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💌 BSD Men & Handwritten Notes Hidden in Your Things ✉️
Because sometimes, love is found in the smallest details.
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💌 Osamu Dazai – Little Games, Little Confessions
Dazai’s notes are a game.
You find them in your coat pockets, tucked between the pages of books, slipped into your bag when you’re not looking.
Some are teasing.
“I saw you looking at me earlier. Falling for me already, bella?”
Some are poetic.
“If I leave before you wake, don’t think of it as me disappearing—think of it as me waiting for you in another moment.”
And some—the rare ones—are real.
A napkin from the café you both love, with only five words scribbled in his elegant handwriting:
“You make the world bearable.”
You never bring them up.
And neither does he.
Because Dazai will never say these things aloud.
But he knows you find them. He knows you keep them.
And that—that is enough for him.
💌 Chuuya Nakahara – What I Can’t Say Out Loud
Chuuya doesn’t write notes often.
But when he does—you keep every single one.
They’re never long, never dramatic—just small things, things he wouldn’t say aloud but still wants you to know.
Tucked inside your wallet:
“Buy yourself something nice. And don’t argue.”
Slipped under your coffee cup in the morning:
“You didn’t sleep well, did you? Take it easy today.”
And sometimes—the ones that mean the most.
Left beside your pillow when he has to leave for a mission before you wake up:
“I’ll be back soon. Be safe. I love you.”
(That one, you keep in your nightstand.)
Because Chuuya doesn’t say these things often.
But when he does—he means them.
💌 Fyodor Dostoevsky – Messages in Riddles and Ruin
Fyodor does not leave notes.
He leaves challenges.
You find them in the books he lends you—passages underlined, cryptic quotes with no explanation.
“Is it possible to love and still be cruel?”
“To know someone is to destroy them. Do you agree?”
Sometimes, it’s a chess move written on a torn scrap of paper, left on your desk, as if waiting for you to make the next move.
But one night—you find something different.
A letter, folded neatly, hidden under your pillow.
Not a riddle. Not a test.
Just one line.
“I will never ask you to stay, but I will always wonder if you will.”
And suddenly—you realize that even Fyodor Dostoevsky has things he is afraid to say.
💌 Nikolai Gogol – Do You Know the Magic Word?
Nikolai’s notes are pure chaos.
Scattered everywhere—on the fridge, in your shoes, attached to the ceiling somehow.
“What do you mean this isn’t the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for you?”
“If I disappeared tomorrow, would you miss me? Trick question, I already know the answer. (You totally would.)”
“Do you know the magic words? (Hint: it’s ‘please give Nikolai a kiss.’)”
But then—there’s one that’s different.
No jokes. No games.
Just a single note, folded small, hidden in the sleeve of your coat.
“I know I make it hard to tell, but you are the only thing I’ve ever been afraid of losing.”
And for once—Nikolai does not ask you if you found it.
💌 Sigma – I Hope You Find This
Sigma’s notes are careful.
Neatly written, placed somewhere he knows you’ll find them but never where you expect.
Inside your favorite book:
“I noticed you like reading this before bed. Sweet dreams.”
Tucked into your luggage before a long trip:
“If you get anxious, just remember—I’m waiting for you to come back.”
And once—one that makes your breath catch.
A note he must have written long before he had the courage to give it to you, one that somehow ended up between the pages of an old journal:
“I think I love you. I don’t know if I should.”
When you ask him about it, his face flushes, his hands gripping his sleeves.
“You… weren’t supposed to find that one.”
But you’re smiling.
Because you did.
And maybe, deep down, he wanted you to.
💌 Ryunosuke Akutagawa – Words Are Not Easy for Me
Akutagawa does not know how to express himself.
So when you start finding his notes, you’re shocked.
A folded scrap of paper slipped into your bag before a mission:
“Be careful. Don’t be reckless.”
A small card tucked between the pages of a book he gave you:
“I don’t know what you like, so I chose something I thought was good. Let me know if I was wrong.”
