#it's almost 3am and i already feel like i'm missing stuff so i'll pick back up when i can

[rapha-reads]

Holy moly, I've just reached the halfway point of season 2 episode 1 and I already have 15k words of notes.

Welp, the season 2 rewatch is going to be full of three- or even four-parters!

I'm going to finish watching the second half of episode 1 and start posting my notes in a couple of days, I'm too tired to keep focusing right now. I cannot do short to save my life, lmao.

[bokubooo-archived]

when they pass away and you listen to a tape they made for when you miss them

pt. 2

characters: iwaizumi h., oikawa t.

warnings: angst, grief, dealing with a lover's death (idk they both died in their hcs 😀✋)

notes: I just needed angst shut up. the boy's made the tape originally for if they have to be away from you so you could listen to it, but you listen to it after their death for comfort. words written in italics is what plays from the tape, words in bold is reader's thoughts. yall want another one with different characters?

iwaizumi h.

shuffling through his boxes of stuff hurt and you found yourself sobbing with almost every belonging of his you found because it was another piece of him reminding you he was really gone. you picked up a shirt, and then spotted something- a tape, and a little label on it, written in his hand-writing. 'I love you,' was printed on the little slip of paper taped onto the tape, so familiar. you pick it up, taking a break from organizing so you could place it in your record player and hit play. there were a few static noises, and it started.

"so you really do miss me if you're playing this." his familiar voice rang throughout the room and you sniffled quietly. you remembered now. the tape he had made for you to listen to when he would go on trips to away games.

"how long has it been since you kissed me goodbye?" almost 3 months. "well I'm sure I miss you too. and you know I can't wait to kiss your dumb face again, idiot." then where are you to kiss my dumb face? "I can't wait to hold you in my arms again either. but while you feel so sad because I'm gone, why not think about our good memories?" but it's so hard to even think of you. "remember when we kissed for the first time? it was in the parking lot of a store at 3am." I remember. it was the summer before our 3rd year and you had the cutest blush on your face. "remember when we went cliff jumping?" yeah, you held my hand because I was nervous. "remember when we played hide and seek with the team even though we'd already graduated from high school?" of course. the team got together for a reunion and we decided to have seem fun. we hid together and they couldn't find us for an hour. we hid in the backseat of your car. "y'know, everytime I leave I can never stop thinking about holding you again." please come hold me. "y/n, I want you to remember I'll never be gone forever." the first tear escaped. "I'll always come back to you, no matter what." then where did you go? where are you now? "I'll always love you y/n. so keep your chin up and wait for me, ok? I may not always be there but you'll always be my doll." please come back. "make sure to take care too. don't miss me too much." I promise. "I love you so much." I love you too. "I'll see you soon." don't go.

there was a click, and the tape ended. why did he leave?

oikawa t.

how long had it been? there was no telling but you yearned everyday to be in his grasp. recordings of his matches played on your TV, ranging from highschool matches to college and onward. as you sat up from your bed the first time that day, there was a knock at your door. even though you hated to, you dragged yourself out if bed and sluggishly made your way to your door. there stood Tooru's mother.

"hello sweetie," she whispered. "I was going through his stuff and uh... I found this and I'm guessing it was a gift for you. thought you'd like to give it a listen." she held out a tape for you, with s little label on it that read in his looped handwriting, 'miss me?' with a trembling hand you take it, holding it delicately to your chest and nodding at the woman.

you shut the door softly, heading back to your room. you find your tape player and place it into it, pressing play and sitting down in front of it.

"hey cutie!" The first tear already slipped down your face. "miss me? it's ok, cause I'm gonna win every single one of my games just for you!" I wish I could watch you on TV, pointing at the cameras and whispering that the next serve was for me. "want to know a secret? I miss me too! just kidding, just kidding. I most definitely miss my cutie. as soon as I'm back I'm gonna squeeze your cheeks and give you a forehead kiss. I know they're your favorite!" they are my favorite. only you could know that. "wanna know another secret? I kiss my promise ring before every match. your love gives me good luck!" it looks like my lucky love wasn't enough to save you though. "are you watching me play? can you see me?" you glanced at your TV, still playing his matches. I can see you, Tooru. "you better be cheering me on!" always, Tooru. "don't forget to eat dinner, ok?" I promise I'll try. "go out with your friends too!" i should go see Hajime. this is hitting him harder than it's hitting me. "I'll be back soon my love." come back. "I love you!" please don't leave me. the tape ended and you stared at the tape player, then stood up to go see hajime.

[hitozy]

all you who sleep tonight ‹ masterlist › he and i

𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬

Sharing a bedroom had proven to be of no bother for either parties. Iwaizumi had feared it would be a bit awkward given that they weren't romantically involved, but his worries were a bit useless, YN had made it easy and comfortable for the both of them.

Cohabitating and sharing was starting to make him feel different as well. He couldn't really put a name on it, but it started when he began to see the little things around him.

Going into the bathroom and finding his toothbrush beside yn's. Her towel hanging beside his, the shower containing his and yn's products, he accidentally tried yn's body wash and ended up liking the smell and exfoliating that he mentioned to yn if she could buy more. She had giggled but agreed, mentioning the different types that there were which ended up in both of them starting to shop together after work and school.

