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shanastoryteller 2 months ago
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*pokes* Are you alive? Is everything okay?
hahaha im alive!! everything is okay!! real life is just being rude as hell lately 馃槫
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ryonello 8 months ago
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shows up to the jjk fandom late and asks if anyones done this yet
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kozzax a month ago
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Gem is great :]
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neoheros 2 months ago
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sometimes, atsumu finds himself regretting not going to college.
it's only for small, short periods of time though. nothing much to mull over if he's really talking about it, but sometimes, moreso, in this case, right now, he finds himself a little more immersed in the thought than usual.
the decision to not go to college is completely his, no one forced him into it. it's all completely on him.
"and the professor just kept going on and on about how this was such a missed opportunity for a better tagline, and i wanted to say that i agree with him, but sir, your pants are falling down."
it鈥檚 a thursday morning, and usually he鈥檇 find himself very busy at the gym working on some of the reps his coaches told him to brush up on, but it鈥檚 his free day today, and what better way to spend that than visit you at your college?
your arm鈥檚 linked with him in a casual manner, like it鈥檚 something the two of you have done for forever, and he stops walking only when you stop walking.
"are you listening?" you pause your story to ask, the cup of coffee in your hand easily matching the one in his own.
"hm?" atsumu smiles as he looks at you, "no."
you nudge his side, "i resent that. i'm a very good story-teller."
a second passes in the air.
walking around campus like this, enjoying your free time with each other, it鈥檚 just something that you鈥檝e been wishing for a lot lately.
it always feels like you鈥檝e been missing each other so much, and now that he鈥檚 finally here, with you, it still feels like something is plotting to happen.
"hey," you stop walking, looking at him briefly as you do, "you still didn't tell me why you're here."
you love his unannounced visits, you love him waiting outside your classroom because he just happens to know your schedule, with your favorite coffee in his hand as he tells you how he wanted to surprise you.
atsumu looks at you, "i wanted to visit."
and you raise a brow, teasing, "because we already don't see each other at all at our house that we share and go home to everyday?"
"yes, exactly." he rolls his eyes, his grin playing free on his lips, "plus my mom called cause she knew i had a free day today and i needed a valid reason to not tell her that samu and i are in a fight."
( osamu asked atsumu to housesit for him the other day and apparently, atsumu never agreed to it, but osamu was under the impression that he was.
long story short; osamu came home to a very messy house and his plants on the brink of dehydration.
they鈥檝e been ignoring each other for days, but osamu still sends you onigiri every sunday with a note 鈥渋f you share even a bite with tsumu, i鈥檒l know and the onigiri will stop coming.鈥)
"so instead of telling your mom you can't go to samu's today because the two of you are still in a childish fight that could really easily be resolved by someone saying "sorry", you chose to spend your one free day all week at my college campus."
your tone is questioning, but the laughter rising from your throat breaks your expression.
"yes." atsumu answers straight up, turning to you briefly with a teasing grin, "and i love hearing you talk about your professor and his weird pants."
of course, he was listening.
"hey, miya!"
the reply you had dies in your throat as you鈥檙e both interrupted.
your head turning slightly upwards to see who it is that called, and you only really half recognize the girl who approached you two as one of your classmates.
"hey." you give her a polite smile.
and there鈥檚 a way atsumu wants to kick his feet at the thought of you being so accustomed to his name.
"i sit behind you in modern literature," the girl smiles nervously as she looks at you, "and i was wondering if i could borrow your notes on it from last week?"
you nod, your eyes crinkling as you reply, "yeah, for sure."
and without even you having to ask, atsumu hands you your backpack, standing in the sidelines as lets you look for those notes.
your classmate takes a good look at the two of you, between the matching cups of coffee in your hands and the fact that he was just holding your things just now, it鈥檚 not hard to realize that the two of you may be 鈥 involved.
"who鈥檚 this?" she asks you, pointing slightly at atsumu as she tries her best to stay polite.
"my hu鈥"
"boyfriend." atsumu answers, ignoring you as you look at him with narrowing eyes.
what is he up to?
"oh, sorry, did i interrupt you guys?" she asks, her expression falling even further.
"you're fine." atsumu smiles, "we were just walking around."
"i don't think i know you," she tells him, the politeness in her voice evident, "do you go here too?"
"oh, he 鈥"
"yeah!" atsumu cuts you off, his words laced with laughter, "i sit at the very back of the class so that's probably why we don鈥檛 know each other."
that wasn鈥檛 the response you were expecting him to give.
your classmate looks at him, "oh, you share modern literature with us?"
you finally look up, your smile conniving, "he does."
and atsumu鈥檚 eyes crinkle even further as he nods, "i do."
you hand her the notes you鈥檝e finally gotten out of your bag, one that she鈥檚 more than happy to take with a vigorous amount of "thank you"s.