A short letter, written in careful, deliberate strokes, as if he spent too long trying to make it perfect.
“I don’t understand why you stay. But I am trying to. I don’t know how to say this in person, but I… care for you. Even if I don’t always show it.”
(That one, you hold onto the longest.)
Because for Akutagawa, love is not spoken.
It is written.
In stiff, uncertain words.
In quiet, careful notes.
In ways he will never say aloud, but hope you understand anyway.
💌 Ranpo Edogawa – If You Need Proof, Here It Is.
Ranpo’s notes are ridiculous.
Written in crayon, scribbled on candy wrappers, left in your pocket when you aren’t looking.
“If you’re reading this, you owe me a snack.”
“I’m a genius, and you love me. What a great combination!”
“I know you miss me right now. Even if I’m in the same room. (Admit it.)”
But then—a different one.
Taped to the corner of your mirror, written more neatly than usual.
“I never write things down when I don’t have to. But sometimes, I like to remind you that you matter to me. Even though you already knew that, didn’t you?”
And when you ask him about it, he just grins, stealing a bite of your snack.
“What, you wanted me to say it in person? Too bad, I already wrote it down.”
But later—when he leans against you, his head resting on your shoulder—
You hear him mutter, “Just so you know… I meant it.”
And that—that is why you keep every single note.
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There’s something so endearing about the little notes left behind—playful scribbles tucked between pages, heartfelt words slipped into coat pockets, a simple “thinking of you” on a post-it by the coffee cup. Love doesn’t always need grand gestures; sometimes, it’s found in ink-stained fingertips and the quiet reassurance of I am here, I love you, I remember you. The smallest acts of love are often the greatest, not because of their size, but because of the thought woven into them—the gentle proof that someone’s heart lingers with you, even when they’re not there. ♡
HUENING KAI & HUENING BAHIYYIH GQ KOREA, DECEMBER 2023
FEAT: osamu dazai, chuuya nakahara, nikolai gogol, fyodor dostoevsky, sigma, atsushi nakajima, akutagawa ryunosuke
CONTENT: written from a british school pov!! mentions of vaping/dazai n nikolai selling overpriced vapes, atsushi n akutagawa scrapping, fake asthma attack (giggling writing these down)
AUTHORS NOTE: FIRST POST ON THISS ACCOUNT AND LOTS MORE TO COME!! will defo be doing another ones of these it was so fun to write (nikolai was my fav)
dazai would defo be one of those popular boys who does absolutely NOTHING in class. all he does is piss around and fucks with chuuya
somehow he’d be in top set in a few classes and everyone else is like what???? HOW????
brings nothing to school and end up with a bunch of pens
i feel like in yr7-8 he was more introverted and quiet (like he was in the pm) but did a complete 180 change in yr9
LOVES the pepperoni pizza slices in the canteen, forces chuuya to buy a slice for him and throws a fit if they’re not being sold that day
”Chuuyaaaaaa! D’ya have any money- please please pleaseeeeee- they’re not even that expensive! You’re just broke, you seriously gonna let a poor guy like me starve?“
if chuuya doesn’t buy him it he gets atsushi to buy it instead
blows up everyone’s phone. please you’d think he lived in his phone if you texted him he’d respond in less than 15 seconds
had braces in yr7-8
started a business with nikolai scamming the younger years bc he was bored. they planned it out n everything in a maths class and not even a day later had set it up in the toilets. once people acc started falling for it and they were getting money he locked tf in
"It’s 15 quid for a vape.. hey bruv I don't make the rules! (he does) If you're gonna complain and not buy owt' you can piss off."
