Welcome And Goodbye.

Welcome And Goodbye.

For how it seemed, I should've stayed and let you be. Run into my heart so carelessly, That's the reason I'm afraid. You're the thought that can't be tamed, And I'm trying to be sane.

TSUKISHIMA,Akaashi,Suna (?), SUGAWARA,Eita,Asahi (jst a hunch.) and idk.

how do u write so clearly and simple yet so beautiful? genuinely asking

OMG STOPPP tysm for enjoying my writing !!! bro actually i’ve been hearing a lot of comments and reblogs saying my writing style is simple yet detailed (?) which is such a compliment but also like i lowkey had no idea bcuz i don’t really know what my writing comes off as to other people ???? if that makes sense ??? ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

but here’s some tips/habits i’ve noticed i use when i’m writing:

keep it simple !! when i first started writing i was so obsessed with trying to make my writing “better” than it actually was — the absolute tip top tier of perfection that looked like this — google searching pretty and fancy words as well as synonyms for simple words. my search history would be all synonyms for laugh or synonyms for happy and the piece would just end up feeling so stiff and devoid of any writing style or voice

reading back on my old writing, sometimes it’s so obvious i had no fucking clue what those words meant !! so trust yourself- trust that what you already know works great— and sometimes less is more

speaking of less is more— a lot of times, i tend to glaze over a lot of minute details n stuff in my fics. this is obviously just preference: some authors describe everything and it turns out great. but i kinda like focusing less on the constant details and more on the overarching ideas??

for example, something like this:

osamu wakes up and blinks at the ceiling blah blah blah and rubs his eyes. he gets out of bed and pulls his shirt on blah blah and leaves the house to walk to the corner store with an umbrella. on the way he looks at the purple flowers and his shoes. when he gets in the store he thinks about buying some bread and butter

would actually look like this:

when osamu wakes up, the only thing on his mind is sweet bread and butter from that corner store down the street— the one with the purple flowers.

lmk if u guys want more ??? tips ? i was about to write some more but Idk if u all want that LMFAOOAOA

My family is still staying in half of the church that wasn’t affected by the bombing because there is nowhere else to stay other than tents. They are limited to one small meal a day and one shower a week. They are sleeping on the floors, but no one can sleep since there is bombing everywhere around them. Even when there is no bombing, they can still hear the loud buzzing sound of the military planes above them, which would keep anyone who hears it awake. Along with everything, My grandma has diabetes and osteoporosis, so she can’t walk. She has to take her insulin medication along with many others; however, she has run out of many of her medications.” Am on my knees requesting for donation. Target $450

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hi!  I am desperately in need for help. I need my insulin to bring my blood sugar back down. It’s $300 That’s all I need. I’m not asking for a windfall, just a little help, please.

Be blessed 💓🙏🙏💓

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kita and his baby girl who brings him all the frogs she catches in the paddies. she scoops them up with her bare hands and cups them between her little palms. the frog belts out a worried note and makes a bid for freedom; she shuts her hands around it.

"gentle," kita reminds her, closing his big hands around hers so he can loosen her grip a bit. "like with the ducks, remember?"

her brow furrows, her dark eyebrows pinching together. "gentle," she repeats.

"s'right, baby. we're gentle with animals."

"and people!"

kita nods. "and people too."

"no biting."

he coughs out a laugh, glad you're not here to see the way her smile widens. "no biting," he agrees. "and no frogs in the house. c'mon, it's time to let frog-san go."

"but i wanna keep 'im."

"but then you can't catch 'im again."

she pauses, considering. she raises her hands to peek between them; the frog ribbits sadly. "bye frog-san."

kita helps her return the frog to the paddy gently. it hops away quickly, disappearing into the murky water.

"what're we gonna do when we get home?" he asks.

"wash our paws!"

"s'right," he says. she reaches for him and he scoops her up, settling her onto his hip as he starts to walk back to his old truck. "and then what?"

"dinner! so we can get big and strong an' catch more frogs!"

a smile unfurls on kita's lips. "so we can catch more frogs," he agrees. "as many as you want."

she squints up at him. "promise?"

"yeah, baby," he says, pressing a kiss to her hair, as gray as the moon. "i promise."

Hello

I hope my message finds you safe

I would be really grateful if you could help me by donating to save me and my family from the dangers of war and death in Gaza and escape to a safe place.

We can't bear this injustice and fear. We have endured 10 months of suffering, humiliation, destruction and escaping death. No one asks about us. We are dying here in public, and there is nothing now to survive.

Please share, repost or donate to my family 🙏

https://gofund.me/b60fb34d

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