Hey! Are You Lost? Seems Like It To Me. Listen, You Just Landed In A Universe Where Things Are A Little

Saw this skull shirt and you know I had to draw him in it

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— slow burn for friends to lovers˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

aaaa slow burn man, enjoy LOL

delicate hugs, but they linger longer the more both of you do it

"why are you staring? is there something on my face?"

gently pushing their hair behind their ear to see their face better

handholding where your hands are intertwined tightly with theirs

late night calls where one of you accidentally falls asleep

them reading you like an open book, especially knowing when you're going through difficult times

"i can't imagine who i'd be without you in my life"

wanting more physical affection yet you don't want to overstep

yearning to constantly be in their presence

platonic sleepovers that somehow ends up with you waking up with their arms around you

buying matching jewelry, but it doesn't mean anything right?

getting extremely worried when they get physically hurt

memorizing their coffee/tea order so you can buy it for them every morning

"you're so oblivious aren't you"

accidentally staring a bit too long at their lips

watching your favorite movies together

singing your favorite love song to them as if you are truly dedicating the song to them

"you drew stars around my scars" (cardigan by taylor swift)

feeling like your complete self when you're with them

sharing each other's clothes (especially hoodies)

hearing rumors that they have a crush and desperately hoping that it is you who they are crushing on

the urge to confess to them whenever you see them, yet you fear losing them

"what are we to each other?"

Richard Avedon - Jean Shrimpton Wearing a Dress from Bonwit Teller (Vogue 1968)

i am a painter.

sometimes I feel genuinely overwhelmed by the love I have for shoyo hinata

@dearru

“kiss me.”

those two words are already enough to make iwaizumi’s poor, alcohol-muddled brain come to a screeching halt. he gapes at you, unsure if he’s heard you correctly.

“iwaizumi,” you say, “i know this is sudden and weird and strange, but i need you to kiss me, like, right now.”

he blinks at you, hard. “you’re drunk,” he states, though his own words are slightly slurred.

“i am,” you confirm, nodding. “but that’s not the point.”

he squints, trying to piece together whatever mess you’ve roped him into this time. the party is still raging behind you, music thumping through the walls, but here in the dimly lit hallway, it’s just you—flushed and desperate, fingers curled into the fabric of his sleeve.

“what exactly is the point, then?” he asks warily.

you glance over your shoulder, then back at him, urgency clear in your expression. “that guy over there won’t leave me alone.”

iwaizumi frowns instantly, body tensing. “who?” 

“not important. what’s important is that you kiss me so he gets the message.”

his stomach does a weird flip, and he can’t tell if it’s the alcohol or the fact that you’re looking at him like you’re actually considering—like it’s not just some convenient excuse.

“c’mon, iwa.” your voice drops into something softer, almost teasing, but still urgent. “it’s not like you haven’t thought about it.”

his brain short-circuits for the second time tonight.

before he can respond, you’re tugging at his shirt, and suddenly, your lips are on his—warm, and tasting faintly of whatever cheap cocktail you’ve been nursing all night.

iwaizumi stiffens at first, hands hovering uncertainly in the air, brain scrambling to catch up. he’s drunk, sure, but not drunk enough to miss the fact that this is you—his best friend barring oikawa, the person he’s known for years, the one person who shouldn’t be kissing him like this.

but you are.

and worse? he’s kissing you back.

your fingers twist into the front of his shirt, tugging him closer, and a little noise escapes the back of his throat before he can stop it. his hands finally move, one settling hesitantly at your waist while the other cups the side of your face, his thumb brushing over your cheekbone. you smell like your shampoo, the same scent he’s gotten whiffs of on his hoodies after you’ve stolen them, and everything is too much.

he pulls back slightly, breathing hard. “you—” his voice cracks, so he swallows and tries again. “you sure that guy’s even looking?”

you blink up at him, dazed. “huh?” 

“i mean, if you were just trying to make a point—”

“oh. oh!” you glance over your shoulder, looking a little lost, then turn back to him with a sheepish grin. “yeah. i forgot about that.”

he lets out a rough, incredulous laugh. “you forgot?”

you nod, still gripping his shirt. your thumb brushes against the skin at his collarbone, and his stomach flips again.

