Atsumu Miya - 320 Words.

me bc lina doesn’t know how to read the tags

i dead ass hate all of u rn especially lina

@inloveinsickness i’m dying omg

bus pal!sae who started taking the bus because he didn't want to waste gas going to his gym.

bus pal!sae who sat in the first row in hopes that no one would sit next to him.

bus pal!sae who’s plan failed because you sat next to him in a rush.

bus pal!sae who paid no mind to you until he felt a weight against him. bus pal!sae who couldn't believe your audacity to fall asleep on him.

bus pal!sae who didn't wake you up, which turned to be a huge mistake when you started awake in a panic thirty minutes later.

bus pal!sae who watched you panic when you asked if the stop to your university had already passed. who watched as you dejectedly sat back down in your seat, accepting your fate.

bus pal!sae who wasn't as surprised when you fell asleep on his shoulder again the next day.

bus pal!sae who woke you up this time. bus pal!sae who’s heart fluttered a bit when you endlessly thanked him.

bus pal!sae and you who fell into a routine. you who would always fall asleep on him, and he who would always wake you up.

bus pal!sae who didn’t ride the bus once for some reason, who listened as you lightheartedly scolded him for abandoning you.

bus pal!sae who never skipped his ride after that.

bus pal!sae who caught himself looking forward to see you everyday.

bus pal!sae who decided that he wanted your number. but bus pal!sae who would always miss his chance. either you fell asleep too soon or rushed out too fast, your thank you's left in your trail.

bus pal!sae who forced himself to hold you back and grab you by the wrist before you left the bus.

bus pal!sae who finally got your number.

also, bus pal!sae who never told you that his stop was before yours.

a/n:- everybody say thank u jazz for inspiring this!!

my soa obsession is back..

hey girl

OMG HI??$?!

lwk just made that new writing acc so i can post abt atsumu f1 au

my leg hair is growing back so fucking fast smh

me and sakusa on my birthday

・ LIME GREEN JELLO 勝己 爆豪 » ❪ KATSUKI BAKUGOU ❫

word count. n/a.

content warning. f!reader. smau. injured!katsuki. hospital. profanity. a little bit of PTSD sprinkled in there. people coding (dying).

ILLECEBROUS ⋆ Nagi Seishiro

(adj.) alluring, attractive, enticing, suggestive

NAGI still struggles to wrap his head around the concept of living; so much so, that he still wonders why we think its necessary to feed ourselves. Maybe not in the way that food keeps us alive — but when the sapid taste of cherry still lingers, sincerely from your lips to his? What else could he possibly be hungry for? Esuriently chasing the taste of that cherry lip oil, sitting on your lips so seductively — so delicately, like something sweet he was never meant to have, but keeps starving for anyway.

“It’s gone… put more.” He suddenly pulls away from your face with eagerness — eyes locked on yours like they held the answer to something he couldn’t name. “Huh?” you raised a brow, confused by the sudden loss of contact. “More what?” you answered; one hand still holding his jaw while your thumb hovered tenderly over his cheek and the other placed neatly on his shoulder. The tension lingers. A frisson trailing down your spine every time your gaze flickered from one of his eyes to the other. “The red thing.” His voice was low and almost breathless; like he’s asking for more than just lip oil. Like he’s asking for another taste of living. “The stuff. You know, the cherry…”

You can’t help but laugh, finding it almost endearing how lost he looks. “You’re not meant to eat it you know.” you tease — amused. “If you keep licking it off you’ll probably get sick.” He barely registers your words, already leaning in closer. Desperation clear as day, and not a single thought behind those eyes. “Don’t care. Want more.” He pauses, his voice barely above a whisper. “It tastes… good.” You giggle and shaking your head, how could you not to find him too cute. He’s completely fixated on the lip oil now. “You’re addicted huh?” You can’t help but laugh a little. “I’m not addicted…” He says, tone seriously. As if he was trying to convince himself more than you. He leans forward — mouth slightly agape. Giving you the cutest most impatient stare.

You roll your eyes but the soft smile tugging at your lips betrays you. “Only once though okay? Dior lip oil is too expensive to be licking off every second. Even if it’s you.” He tilts his head, as if to process what you’ve said. “Dior…? Mmm. Worth it.” You can’t help but laugh again, while reaching out for the little bottle on your bed side table. “see look” you say, unscrewing the cap, the scent of cherry filling the air as you dab a little more on your lips.

He watches with rapt attention, and then without missing a beat, he leans in the moment you finish. He presses his lips to yours — slow and deliberate, as if he’s savoring every single second of it. The kiss is languid, but it carries that same sense of urgency from before, like he’s trying to capture the last bit of the sweetness before it’s gone. His mouth moves against yours with almost a reverence. Like he’s trying to hold onto the taste for as long as he can.

And when you finally pull back, he stays close. His lips barely apart and his eyes were still closed in that blissed out way. “Mmm… better than food” he murmurs.“An I gonna have to put lip oil in your food now?” You tease. His eyes flicker open, still half-lidded and a dazed expression. “Maybe.” He shrugs lazily — as if it’s the most reasonable suggestion in the world. “Wouldn’t mind.” You shake your head, laughing at how ridiculous he is. And he looks at you with that same almost lazy affection. His gaze says everything; he could live on this moment forever if you let him.

SIA HERE ! : was so close to naming this ‘dior dior, flex!’ but i didn’t let the intrusive thoughts win </3 okay goodnight guys before liv shoots me in the face 57 times 😊 (its nearing 6am im so sane im so sane im so sane im so sane im so sane im so sane)

ew.