ARCHIVED!

apologies everyone and thank you for your luv and patience!

[luvtarou]

ARCHIVED!

@luvtarou blog is officially announcing it’s finale on tumblr. apologies to said person. thank you all so much for this year of support and love and to all my moots that have resurfaced my motivation over and over again. yet this time has came to an end, and for that i wish you all happiness and good fortune for many, many years. all the content on this blog will remain, but posting will be discontinued.

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[thewolfandhismoon]

this blog supports girls with bellies wearing crop tops

[luvtarou]

is this weird but i am absolutely obsessed with these tumblr frogs T^T

[luvtarou]

i swearr i found ur blog about an hour ago and I'm obsessed with all three fandoms especially all ur headcanons and scenarios for mha 😭💗💕

thank you luvie <3

[luvtarou]

IM OBSESSED WITH YOUR WRITING AND THE TAYLOR SWIFT THEME IS SOOO😩🫶🏼

omg thank you ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ you got me all shy

[luvtarou]

Damn I miss working on requests T^T

let’s go complete some of them :))

[luvtarou]

REALITY COLLIDES HARDER

"hey, you're awake," he smiles, propping himself on his arms above you.

you smile softly at his remark, raising your hand to caress his cheek. your eyes meet his in a solemn gaze, as tears trickled down your eyes.

“i missed you, y'know? how are things going?” he asks, further leaning closer to you.

“shit,” you say in a mocking voice, accompanied by a chuckle. he returns the chuckle with his own— the sound bringing peace to your heart.

a boyish grin spreads on his face as he brings his hand to touch your hands on his cheek, “you’re doing great, beloved. keep going for me, yeah?”

“i’d love to…” you whisper.

his smile slowly widens, tears visibly welling up in the corners of his eyes. he gives a reassuring squeeze on your hand before placing a soft kiss on it.

you hear your own husky voice as your eyes open, only to be greeted with a sight of the ceiling of your bedroom.

“but you're not real...” you turn to your side, hugging your soft pillow and close your eyes before whispering, "only if you were..."

iwaizumi, bakugou, atsumu, bokuto, akaashi, kirishima, osamu, sakusa, midoriya, kuroo, oikawa, suna, daichi, gojo, megumi, yuuji, lucifer(om!), satan, mammon, beelzebub, kakashi, itachi and literally your comfort character!♡

[teaahra]

A fanart of the boys. Got inspired from the train scene in Spirited Away. Might do another version of this soon.

[i-will-help-you-swim]

Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.

I'm trying to prove something.

[cmoon-rabbit4-blog]

Reblog if your blog is a safe place for asexuals.

[kkumri]

⚔️haikyuu x snk au💭

[luvtarou]

𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗖𝗢𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗘 — 𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗨 𝗠𝗜𝗬𝗔

🥞 feat. timeskip! atsumu miya

🥞 word-count: 1.7k

🥞summary: a warm and fuzzy meal with you in the morning is what makes atsumu feel at home. and he wonders how long will it take to feel that way every time he eats a meal. oh well, he's surely found an answer to it.

🥞 notes: f! reader, mentions of food and slightly suggestive content except them none! the reader is implied to be smaller than atsumu. atsumu is just so soft and cute!! saw this and got the inspo,, just trying to refresh my mind from the hiatus and renew my rusty writing! me being a cliche sap ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა this was supposed to be my entry for my collab but yeah iykyk!

"Breakfast's ready, sleepy-head!"

Atsumu looks up from the sink, propping himself on the counter using his arms— a boyish grin creeping on his face at the sound of your chirpy voice. He glances at your reflection in the mirror and takes a moment, after turning off the sink tap, to admire you in the sunlight — golden beams of sunshine, infiltrating into the room through the blinds, the dust in the air illuminating a halo around the crown of your head, your lips turning glossy as you absentmindedly suck on a strawberry, soft thighs parting and crossing underneath his t-shirt which dangles loosely around your frame. You swiftly bob off the duvet covers and make the bed. The sight brings a warm and fuzzy feeling, and his heart bursts with a sense of comfort and cosiness. 

You walk towards the kitchen, as he trails behind you. As he got closer to the kitchen, the scent of coffee got stronger and Atsumu could hear a sizzling coming from the pan as you stood there in attendance– stuck in your little world, swaying your hips softly to the sound of the music playing, Everything has changed by Taylor Swift. The exact song you remembered sharing your headphones with him when you both hung out in a small cat cafe. Where he was so flustered that he attempted to hide his blushes with his hands. Those little memories never fail to make your heart race.

And, of course, Atsumu remembers it as well. Because it was on that date as well, he got to call you, his, after masking his embarrassment and, evidently, checking you out every minute. I mean, how could he contain himself? He was a young man who was having trouble with the definitions of love. Nevertheless, he was glad to have grown up from those years. If his younger self could see him now, he’d be gagging at the sight of a softer version of his older self.

Snaking his arms around your frame carefully to avoid surprising you, he places his chin above your shoulder. "What's for breakfast?" he questions, his voice all husky (and hot) from the lack of use. 

