#it's angstcember i can do that

[im-obsess-with-pixel-characters]

Thinking abt Danvis rn

Can you imagine how different Travis would most likely be after when angels fall, and then coming back he'd be like so much more different. Like he's less enthusiastic doesn't show much emotion and is always on guard, Dante knows what happened on that island from what the others have told him and Laurence but Dante can't help but feel guilty cuz everyone was struggling and he couldn't even be there to help he couldn't even help his "best friend" for fuck sake. So like the two become so much more closed off than before because they feel so guilty about each other Travis being that he left Dante alone without a way to cope and Dante not being available to help Travis in any way possible

Ugh they take over my brain

[dinosaurtsukki]

also hahha how do y'all feel about me doing an angstcember event? 👀👀

[lady-charinette]

day eleven: “Find a new (best friend/lover).” Ladynoir? (...happy ending?)

Angstcember Day 11: "Find a new best friend/lover."

Rated: T

Aged up characters

Warning (?): Angst. Tears will be shed.

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Another Love

"I'm sorry m'lady, but I found someone new. You have to find a new....best friend." The smile on his lips was tight, strained and Ladybug knew it was forced.

She shook her head in denial, pacing around on the rooftop they met up on after patrol.

This wasn't right.

This wasn't supposed to be this way.

Chat Noir had liked her for so long, even when her heart had been unavailable, but now that it finally was, he was saying he found someone else?

That he didn't...love her anymore?

Finally gathering her fragile courage, Ladybug turned to look at her partner of four years. "What do you mean 'find someone new'? You're the only Chat Noir there ever was for me!" her fists remained clenched at her sides.

She was Ladybug, the hero of Paris, she wasn't supposed to lose her composure like this, wasn't supposed to care so much what her just-a-friend Chat Noir did with his love life.

But she did.

Because Chat Noir had long since stopped being 'just a friend' to her a while ago. It had only taken her so long to realize.

The cat themed hero shifted his weight, looking down on the floor, his words a mere whisper. "I... I didn't say I would stop being Chat Noir, you know I'll always have your back. It's just...I would stop giving you my heart." the words cut deeper than she thought they ever would and Ladybug was terrified with how powerful, how strongly they stung.

She could feel the stinging in her eyes, but she rapidly blinked to not let the tears fall. "You stopped calling me m'lady a while ago...I thought it was just...I didn't-" she sucked in a breath of air, the action making her lungs ache as if she breathed in fire. "...Does she treat you right?"

The words she didn't speak, were a knife to her heart.

'...like I should have? '

Chat Noir swallowed thickly, eyes still stubbornly fixed on the roof tiles. "...She does."

The shattering that sounded so loud to her ears sounded like glass breaking, but she knew it was only her heart that got shattered.

Inhaling shakily, Ladybug wrapped her arms around herself, feeling like as much as protection the suit always gave her, it could not protect her from a broken heart.

"I'm...happy for you, Chat Noir." the words were meant to be genuine, she did feel happy to know he found someone who appreciated him like he deserved, who loved him like he deserved.

But the undeniable pain in her voice couldn't be masked, no matter how hard she tried.

The hero, her partner, remained silent when she turned her back to him, finally feeling the hot salty tears spill from her tightly shut eyes.

No akuma battle they've ever fought together could compare to this, could compare how difficult this was, how painful.

She would rather fight six akumatized villains than relive this pain anymore, the pain that cut deeper than just a scratch or a quickly healing wound.

The pain that tore at her heart and the irreversible damage it caused.

Ladybug had thought Chat Noir had left, with the long silence that had settled around her, but she was surprised when two familiar warm arms wrapped around, holding onto her own crossed arms. "C-Chat?"

The man behind her remained silent, only tightening his grip around her in response. His chest was shaking, trembling and Ladybug's eyes widened when she felt something warm and wet hit her shoulder.

Chat Noir gently nuzzled the side of her face, tears slowly spilling from his own eyes. His voice was hoarse and small in her ear and she almost couldn't hear the words he whispered.

"She's incredible, you know?"

Another stab of pain bore itself into her fragile heart and Ladybug felt like caving in on herself.

"She's a master at fencing, she even outclasses me." another fresh wave of pain.

"She's awkward but sweet, she's lonely but always tries to make friends." the whispered words felt like harsh slaps to her face and something within her chest burned.

"She doesn't always know the right words to say, sometimes they're harsh, she rarely sugarcoats them. But she's always there to offer comfort and warmth."

Another stab, cutting deeper.

"She...she loves ice skating and she's a natural, she beat me in video games too, but she prefers fencing over pushing buttons on a controller."

Ladybug's whole body shook and the tears fell faster.

"She's never idle, never hesitates, always takes actions, and she rarely thinks before doing them too. Which sometimes gets her in sticky situations."

Ladybug's lips trembled and she felt like fleeing, fleeing his arms, the faux warmth Chat Noir offered.

She felt like running away.

"I admire the way she speaks her mind, the way she smiles and acts all cute. But..."

"E-Enough!" Ladybug squirmed, her hands shakily reaching up to grab at Chat Noir's forearms, trying to pry them off her. "I get it Chat Noir! She's amazing and she's better than me! I know! I know I'll never be good enough!"

Her efforts doubled, using her Ladybug strength to try and fight off the grip her partner had around her, heart laying in shards.

Chat Noir only tightened his grip, the iron hold he had on her overpowering her own as she struggled fruitlessly against him.

And finally, Chat opened his mouth.

"But she isn't you!!" Chat Noir's harsh shout stopped any and all thoughts Ladybug may have had and she instantly ceased struggling against him.

Instead, he broke their embrace and she was turned around by her shoulders. His cat ears were flat on his head and green eyes glistened with tears and pain.

She thought hers didn't look any better.

The hands on her shoulders squeezed, not hard but meaningfully and for the first time that day, Ladybug found the warmth emanating from them...comforting.

"She isn't you my lady and she never will - never can be!" the hurt in his voice drove the blade in the heroine's heart deeper. "I tried - I tried for years, you know? Ever since we had that talk on the roof, about you not loving me, about you seeing me as a friend, I tried to move on."

He swallowed, hanging his head to stare at his feet. "But I couldn't!" Ladybug's eyes widened. "I couldn't! No matter what I did or how hard I tried, it was impossible to convince myself - to convince my heart not to love you!"

Ladybug felt the knife in her heart slowly disappear and the intense pressure in her chest was slowly lifting.