"i'm sorry, i feel like such a jerk right now for not knowing your name." she looks at atsumu, eyebrows quirking together as apologizes.
oh, this poor girl.
"miya." he tells her, proudly smiling as he does so, "it鈥檚 miya atsumu."
"you鈥檙e both miya? are you guys related?" she asks, and she kind of feels weird asking that seeing as just a few seconds ago she was absolutely sure that the two of you were dating.
you blink, and you look at atsumu to answer for the both of you.
"no." atsumu answers, and for a second he shoots you an assuring look, "it's uh... just a coincidence."
"yeah," you nod, trying your best not to laugh, "it鈥檚 weird, people tease us about it all the time."
atsumu adds, "it鈥檚 actually like we鈥檙e already married."
and you elbow him lightly in the side as you try not to laugh.
"well hey, since you're in modern literature too then, can i get your notes on it as well?" she asks atsumu, and you鈥檙e grateful that she doesn鈥檛 say anything about how weird the two of you are being right now.
she shrugs, "i need all the help i can get."
you slightly tilt your head to look at atsumu, biting in your inner cheek to anticipate how he talks himself out of this one.
he doesn't spare a second to give you a reassuring glance, instead, he shakes his head apologizingly, his hand immediately touching the back of his neck as he laughs.
atsumu's smile stays polite, "i would, but i was completely thrown off the entire lesson, i forgot to take my own notes."
you raise a brow.
"i was so distracted the entire class 鈥 which is a shame cause it's usually so good, 鈥 but when our professor started talking about taglines and how they could be so much better, i wanted to agree with him so bad, but," and he trails off in suspense, a teasing glint in his eye as he looks at your classmate.
atsumu is way too good at this.
thankfully, she gets what he's trying to say, a rise of laughter coming up into her expression as she nods vigorously, "you noticed that too, huh!"
"it was so embarrassing," she shakes her head, "i didn't know where to look."
and atsumu nods slowly, "me too. he needs to get pants that fit him."
she eventually thanks the both of you, apologizing once again for interrupting your walk, and telling you, extremely teasingly that 鈥測ou two look good together.鈥
and she鈥檚 off.
she runs back to her group of friends with your notes in her hands, and you think about what kind of explanation to give her the next time you share modern literature and your so-called 鈥渂oyfriend鈥 isn鈥檛 there to share it with you.
you and atsumu are back to walking around.
"you stole my professor + pants anecdote." you scoff, your arm linking with him out of instinct.
"i told the story better than you did." atsumu says, his tone convinced.
"now, you're openly lying to me?" you scoff harder, staring him down with narrowing eyes, "you鈥檙e a thief and a liar."
the bell rings and everyone around the two of you rushes to their respective classrooms, walking and jogging as their break鈥檚 finally came to an end.
some people look annoyed, others not so much, but if atsumu noticed one thing everytime he came to visit you, it鈥檚 that everyone 鈥 everyone in the campus 鈥 has always had an agenda they had to keep up with.
"college is fun." he tells you, smiling as he notices that the more the two of you walk the less people there is around.
you look at him, "yeah, you totally blend in here."
"i do?" he asks you, a smile lacing his tone.
you shrug, "well, you are here all the time."
"i鈥檓 not," atsumu scoffs, and he laughs, "i鈥檓 here 鈥 maybe half the time."
your arm falls from his as the two of you stop linking it together, this time his hand holding onto yours tightly as you let it sway in between the both of you.
"that鈥檚 okay," you smile, "i like you here."
"you just want someone to carry your books for ya." atsumu rolls his eyes, and you laugh, because he鈥檚 never let you carry your own books ever.
not even back in high school. if miya atsumu was around, everywhere you went, no matter if his arms were already full, you were not carrying your own things.
"don鈥檛 think i don鈥檛 see how people turn their heads to look at you when you鈥檙e here." you nudge his side, sighing dramatically as you fake a frown, "i hate being married to someone hot."
"excuse me?" atsumu practically scoffs as he looks at you, his eyes crinkling as he tease, "and you think i don鈥檛 notice all the people who turn their heads to look at you when you visit me?"
the edges of your lip tug upwards, but you refuse to give him the satisfaction.
atsumu stares you down, his toothy grin wide and giddy as he tells you, "i hate being married to someone hot."