“This is a nice way to greet me,” you smile at the man behind you, who had his eyes closed in delight while rubbing his cheek against yours like a cat in need of attention. 

“Good morning to ya as well, honey,” he says, pressing a kiss to the skin of your neck.

"Umm, I thought of something quick and healthy. So some creamy and fluffy pancakes along with some coffee," you explain as you serve the pancakes on the porcelain surface.

“Iz not healthy…” he mumbles, feigning concern.

“Oh, you can cook yourself a healthy one, ‘tsumu,” you say and he nuzzles into your neck.

He ignores your remark and whines softly, “Ya got up early,” his hair and nose tickling the side of your neck and shoulder, “I was hoping to stay longer y’know?” Trailing his hands underneath his shirt, you were wearing, mapping out all the skin he could squish and hold with his large palms.

“I know, baby,” you say as you pour the coffee into the two mugs– the very ones you’d argued with him to buy at the mall. “But you haven’t been home in a while. And I wanted to make breakfast for you.” He hums and in an attempt to lick his lips at the now prepared pancakes, his tongue grazes upon your skin, sending you to jolt a bit, earning joyous laughter from him as he places a kiss on the spot as an apology.

“Why don’t you go and sit there,” you say pointing towards the wide counter, placed at the entrance of the kitchen. You quickly excused yourself away from his embrace to clean out the mess from the counter. Atsumu sighs out but obliges to your command. You place the pancakes in front of him and his eyes sparkle with adoration. Seeing him in all smiles as he gobbles down his food made you smile as well, and your heart surged with happiness. 

This felt nice— to have an opportunity to be a normal couple once again. So many times, you could only daydream of scenarios like this. He could say the same as now that you were present on the usual spot he’d come home to empty. Often dozing off during practice sessions thinking of where you were or how you were; the multiple times Sakusa has been fed up with Atsumu’s whining about how he never got to see or have more time with you. Hinata even pointed out a fact saying, “You act as if you’re both married.” And Bokuto, being the happy child of you two had said something that always ponder in his mind, “Why don’t you marry each other?”

Marriage.

It was a statement he’s been considering for a long time. Of course, Atsumu wanted to marry you after years of love. To have his dear teammates say that you both already looked as if you were married got him all heart racing and happy. 

To not say he’s had vivid images of a life with you would be an injustice to him. Of course, those images are not far from what it is today, but, no like, imagine— Unlimited happiness after so long of fearing it. The fear of not being enough. The fear of losing love, due to past experiences. And, perhaps, maybe even tiny legs running around, giving him such big love as he grows for the family he’s craved, watching you smile beside the doorway and calling them in for a meal. If marrying you means he can have that every day, then man, the hell with it.

“Ya look like my wife.”

The spoon drops and echoes in the dead silent room. Slowly, faint specks of blush dust on his face while he stares back at your widened eyes and opened mouth. “What?” gulping down a big lump of food in your throat, Atsumu bites his lips watching you maintain your composure. 

Cute, he thinks. 

“You know you say funny stuff when you’re high on black coffee, ‘tsum. Maybe some milk coffee would help? Yeah! Wait a sec," you nervously laugh. Quickly getting up from your seat and rummaging in your fridge, you heave out a heavy puff of air from your lungs.

He did not just say that so directly towards you. Maybe you were dreaming? No, you wouldn’t be if your heart wasn’t practically being forced out. Atsumu has always been mischievous and playful. He, probably, doesn’t mean that, or so you think.

That's a tragic way to think like that.

On the other side of the table, Atsumu does not know how to think of it; he seems out of it— just like you. He does not know whether he wants to be offended by the fact that you thought he was joking or take out his phone and record the priceless and flustered reaction he's elicited from you.

He watches you pour milk, from the milk jug kept in the fridge, into his coffee-filled cup as you look up at him and smile— teeth out and eyes shut; the sight makes his heart flutter a little bit more.

".....faster, honey."

You tilt your head to your side when you hear him whisper something against his palm, "What was that, 'tsumu?" Placing the jug down you move closer to him and gently dawdle the hand covering his mouth, "Say. It. Clearly. Bubs."

Atsumu tries to find an interesting factor in the ceiling, his blush still painted on his cheeks.

“Keep doing that and I’ll marry ya faster, honey," he blurts out, looking back at you. He watches you break the eye contact the two of you shared and fidget with your fingers. He smiles tenderly and holds your hands in his—holding them in the most affectionate way possible—drawing patterns on them.

Searching through his eyes, if he was playing around, you were met with ones you know of when they were full of sincerity. You open your mouth to let out at least a small syllable, but oh, right now nothing seemed to leave your lips.

Having known you for almost a decade now, Atsumu knows you've gotten shyer by now. He lets out a chuckle before leaning his head on your arm and laughs, almost hysterically. It was evidently obvious that you were in a state of shock that you couldn’t even process his words.

He's delighted to know that he's got the same effect he had on you, years ago.