"I tried viewing you as just a friend, I tried not to flirt, not to think of you in that way anymore! I tried falling for Kagami, we have so many things in common, after all and she's such a great girl but-"

And finally, Chat Noir lifted his head moving closer to stare straight into her eyes. "She isn't you, Ladybug."

And finally, her heart healed.

It slowly morphed back together and became whole, the pain just a dull throb.

With tears in her eyes and a small wobbly smile on her lips, Ladybug launched herself into her partner's arms, who almost immediately enveloped her in a tight hug.

She felt so warm.

Safe.

At home.

Burying her face into his neck, Ladybug choked back a sob. "You....you silly cat."

He released a chuckle, holding her tightly to himself, one clawed hand tenderly caressing the back of her head. "I'm so sorry bugaboo."

She hugged him tighter. "I'm sorry too, so sorry kitty."

They remained locked in their embrace, on the rooftop overlooking the city of Paris, the world around them gone except for them and them alone.

Ladybug's words were true now than they ever were before.

Ladybug was nothing without Chat Noir.

Chat Noir was nothing without his lady.

I hope this was okay @alexseanchai! ^_^

[shoutogepi]

helloooo!! can i ask for fic recommendations? do you have any angsty fic recommendations because i like hurting myself 🥰

oooo tbh i don’t have that many angst recs, as my usual preferred flavor is horny, not sad but I do have a tag for my angst fic recommendations! it’s called “fr angst”, you can find it by going through my “ficrec” link in my bio!!

i do wanna mention tho that @queensynderella has an angstcember masterlist you might wanna check out (day 5 KILLED ME)

[seijch]

hi ummm this isn’t a queued post n it’s also kinda dumb but if you wanted some insight into my Psyche (and one of the reasons i announced i was stepping away from tumblr for a few days) ...

as some of you may or may not know, i have an ex who i remain on good terms with. he’s the one i based my take on oikawa in my first hq fic until we break on. initially, that was it: he was hurting, but i was not. i didn’t take him back and even told him that i didn’t really believe in getting back together with an ex so soon after breaking up.

and initially, that was it.

but in the past few weeks, it seems like we’ve switched roles. it’s something that weighed on me heavily, especially because he used to be my go-to for any and all issues i had, whether i wanted to just air my grievances or get actual advice. (of course, it’s hard to pluck up the courage to confide in someone when they’re the problem.)

i held onto my pride for so long because he was finally looking like he was moving on and i didn’t want to be Toxic or anything like that — we’ve always been good friends and i didn’t want to do anything to risk that. but the night i announced my semi-semi-hiatus, the proverbial dam broke and i like . had a full breakdown over it .... it wasn’t pretty 🧍🏻‍♂️

but after coming to terms with everything that’s transpired and being able to parse the truth from what i’ve idealized and what i’ve chased after, i think i’m finally in a headspace where i can move on from him in the Real Way and not a patchwork job held together by 2d anime men and romance anime.

my take on angstcember (done in a similar format to my take on fluffvember) consists of fics related to him because he was my biggest source of angst at the time, and i’ve already outlined the main points for those fics so i won’t be changing it LMAO but i’m really happy to finally feel good enough to say i can realistically see a day where i no longer listen to the playlist i made in the wake of our breakup yk ...

if you’re reading this ... thank you for dealing w me saying all the shit i can’t say on my finsta bc he’s on it BDNSNSN i promise we’re still good friends and that he’s a legitimately good person who i want the best for, even if it’s not me. it’s early in the morning on september 9 for me, but i will definitely be back by the 11th!!! this break has been rlly beneficial to me in more ways than one, and i’m excited to return :-)

[burnedbyshoto]

omg wait are you gonna do the angst december ijisjwkwosj

okay... I need to be honest about something.

I’m thinking about changing my rules and my upload schedule. to be honest after 3 months of posting something new every single day i’m sort of tired of putting in my effort like crazy and sometimes not seeing the response i wish for? i know, it’s petty things, but when i’m super proud of things they tend to be good shit, and it’s been awhile since i could proudly be like “yes, this shit, i loved it!!!!” so i want to step back and focus in on that feeling again. because i feel like you readers can tell when i’m not 1000% into it.

i’m not burned out, nor am I giving up on writing, but i’m tired.

I want to start exploring new areas of writing, and working harder on things to be proud of. I want to post multichapter stories and I want for you all to see my stories and love them each and every time. for angstcember, I may or may not participate. i’m not quite sure.

if I do, it might be a week thing instead of a day thing. in which I will take day one through seven (for example) and write a huge angst piece for it.

[im-obsess-with-pixel-characters]

I love Angstcember :3

Anyways, Angstcember day 3!!

What did I write? Danvis ofc, What do you think I am? Someone that doesn't have piling angst idea of one rare pair they adore? Exactly!

[im-obsess-with-pixel-characters]

All I can say for tomorrow's Angstcember fanfic is forever potions take that information with a grain of salt :)

[dinosaurtsukki]

atsumu and sakusa + at the airport with their s/o

anon: I wanted to request some angst/fluff 👉👈 about Sakusa and Atsumu at the airport with their s/os,, like they're about to leave for a longish time for some overseas games (You're busy with the angstcember event rn, so please don't worry about this until you're free)

a/n: YES OF COURSE!! airport goodbyes are so bittersweet and i would absolutely love to write for this. also lately i’ve been feeling a bit soft for sakusa and atsumu so this is perfect 

Atsumu: 

he doesn’t make it seem like a big deal that he’s going to be gone for so long, in fact during the weeks preparing for his trip he’ll be making a ton of jokes about finally having some time to himself

“it’s like a vacation except i have practice every single day and also the international championships to play for too”

“atsumu, that’s the exact opposite of a vacation” 

atsumu has never been on an overseas trip that lasted for so long so the two of you would spend your last few days together shopping for essentials like a travel bag and all those

on one of your trips, atsumu went to one of those shops that develops photos and had a whole bunch of pictures of the two of you printed out

he even put it all in a little photo album and yes, he knows that it’s more practical to just keep a gallery on his phone but there’s just something about being able to hold a picture of you that makes atsumu feel a bit better

as much as he tries to hide it, you know that atsumu doesn’t do well when he’s separated from loved ones. you knew as much when the two of you first started to live together and your boyfriend was missing his twin (and trying very hard not to show it)

the night before he has to leave, atsumu takes you out on a nice date and tries to spend as much time as he can with you

in the airport he’s hugging you tight and teasing you about how you’re going to call him every night because you’ll miss him so much

also teases you about how many of his jackets you had secretly stashed in your own closet

but then when he’s hugging you, atsumu just feels his chest hurt with knowing that he’s going to be gone for so, so long and he’s going to miss everything while he’s away

it makes him dizzy just thinking about how he’s going to be staying on hotel beds and not eating your food for a long time

you notice that atsumu isn’t quite letting go and he’s trying to control his breathing

“atsumu, do you want to go someplace first?” 

