How to (not) protect you and your beloved from the rain with your school blazer.
You’re not fooling anyone, Makoto. B) (Full Version) Ok. I will stop for now. This Makoto drawing spree is getting out of hand OTL farewell
draw me like one of your shoujo girls
Rin looking very pg-13 in his sakura and shark tattoo sleeves and cola can.
Can I just give my two cents on this one.
To Haruka, he and the water share a bond no person can ever hope to understand- intimate but based on respect.
What I’ve noticed is that the water is like some sort of mirror. It shapes into form based on the feelings of whoever enters it’s territory.
In this case. Haru.
When Haru’s mind was clear and free of any doubts or insecurities, the water danced with him. Every swish, every splash collided with Haru’s movements.
And it was beautiful.
But during the regionals…
Haru was in darkness. So the water mirrored his heart.
Because there was hesitation and fear…the water hesitated as well.
Instead of syncing with Haru’s swimming, it became the chains that binded Haru to a hault.
And so Haru stopped.
And the chains were no more.
It was almost like the water itself wanted to tell Haru…
"You’re heart is not Free"
"That’s enough, Haru"
"Don’t struggle anymore"