HAD RUMOURS GOING ABT HIM AND CHUUYA IN YR10. THEY WERE IN THE SAM CUBICAL PUFFING ON A VAPE AND SOMEONE WALKED IN ON THEMMMM, LITCH EVERYONE WAS SAYING THEY WERE GAY N HAD SEX. people still bring it up sometimes and dazai doesn't deny it
lowkey wishes it was true
ALL THE YR8-10 GIRLS THINK HE'S FIT
always has dts so he walks home with chuuya
does gcse pe bc he's super athletic
once again the yr8-10 girls think he's fit (he is)
got called a leprechaun and he started FUMING, same with being called scottish
got so pissed off at dazai once that he lobbed a pen into his eye which prompted dazai to dramatically fall off his chair and hit his head againnst the floor (chuuya didn't gaf)
every time he sees a yellow car he immedietly thinks abt dazai and starts looking around for him
"why's that car so fuckin' yellow- where's dazai."
50/50 chance that people know he is gonna punch the shit outa him or js think he's into him
stuck up for akutagawa once bc the poor boy was being dragged and now aku follows him around though he’d never admit it
EVERY TIME SOMEONE MENTIONS THAT RUMOUR HE GOES BRIGHT RED AND STARTS YAPPING AND SHOUTING
he denies it like his life depends on it
kouyou even teases him abt it please everyone hangs up on him
Nikolai is 100% the class clown you cannot change my mind
owns all the school beef accounts and has videos of all the scraps (makes people pay to see them)
gets fyodor to help him with his homework
He’s the one who stuffs toilet roll down the sinks and blocks the toilets. He drags sigma along with him and sigma js attempts to get him to stop (it never works)
IF HE GETS CAUGHT DOING ANYTHING REMOTELY WRONG HE PINS THE BLAME ON SIGMA AND BEGS FYODOR TO BACK HIM UP LMAOAOAIAO
“WHAT?? no miss I would never- wha- why would I do that?? it was litch sigma miss please you gotta believe me, fedya was watching- weren’t you? WEREN'T YOU??”
(fyodor rats him out 9 times out of 10)
In class if he has a sub and gets told off he whines about it saying ‘oh it’s because I’m russian innit’
draws when he’s bored. doesn’t matter what on, he just vandalises everything
DRAMA/THEATRE KID FRFR (me), DRAMA IS ONE OF HIS FAV SUBJECTS ALONG WITH ART (HE TAKES THEM FOR GCSE)
drama teachers are the only ones that like him
sits with sigma and fyodor at lunch, some year sevens sit behind them so he spins around and taps them then spins back and acts like nothing happened (they think he’s weird and moves)
tried selling a yr7 a empty vape once and a teacher caught him, also hides behind toilet doors so when you open them he jumps out and puts you into cardiac arrest
for the business with dazai, he js pissed around the whole time. their business only lasted a week then they got found out bc some kid was pissy abt how it was extremely overpriced, they ended up getting suspended over it but pleaseeeee they went after that kid HELP
he sometimes put random stuff in the vapes like soap AHAHAHSHSHAH
gets out of pe bc he's anemic. had to fight a war with the pe teachers to get out of it bc they claimed it wasn't a valid excuse, only let him out of it when he passed out playing badminton (nikolai took a video of it and constantly uses it as blackmail)
reads at lunch
got reported once bc somebody bumped into him and he threatened them saying smth corny like 'you better watch your back buddy' or ‘I will stab you at lunch’ and they got scared (tbh i would as well man is intimidating)
slt was called and a bag check had to be done, all they found were books (nerd 🤓)
sometimes quotes authors of the books he reads and completely denies everything if you mention it or question it
"hm? what? why would i quote that- i didnt even say that, what're you on about?" (starts sweating)
i think this is ooc buttt its funny so idgaf, watched deathnote in yr7 or 8 and acted like light as well as bought his own rip off book on temu, he'd wip it out if anyone got on his nerves and everybody took the piss out of him
THIS MADE ME GIGGLE SM I CAN IMAGINE TTHIS IS HOW NIKOLAI MEETS HIM AND HE JS BULLIES HIM
so so soooo awkward
doesn't have ANY friends in his year, lingers around older years so his classmates stay AWAY.
only friends r nikolai and fyodor (nikolai dragged him to his table after seeing him being emo and fyodor tolerates him)
i think he'd be in middle set for most things, the exception being top in english.
common sigma phrase when anyone talks to him
"uh.. well- I uh- I mean-.. yes..?"