“... yes, please” 

the two of you decide to wait at a quiet cafe before atsumu’s flight leaves. he’s not saying anything, just holding you tightly to his chest and brushing the tears forming in his eyes

“you’re not going to fall for anyone while i’m gone, right?” atsumu asks

“are you kidding? i’m going to be boasting about your games all the time!” you reassure him

atsumu feels a bit reassured by that and when he has to finally leave, he does so with a bit of a smile on his face

Sakusa: 

sakusa isn’t really bothered at first by the fact that he’ll have to go overseas for a long time, especially since he’ll get to play a lot of volleyball

he’s actually just a bit nervous about doing well so of course he practices like crazy every day 

that is, until you ask him to spend more time with you because you’ll miss him terribly once he leaves

and then, sakusa notices why you’ve been so clingy around him for the past few days, especially with how you hug him really tightly when he comes home right after practice

so of course he’ll try to spend more time with you. he loves seeing your face light up or hear the excitement in your voice when he says he’ll be home a bit early and if there’s anything you want to eat for dinner he can pick it up

you buy him a little teddy bear to remember you by in case sakusa misses you and he thinks its dumb ofc but he’s willing to fit it into his suitcase

smol sidenote but he HATES the fact that airports won’t let you bring large bottles of rubbing alcohol or sanitizer 

one night, it finally hits him that he won’t see you for five months

sakusa’s looking at you singing in the kitchen while making dinner and counting the number of days that are in five months and now he’s realizing that oh shit that’s more than a hundred days

he’s freaking out but internally

also NOW he’s starting to get clingy around you (he has a clingy side you can’t say i’m wrong) 

it’s subtle at first: putting an arm around your waist while walking, small forehead kisses in the morning, him asking you what time you’ll be coming to bed so that he can go to bed too

when it’s time for him to leave, sakusa just hugs you a bit stiffly but he doesn’t let go until you do

he says goodbye but most of it is reminders for you to keep healthy and make sure you’re vaccinated because it’s almost flu season again and to also not stay up too late

then he’ll walk away a few paces before turning right around and returning to you

at first you think it was because he forgot something but sakusa quickly wraps his arms tightly around you and it takes you by surprise but it’s not exactly unpleasant

“i’ll miss you, y/n. stay safe,” he’ll whisper

you almost cry right then and there but it’s a good thing you don’t because sakusa might cry too

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[dinosaurtsukki]

ta-dah !! here is the complete list of prompts along with the revealed hidden prompts for my angstcember event !! thank you so much for sending in your character requests to make this wonderful list !!

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❀ day 1 – dreams | “i always imagine how things could have been different”

⇢ feat. sigma

❀ day 2 – betrayal | “just get out of my sight. don’t ever let me see you again”

⇢ feat. akutagawa ryuunosuke

❀ day 3 – nostalgia | ”i haven’t seen you since the day we…broke up”

⇢ feat. kuroo tetsurou

❀ day 4 – facets | “i don’t want you to see me like this”

⇢ feat. chuuya nakahara

❀ day 5 – letting go | “even when i end up with someone else, part of me will always love you” + royalty AU

⇢ feat. atsushi nakajima

❀ day 6 – hypothermia | “you never did love me, did you?”

⇢ feat. sakusa kiyoomi

❀ day 7 – broken | “you have no idea how much i’ve lost after ending up with you”

⇢ feat. fyodor dostoevsky

❀ day 8 – runaway | “you said it would be the two of us against the world”

⇢ feat. kageyama tobio

❀ day 9 – weakness | “it wasn’t like that” “then what was it?” + band member AU

⇢ feat. akaashi keiji

❀ day 10 – promises | “a house by the sea, just for the two of us. that’s what i want” + pacific rim AU

⇢ feat. iwaizumi hajime

❀ day 11 – delusions | “but i thought–” “yeah, you thought”

⇢ feat. tsukishima kei

❀ day 12 – self-sacrifice | “you go on and live, okay? for the both of us”

⇢ feat. edogawa ranpo

❀ day 13 – what-if’s | “in another world, do you think things would have gone differently?” + soulmate AU

⇢ feat. bokuto koutarou

❀ day 14 – last | “could you kiss me again? one last time?”

⇢ feat. yamaguchi tadashi

❀ day 15 – afar | “i’ll be here” + ghost AU

⇢ feat. kunikida doppo

❀ day 16 - -trap | “isn’t this what you wanted?”

⇢ feat. oikawa tooru

❀ day 17 – inevitability | “just one more chance. that’s all i want” + time traveler AU

⇢ feat. osamu dazai

❀ day 18 – never | “i’ll… see you soon, alright?”

⇢ feat. higuchi ichiyo

❀ day 19 – secrets | “why didn’t you tell me?” “because you wouldn’t understand” + hanahaki AU

⇢ feat. tecchou suehiro

❀ day 20 – gratitude | “thank you for everything. thank you for loving me”

⇢ feat. kita shinsuke

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on taglists: i created an application form on google forms where you can send in your tumblr url’s as well as your preferences for which works you want to be tagged in (either bsd or hq or both) which i’ll be using to create my taglist. slots for the angstcember taglist are u n l i m i t e d so send in an application if you want to be part of it. 

you can answer the form here: angstcember taglist application

thank you guys so much and i hope you apply to be part of the taglist :) 

[dinosaurtsukki]

❀ facets | “i don’t want you to see me like this” feat. chuuya nakahara

⇢ day 4 of angstcember

⇢ synopsis: you and chuuya both have sides to yourselves that you don’t want the other to see and unfortunately, the mafia brings out the worst in everyone

⇢ a/n: so here’s the chuuya angst you guys have been waiting for !! i,,, really hope that it was worth the wait i guess cause i know some of you were excited but if it’s not apologies in advance ;-;

⇢ pairing: chuuya nakahara x gn!reader

⇢ word count: 2.7k words

ANGSTCEMBER MASTERLIST (feat. haikyuu!! and bungou stray dogs)

