#yaaayy..

[savemeafruitjuice]

What iffff a lee '03 Leo fic??

It would be centered around the end of Season 4, so I'll put my yap in the tags for spoilers

[conchholder]

life is pain. (<- sick again)

[nerves-nebula]

ever been a child? shit was crazy. every single day something like this would happen, and it'd be the worst thing to ever happened to you until, like, tomorrow rolled around

[lianella-artist]

renren renren

[karvviie]

the sillies

[olasketches]

king of hearts ♥️ 

king of spades ♠️ 

[dontyouknowemma-itsyou]

| Superboy and the Invisible Girl

[startagainaprologue]

fun facts

[6okuto-moved]

timeskip osamu x gn!reader fluff :-)

“is it bad if i say i wish you kept playing volleyball?”

osamu hears your question before he feels your arms wrap around his waist, his arms crossed over his chest moving to hold yours.

you lean to rest your cheek against his bicep and he looks down at you, pinches your arm as a playful threat. “depends on the reason.”

“is ‘’cause you look good in this jersey’ good enough?”

the black and gold jersey in question, wrapped snug around his arms and chest, had his last name splayed across his back, but not for him, not with his number sitting underneath. there was a match tonight—the first one back from off-season—and osamu would damn himself if he wasn’t repping his twin, even if he couldn’t be there in the stands.

“seriously?” the corner of his lip twitches, and he teases, “y’don’t wanna wear ’tsumu’s? it’s the same last name anyway.”

the bolded MIYA greets you when you pull away to look at it, and osamu wonders if it’d be selfish to say he wanted you to say no, if he confessed his heart jumped at the immediate shake of your head—“it’s not the same, though.”

you gently tug at the fabric and name, twisting it between your fingers. “i love ’tsumu, but in a very different way than i love you.”

your boyfriend does his best to tuck a stupidly lovesick smile away, along with the satisfaction and pride swelling in his chest, all behind a deep sigh and hum in thought.

he turns to wrap an arm around your shoulder where he picks stray lint off your shirt. “we have my old high school jerseys somewhere.” and he almost laughs at the speed you gasp and let your jaw fall.

“wait, really?”

“yeah, kept most of our school stuff after we graduated. wanna see if one fits?”

“yes?” you shove his chest, not trying to, but unable to move him all the same. “i can’t believe you’ve been hiding your old high school stuff from me.”

“well it’s not like i did it on purpose! had no reason to go lookin’ for it,” he defends himself. and you know he’s right—you met long after the twins’ graduation when it had all been packed up ages ago, and osamu no longer felt the need to take his jersey out just to see it, mind filled with business instead of volleyball, a new black uniform fitted to his form.

“well now we do, miya,” you tease, the last name an old acquaintance sitting oddly on your tongue, “so you better get looking before i change my mind and ask atsumu’s for his instead.”

and osamu, for once, raises his hands in surrender instead of pushing his luck; he doubts you’d do it even if he didn’t find his old jersey, but just the thought is enough. “yeah, okay, alright, anythin’ for you.”

🏷️ | @pelicanpizza @godoffuckedupcats @causenessus @priv-rose @ur-local-simp @respitable @hasti-666 @deepenthevoid

[dying-marshmallo]

☆ you wanna be with me, you wanna be with him. [Other Versions Undercut]

[naturecalls111]

WIN CONDITION/LOSE CONDITION

narusasu, 6k, rated m

Sasuke's never really babysat anyone before, but he's pretty sure it doesn't usually involve being taunted by a kid in front of your crush.

or: Sasuke Uchiha vs. the World, where Sasuke must defeat Naruto's 7 evil board games to get into his pants.

[patchworkpoison]

ABA ABA!!!!!!

[living404]

best character

[redbadapple]

🍎The return of swap au?!

whaaaaaaaaa???!!

aaaannddd boonuus🌹—

Now I'm going to finish my coffee in peace..

[osddakito]

lovely

[corrodedparadox]

We are live!