@inloveinsickness

catch me making out with everyone (including mak and suna.) NO ONE IS SAVE AROUND ME

5 people id take to coachella with me:

@dearru for obvious reasons

-suna (weed.)

-hinata (vibes.)

-aran (responsible.)

-atsumu (vibes.)

okay guyssss we’re backkkk did you miss us? cuz we missed you ex tumblr user cherrysurf

i think they definitely missed us 😼 happy to have YOU back, you don’t freaking know how happy i am rn omgeee

Hihi Elle, hope you’re okay! I just wanted to request if you could write something about reader reuniting nagi after his elimination, I dont necessarily think he’s too upset about it but i just wanted to see how ud write it and if he’d need comforting or not. Feel free to ignore ofc, Thank you

:') i gotchu bae (the 299 leaks Hurt :’))

reuniting after his elimination

nagi seishiro x gn!reader. angst, hurt-comfort

you stood at the bus stop, anxiously wringing your hands as you waited for your boyfriend to arrive. you'd been watching live when the final results were announced and received a text from him not even ten minutes later that he'd see you soon. he didn’t sound too distressed over the phone, but you weren’t sure how he’d be in person.

finally, you spot the faded blue bus turn the corner and stand from the bench, eager to reach out and hold your boyfriend. you waited for the bus to slow and felt goosebumps erupt over your arms when you spotted nagi through the window.

the doors opened, and there he was.

his hoodie and hair were slightly rumpled, as if he’d fallen asleep on the ride back. there was a blue lock bag clutched in one fist as the other hand was wrapped loosely around the strap of his personal backpack. his eyes looked a bit distracted as he stepped off the bus, and you spread your arms out wide.

“aw, baby,” you cooed when he dropped both bags onto the ground and stepped into your embrace, nearly knocking you over with how heavily he hugged you.

“‘m sorry,” you heard him mumble into your hair. you gently pulled his face away and cupped it between your hands, his arms still wrapped around your waist. “i wanted you to be proud of me.”

you hoped he couldn’t hear the sound of your heart breaking as it shattered in your chest. “sei, i am proud of you.” you brushed his white bangs from his eyes as he shook his head. “i let you ‘nd reo down. i wanted to keep playing with him and the others. sucks.”

sighing, you pulled his face into the crook of your neck so you could run your fingers through his hair and down his back. “then you get better. you practice, you find your ego, and you play. just because you aren’t playing with them now doesn’t mean this is the end for you.”

nagi nuzzled his nose against your neck. “i cried,” he announced, sounding slightly embarrassed by the confession. “after i left. reo, too. he tried really hard to fight for my spot. feels bad.”

you tightened your grip on him. you’d seen that live; you felt those emotions, too. “that’s okay. he cried because he cares about you, you know. not because he was mad at you.”

“… still.” nagi squeezed you around the middle and you fought the urge to break down right then and there. he was clearly upset and seemed conflicted over that.

stepping out of his grasp, you placed a soft smile on your face and caressed his cheek with your thumb. “you’re home, now. let’s celebrate that for a little bit! i found a place that makes really good lemon tea not far from here.”

you pulled the straps of nagi’s backpack over your shoulders as he grabbed his blue lock duffle bag. when you caught him eyeing the logo a bit longer than you liked, you reached for his hand and gave it a squeeze. the corner of his lip curled up a tad when he looked over to find you smiling at him. “come on, sei. my treat!”

⌗ — 𝓘𝑵𝑺𝑼𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬 ౨ৎ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ATSUMU MIYA, msby jackals.

♬ phone ain't got no service this 3G is fucking worthless / day is getting dark like the area's turning urban / you'll be fucking nervous like me inside of a church is / but, i'ma get in contact regardless, and / i hope you answer.

SYN ⨾ down on your luck and fresh out of your second year of university, alisa recommends you for a new job; manager and social media woman for the MSBY jackals. you don’t know anything about volleyball, but a paycheck is a paycheck and this one is accompanied by enough zero’s for your liking.

CON-WARN ⨾ msby!atsumu miya. bickering. profanity. enemies-ish to lovers. flirty!atsumu miya. smau. socmed manager/gen manager!reader.

CHAT LOGS .ᐟ 〔 character introductions 〕

you ┊ messy notes scrawled in a worn notebook. straw-berries and freshly baked cinnamon rolls. multiple hair ties on her wrist. overwhelmed. ⤷ sisterhood of the traveling pants. <- tba

a. miya ┊ soft hair. carefree grins and unbothered laughter. large, worn-out hoodies. rays of sun seeping in through sheer curtains. perfectionist. ⤷ MSBY jackasses. <- tba

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logging into tumblr to tell oomfs i am yaku's type (i have short hair)

OMGGOMGFKAMSIDNWKER IM TWEAKINGGG

ehehehehe

Jk and frank collab pls pls pls rm and frank ocean collab pls pls

frank…frank ocean.

❝ SHE’S THE TEAR IN MY HEART ❞ — itoshi sae

tags: smau shot, f!reader, established relationship, fluff, slight crack, pet names, implied engagement in one of them, extremely self indulgent and selfship coded i’m sorry </3 he makes me sick i love him sm — ignore timestamps

boyfriend texts with sae

masterlist

taglist. open (link to form) @saucejar @vellicrose @returntothefae @daisy-room @stellar-headquarters

@whatisnureotypical @haruhi269 @ayatakanosstuff @cyxjz @irethepotato

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HUH WAIT U DOING MOOD BOARDS NOW?!

Help that's so cool and fun!

GOOD LUCK 🫡

i do them for my moots whenever i’m bored LMAOO

kuroo would sing old justin beiber music to me and he actually has a good voice 💔