“wow,” you say, quieter. “you kiss really well.”

iwaizumi lets loose a breath, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment. his heart is pounding, and he doesn’t know what to do with his hands anymore—if he should step away and put distance between you, or if he should just pull you back in, consequences be damned.

you must notice the hesitation because you’re much closer, now, tipping your chin up and whispering, “we can stop if you want.”

it doesn’t feel like you want to stop. and god help him, he doesn’t want to stop either.

his fingers tighten at your waist. “you’re gonna regret this in the morning.”

you smile, all soft and lazy. “guess we’ll find out.”

#3. a breathy demand, “kiss me”, and what the other person does in response.

for you <3

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hey toke do you know i love u.

OMGGGG this reminds me of my 2019 stranger things phase it was also my peak umbrella academy phase…gosh memories

ALSO ILY FOR TJIS SO BAD MY SHOYO AND MY TSUMU AND MY SAKUSA

Summerboy!

❀.ೃ࿔ ─── lady gaga? : 01 , You arrived in Brazil after what felt like the longest 15 hours of yoru life, even if that was a layover

content found : Atsumu Miya x fem!reader , mentions of alcohol , smau , kys/kms jokes , homophobia mentioned

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| 12:45 am : RIOgaleão International Airport

You three really should've bought seats next to eachother, 'cause now you're walking to baggage claim trying to figure out where eachother are

She wouldn't own up to it, but it was one-hundred percent Kiki's fault

"Guy's, we don't need seats next to eachother that's like another hundred dollars we would need to spend"

You and Tori looked at eachother questioning her logic, but who can argue with saving money

You could also blame your cousin Kiyoomi for having a 'friend' - a term used very loosely - who was living in Brazil, and it happened to give you major fomo when you found out he was going to be in Brazil

Sat at bagage claim waiting and hoping your friends were compitent enough to make it out of the airport

The heavy purse you brought as carry-on sat between your legs, head in your hands trying to fight off the sleep creeping up on you

"Uh, excuse me?"

Head shooting from your hands to only be faced with some guy he looked about your age, and a little farmillar. Toned blonde hair, honey golden eyes, natural smirk, really cute dimpl-

"Um, hello?"

His head tilted slightly

"Do you know if this is the bagage claim for the last flight from Japan?"

Putting a little more thought into your answer to try and combate the jetlag

"Oh uh, yeah it is.."

Voice trailing off, for someone who was very postive her answer was correct, you really didn't sound it

"Right..? Thanks alot"

Watching as he walked away and over to someone else, presumablly asking them the same question. If that was slightly mortifing enough, he was totally your type, like the cutest guy ever probably

"Oi Y/nn!"

Dazed, you wouldn't of even noticed Tori and Kiki if they didn't push you off the bench you were sitting on leaving you flat on your butt

"Y/n! get up that dudes staring, you're causing a scene bruv!"

Tori's hushed yelling only made the situation worse, until you looked over and noticed it was the same guy from before

Quickly picking yourself and your bag up, dusting imaginary dirt of you and apprently Tori also decided to dust you off

Slapping her hand with an annoyed look

"You're the one who pushed me over"

"Ok buddy, you're yappin' a whole lot, right Ki'?"

You both stood there motionless as you watched Kiki lift each of your suitcases off the converbelt, her arm frantically ushering you two over

Footsteps echoing through the near empty airport

"Hurry up we've gotta get to the air bnb, Tori pick your bag up!"

Her voice carried a sense of urgency - which was not necessary - as she practically ran out of the airport

"It's yoru fauly, you shouldn't been laying on the floor"

"What?! You pushed me?"

"Uh nuh uh! This is why yoru brother likes me more"

"Maybe 'cause Motoya's your boyfriend? Do you act braindead on purpose?"

"Stop fighting!"

Kiki's voice cut through the petty argument that she could never seem to escape when she was with you two

"See, your fault"

Your eyes seemed to roll on insticnt at Tori's remark

Summerboy! : taglist

@sailanne , @ayatakanosstuff

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craving calamari rn so bad

i’m going to bed please leave a baddie selfship questions on pomeloblush 😞🙏🏻