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We miss u!!! :,<
i miss u guys too!!! im still lurking, just have finalsâŠ. they start tomorrow morning lolâŠ.. i might start writing again when theyâre done but im not sure, i kind of fell out of love with it so weâll see! i canât make any promises but if i do post anything itâll probably be haikyuu, sorry to people who followed me for arcane! itâs just not my thing anymore unfortunately :(
but if anyone wants to send me requests or thoughts youâre more than welcome! i expect being given some ideas would help me get back into the swing of things. sending love to everyone <3
Hiii ohmigod so happy ur back!! :3 !!
omg thank u i was so convinced no one would see my postđ hi
hello is anyone out there helloâŠiâm still here
exhusband!atsumu doesn't really understand the whole "divorced" thing.
granted, it wasn't really over anything he did, but rather, the things he didn't do. the distance proved to be much more difficult than you ever could have imagined. weeks away at training camps, only to be followed by months away at tournaments. every spare moment he had that wasn't dedicated to the game was devoted to commercials, sponsorships, interviews, charity events. the list felt endless.
you tried to be understanding. really you did. but the quiet nights alone, the dinner he promised he'd be home for going cold in front of you, birthdays spent alone with just a phone call, his voice cutting in and out between airports, the countless holidays you'd spent explaining to your family that he "really wanted to be here."
you'd served him the papers, all tucked neatly in a cream manila folder, on a rainy afternoon. you watched as he read them over once, twice, three times before placing them back inside and walking to the bathroom.
"'tsumu, we have to talk about this," you sigh, leaned against the door of the bathroom as you listen to the shower run for what feels like hours.
"talk 'bout what?" to your surprise, his voice sounds bright, even through the rush of the water. he's thankful you can't see the way his tears mix with the droplets that slide down his face. even still, he puts on a cheerful tone. for your sake. "i'll be out in a second, hun. go 'head and get comfy!"
days pass by like this, with atsumu evading the topic like the plague every time you bring it up. the word makes his skin crawl. divorce? the thought of being without you feels like some horrific alternate reality, yet here he is, living through it.
when you'd showed him the papers, he swears his heart sinks through the floor. he hadn't realized just how alone you'd been feeling, and now you're telling him that you'd practically be better off without him?
all he does is think about you when he's away. if you've eaten, how you've slept, if you're aching to be with him just as much as he was you. he hasn't even told you the amount of times he's booked a last minute flight back home to you, nothing but a frantically filled backpack over his shoulder, only to be stopped by his manager or his coach telling him that he'll be letting down the fans, letting down the team if he ditches them like this.
he's had so much pressure on his shoulders. people constantly telling him to do more, be more. more more more. that he hadn't realized he'd given up so much of himself to others until there was nothing left for you.
then you'd handed him those goddamn papers.
and atsumu decides, then and there, that he's going to change your mind. no matter what it takes. fuck the team. fuck the brand deals. fuck it all. because if it isn't you, it isn't anyone.
suddenly, atsumu's home 24/7. he's there when you leave for work and, for the first time in what feels like forever, he's still there when you get back. he wakes up early to pack your lunches. he does the laundry, folding the clothes just the way you like them.
he leaves notes everywhere, messy pen scrawled on sticky notes sporadically placed in the areas of the house he knows you'll look. have a good day, beautiful! and got you a new toothbrush! it's next to mine :) and leftovers in the fridge if you're hungry! and i miss you's and i love you's galore. thinking maybe, just maybe, if he can make up for all the time he'd wasted away from you, that you might find your way back to him.
but when he returns home from a grocery run, he immediately notices something is very wrong.
there's an emptiness to the space that wasn't there when he left. he drops the bags, cans rolling onto the floor, and rushes to the bedroom. all your stuff; clothes, pictures, little trinkets he used to tease you for keeping â everything, all gone. the closet door hangs open, the empty hangers inside taunting him. the bathroom counter is nearly spotless, cleared of your perfumes, skincare, hair ties.
his heart's pounding so hard he thinks he might throw up, knees going weak when he finally catches sight of your wedding picture, the only frame you'd left behind, laid face-down on the dresser. a small note stuck to the back of it.
he grabs it with shaking hands, reading the short, careful writing.
please don't follow me. i can't do this anymore.
RANDOM TEXTS W/ HAIKYUU BOYS
pt 1 pt 2
a/n: i know the other two parts are 2 years oldâŠi miss haikyuu
ft kenma kozume, kageyama tobio, atsumu miya, nishinoya yu, tsukishima kei, suna rintaro
atsumu + noya
[2:02 a.m.] â âokay, no, so, like. hear me out. when fish see humans way above them, do they think weâre birds?â
atsumu doesnât open his eyes. he groans into his pillow, voice muffled and gravelly from sleep. âyouâre startinâ strong tonight, babe.â
youâre curled up beside him, blanket bunched at your waist, wearing the oversized high school volleyball tee you always steal from his drawer. your legs are tangled with his under the duvet, and your hair tickles his shoulder every time you moveâwhich is a lot, because, apparently, youâre in a âthinking mood.â
you nudge him. âiâm serious. weâre just floating silhouettes to them. itâs not like they know what people are.â
southern ellie save me southern ellie
Skin textures, armpit hair, and stretch marks.
From a nerdy gym rat standpoint, this is so cool to experience in a video game.
I haven't personally seen anyone mention Abby's stretch marks before, but forgive me if it's already been discussed to death.
Still, as a person with a similar physique, my own arms etched with stretch marks, I'm so stoked about this.
What a killer detail for an already badass woman.
being a princess while abby is one of the knights in your kingdomâŠspecifically one who patrols the grounds of your familyâs castle.
she tends to take the night shift, she prefers it that way since itâs much quieter. no one else to run into except the one other knight patrolling parallel to her. in all honesty, abby doesnât really know many of her comrades names. just a select few who sheâs known as long as she can remember - manny and owen were of note, but no one else really takes up any of her thoughts.
one night, after a particularly heavy gala with many, many suitors to see to that your mother had so graciously organised for you to choose from, you decided to take to the grounds to get a quick breath of the almost biting wind of the spring night.
knight!abby x princess!readerâŠâŠ.. is anyone picking up what iâm putting downâŠ
ê° â± ê± bully!ellie x loser!reader. college au. free use kink. masochism. humiliation + degradation. exhibitionism. dub-con. barely any aftercare. no actual smut but descriptions. ellie does feel remorse. this is just a teeny thing i wrote, intended to only write a paragraph about this but, um... ( 18+, MDNI )
ellie williams:
me literally looking over my shoulder before opening tumblr when iâm not in my bedroom has become an instinct of mine
hey my dude! putting good vibes for u out......hope ur having a good january
thank u baby <333 im so burnt out at the moment this means a lot
thinking HARD about sugar mommy!abby anderson rnâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠlike so hard itâs distracting me from my work
hiii how do you think jinx would handle a (partial) ldr? like reader is an international student and has to go home for a few weeks at a time. maybe mails her some naughty polaroids
toxic!jinx masterlist
cw: explicit polaroids, suggestive but no sex
oh hell yes you are cooking with the polaroid thing nonnie.
she insists on sleeping over the night before you go home for a couple weeks over the winter break so you can âmaximise your time togetherâ. she just wants to fuck, and that you do, but she doesnât tell you that was her intention.