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it was difficult to be in the mafia without spilling blood. after all, it was what the job entailed. just like everyone who joined the port mafia, you had been accepted because of your skill in eliminating targets. you always did so quickly and oftentimes mercilessly. more than a few times, mori himself had gave you solo missions to specifically assassinate unneeded targets.

and yet, you hated having to kill. you hated that from a young age, it was the only way you ever knew when it came to surviving the world you lived in. after being orphaned, you were immediately taken in by a criminal syndicate and trained to be an assassin before eventually joining the port mafia. as much as you tried to outrun this, you gave in and grew apathetic to your job requirements. ‘just do it as quick as possible, forget, and then move on,’ you told yourself during every job. 

that was until you had met chuuya nakahara.

well, it’s not like you had met him for the first time there at a local bar. everyone in the port mafia knew about the young, mafia executive with the powerful gravity manipulation ability. in fact, you had worked under him on a few assignments. despite the reputation about his temper, you found him to be quite level-headed when it came to leading your group and making difficult decisions on the spot. there was a side to chuuya that was a bit caring too and he always checked on everyone after a mission. sometimes, you’d even watch him remove his hat in respect when a fallen mafioso was reported.

“nakahara-san,” you were about to get up and bow when he waved a hand, signaling not to.

“you don’t need to do that. we’re not at work,” he scoffed, sitting on the bar stool next to you. “this is my first time here. recommend anything good?”

you were surprised at his casual-ness, especially since he was technically your boss too, but you answered his question nonetheless. “well, they always have really good whiskey.”

“can’t go wrong with that then,” chuuya said, requesting the drink from the bartender. “so, you’re l/n, right?” 

“you... remember my name?” you blinked in surprise. 

“i mean, you have worked for me. what kind of a boss would i be if i didn’t even know your name?” chuuya raised an eyebrow at you before sipping from his drink.

“makes sense,” you shrugged. “it’s just that you happen to be the first.”

“you’re also the one koyou ane-san spoke highly of,” chuuya added. “although, i heard you turned down her offer of a promotion.”

“i’m not really in great need of money,” you reasoned. “and besides, it’s pretty much the same job content anyway but i’d have to do more things.”

“well, the doing more things part you got right,” he chuckled, downing his glass before ordering a refill. “although, i get the feeling you have another reason for turning down that promotion.” chuuya looked at you expectantly and you felt as though you’ve underestimated his intuition just a bit. you looked down at your half-empty glass and sighed.

“i don’t really like being in the mafia. i’m good at my job but, i don’t care much for it, nor do i think i’m particularly good at anything else. in the end, i just feel like i’m being used?” you shook your head and laughed. “sorry, i know that sounds terribly pathetic.” 

“if you don’t like something, can you really help it?” chuuya pointed out.

“i thought you didn’t like people who chickened out?” you dared to tease him.

“that’s not the same as chickening out,” chuuya wagged a finger. “because you still do what’s being asked of you.”

“fair enough.”

“i don’t know if this helps but, you’re pretty good at tying bandages too,” he said, puzzling you slightly. “one of the doctors at the infirmary told me that tomura-san wouldn’t have made it if you hadn’t stopped the bleeding quickly.” chuuya downed his second glass of whiskey before placing it on the counter and paying for his drinks. “just some food for thought,” he added, before getting off the bar stool and leaving you alone.

...

whether or not chuuya had intended it, his comment did get you thinking quite a bit. you did have good knowledge of the human body, thanks to your assassin training that taught you which were the best points of the human body to strike. the port mafia boss himself was also a doctor, so who’s to say that killing people and saving lives were separate forms of knowledge.

slowly, you began to pick up on chuuya’s way of reinforcing that idea he had initially planted. when you were put in missions with him, he’d often order you to help patch up the wounded, even encouraging you to take your ‘patients’ to the infirmary. there, you’d intently watch the nurses and paramedics do their valuable work. at times, you wondered if you were really of use because you were no longer in the front lines but chuuya reassured you that what you were doing was more than enough.

finally, you decided to file in a request to transfer to the medical department. it took quite a long time for it to be processed, since you knew that you were still valuable to the organization as an assassin, but you managed to convince the higher-ups of being able to work as an on-site paramedic who could also defend themselves in the front lines.

after being accepted, you went to your usual bar for a celebratory drink. it didn’t come as a surprise anymore to see chuuya already there, waiting for you.

...

aside from holding up his reputation of being a powerful member of the port mafia, chuuya also wanted it to be known that he was a leader his subordinates could trust. ‘what’s the point of mistreating them if you know they’re ready to lay down their lives to follow your orders?’ chuuya would always reason. he wasn’t one to dote, but when he knew someone wasn’t exactly working at their very best, chuuya took it quite seriously.

you had already caught his eye the first time you worked with him on a job. there was nothing to complain about when it came to your skill. in fact, chuuya was particularly impressed with how cleanly and efficiently you eliminated your targets. it’s just that the expression on your face, one of boredom, caught his attention just as much. it almost reminded him of his own. sure, chuuya loved fighting and the adrenaline rush he got from it was like nothing else. but at one point, he had grown tired with knowing that he would win anyway no matter what. it was why he decided to put on his gloves and refrain from using his fists. 

at first, chuuya was mainly concerned with what was bothering you so he took a page out of dazai’s book -- which wasn’t something he wanted to particularly confess to -- and decided to coerce you a bit into doing something that would interest you. it wasn’t fully manipulative though, because chuuya genuinely knew you were quite good at the new skill you picked up and he could see you enjoyed that more. 

then, he noticed that there was an inarguable gentleness to you. chuuya happened to read your file out of curiosity and learned about your past being trained as a young assassin. he felt a bit sorry that a different life was robbed from you and was therefore even more motivated to help steer you down the path you wanted more.

chuuya was genuinely happy that you had joined the medical department but he did find that he was seeing you less and less. you joined a few more missions as a frontline paramedic but spent most of your time in the infirmary. it was only after it hit him that he was missing you that chuuya began to realize maybe there was something else underlying his intentions.

he didn’t like chickening out of anything but that also meant he shouldn’t chicken out with facing his feelings. chuuya couldn’t come see you at the infirmary because he never got injuries. instead, he decided to meet you again at your favorite bar, the place where he first met you for real. 

this time, he came with a confession. and so did you.

