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Cherry Blossom Vibe
Mɪɴᴏʀ <3
sleep3deprived · 10 hours ago
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PLEASE RHIS WAS SO FUNNY AND SO THEM I LOVE IT
Haikyuu Characters reacting to; you calling them bro/dude
slight nsfw on atsumu and sakusa’s part
y/n is gender neutral
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sleep3deprived · 4 days ago
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if i see ONE MORE MISIBTERPRETATION OF AKAASHI I WILL LOSE MY SHIT. HES NOT THAT FORMAL SPEAKING MY GOD 😃
SERIOUSLY, that man will CHUCKLE AT YOU TRIPPING BEFORR ASKING IF YOURE OKAY. does that boy rlly seem like the type to say “i suppose you’re right…” NO
anyways that’s it for me today <3
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sleep3deprived · 4 days ago
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Just letting everyone know, my matchups are and have been closed (for a few months now too acc) Anyone who sends me one will be deleted. You can wait till my next follower event. However, not right now.
Thank you <3
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sleep3deprived · 4 days ago
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working on all my asks and matchups. It’s slow, but at least i got to it 🥲
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sleep3deprived · 5 days ago
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barefoot*
I STEPPED IN DOG PEE I STEPPED IN DOG PEE
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sleep3deprived · 7 days ago
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I STEPPED IN DOG PEE I STEPPED IN DOG PEE
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sleep3deprived · 7 days ago
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today i realized: i am afraid of dogs.
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sleep3deprived · 8 days ago
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i have this post sitting in my drafts i’ve been needing to talk about and post but I FUCKING KNOW i’m gonna lose followers for it and yk what? i’m mentally ready.
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sleep3deprived · 12 days ago
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ahahahhhaha my therapist will be hearing me cry next session ahahahahahha
𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄  | 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐈
ft. Hanma Shuji x f!reader 
genre: angst 
the one in which Hanma is fine, absolutely fine, after your breakup. 
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HANMA SHUJI knows he’s only like this because you are his first. You are the first kiss, first confidant, first to see him more than one trying to find a landing between “sin” and “punishment”. You are his first love.
No, you were his first love.
But firsts were never meant to be permanent. Hanma understood this much. Firsts exist to make way for eventual seconds. that’s why he didn’t stop you when you turn back to him, halfway out the door. “stop me from leaving, and I’ll stay” was written all over your face and etched in your eyes. his heart whispered, “stay, please” but his eyes were cold and his lips said, “go”. 
so you go. but you’ll never know how he stood at the foyer until he could no longer hear the wheels of your suitcase before finally locking the door. first loves were never meant to last, and you were meant to leave anyways.
you’re Hanma Shuji’s first heartbreak and because you’re his first, he wallows in it, experiencing what it’s like to be human and tells himself it’ll be fine in a few days. a few days become a year and Hanma Shuji is fine. 
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sleep3deprived · 13 days ago
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F a i r y T a i l M a s t e r l i s t
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❥= fluff / ☠︎︎= angst/ *= personal favourite
Natsu Dragneel ❤︎
Lucy Heartfilia ☽
Gray Fullbuster ༒
Juvia Locksar ☂︎︎
Laxus Dreyar ఌ
Sting Eucliffe ♡︎
Rogue Cheney ♧︎
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❥Collective:
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sleep3deprived · 13 days ago
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gonna be releasing a bunch of masterlists right now so ignore that <33
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sleep3deprived · 13 days ago
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i’m on bolin brain rot
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sleep3deprived · 14 days ago
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AAAHHHH this is so cute and i am so single 😭😭
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this is stupid.
kuroo knows that better than anyone—knows that this is entirely unreasonable and entirely spur of the moment and entirely something he should not do—but you're standing in the kitchen, covered in flour, and the words seem to fall from his lips as if they were always meant to be there.
"marry me," he says, and he means it just as he did when he asked you yesterday as he kissed you goodbye, and just as he did the day before when you tripped down the stairs, and just as he would tomorrow if you said no.
but this time, as laughter spills from your lips, messy dough coating your cheeks, something stirs in him. something that he wouldn't find yesterday and won't find tomorrow and something that feels like hope, and delirium and you—and he thinks, if only for a second, that stupid isn't even the word for it.
"you're asking right now?" you raise a brow, motioning your fingers around your mess of a kitchen, and a silly little smile draws across his cheeks.
"i am."
"i'm covered in flour," you say.
and he grins, "yeah, and you should marry me."
you shake your head, pulling your lips together, and you give him that look you always do; the 'maybe when we're older and smarter and a little less prone to divorce' look that he's grown to dread.
because, yes, this is stupid—incredibly so—but he's twenty-one and he's pretty sure he's never going to get much smarter than this and you share a bed every night without killing each other, so, really, why not?
he holds his hand in the air, waiting to insist on asking you again tomorrow, but you laugh—soft and bright and something that aches like home—and a little okay rolls off your lips.