was walking behind atsushi one day and a pin off his backpack fell off (read atsushi's section for context). he picked it up for him and gave it back to him leading to atsushi buying him a radnor fizz as a thanks
lowkey wants to be friends with atsushi bc of how nice he was but IS TOO PUSSY TO TALK TO HIMMM
has a bunch of cute keychains on his bag and people RIP THEM OFF ALL THE TIME he gen gets so upset over it
gets all his teachers small gifts like chocolates for holidays
most people in the school like him and the yr11s stick up for him bc he's mates with dazai
SCRAPPED AKUTAGAWA IN YR8 BC HE TOOK THE PISS OUT OF HIS HAIRCUT- DAZAI HAD TO DRAG THEM APART BC ALL THEY WERE DOING WAS WACKING EACHOTHER HELPPPP
waves and smiles at sigma every time he sees him
him and akutagawa eventually made up and they're semi friends purely bc aku doesn't want people to start saying shit like 'ooo the emo can make friends'
he is so judgy he will fucking side eye you in the hallways and shit
EVERYTIME HE GOES TO THE TOILETS DAZAI IS THERE VAPING AND HE SWEARS HE GETS A ASTHMA ATTACK WITH THE AMOUNT OF SMOKE OR EHATEVA
follows gin and Chuuya around and gets them to batter people if they say anything to him
CONSTANTLY picked on for being edgy
"OI EMO! WRIST CHECK?????" or "barcode"
heard abt how fyodor got out of pe and faked having a asthma attack whilst running track, ATSUSHI THOUGHT HE WAS BEING FR AND STARTED SOBBING AHAHAHAHAH
watches horror movies with gin and buys her stuff occasionally (HEADCANNON THAT THEY SHOW THEIR LOVE THROUGH ACTS OF SERVICE)
semi friends with kaiji and higuchi (by this i mean he lets him yap and doesn't complain)
shaves his eyebrows off to seem edgy
Y'know what. I think Nagi being eliminated because of love was the point.
Blue Lock is not like other shounen manga; it is not about the strength of friendship and forming bonds. It has always had a recurring theme of sacrificing yourself in order to pursue individualism (see: all the times Isagi compromised his morals or personal beliefs in order to win).
Kunigami is a good example of this. The Wild Card process forced him to remake himself in order to survive. He became more serious and aggressive, and his general disposition is now noticeable darker. In any other story, this would be considered a negative and/or concerning change, but Blue Lock frames his transformation as a victory, reinforcing the message that players must reshape themselves into more selfish, combative, and unhinged individuals in order to become stronger and succeed. Those unwillingly to give up these "restrictive" parts of themselves get locked off.
Although Nagi did coast by with his talent in the beginning, it was never actually his work ethic that was holding him back. It was because he started trying for Reo. He was not an individualist; he was not selfish enough to be an egoist. Both by his and Ego's admission, that was his true weakness.
Nagi's love for Reo is the antithesis of everything Ego is trying to cultivate with Blue Lock, and that is what led to his downfall.
stars align while hearts speak | megumi x reader
wc: 572
the mission had left both of you exhausted, your feet dragging as you walked alongside megumi in the cool night air. the stars twinkled above, and despite the silence between you, it felt peaceful. megumi, as usual, seemed lost in thought—focused, as if replaying the events of the day in his mind.
you glanced at him, noticing the slight furrow in his brow, the way his shoulders looked just a little more tense than usual. he always carried the weight of everything so seriously. “hey,” you said, breaking the quiet. “how about we sit for a while? the stars are really nice tonight.”
he looked over at you, hesitating for a second. “we’re almost back.”
“come on, it’ll only take a minute,” you urged, flashing him a small smile. “it’s not like we get to relax much anyway.”
after a beat, he sighed and followed you to a small patch of grass off the path. you both sat down, and you leaned back slightly, letting the cool breeze brush over your skin. megumi, though sitting next to you, stayed upright, his eyes fixed on the sky.