...

the first thing you noticed when you opened your eyes was the ringing in your ears and the dust that had seeped into your lungs. you blinked that same dust from your eyes before sitting up in a panic when you realized what had just happened. according to the higher-ups, the port mafia was going to be engaging with a very powerful enemy organization and you and your fellow paramedics and nurses in the infirmary were expected to be working all through the next few days. you were prepared as the bodies came flooding in and you just hoped and prayed that the fight would be over.

you had just finished stitching a particularly ugly gash when you heard an explosion from within the infirmary. and then, the screaming, and then, it occurred to you that the enemy had done the unthinkable.

there was rubble all around you and you struggled to get out but thankfully, you were still in one piece. but as you looked around what used to be an operating room, you realized the extent and gravity of the damage dealt. the enemy had just bombed a hospital. it wasn’t just port mafia members they were treating there but yokohama residents who had unfortunately been caught in the crossfire. sure, you were part of a mafia and used to be an assassin and you did kill people. but there was no dignity in bombing a hospital. 

rage flooded you as you walked around the ruins, your eyes picking up the ugly sights of what was left of the survivors and those who were terribly unlucky. and above all else, there was a terrible sadness. if you were in the frontlines, would you have prevented this?

...

chuuya’s blood ran cold when he heard the news about the infirmary being bombed by the enemy, enough to bring him to use his fist to finish off an enemy before sprinting over to where he had heard the explosions. the enemy had dealt a low blow and chuuya wanted nothing more than to finish everyone off. along with that anger came a feeling of fear that almost blinded him as he sprinted off to where the explosions came from. you were working in that hospital. if anything had happened to you, there’s no telling what chuuya would do in his anger.

only, he quickly realized that you weren’t in danger. meters away from the hospital, still dressed in your lab coat, chuuya found you with a scalpel in each hand, killing enemy attackers. only, you weren’t just killing them. chuuya could only assume it was rage that consumed you as you straddled an enemy’s corpse, driving your scalpel repeatedly into his face. 

“y/n!” he cried, grabbing onto your wrist before you could bring it down. slowly, you turned to look up at your lover. the rage in your eyes quickly turned into fear as you looked down and saw what you had done.

“i... i’m...” 

“that’s enough, y/n,” you heard chuuya say softly behind you. you dropped the scalpel and looked down at your shaking hands.

“maybe i could have stopped it,” you said shakily. “i should have been on the frontlines. i just want to help people and even now, i couldn’t even do that.” chuuya watched as you covered your face in your hands.

“what am i even good for?”

he knelt down in front of you and pulled your hands away from your face. you turned away from him.

“i don’t want you to see me like this.”

“nothing can change what i think about you,” chuuya said seriously, turning your chin to look at him. with a deft hand, he removed his gloves and slipped them over yours. “all i know is, nobody is born with hands that are meant to kill.” 

you looked down at your now-gloved hands and then up at your lover. he smiled and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“i’ll be heading out now. do what you do best, okay y/n?”

you returned his smile and nodded with renewed determination. “alright.” 

...

you’ve always known about chuuya’s powerful ability and prowess in martial arts, but it was only after you got together with him that you learned about your boyfriend being the arahabaki. at first, you thought it was pretty cool, until you saw the pained expression on chuuya’s face as he talked about how he never really knew why he ended up connected to the arahabaki in the first place. because of his memory loss at a young age and with his terribly powerful special ability, chuuya often felt that he was inhuman.

‘maybe... that’s why he chose to help me,’ you thought, as you watched the vulnerable expression on his face that he only showed around you. 

that said, you’ve only heard about the sheer destructive ability of Corruption but because chuuya only used it in the most dire of times, you’ve never really see it for yourself. that is, until now.

you could tell that chuuya was no longer himself with the markings that covered what was visible on his skin and a grin that stretched across his face. he only activated Corruption when he knew dazai was there to stop him but it just so happened that right now, he was out of reach: floating in the sky while hurling gravity bullets around him.

“y/n,” dazai called out to you. he was heavily injured but somehow still standing. “you’ll get hurt if you stay here!”

“i need to help him!” 

with a loud explosion, chuuya dropped back down to the ground, causing the earth to cave in a circle around him. he turned with his sights set on you.

“chuuya,” you backed away slowly, terrified by his empty gaze. “it’s me, y/n! you can snap out of this!” you pleaded.

“y/n!” you heard dazai yell again. he was running towards chuuya from the other side of the forest clearing. “get out of here, he--”

you couldn’t hear the rest of what he said because with a wave of his arm, chuuya sent you flying backwards until you hit a tree before crumpling down to the ground. you felt your eyes fall shut just as dazai sprinted the last few meters to touch the back of chuuya’s hand.

with his ability nullified, chuuya fell to his knees. his body was wracked with pain from having used Corruption longer than he knew he should have. he felt dazai fall to the ground behind him and turned to find that he had promptly passed out, most likely because of the blood loss from his injuries. ‘so that’s why he couldn’t stop me quicker,’ chuuya thought. it was only after he scanned the ruined area around him that he found your crumpled form lying under a tree.

it couldn’t be.

“y/n!” he cried, hauling himself to his feet despite the roaring pain in his body. he hobbled over as quickly as he could over to you before lifting you in his arms. “y/n?” chuuya called your name again. with a groan, you stirred back into consciousness.

“you’re... back,” you smiled up at him. 

“fuck, i’m so sorry. i did this to you, didn’t i?” chuuya shook his head, feeling his hands tremble as he saw your injuries. “i’m so sorry.”

“you weren’t yourself.”

“i could have stopped myself, somehow!” he exclaimed. “i shouldn’t have let you come along on this mission. i shouldn’t have used Corruption.”

“chuuya--”

“i don’t want you to see me like this,” he hung his head. despite all his strength and connection to the arahabaki, chuuya was still human. and you didn’t care if you had to spend every day reminding him of that. 

“you’re human, chuuya,” you said softly, lifting your hand to his face and turning it to look at you. no one else would be able to see the sheer emotional vulnerability on chuuya’s face as you said those words. only you could make him feel this way. “i wouldn’t be what i am now if it weren’t for you.”

“are you really sure you want this... that you want... me?” chuuya asked. you smiled, sitting up to brush your lips against his.

“i’m sure.” 

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❀ delusions | “but i thought--” “yeah, you thought” feat. tsukishima kei

⇢ day 11 of angstcember

⇢ synopsis: tsukishima kei knows he isn’t the most affectionate boyfriend out there and tries to make it up in some ways. at the same time, he struggles with how you really think of him

⇢ a/n: something short and angsty with a similar vibe to the sakusa fic. i hope you guys enjoy it !!