He found himself staring at her as she looked over the products, making sure they are the right ones. Or when she pouts for Iwaizumi to have a heart and let her buy junk food (which he always does). Or when he opens the closet door to find his clothes beside hers, the contrast of variety and color always making him smile.

Or when he wakes up earlier than his alarm, turning his head to find her beside him. His eyes travelling from her hair sprawled around her pillow, her hands clutching said pillow up to her shoulders, watching the goosebumps appearing on her skin. Eyes travelling down to always find the bedsheet pooling under her waist and he never knows why or how. He would pull the sheet up, cover you as he watches you let out a soft sigh and a content smile that never fails to make his heart flutter.

It makes him wonder if he's always felt this way, and if not, since when?

―

Jae hasn't stopped calling him.

He thought that after the discussion they had at yn's parents last week would be enough to get her off his back, but it proved to be pointless and he was beginning to think that she did not leave the house by her own assessment.

Mr. and Mrs. LN must have sent her home after listening to her horrible criticism of their daughter. Something she had done in the past and never failed to sour his mood. He didn't know what her problem was, but he knew she was lying about everything concerning you, learning it was best to ignore her comments than correct her.

It was on the third day that he felt his patience snap. She had been calling him relentlessly to the point that the coach had asked him to take the call, 'It could be an emergency.' He disregarded it as spam calls and was left alone once he placed his cell the profile in vibration, so even though it was vibrating non-stop, at least everyone else couldn't hear it.

Once it was lunch break I pulled out my phone.

53 missed calls from Jae

15 voicemails probably from Jae

27 texts from Jae

He ignored Jae's attempts in communicating with him, deleting everything in one go and focusing on a little one who had also been trying to get in touch with him a while ago.

1 missed call from mochi mochi

3 texts from mochi mochi

mochi mochi: omg sorry! I forgot that you're in training rn mochi mochi: I was calling to let you know that I'm heading to the library for school work D: mochi mochi: letting you know because you wanted to pick me up today, i'll go home later dw! have a lovely day hajime♥

His little mochi was a bit selfless sometimes. He was going to text you back, but his irritation from Jae's insistency was rubbing him wrong all over his body so he thought best to call you and let your voice sooth his nerves.

"Hajime! Good morning, is anything wrong?" Just like that, he felt his frustrations be washed away at the sound of your voice, like cold water running all over him.

"Morning mochi, I saw your text, everything all right?" Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the athletes and the coaches acting as if they weren't listening but the way their bodies were leaning towards him gave it away.

He had half a mind at telling them to mind their own business.

"Ah, well, we got a request from the film majors to help out with their project scripts and we weren't actually going to do it, since we already have enough stuff as is," he recalls the nights he would come in late, watching you giving it your all even if you finished at 3am, he was worried about your health during that time and after your breakdown, he had a reason to be worried now, "luckily we are working in large teams, sadly I'm doing the rough draft."

"Sounds rough, mochi. Anything I can do to help?"

In an almost timid manner, she asked softly "Keep me company?"

How could he reject?

―

Once he hung up, one of the senior coaches passed behind him and smack his hand on his back with a grin, "The ol' ball 'n chain, huh? You should go and buy her something to eat today, having to tolerate your ass. Now come on, we have a team to train for a win."

―

11:45 pm

He had brought her favorite food and drink to the school library, sneaking to the back to eat and not get caught by anyone there. It look familiar yet very different from the one back in California, when he would stay until early morning studying on the weekends, with you doing the same in the video call in front of him.

Now your right in front of him, physically and mentally in his presence. He had been working on some stuff from work as you continued your studies and felt relived and in peace in the comfortable silence but, it had been a while since he had finished it all and he soon found himself staring at you.

The shape of your eyes, your soft hair, your nose, your soft lips, the curve of neck, the way your shirt shaped your breasts...

He mentally slapped himself at that thought, why- why the hell is he thinking of your breasts? Since when is he thinking about it? Why-

"Ah! I didn't even notice the time, let's go Hajime... are you okay?"

"Yeah, um why?"

"Your face is all red", she came to stand in front of him, touching his forehead, "hmm, you don't have a fever... maybe you're just tired? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you to stay for so long." Her soft cold hand felt nice against his face as she rubbed her thumb up and down his forehead.

He remembered that she used to do this when she was younger, "You have to stop doing that Hajime!," she would exclaim as she rubbed his forehead in a similar matter as now, "You'll get wrinkles too young!"

The old memory made him laugh, your expression back then mirrored to present day. "What so funny?"

He smiled and took all of your stuff from the table, taking your hand in his, "Nothing, lets just go home, mochi."

Can you hear my heart? Oh, but I can tell! We are twin starts With different births. My caring shadow ― It has your face. The voice of my soul Knows well your name.

Tell me, Can you hear my heart? Oh! how I love you, My best friend.

Twin Stars ― Clairel Estevez

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a/n! i beat the system so here's a chapter guys ♥ also... since i couldn't post one last week, there will be a double post this one!