#my liam

[sheeetghost]

is this anything

[sincerelyella]

Hi! I love your Liam 🥺 he’s so dreamy

Hi Anon, I love him too 🥺

Thanks for stopping by!

Tagging my resident droolers 🥵 @alyssalauren @neotericthemis @burnsoslow

[starrysamu]

hi can i have a washijo x reader where he goes to eat her and looks into her eyes and suddenly feels guilty and spares her ??? 🥺 thank you i love your blog xoxo

washijo looks into your eyes, and suddenly he senses your fear. there’s a hunger in his eyes, until his pupils flash with something foreign to you. he leans back on his foot, standing down from his original plan of action. 

you tremble on the floor, eyes wide with fear and anticipation. what’s going to happen next? please, to all the ethereal beings, let me go -

you hear washijo sigh disappointedly, and you wonder what he’s thinking, your heart catching in your throat as you stiffen up on the grass. he sniffs around a bit, before heading off in the other direction, in the forest - into the darkness. 

you never see him again. 

tagging: @miyuswriting, @sushij1ma, @indigohitoshi, @cowboybeeboppity, @fitriiaw, @xuyue, @lcaita, @t-amajiki and whoever else came on idk who was there i don’t even know what the fuck is happening i hate it here so much i have an Ulcer now

[laynefaire]

The absolutely amazing artwork created for me by Marie @pasmwa for the auction I won during the @1dfanworksforcharity auctions earlier this year. I asked Marie to draw me a Liam that portrayed the mood of my Liam in Before It Gets Beautiful This was soooo much more than I could have imagined, and absolutely beautiful! Thank you so much @pasmwa and also to @fullonlarrie for organizing the auctions. DO NOT EDIT OR REPOST

[l1feisapigsty]

“Yes I know, I’ve been bold

I didn’t do what I was told” - ‘Bold’, Liam Gallagher, As You Were

[droppingtheveilofmaya]

You cleraly favour wrecking ball Liam. Hence, I as a fandom police, force you to leave the fandom!!! 🤓 BTW, I dare you to call your Liam, if you were to meet him, wrecking ball Liam. 🙊😹

Hahahahahahahaha! I’m afraid it’d be more about me working SO hard on my self control not to either 1) drool on his feet, 2) faint due to physical inability to bear all of that in person.

[starrysamu]

for @tobicrossing​ -

my peanus, my liam, my shittykawa - here is the second + last part of my gift to you. i’m sorry about sakusa keelyoomi, i hope this makes up for it. i was gonna wait but ... i don’t wanna. anyways, ily or whatever 

it was a week before your birthday. 

ushijima had no clue what to do. he’d tried asking you subtly what you wanted, but you were particularly good at not saying what you wanted. it was actually more like you already had everything you needed. what more could you ask for? 

on the other hand, ushijima wanted to give you the world. there wasn’t a limit - anything you asked for, he would search the ends of the earth just to find it for you. 

he’d tried dropping hints. ‘what do you think of this necklace?’ to which you’d distractedly respond, humming lightly that it was too expensive for your tastes. 

did that mean you liked it? would you be happy if he’d gotten it for you?

he couldn’t figure it out. 

it was three days before your birthday. 

you laid your head on his chest as the two of you curled up in front of the tv, watching some sappy romcom you’d wanted to watch for a long time. 

ushijima felt the pressure. should he take you for a nice dinner and the movies? was that too boring - too mundane? 

he’d spent a lot of time just thinking about what the perfect gift was. he wanted it to be perfect - just like you. he’d wanted it to convey all the sentiments he couldn’t ever put together in words. 

he sighed as he stroked your hair gently, watching your eyelids flutter close while the movie came to an end. 

it was the night before your birthday. 

the amount of thinking ushijima had done in the past week was unbelievable even to him. you’d finally caught onto his unnatural tendencies - he’d been much quieter, less interactive, more deep in thought. you’d mentioned it in passing, just to make sure he was okay, but never pressed on it. 

he still hadn’t found the perfect gift for you. 

what was he going to do? 

the frustration was beginning to pent up, and it was inevitable that he was going to be taking the couch that night. maybe it would be easier to slip out of the house to go grab you something to calm you down. 

this was not how the night before your birthday was supposed to go. 

it was the day of your birthday. 

you leaned against the bedroom door frame, peering into the living room and watching as ushijima quietly ate his breakfast on the couch. you walked over to him with a small smile and curled against his arm, whispering sweet apologies in his ears. 

and he kissed you deeply to express just how much he loved you and how sorry he was - hoping you would understand him. 

he was grateful to know that you would. 

it was the day after your birthday. 

ushijima … did not realize how much he had fucked up until after he had already done so. 

he’d been so lost in thought - he was somehow thinking long and hard only about you, but managed to miss the fact that the day before was, in fact, the day of your birthday. 

how could he forget the day he was looking forward to so much? 

he’d spent so much time thinking about how he wanted to give you the stars and how apologetic he’d felt towards you that he’d forgotten to celebrate. and you? you were the light in his life - you never pushed a single thing on him. you’d never brought it up so as to protect him from his own feelings. 

and so the next day he did exactly what he’d wanted to do - give you the stars. 

and despite a tumultuous week, you understood how much he loved you as the two of you sat under the stars, wrapped up in a blanket, whispering sweet nothings as time seemed to stop.

