HEY SO!!! OLIVER X IRIS

me n samu are so j.coles love songs..

Atsumu stands in the convenience store with pursed lips. Osamu had refused to cook for him so here he is, deciding on what he’s supposed to snack on. He scratches his head in thought.

“That damn jerk.” He mumbles under his breath.

He hears the faint chime of the doors, as they open and close. Then he’s back to concentrating. That is until a girl wraps their arms around his neck. His eyes going wide, as he stumbles a bit.

“What the hell-”

“Baby there you are!” You say a little loud, a waver in your voice.

“Please help me.” You whisper and his ears perk up.

He’s a little weirded out but he can sense the tension in your body. As if on cue a rather sketchy man turns the corner of the isle, staring you down.

His eyes narrow at the man, his arm now circling around your waist. He keeps you tight against him. The man inches a little closer, as if he’s glancing at the products. Atsumu clicks his tongue.

“Ya got a problem?” He calls out to the man.

The man glances up at him. Atsumu towers over him with ease. His unwavering glare and cold demeanor making the man step back. He gently guides you behind him.

“I suggest ya get yer sorry ass outta here. Before I make ya.” He smiles but the man knows better than to believe Atsumu is fucking around.

So with a scoff the man is leaving without another word or glance. You sigh loudly, a breath you hadn’t known you were holding in.

“I’m so sorry!” You shriek, bowing immediately. Atsumu is surprised, quickly trying to get you stop.

“S’fine really.” Atsumu hovers over you, wavering his hands like a mad man.

“Maybe next time be more careful. Don’t go trustin’ people like that.” He lightly scolds and you nod.

“Yer lucky ya got stuck with me though.” He laughs and you feel at ease.

“Please, let me treat you.” You say with a timid smile on your face.

He’s grins at your face. Only then does he really take you in. You’re beautiful and you smelt good too.

“Nah. S’alright.” He smiles, but you’re persistent.

“Please?”

Atsumu blinks and well damn it he can’t say no when you have a pretty face and sweet voice like that. Yet at the last second he pays for the things as you were reaching for your wallet.

You both walk out with different expressions. You’re wearing a pout and he’s staring down at you with a grin. You both stand outside awkwardly for a bit until you ask him a question.

“Sorry but do you know where the station is?”

He blinks.

“Want me to walk ya there?”

“N-No! You’ve already helped me so much.” You laugh nervously and he shakes his head.

“Nuh uh I’m walking ya.” He begins to walk.

“H-Hey!” You yell, falling into step with him. He smiles down at you as you pout.

“Do ya always pout like that?”

“No.” You grumble and he laughs.

You guys make small talk as he walks you to the station, making sure you’re close to him but on the inside of the sidewalk. He introduces himself and you introduce yourself as well.

“Pretty name.” He comments and you flush.

“Thanks.” You mess with your hands and he smiles.

When the station comes into view, he pouts. He didn’t think he’d be this let down at you having to go.

But just letting you go…felt so wrong to him. His heart panged in his chest.

“Well this is my stop.” You smile but it doesn’t reach your eyes.

“Right.” He mumbles.

“Thank you Atsumu, you’re very kind.”

“Don’t sweat it.” He waves his hand.

It’s funny.

Two complete strangers, bidding goodbye as if you’d see eachother the next day and the day after that.

A red thread wraps itself around the both of your hearts. And as you both are a distance away.

It tugs.

Causing you both to lock eyes, for what seems to be the last time.

You send him a warming smile and his eyes soften.

With that you’re gone.

Atsumu is left standing there, the bag in hand. He feels rather empty. He walks the rest of the way home with a complete frown on his face.

The next day he’s walking with Osamu through the halls, on there way to volleyball practice. As Atsumu rambles about his sets, his words get caught up in his throat.

And there’s that tug again.

He stops in his tracks.

His eyes scanning everywhere in the hallway. When he looks behind him he finds you there, as if time has stopped.

You both mirror eachother, but Atsumu is quicker.

His eyes sparkle, his smile growing.

And that red thread finally ties its knot.

rb this erm. oki bai

like this if u want selfship asks

can i drop my japanese-latino sakusa hc… do u guys see my vision… pls say yes

ty for the tag nensi!

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LETS MAKE A WEDDING CHAT

Search on Pinterest and choose the first that pops up

Spouse(yk the drill anime character>first one that pops up)

Wedding venue

Wedding dress/suit(depends what you want to wear)

Maid of honor(anime character>first or second girl that u see, depending on who u get as spouse)

Best man(random character>first or second guy you see, depending on who u get as spouse)

Cake

HERE'S MINE

Chaos ensues.....

GET WITH THE PROGRAM GANG KSKSKWKS

@dimsumo @psyzcraze @shoudakii @mixolya @kenyuukisser @fishii28 @ayatakanosstuff @megumismyhusband @mims-bshelf @p1z-d0n7jud6em3 @ohagiyoo +AYONE ELSE WHO WANTS

✘ RED THREAD OF FATE ; kirishima eijirou. “i can’t believe i found you again.” / “i knew you would.”

synopsis : people get divorced and ten-year-old best friends move away, abruptly severing all contact. oh, and some people are brought back together by pure, absolute fate. content : no quirks + band AU. profanity. alcohol + drug mention and consumption. 20-yr-old! reader/kirishima. lgbtq+ characters. past substance abuse.

taglist is open - please fill out this form. smau/traditional. specific cw added at the beginning of each chapter. no update schedule. punk kiri, denki, bakugou, mina, dabi, shigaraki, etc.

❪ TRACKLIST ❫

romance ・ 2025 ・ ۝ earier

● 1 Ribs ; prologue by Lorde.

● 2 Tba

● 3 Tba

R!ot Rev!val

kirishima eijirou, lead vocals ; bakugou katsuki, drums ; sero hanta, bass ; mina ashido, keyboard ; denki kaminari, electric guitar.

think: greenday, p!atd in its prime, fall out boy, the all-american rejects, as it is, set it off, fall in reverse, get scared, we the kings, yellowcard.

“The Girls”

y/n l/n, kits and kaboots / uni student ; toga himiko, kits and kaboots ; touya “dabi” todoroki, bartender ; shigaraki tomura, bartender.

think: forcing the boys into face care nights, shared cigarettes on the balcony, loudly singing in crowded cars, platonic cuddling, constant eye rolling.

hey girl

OMG HI??$?!

u and sho are green and orange to me. like a tangerine with the leaf still on it 🙂‍↕️

OH THIS IS CUTE IM DEAD. i see it ngl its so funny u say this bc my room’s current aesthetic is green and white and browns LMAOAO and shoyo (my haikyu collection) is the only orange spot in my room

IRIIS IRIS IRISSSSS

LOOK!!

is that bachi? i can’t tell who the blonde is😞