⇢ pairing: tsukishima kei x f!reader

⇢ word count: 2k words

ANGSTCEMBER MASTERLIST (feat. haikyuu!! and bungou stray dogs)

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“would you like to go out with me?”

at first, you thought it was a joke and entirely believed that it was, knowing that it was coming from the mouth of tsukishima kei. you would have laughed if it weren’t for the fact that you actually liked him and moments before you were about to get mad at him, you noticed the faint blush on his cheeks and the way his gaze flickered to the side as if he was embarrassed. then, it hit you. 

tsukishima wasn’t joking.

it felt like a dream come true. you never thought that things could get better than the two of you being seatmates in class and forever working on projects as partners. the nights of the week when the two of you would stay up late cramming in the library were the ones you looked forward to. he was amazing to work with because of his smarts and an even more enjoyable conversation partner. turns out, tsukishima was pining over you the same way were over him. 

“look, you don’t have to if you don’t want--”

“sure,” you interrupted him quickly, clapping a hand over your mouth when you realized you spoke too loud and had now attracted the attention of everyone else studying at the library. tsukishima snickered at the look on your face before poking your forehead with a long index finger.

“there’s this movie i think you’ll like because it has mindless but cool action scenes. how’s friday sound?” he asked.

“friday... friday sounds great,” you nodded and smiled at him, trying to hold back your excitement. 

after your friday classes, you immediately dashed over to your dorm room to shower and get ready. it was your first date with tsukishima, your first day with anyone actually, and you just knew you had to look your best. you’ve never really dressed up for somebody but when you twirled in front of the mirror in a new dress that you bought, you couldn’t help but look forward to the rest of your night.

while walking to the theater, you kept wondering if tsukishima would like how you looked, or even noticed that you put in a lot more thought than usual. “sorry i’m late,” you apologized, walking up to where he was.

tsukishima blinked at your outfit as you chewed your lip in slight anticipation. was he going to like it? was he going to notice? 

“you look good,” was all he said, again with that faint blush on his cheeks and his gaze drifting to the side. you felt warmth spread from your chest to your face, making you reach out to take his hand in yours.

“shall we go then?” you smiled.

...

“sorry i’m late,” your boyfriend sighed, sliding into the seat in front of you at the cafe. “our boss still hasn’t gotten rid of the idea that interns doesn’t necessarily mean coffee deliverers, contrary to what is shown on the movies.”

“i see,” you chuckled, forcing a smile as tsukishima squinted at the menu over the cashier. “don’t worry, i already ordered for you. the usual.”

“oh, thanks,” tsukishima nodded distractedly as he took out his phone and scrolled through it. you felt awkward, looking around the cafe at anything else except him. 

after a year of dating, tsukishima had gotten an internship at a nearby museum working on exhibit displays. you were ecstatic at hearing the news, knowing that it was something that tsukishima really wanted to do. however, because of his work, you ended up seeing him less and less. it was something unavoidable and you were fine with it at first but, as time moved on, you began to suspect that tsukishima wasn’t just away because of work.

most of the time, you weren’t even sure why tsukishima was still dating you. after all, he was tall, handsome, smart, and cool, any girl would want to date him. and tsukishima could have any girl he wanted. ‘y/n, we talked about this,’ he said, when you brought up how he was too nice to a fellow female classmate he ended up being partnered with for a project. ‘if you’re feeling insecure you can just talk to me about it. don’t just assume things that aren’t true,’ was what he said, but you couldn’t help but think that he was dodging the issue you were trying to bring up. 

“i’m just going to ask about something, alright?” tsukishima said before standing up and walking over to the counter. as he talked to the girl manning the cash register, you couldn’t help but notice how she was obviously enamored with your boyfriend. tsukishima did have that effect on people.

“so?” you asked when he came back to the table. “what were you talking about?”

“just asking about the coffee,” tsukishima shrugged. it bothered you how hard it was to read his thoughts. “anyway, how was your day?”

“oh, just the usual,” you shrugged a shoulder. 

“okay, something’s wrong,” tsukishima sighed. “you can just spill it instead of sitting there and sighing for the rest of the day.”

“if you put it that way, i’d rather just not talk about it then,” you shot back. 

“fine, then don’t,” tsukishima murmured, pulling out his phone again. when your food finally came, you picked at it disinterestedly with your appetite gone. 

...

tsukishima knew that there was something wrong with your relationship and he was desperately trying to fix it. ‘well, not trying hard enough,’ he told himself as he dropped you off again at your dorm with a half-hearted peck on your cheek. as much as he wanted to have a nice date after a long day at work, when he noticed what you were thinking about, tsukishima just couldn’t help but snap at you.

he was well aware of how you’d look at and compare yourself to other girls that tsukishima was with and it did hurt him a bit that you’d think so little of yourself. why couldn’t you see how different you were from them and how much he liked that you were you? at the same time, he didn’t like how quick you’d assume that he would leave you or be in a secret relationship with someone else. 

ever since tsukishima took the internship at the museum, he felt as if things had gotten worse too. the fact that his fellow interns were girls too didn’t make it any better. most of the time, he’d ask you to wait outside instead of fetch him because he knew it was going to make you jealous if you saw him having genuine conversations with his fellow interns.

it was a problem that he hated having to deal with, but tsukishima always ended up remembering how happy you two were in those first few months of dating and how he wished he could just return to those times. maybe, maybe somehow he could fix things. 

which was why after receiving your text asking if you wanted to go on a study date at a library, tsukishima jumped at the opportunity. ‘will be a bit late but i’ll be right there,’ he texted in reply. he knew you hated it when he was late but maybe if you saw why, you’d forgive him.

after practically running out the door when his class ended, tsukishima stopped by the cafe you two had gone too just a few days ago. back then, he had asked the girl at the register if it was possible to request for a specific kind of latte art. tsukishima was slightly embarrassed when she made the quick deduction that he was planning to give something to his girlfriend. however, he was pleased to find that he could make a request.

it took some time and tsukishima anxiously checked his watch often while waiting but after a while, he was walking towards the library with two coffees in his hand and a paper bag with your favorite muffin. it was meant to be a little throwback to when you two weren’t dating yet and studied often at the library. one of the things you two bonded over was eating food in secret while hiding behind textbooks.

tsukishima was eager to see the smile on your face when you saw what he had brought. only, as he climbed the steps to the library, he was met with you standing in front with your arms crossed.