"what?" his fingers stutter in front of him, voice tugging at the back of his throat, and you laugh.
"i said okay."
"you're kidding," he says, a little too dumbfounded for his own good.
"now why would i do that?" you reply, a little tease catching your breath.
(oh, you must be trying to kill him now.)
"because i asked you to marry me."
"you did."
"and you said yes." a breath spills from your throat—happy little laughter swirling between you.
"i did."
and he doesn't know whether to scream, or cry, or maybe throw up, but he does know that you just agreed to marry him, so all three sound like a solid approach.
"i'm in love with you," he says, hands reaching for floured cheeks.
"well i would hope so."
and he rolls his eyes, pulling you in—lips meeting yours with a clash of flour and warmth and a breath of anything but regret—and he's sure that he'd be stupid every day of his life if it meant being with you.
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hi this is for @neoheros and @coophi's summer writing challenge and i am nervous and scared and about to sob into my hands but i wanted to throw a lil smth in there for fun <3 this is such a lovely idea i'm so glad i got to participate :)
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sleep3deprived · 15 days ago
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yeah bitches, be happy. i’m treating you
One Last Compliment
Pairing: Miya Atumu x F!Reader
Words count: 941
Genre: Fluff, Hurt, Angst
Warning: Mentions of death/dying, Language
Note: Hey guys! Fun fact, I'm currently editing this while I'm in school and thank God no ones near me to see bc that'd be embarrassing...ahaha
random update: why's my principal here *aggresively and quickly changes tabs*
ANyWays, hope you enjoy!!! This may or may not be based on a true story...
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Why did you let your dad drag you to this thing?
I mean, sure you wanted to go before, but now after realizing that your parents were going to be there at your secret boyfriend’s cousin’s wedding, you just want to crawl in a hole and die.
How were you supposed to figure out that your boyfriend’s cousin’s dad and your dad were friends? Much less, on good terms enough to be invited to his son’s wedding?
Now, instead of being able to talk freely with your boyfriend, away from school and parents, you’re pushed right into the vicinity of being overly cautious of making sure your father doesn’t catch either of you staring.
Atsumu told you about the wedding a few months ago, after complaining about how annoying getting a suit fitted was. You jokingly said, “Wouldn’t it be funny if I attended?” which resulted in him replying “No, ‘cause ‘a can’t keep ma hands off ya and if ya came with yer family, yer dad would have ma head. ‘A need to be on his good side for future reference!”.
Honestly, you wish you never had to keep your relationship a secret. But you had to explain to him that if your father- one who doesn’t want his little girl to grow up and date just yet- realizes she’s been in a secret committed relationship for the past many months, you might as well start planning your funeral.
But it can’t be controlled. However, you know you love Atsumu, and that there’s gonna be a future with the both of you, together in some way. So you weren’t very worried. Just unbelievably sure.
You just hope you can keep the secret of being together long enough to last.
Unfortunately for you, even if you wanted to spend time with your loving boyfriend at the wedding, him being one of the groomsmen made it take up all his time.
You blow the hair blocking your face out of the way, “And here I was looking all cute for him…” you pout out.
It’s a good thing you decided to put some effort into yourself today, you guessed. Besides it being a wedding and for Atsumu, somehow he got you to introduce yourself to his grandma, aunts, cousins- who you’ve made good friends with- even his fucking family friends!
You’re basically accustomed to his whole family now.
‘Shit, this might as well be my wedding.’
“Y/N-nee-san! Save me!” A small voice screamed, grabbing onto your leg.
You looked down to see Atsumu’s little cousin, one that you’ve gotten pretty close to. “Atsumu-nii is chasing me!”
You took her into your arms while you find your boyfriend run into the lounge area towards you too.
“Oh no! The scary monster is coming! I’ll keep you safe!” You tell the little girl, holding her in a way to keep your lover away.
“Monster?! Ya fell in lo- Ya know what- fine!” Atsumu says grumpily while continuing to attempt to grab his little cousin.
Both you and the little girl laugh out. You put the small one down onto the ground “Quickly! Go run away from him before he catches you!” You tell the small child while you deal with the other man child.
Once you see the child out of sight -including the area being secluded- you find Atsumu pouting when you turn back. You giggle at his antics, taking his cheeks into your hands, “I was just joking ‘Tsum ‘Tsum.” You let out a chuckle at his behaviour.
“Well, at least put some of yer attention on me! I’m startin’ to think ya like ma cousins more than me.” He tells you with a pout.
