This Is Me And Atsumu When We Got Married:

sometimes i genuinely think if i spend time pondering about why people don’t fw me like i fw them anymore, i get blindsided and not pay attention to the people who actually still love and treat me the same way.

@dearru also cannon then that the boys like girls with short hair 😍😍

I think between the twins Osamu would be the more aggressive flirt based off this illustration.

He was so direct to the point it even freaked out Atsumu lol.

my soa obsession is back..

me and sakusa on my birthday

throws myself at a wall

"... it is a perfect summer evening: the moon rising over the orchard, the wind in the grass. and as he stares into the sky, there are twice as many stars as usual."

- excerpt from the two-headed calf by laura gilpin

tw bllk manga spoilers, hurt/comfort

you see seishiro cry for the first time when he returns to you.

you're sure he must have let out all the tears, all the sorrow, when he saw his name up on that big screen. when the whole world did. but you're not entirely sure what it is that makes the dam break again.

"missed you."

and therein lies your answer.

you're not sure what to say to him. you can't really hear anything he's saying, either, what with his face being buried in the crook of your neck. his melancholy is new, and it is contagious. it renders you speechless, even more so.

somehow or other, the two of you find yourselves on the couch in the living room. it matters not whose feet were guiding and whose following, because in this moment you are practically one entity.

hearts beating as one. hearts aching as one.

neither of you speaks for what feels like en eternity, until seishiro finally pulls away, turning his head to look up at you.

"are you disappointed?"

"of course not." your reply is quick, and somewhat dazed as you gaze into his eyes - eyes that are soft moonlight streaming in through gauzy curtains. "never."

he averts his gaze just as quickly, body twitching away from your careful touch.

"let reo down. let you down."

and you have nothing to say to that. nothing that sounds sincere enough, nothing that can capture what you want to say to him.

finally you settle on: "is it selfish that i just wanted you back here with me?"

"of course not."

"really?"

"never."

seishiro exhales slowly, and when his head dips, it’s not in defeat, but in quiet surrender - to this moment, to you. he leans into your touch this time, lets his forehead rest against yours like he’s grounding himself.

"i missed you," he repeats, as if it’s a secret meant only for the space between your breaths. his fingers find yours, hesitant at first, but when you don’t let go - when you squeeze gently, just once - he does too.

you both sink further into the couch, the world outside forgotten. the moonlight wraps around you like a blanket, binding your bodies and souls together, and though nothing is better, nothing is perfect -

this is enough for now.

and sometimes, enough is everything.

a/n: heh... i am Coping Well i think

loving your header

thank you reya it’s me and me core

@inloveinsickness

Would it be okay if I just snuffled directly in your face for a bit?

hi it’s isagi u should prob ditch me for that apple girl or whatever

hi isagi i am we’re gonna go on a date me and her…😁

hi darling, when i get my break today i have updates for you on the buggy love life <3 i love you and hope you have a good day kiss kiss kiss

-love bug 🐞

omg yes i’m so excited