[starrysamu]

for @tobicrossing​ -

happy birthday, sweet girl. even though i hate you, i adore you more and more every day. i think it’s midnight there. i hope so. anyways, i hope today treats you well.    

it was already 3 pm. kageyama was about to lose it, to say the least. 

“hinata … how could you have possibly messed this up?” kageyama ground out through gritted teeth, clutching his phone until his knuckles turned white. if anything else went wrong, kageyama was most likely going to suffer from a hemorrhage. 

“wait, just let me figure it out,” hinata pleaded quickly, his voice faltering at the end. “just give me like an hour, i promise i’ll be back before she’s home.” 

kageyama fought the urge to scream over the phone. after all, he was the one calling in favors. he hung up hastily before grabbing the broom to angrily sweep the floor. 

t-minus 2 hours. 

he inhaled deeply. how could everything have gone so poorly today? it was one of the days he had been lucky to have off, especially since it was your birthday. all he’d wanted to do was gather your close friends in one place so you could celebrate. 

you deserved so much more. 

a pout began to naturally settle on his lips as he continued to wipe down the counters and spray the air freshener, before placing an order at your favorite italian restaurant for takeout. he’d kindly asked nishinoya and tanaka to pick it up on their way so everyone could eat something before getting to the bubbly. he laughed to himself right then, because knowing you, you were going to choose the champagne over the food regardless. 

kageyama was still cleaning when hinata busted through the door, carrying a box in his hands. 

oh thank god. “i figured it out!” hinata yelled, yachi following him at his heels. 

he opened it loudly and proudly and kageyama tentatively peered inside, not knowing what to expect. 

inside was clearly a very … homemade cake. 

“yachi-san made it!” 

kageyama blinked. he blinked and blinked and blinked and still couldn’t formulate the right words. did he even have any thoughts left? before he could yell at hinata again, there was a knock at the door. 

what else could possibly go wrong? 

he swung the door open to see suga and daichi standing there with a smile and a box in their hands. 

kageyama didn’t have any time to think about the past now - it was all moving forward from here. the three of them quickly got to work - streamers, balloons, the whole works. it was going so smoothly that kageyama had forgotten what else had gone wrong moments prior. 

he stood on top of a chair to pin up the streamers, and that’s when he knew. he’d gotten ahead of himself yet again - things were still not going as planned. 

as he reached to push the pin into the wall, the chair … did not do what it was supposed to. it wasn’t long before he lost his balance, toppling onto the wooden floor. he fought every urge to cry out as he rubbed his elbow furiously. 

everyone stilled, before daichi moved to his side urgently. 

and right then, the door conveniently opened and there you stood, in all your glory. streamers were splayed across the floor, balloons were drooping, and kageyama was still on the floor.

everyone froze again. 

how was it already 5 pm?  

you stood at the door silently, taking in the scene in front of you. this was not something you were expecting after a long day at work. 

it was only moments later you found yourself laughing until tears formed at the corners of your eyes as daichi beamed, lifting an arm up to wish you a happy birthday. 

you glanced to your boyfriend, who was still sitting pathetically on the floor, a grumpy pout on his face. kageyama had never felt so defeated before - not even on the court. 

you went to collect him off the floor, grabbing an ice pack along the way to him.

kageyama had no words once again. he wanted to be the one to take care of you on this special day, and instead it was the other way around.   

“did you try to do this for me?” you finally asked softly, placing the ice pack on his elbow. 

the blush spread all across his cheeks as he nodded silently, searching your features for any trace of a reaction. 

“how did you end up like this?” you sighed, containing the giggle that threatened to bubble up. the entire scene was so wildly stupid and absolutely ridiculous to you. how had everyone ended up like this? you were even sure you caught icing on hinata’s face.  

kageyama’s face flushed, before taking a good look at everyone around the room. “the chair had one job,” he grumbled, struggling to find the right words. “i don’t know, we were all just - ”

you smiled at him, cutting him off. “i love you, you know that right?” 

he sighed, reaching over to brush your hair out of your face and tuck it behind your ear. you beamed at him as you wrapped your arms around his neck, eyes filled with adoration.  

he nodded against your neck, before inhaling in deeply. “happy birthday, baby.” 

maybe, in some twisted way, everything had still gone right.