"stealing my lines too now, huh, miya?" you roll your eyes, pushing past him to avoid him having to see the relenting smile on your face.
but that doesn鈥檛 really work either because he always easily catches up to you anyway.
he鈥檚 laughing, "well - miya - what the hell happened to all that 鈥榳hat鈥檚 mine is yours鈥 stuff you said in your vows?"
you walk faster.
atsumu takes your hand before you can fully leave him in the dust, laughing as he does so, he watches as you don鈥檛 resist into his touch.
he regrets not going to college. but he knows that if he did, he wouldn鈥檛 be where he is right now, and he鈥檚 pretty sure that he would regret that more.
there鈥檚 no one around, and he can鈥檛 say how many times he鈥檚 thanked the deities for that.
"miya." he says, and it feels weird, because it鈥檚 his name but he鈥檚 talking to you.
your eyes crinkle lightly as you smile, greatly appreciating his arms right now.
"i have a boyfriend, he鈥檚 in class right now so i don鈥檛 think he鈥檒l appreciate us being this close." you smile, and atsumu laughs.
he shrugs, "i heard he steals your pants + professor anecdotes."
"yes," you try not to smile so much, "and he鈥檚 also always late, has the messiest hand-writing, and falls asleep on top of me."
"okay, now you鈥檙e just listing all my amazing quirks."
"you can鈥檛 keep falling asleep on top of me, tsumu, my back is so sore."
"i don鈥檛 recall ever sleeping on top of you therefore it must not be real."
the apparent november air, the cups of coffee on the ground that you鈥檙e both probably gonna end up forgetting 鈥 it鈥檚 all a bit cheesy.
but as much as atsumu regrets not following through with the whole college deal, he knows he won鈥檛 regret it as much as not having had married you.
your face is close to his, "my boyfriend鈥"
"he sounds amazing, i know." atsumu grins, but his nose touches yours anyways.
there鈥檚 no one around.
and so he kisses you.
he kisses you many times, a lot in the interval of one deep kiss, pulling away every time his lips touches yours to tease and peck and have you laughing.
but when he pulls back for the last time, and he just stares at you to stare at you, he kisses you with a lazy smile on his face, but kisses you as deep as he can.
"i hope your boyfriend doesn鈥檛 mind i did that."
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toydrill 2 months ago
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men will see an illegal substance and go "hey is anyone going to ingest that"
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jowoeyclaire 6 days ago
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just throwing out a headcanon that link ties up his hair using a present from his sister ;-;
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lemon-wedges 5 months ago
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It鈥檚 always sunny in something something something
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working on something...
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Now, we fist bump. Fist bump? To display excitement. Hiro taught it to me.
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scragon 29 days ago
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So how did she do My Monster Girlfriend on Webtoon
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LEWIS HAMILTON and LANDO NORRIS congratulate MAX VERSTAPPEN on winning the 2021 US GP
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A free scrumpy with a complementary concussion.
*Click on image for higher res!*
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Connection pt. 2/3
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brutal-nemesis 13 days ago
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Thank you! I once got blocked by an author I absolutely loved because I binged almost ten of their fics in one day. (They weren't overly long, just oneshots) and when I asked why, I was just told that I was 'spamming their notifs' and 'It wasn't even all their work' (because a few of them were reblogged posts) For weeks afterwards I was terrifed to like more than one thing on a blog within an hour. I would send them to my messages, and maybe reblog, but other than that I would just read/enjoy/scroll. No one should have to feel worried about getting blocked just because they enjoyed something.
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The fuck???? That is the stupidest fucking thing like I can get if a popular post is getting so many notifs that it's annoying but if it's one person going through my blog I LOVE watching the notifs pop up as they go digging in the pile of...3, 442 posts I have amassed. If someone's going to get mad at you for enjoying their stuff and showing your appreciation then they don't deserve to get it. People should NEVER be put down for expressing their love for something it's a beautiful act of trust
So yeah come here and spam like and reblog and I will be dead on floor by morning from Love 馃ぇ
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acadernia 2 months ago
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111421. the days are colder and the nights are longer :,) but i'll be headed home soon (!!)
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irrellia a month ago
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like/rb if using
do not repost/crop any if my works
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batshit-birds 5 months ago
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Tim: *fast asleep*
Tim:
Tim: *wakes up in a cold sweat* THE CLONING THING WASN'T PLATONIC?!"
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zvaigzdelasas 3 months ago
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A supposedly Orwellian system is fragmented, localized, and mostly targeted at businesses.'
*pretends to be shocked*
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doodlerh a month ago
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gn
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westywallowing 2 months ago
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the blue ghost boy (here's part 1!!)
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