...

“where were you?”

“look, i was at work and then i passed by the cafe because i thought you would like some coffee,” tsukishima sighed. “now, can we please go inside? it’s freezing out here.”

“well, why did i see you at the cafe before your shift ended?” you asked.

“because i was let out ear-- wait, you were at the cafe?” tsukishima looked at you in disbelief. “why didn’t you come see me?”

“didn’t want to interrupt whatever appointment you were having there,” you clenched your jaw. when you decided to stop over at the cafe for something to eat and saw your boyfriend there at the counter, it felt as if all your suspicions had been confirmed. now, there was nothing left but satisfaction with the knowledge that you caught him in the act.

“y/n, you have to stop it with this whole jealousy thing,” your boyfriend shook his head at you. “i know it’s easy to feel inferior to other people, i get that.”

“i don’t know. i mean, you’re that kind of guy,” you huffed. “you can just go right ahead and get anyone you want.”

“‘that kind of guy,’“ tsukishima echoed. “is that really how you see me?”

“look, tsukishima. i just want the truth,” you sighed. 

“alright then,” tsukishima let out a sarcastic chuckle. with one hand, he uncovered the top of one of the coffee cups before shoving it in your direction. it was a latte, your favorite one with the condensed milk, judging by the smell, and drawn on the milk foam was a heart.

“tsukishima...” your eyes widened when you realized the situation you had put him in. “but i thought...”

“yeah, you thought,” he scoffed. suddenly, his eyes were hard and the pang of regret that you had felt plunged deeper into your chest. “y/n, i’ve had enough.”

you bit your lip. “but... it was just a mistake.”

“it’s not just that. it’s the fact that you don’t trust me enough. i keep second-guessing how i should do things and i don’t want to do that anymore.” tsukishima looked at the ground, refusing to meet your eyes. “i’m done. that’s it.”

...

tsukishima didn’t think he’d be the type of person who was quick to fall for someone, but he realized after meeting you that he was very wrong in that respect. there was just something about you -- from your adorable small habits to the fact that you caught on to his jokes real quick -- that made it so easy for tsukishima to love your late nights at the library.

he’d never been in a relationship before, neither did he think he’d seek to get into one so soon. tsukishima knew a lot of things could go wrong, but for some reason, while the two of you took turns guarding each other while eating crackers in the library, he felt that maybe the risks were worth it.

which is why he decided to ask you out, and to his complete surprise, you said yes.

on your first date, tsukishima immediately recognized that the dress you bought was new and something in his chest fluttered when he realized that you had probably purchased and worn it for this occasion. ‘does it mean... she cares for me this much?’ he thought, eyes trailing over you as you apologized for being late.

“you look good,” was all he managed to say, even though tsukishima wished he could have said more. and when you smiled and took his hand, he knew then and there that falling for you would be worth it.

“shall we go then?”

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masterlist | karasuno

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this is a masterlist of works i’ve written for the different karasuno members

❀✿＊* whole team 

⇢ karasuno + their favorite spotify playlists | screenshots, crack

⇢ karasuno music idol au | slight crack, hc’s

⇢ karasuno as your housemates | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! characters + weird things that are in their backpacks | uni au, crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! as strange people you came across in your campus | uni au, crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! as university professors | uni au, crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! as dorm roommates | uni au, crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! linggo ng wika au | written in tagalog, crack, hc’s

⇢ karasuno and seijoh + manager who can breakdance | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! characters + hair fails | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! characters and their fave musicals | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! characters as people you meet at a college party | uni au, crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! + dorm ‘meals’ | uni au, crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! + things they do when they’re not okay | slight angst, hc’s 

⇢ haikyuu!! team christmas parties | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! + things they were doing on the internet when they were like... 12 | slight crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! as genshin impact players | slight crack, hc’s, cross-over

❀✿＊* daichi sawamura

⇢ haikyuu!! buzzfeed unsolved au | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! masterchef au | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! as their zodiac signs | slight crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! characters as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! pairings as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ prompts 80 (“i didn’t do it!”) + 81 (“then why are you laughing?”) + 82 (“because whoever did it is a freaking genius.”) | crack, drabble fic

⇢ prompt 93 (”i feel like a freakin’ soccer mom”) | crack, fluff, drabble fic, xreader 

⇢ dressing up as Four Sisters and a Wedding with daichi, sugawara, and oikawa | costume requests, hc’s

⇢ tied up together (daichi x gn!reader) | fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ haikyuu!! + things they do when they’re not okay | slight angst, hc’s 

⇢ haikyuu!! zombie apocalypse AU | slight angst, hc’s

❀✿＊* sugawara koushi

⇢ haikyuu!! buzzfeed unsolved au | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! masterchef au | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! as their zodiac signs | slight crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! characters as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! pairings as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ prompt 124 (“i’m sure i can get some kind of sexual gratification from just staring at him if i try hard enough”) | crack, fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ dressing up as Four Sisters and a Wedding with daichi, sugawara, and oikawa | costume requests, hc’s 

⇢ dressing up as a Sexy Taco and Sexy Saltshaker with sugawara | costume requests, hc’s

⇢ dressing up as Gomez and Morticia Addams with sugawara | costume requests, hc’s

⇢ dressing up as cryptids with sugawara and tsukishima | costume requests, hc’s

⇢ ‘high school sweetheart’ songfic | movie requests, songfic, xreader, slightly dark themes

⇢ haikyuu!! zombie apocalypse AU | slight angst, hc’s 

⇢ sugawara + domestic headcanons | fluff, hc’s, xreader, flowershop fluff event

⇢ match-up + how he would ask you out | fluff, match-up, xreader, flowershop fluff event

❀✿＊* asahi azumane

⇢ haikyuu!! as their zodiac signs | slight crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! characters as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! pairings as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ prompt 68 (“do i regret it? yes. would i do it again? probably.”) + 70 (“i’m not a damsel in distress. i’m a damsel doing damage.”) | crack, drabble fic

⇢ prompt 136 (“i know its like 11pm, but i’m on my way to your house with nacho fries.”) | fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ asahi and tsukishima + s/o with narcolepsy | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ a short asanoya post-volleyball practice drabble | fluff, hq x hq, drabble fic

❀✿＊* tanaka ryuunosuke

⇢ haikyuu!! buzzfeed unsolved au | crack, hc’s

⇢  haikyuu!! as their zodiac signs | slight crack, hc’s

⇢  haikyuu!! characters as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! pairings as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ ‘chun-li’ by nicki minaj songfic | movie requests, songfic, crack