“That’s ‘cause I do. And you’re the one walking around all busy, Mr. Groomsman.” You eye at him slyly. He gasps in fake shock, putting a hand out to his chest.
“It’s not ma fault! I wanted to talk to ya more, but the damned pictures took forever…”
“And here I was thinking you’d shower me in some compliments.” You sigh out humourlessly to him.
He looks at you amusingly, before noticing him being called by some of his family members.
“Yeah! I’ll be right there!” He says right before leaving you.
Before he does, he’s right behind you, putting both his hands on your shoulders and leaning over to put his lips against your ear and whispering against it.
“Of course ya look beautiful. Especially in white. When you spin ‘round in yer dress, it’s like looking at an angel.” He says into your ear, leaving goosebumps against your skin. The feeling of his hot breath against your neck still there.
Right after Atsumu finished his sentence, he runs back to his duties, leaving you alone, a blush dusting your cheeks, biting your cheek as an attempt to suppress the smile that crosses your face.
Years later, you constantly think of that moment. You’ve been with a few men here and there, but none have ever given you a compliment as beautiful as that.
You can still feel the emotions you felt after receiving that compliment. The warmth that spread through you, how genuine he was.
Remembering how excited he was to introduce you to his family, his brain already planning for what could have been you two happily together.
After all this time, you still think about him here and there. You would be lying if you said he didn’t leave a lasting mark on you. The memories, his touch, the feeling of security and endless love.
Yet every day, you wish that compliment wasn’t one of the last ones you got from him.
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sleep3deprived · 15 days ago
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One Last Compliment
Pairing: Miya Atumu x F!Reader
Words count: 941
Genre: Fluff, Hurt, Angst
Warning: Mentions of death/dying, Language
Note: Hey guys! Fun fact, I'm currently editing this while I'm in school and thank God no ones near me to see bc that'd be embarrassing...ahaha
random update: why's my principal here *aggresively and quickly changes tabs*
ANyWays, hope you enjoy!!! This may or may not be based on a true story...
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Why did you let your dad drag you to this thing?
I mean, sure you wanted to go before, but now after realizing that your parents were going to be there at your secret boyfriend’s cousin’s wedding, you just want to crawl in a hole and die.
How were you supposed to figure out that your boyfriend’s cousin’s dad and your dad were friends? Much less, on good terms enough to be invited to his son’s wedding?
Now, instead of being able to talk freely with your boyfriend, away from school and parents, you’re pushed right into the vicinity of being overly cautious of making sure your father doesn’t catch either of you staring.
Atsumu told you about the wedding a few months ago, after complaining about how annoying getting a suit fitted was. You jokingly said, “Wouldn’t it be funny if I attended?” which resulted in him replying “No, ‘cause ‘a can’t keep ma hands off ya and if ya came with yer family, yer dad would have ma head. ‘A need to be on his good side for future reference!”.
Honestly, you wish you never had to keep your relationship a secret. But you had to explain to him that if your father- one who doesn’t want his little girl to grow up and date just yet- realizes she’s been in a secret committed relationship for the past many months, you might as well start planning your funeral.
But it can’t be controlled. However, you know you love Atsumu, and that there’s gonna be a future with the both of you, together in some way. So you weren’t very worried. Just unbelievably sure.
You just hope you can keep the secret of being together long enough to last.
Unfortunately for you, even if you wanted to spend time with your loving boyfriend at the wedding, him being one of the groomsmen made it take up all his time.
You blow the hair blocking your face out of the way, “And here I was looking all cute for him…” you pout out.
It’s a good thing you decided to put some effort into yourself today, you guessed. Besides it being a wedding and for Atsumu, somehow he got you to introduce yourself to his grandma, aunts, cousins- who you’ve made good friends with- even his fucking family friends!
You’re basically accustomed to his whole family now.
‘Shit, this might as well be my wedding.’
“Y/N-nee-san! Save me!” A small voice screamed, grabbing onto your leg.
You looked down to see Atsumu’s little cousin, one that you’ve gotten pretty close to. “Atsumu-nii is chasing me!”
You took her into your arms while you find your boyfriend run into the lounge area towards you too.
“Oh no! The scary monster is coming! I’ll keep you safe!” You tell the little girl, holding her in a way to keep your lover away.
“Monster?! Ya fell in lo- Ya know what- fine!” Atsumu says grumpily while continuing to attempt to grab his little cousin.
Both you and the little girl laugh out. You put the small one down onto the ground “Quickly! Go run away from him before he catches you!” You tell the small child while you deal with the other man child.
Once you see the child out of sight -including the area being secluded- you find Atsumu pouting when you turn back. You giggle at his antics, taking his cheeks into your hands, “I was just joking ‘Tsum ‘Tsum.” You let out a chuckle at his behaviour.