“it’s quiet out here,” you murmured, looking up at the stars. “kind of makes everything feel… far away.”
megumi hummed in agreement, though his gaze remained distant. after a pause, he said, “you handle things well out there.”
the comment caught you off guard. “oh, thanks. i guess i’ve had good practice,” you laughed lightly. “you’re the one who always has it together though. i’m just trying to keep up.”
he didn’t respond right away, his eyes flickering down to the grass for a moment before back up at the sky. “it’s easier when you’re around.”
your breath caught, and you turned to him, waiting for him to say more, but he didn’t. he kept his gaze upward, his expression neutral, but there was a softness in his tone that made your heart skip a beat.
“really?” you asked, your voice quieter now.
“yeah,” he said simply. “it’s not just the missions. i mean… you’re easy to be around. i don’t have to think so much.”
the admission hung in the air between you. it wasn’t blunt, it wasn’t a grand confession, but coming from megumi, it felt like a lot. your chest warmed at his words, a smile tugging at your lips.
“well,” you started softly, “i like being around you too.”
megumi didn’t say anything in response, but you noticed the subtle shift in his expression, the way his shoulders seemed to relax a bit more. after a moment, you decided to push just a little further, feeling braver.
“you’re not bad company, you know?” you teased, nudging him lightly with your shoulder.
“is that supposed to be a compliment?” he muttered, but there was a hint of amusement in his voice, barely noticeable.
“maybe,” you replied, laughing softly.
megumi finally looked at you then, just for a second, but long enough for you to see the faintest trace of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. it was subtle, almost like everything he was feeling was hidden beneath the surface, but it was there. and somehow, that small smile was enough.
“let’s stay a little longer,” he said quietly, turning his gaze back to the sky.
you nodded, leaning back to fully take in the stars again, but now your heart felt a little lighter, a little warmer.
Imagine sskk win against Amenogozen but then it turns out Fyodor has just been hanging back scribbling fanfiction about how actually he won on the page while they were distracted
In the heart of Gaza, where daily life has become a constant challenge amidst the siege and continuous bombing, we experienced unforgettable moments, filled with love and hope despite the pain. This is my story, and the story of my family, which may not differ from hundreds of other families in Gaza, but it holds special memories that will forever be etched in our minds.
Yazan, my dear nephew, was always a symbol of courage and joy in our family. Since childhood, he loved to wear his elegant blue suit, always made sure his hair was neatly styled, and smiled at the world as if to tell us that tomorrow would be better. On the day of a family member’s wedding, Yazan stood proudly beside us, radiating happiness, sharing his smiles with everyone, as if he knew that these moments would be among the last memories we would have of him. Just a few days later, in a merciless airstrike, we lost Yazan. He left us while dreaming of a tomorrow filled with peace and joy, leaving behind a void and indescribable pain.
As for Suheir, my beloved niece, she is the sun that rises in our lives every day. Suheir is still with us, full of life and hope, dreaming of wearing her white dress on her special day and living a life filled with joy and success. Despite the harsh circumstances, Suheir carries the spirit of childhood and is the source of hope that we cling to amidst all this pain. Every time I see her, I feel that life still offers us a chance to witness its beauty and happiness.
We lost Yazan, but we thank God that Suheir is still with us. She is a symbol of hope and resilience. Although life has become more difficult and harsh, I believe there is always light at the end of the tunnel. We have endured these bitter experiences together as a family, but we still carry in our hearts a passion for life, seeking safety and the opportunities that can grant us a new beginning.
For this reason, I have launched a fundraising campaign to help my family escape this harsh reality. My goal is to secure a better future for those of us who remain, especially the children who deserve to live their lives without fear of bombings and airstrikes. All I ask for is a chance to give them a future filled with peace and opportunities, far from wars and destruction.
With hope and faith, I ask everyone who reads these words to contribute to our cause. Together, we can build a better future for our children, keep Yazan’s memory alive as a symbol of courage and hope, and continue to support Suheir so that she can live the life she dreams of, filled with safety and happiness.
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