long time no see tumblr! i’m back on my bullshit! 🫶🏻
gonna start dressing like them to heal my soul and probably my depression or something idk it’s 2008
Am I the only one who thinks about how Makas mom straight up abandoned her? Like... spirit was shitty, sure, but at least he was THERE. Paid bills n' shit. She didnt even show up to makas graduation. Wtf
spirit albarn is a certified dilf
Punk!kyoutani ….
matsuhana is a top tier ship you guys are just too blind to see
Soul eater print up on my redbubble!
It's just me and my dirty glasses against the world
"they say freckles are where a lover kissed you in a past life."
your fingers trace down makki's sternum, following the curve of the bone as it dips into his stomach. sherbet hues pour through the crack in the curtain, painting him with a strawberry glow.
'that's sad.' he replies. his breathing is even and relaxed as you walk your fingers up his ribs. sleep is gaining on the both of you, making this bed- your bed, his bed- the only thing that matters there's the distant sound of the city, moving on without you just outside these walls, but the outside world feels inconsequential when you're in his arms.
'how is that sad?' you huff, 'its romantic.'
he untucks his arms from under his pillow and pulls you in by the shoulder. his heartbeat, jumping under the pads of your fingers, thumping in your ears, drowns out everything else.
'I don't have any freckles.' he chuckles and it rings deep in his core. 'I must not have been loved in my last life.'
you tilt your head and place a kiss on his jaw. 'well.' you press another against his neck. then, his collar bone. they are small, flighty things, delicate enough that you can shower them across his body. 'I'll make sure you're covered in them in your next.'
TANAKA COOKING
LOOK AT HIS SHIRT IM SO IN LOVE
{ This has been haunting me for quite some time now }
TW: @saJhonnyApple
reblogging again bc msby physically drives my motivation to keep going
I ONLY imagine the Miya twins with New England accents, NEVER with Southern American accents lmao
hriwvbhfjbhvregjf kihdbvkjscl thats my new idea for an american adaptation
osamu: i don’t wanna play anymoah i wanna own a brewery... make IPAs fo a livin’
atsumu: awe foock man that’s a wicked fuckin’ bummah
*sighs dreamily*