to achieve great things and become a bright hope for humanity among the stars where he belonged. Saihara was so proud of him; he wanted Momota to see his dreams realized. Therefore... He was troubled. Troubled by his own selfish thoughts, that was. They were in their third year, and graduation was upon them. Soon, their carefree days as students and friends would come to an end. It was... hard to say if he would see Momota again after high school much. If even at all. Even now, it was rare to see Momota like he used to, since he was so wrapped up with special training and exams. Every day hangouts from before was more like once a week now. It was fine, but... 

Well, nightly training wasn't really the same without him. Still, Saihara persisted on, with or without him. (Thank god he was at least joined by Harukawa.) It was just like Momota taught him -- his mind and body were connected. Normally he would train even during inclement weather, but tonight a nasty storm brewed over the academy. That, combined with some strange emotional turmoil of his he couldn’t really explain... For once, Saihara wasn't really in the mood to train. He could skip it just one night, right? Instead, he decided to take it easy. Just for tonight.

But then, there was a knock at his door just as he was getting ready for bed. Right at the usual time when Momota would knock at his door every night back then. But... It couldn't be, right? Momota was caught up with astronaut training these days. And Saihara was too tired to entertain the thought of speaking to anyone else at the late hour. What if it was really him, though? What if it was Momota? It was unlikely, he knew that. But...

"Sorry, but could you just come back tomorrow? It's pretty late," Saihara said as he opened the door -- before realizing just who it was. So much for unlikely.

send me ✎ and my muse will draw your character

This is the last thing I’m gunna post on this blog until I make my promo for my remake but 

stop sexualizing him

He smirked, laying over his lap. Oh he knew he had Kaito following every word, watching his every moment, completely hooked.

That’s what love was, right? Getting exactly what you wanted? He really didn’t know. 

Sure, he may have had… feelings for Kaito but what was really the point of saying that? Of acknowledging this? On Kaito’s end, it was really just lust. Even if he stood by him for now, giving him everything the boy could ever want. Falling for every white lie and hooked on every order. That was just life for Kokichi Ouma- making others follow him and hiding any real feelings he had.

No matter what, he couldn’t waiver, he couldn’t have serious feelings. And if he did? He couldn’t show them. Was it a truth or a lie? That never mattered. Lies were just a distorted version of reality. In every one, some of the truth was held.

Even if he wanted to admit that no, it was the other way around. That he’d never felt like this before. That he wanted so much more… he couldn’t. All he could do to stay by Kaito’s side was to lie, and lie, and lie, and lie. That’s all he could ever do.