"Honey," he says, turning around in his chair as he faces you ultimately. He pulls you in so that you're sitting on his lap, one of his hands instinctively going to the small of your back and one still firmly holding your hand.

When you don't look up at him, shyly staring at the empty space on the floor, his fingers reach to your chin, "I'm serious."

"I..." you breathe out, "You're... You're serious... Riiight... But," you bite your bottom lip, "You don't even have a ring, 'tsumu."

"That's not a problem," he says, his hand reaching to hold your left hand, his thumb tracing your ring finger in circular motions as if creating a promise ring.

He places a soft kiss on your lips, and leans his forehead against yours— closing his eyes.

"This should work for now," he beams at you.

Atsumu is thankful for falling in love with you. He's grateful for trusting again, having many failed trusts. Because, right now, he stares into your eyes, which are filled with the same emotions as his. Which reciprocated the same feeling he was feeling. Waking up just to start the day already wanting him to be there; just like him. Knowing even the smallest things he’s shared. Hearing the erratic sound of both of your heartbeats.

He knows he’s made the right choice. And he's forever grateful for that.

・✧ ｡ﾟ masterlist + taglist :: @katsluna @crystal-lilac

please do not plagiarise or repost. however, reblogs and comments are appreciated. thank you for reading! stay hydrated ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

[diatiddiess-deactivated20240721]

When they were angels 💖

[luvtarou]

hihi, my luvies!

am i officially back? mhmm, i am!

do i plan to write things? yes!

do i know what to start writing for? absolutely not!

will you help me? yes! (you have absolutely no choice^^)

i should...

start working with the requests i've been stashing in my inbox for over a year!

work on the fic ideas i've been dreaming about over the hiatus!

Voting ended onMay 7, 2023

till then stay hydrated, loves<33

[luvtarou]

you seem like the type to say "I'm smol" lmao /lh

oh haha, im smol >~<

and you're cute!

[luvtarou]

hi luvie! i hope you’re doing well! how is everything going? <3

oh hihihihi luvie! (just saw this, have been offline for a while T^T)

everything's going all fine! i'm just done with 5 exams outta 7 so yeah 2 more to go!

i hope you're doing fine as well! please do take care of yourself! and yeah stay hydrated luvie <3

[luvtarou]

Shinee!! ♡

I saw your hiatus post!!

(SO don't stress awnsering this, take as long of a break as you need to!)

Happy birthday ♡

tho it's probably a belated happy birthday now!! I also turned 18 a week ago, so I totally feel for the emotional twists and turns that comes with!

It's such a huge number and there's so many expectations too, I can imagine how overwhelmed you must be feeling by that alone ♡

I hope you know that whatever your 18 looks like, it's your 18, and that makes it the perfect 18 ^^

Make sure to take care of yourself in-between studying, and try not to stress too much about your grades ♡ I know that's basically impossible since they're big exams, but know I believe in you!! And am pressing my thumbs that you can go through this with as little problems as possible :)

all you can do is give it your best, and that's enough, regardless of outcome :)

Get all the rest you need in-between and after!! And no stress about coming back as soon as possible ♡

we're all just human, and it's completely understandable that sometimes you gotta zone out and focus on reality for a bit :)

I'm sending you tons of love!! And warm tea for those work sessions :)

Also, as a side note: as a huge swiftie,can I just say I squealed checking out your theme ? Like omg it looks AMAZING. LOVE IT !!♡♡

oml hey, sweetness !!

ngl i teared up reading this, feli! this was absolutely comforting and the most gentle letter (i hope i can call this that) i have ever received!

yes, turning 18 was overwhelming and an emotional rollercoaster ride, but I am managing it very well! I hope you're managing it well too, sweetness!♡

thank you so so much for cheering me up, feli!! i came here to have a look at some comfort work but ended up receiving the best one ever!

i hope you take care of yourself too, luvie! take enough breaks during your study sessions too!! stay warm and hydrated, luvie♡♡ sending lots of love, beloved!!♡♡♡

thank you so much for ur wishes feli♡♡ i hope to give my all best, too!!

side note :: i swear i love taylor so much!! thank you so much, sweetness!! i love ur spring theme!!♡♡

[luvtarou]

ANNOUNCING…

umm, so hihi!♡︎♡︎

i actually wanted to announce yet another hiatus (i take those a lot) because everything is just overwhelming me a lot, even the fact that i turn 18 in a few hours. school’s been hectic and my very critical exams are on. everything just seems to be rushing. i need a little break from the platform. not that it is distracting or anything, but maybe it will be worth a try.

however, please anticipate more updates along the road ! and i will be returning soon :)) the event will be left untouched, and shall try to complete those before i go! however, i will be taking down the collab (bc there were no entries at all, but hey, that was a good thing that i could take it down without actually disheartening anyone) and the only entry that remains was mine, i'll be posting those three as separate works, ig?

so please do not worry about the event. thank you for your support so far and for allowing me to reach 1k, see you all soon (о´∀`о) stay warm and hydrated<3

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