“Well, at least put some of yer attention on me! I’m startin’ to think ya like ma cousins more than me.” He tells you with a pout.
“That’s ‘cause I do. And you’re the one walking around all busy, Mr. Groomsman.” You eye at him slyly. He gasps in fake shock, putting a hand out to his chest.
“It’s not ma fault! I wanted to talk to ya more, but the damned pictures took forever…”
“And here I was thinking you’d shower me in some compliments.” You sigh out humourlessly to him.
He looks at you amusingly, before noticing him being called by some of his family members.
“Yeah! I’ll be right there!” He says right before leaving you.
Before he does, he’s right behind you, putting both his hands on your shoulders and leaning over to put his lips against your ear and whispering against it.
“Of course ya look beautiful. Especially in white. When you spin ‘round in yer dress, it’s like looking at an angel.” He says into your ear, leaving goosebumps against your skin. The feeling of his hot breath against your neck still there.
Right after Atsumu finished his sentence, he runs back to his duties, leaving you alone, a blush dusting your cheeks, biting your cheek as an attempt to suppress the smile that crosses your face.
Years later, you constantly think of that moment. You’ve been with a few men here and there, but none have ever given you a compliment as beautiful as that.
You can still feel the emotions you felt after receiving that compliment. The warmth that spread through you, how genuine he was.
Remembering how excited he was to introduce you to his family, his brain already planning for what could have been you two happily together.
After all this time, you still think about him here and there. You would be lying if you said he didn’t leave a lasting mark on you. The memories, his touch, the feeling of security and endless love.
Yet every day, you wish that compliment wasn’t one of the last ones you got from him.
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sleep3deprived · 15 days ago
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yk what? i love you guys, so i’ll treat you to some angst <33
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sleep3deprived · 15 days ago
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OHHH i haven’t done one in forever!! thank you for the tag
- art is something i’ve been doing since i was in the second grade but after an incident that happened i don’t have a passion for it like i used to but i still do it ?? bc that’s all i’m known for rlly
- i’ve been writing since i was 12 and i have journals of old writing and art sitting in my room and i read through them and cringe.
- when i was in the first grade i went to justice and bought this sparkly diary book thing with my initial. At first it was just innocent stuff but i started writing every in inconvenience that happens to me so instead of venting on the notes app i vent in a book.
- i hate when people eat with their mouths open. it’s like such a pet peeve of mine. so when pple do i just get up and leave eating somewhere else. I can’t like EAT NORMALLY
- I always wanted to play an instrument and was always so curious about piano but i never did it
- i also wanted to do ballet but again; never did
- I wish I had a sister, although i’m my parents favourite child and only oldest daughter, it would’ve been nice to have a sister in my family.
- i don’t believe in astrology. it’s stupid and doesn’t dictate your personality. cancel me on it, i’m not taking opinions
- to add: cancel culture is stupid. pple who should be canceled still have a platform and it’s stupid. pple who are genuinely good are canceled. makes no sense
- i fucking love attention. i hate that about myself but i do. Also i’m getting annoyed at how pple look at me and think i’m a bitch. I’m acc nice and kind to a fault 😭😭
THIS WAS FUN !! also i did 10 because why not ?? also may or may not have gotten a litttttleeee personal but it’s okay <3
anyways I tag: @itozee @imtrashttooo @madeofsaltiness @coveringthebiconissue @insomniac-bitxh
Ok I’ve decided to start a Get to Know Your Tumblr friends game. We have such good communities on this app that I think it’s important we know more about people. You just tell everyone random facts about you, whatever you feel comfortable sharing.
I’ll go first.
I really like the color red. It’s a powerful color to me, and has made me feel more confident when I felt like I was powerless.
Lilacs are a comforting smell to me, they smell of the sweetness of a summer cabin, a weekend by the river, days spent on the playground.
I wish I was more motivated. There are so many things I want to do with my life, but I can’t bring myself to do them.
I’m very insecure about my bubbly personality. I know that sounds dumb, but I’ve been told my whole life that I talk a lot, or that I overwhelm people. I try to not get offended, but I tend to get quiet after that.
I’m a Christian. I found peace and happiness with God. I really want to share how he has helped me, but I get so anxious that people will reject my friendship or laugh at me that sometimes I don’t. I’m getting better at not caring what people think.
I wish more people would listen. Not just to me, but to all others. People have such good ideas and want to share their hearts but our society has taught us to undershare, condense it down. If we can learn to share our souls with others, we can really connect. That’s why I made this game, I hope you’ll all participate.
No pressure tags: @the-second-tonks @ardastars @fantastical-67impala-fangirl @k34nuu @rowandor @silverblades and anyone else who wants to share!
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