❀✿＊* nishinoya yuu

⇢ haikyuu!! buzzfeed unsolved au | crack hc’s 

⇢  haikyuu!! as their zodiac signs | slight crack, hc’s 

⇢  haikyuu!! characters as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! pairings as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ prompt 15 (“laugh at my jokes! they’re funny and you know it!”) | crack, drabble fic 

❀✿＊* ennoshita chikara

⇢ haikyuu !! masterchef au (second-gen captains vs. first years) | crack, headcanons

⇢ prompt 121 (”why are you holding your boobs?”) | crack, fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ dressing up as Victor and Emily from Corpse Bride with ennoshita | costume requests, fluff, hc’s, xreader

❀✿＊* hinata shouyo

⇢ haikyuu!! buzzfeed unsolved au | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu !! masterchef au (second-gen captains vs. first years) | crack, headcanons

⇢ haikyuu!! as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! pairings as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! as their zodiac signs | slight crack, screencaps

⇢ cleaning goatman’s bridge with hinata | BU!requests, crack, hc’s

⇢ prompts 33 (“can you stop playing connect the dots with my freckles?”) + 38 ( “this is why we can’t have nice things”) | fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ dressing up as Friends with the karasuno first-years | hq!! costume requests, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! zombie apocalypse AU | slight angst, hc’s

⇢ being the msby jackal’s physiotherapist | crack, hc’s 

⇢ match-up + how he would ask you out | fluff, hc’s, xreader, flowershop fluff event

⇢ texts with the msby boys as your boyfriend | fluff, smau, xreader

❀✿＊* kageyama tobio

⇢ haikyuu!! buzzfeed unsolved au | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! pairings as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! as their zodiac signs | slight crack, screencaps

⇢ filming a tiktok video with kageyama at the dauphine orleans hotel | BU!requests, crack, hc’s 

⇢ dressing up as Friends with the karasuno first-years | hq!! costume requests, hc’s

⇢ prompt 92 (“ah, he’s playing hard-to-get. that’s cute.”) | fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ tsukishima and kageyama + crushing on a classmate with a fierce personality | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ haikyuu!! + dating the eldest sister of a poc family | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ kageyama and akaashi + comforting an s/o who has been feeling negative about themselves | fluff, slight angst, hc’s, xreader

⇢ twenty shots of espresso  (barista!kageyama x gn!reader) | fluff, fanfic, xreader, coffeeshop au

⇢ the basics of nail care (kageyama x gn!reader) | fluff, drabble fic, xreader  

⇢ haikyuu!! zombie apocalypse AU | slight angst, hc’s

⇢ day 8 – runaway | angstcember fic, xreader

⇢ match-up + how he would ask you out | fluff, match-up request, xreader, flowershop fluff event

⇢ kageyama tobio + play-wrestling | fluff, drabble, xreader, flowershop fluff event

⇢ kageyama tobio + squishing your cheeks | fluff, drabble, xreader, flowershop fluff event

⇢ teasing and getting him flustered (ft. kenma, atsumu, and kageyama) | fluff, hc’s, xreader

❀✿＊* tsukishima kei

⇢ haikyuu!! buzzfeed unsolved au | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! pairings as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! as their zodiac signs | slight crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu !! masterchef au (second-gen captains vs. first years) | crack, headcanons 

⇢ haikyuu!! characters as shitty groupmates

⇢ tsukishima + picnic date | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ tsukishima + study date | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ conducting a seance using doritos with tsukishima at the winchester house | BU!requests, crack, hc’s

⇢ prompts 5 (“i want to strangle you 99% of the time.”) + 39 (“wait a minute. are you jealous?”) | fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ prompt 79 (“wow somebody needs a happy meal.”) + 149 (“well i mean-””) | fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ prompt 103 (“i’m all for making you miserable by being insufferable, but unfortunately i have things to do today.”)  | crack, drabble fic

⇢ prompt 62 (“if history repeats itself, i am so getting a dinosaur.”) | fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ dressing up as Friends with the karasuno first-years | hq!! costume requests, hc’s

⇢ dressing up as cryptids with sugawara and tsukishima | costume requests, hc’s

⇢ ‘scrawny’ by the wallows songfic | movie requests, fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ asahi and tsukishima + s/o with narcolepsy | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ tsukishima and kageyama + crushing on a classmate with a fierce personality | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ tsukishima + helping his dyslexic s/o with studying | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ akaashi and tsukishima + artistic s/o who doesn’t like studying | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ tsukishima + s/o struggling with being on lockdown together | slight angst, fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ haikyuu!! + dating the eldest sister of a poc family | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ all aboard the mystery machine: a scooby doo au feat. y/n and the gym 3 squad | crack, hc’s

⇢ tsukishima + ice-skating with his s/o who get sick the next day | fluff, slight crack, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ (surprise!) birthday party (tsukishima x gn!reader) | fluff, drabble fic, xreader 

⇢ salty french fries (tsukishima x f!reader) | fluff, slight angst, fanfic, xreader

⇢ tsukishima as a dad | fluff, slight crack, hc’s, xreader

⇢ haikyuu!! zombie apocalypse AU | slight angst, hc’s

⇢ day 11 – delusions | angstcember fic, xreader

⇢ to dedicate a song (tsukishima x gn!reader) | fluff, slight angst, fanfic, xreader

⇢ sendai frogs being besties | fluff, slight crack, hc’s 

⇢ tsukishima + s/o with travel anxiety | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ tsukishima + lifting someone up out of excitement | fluff, drabble, xreader, flowershop event

⇢ match-up + how he would ask you out | fluff, match-up, xreader, flowershop fluff event

⇢ match-up + how he would ask you out (ver. 2) | fluff, match-up, xreader, flowershop fluff event

⇢ tsukishima kei + domestic headcanons | fluff, hc’s, xreader, flowershop fluff event

⇢ tsukishima kei + play-wrestling | fluff, drabble, xreader, flowershop fluff event

⇢ too scared to say (tsukishima x f!reader) | slight angst, slight fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ texts with tsukishima kei as your boyfriend | fluff, smau, xreader

⇢ tsukishima kei as a university professor | fluff, hc’s

⇢  professor!tsukishima kei falling for a fellow professor | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ lying next to you (tsukishima x gn!reader) | fluff, drabble, xreader

⇢ hq gamer!bf headcanons (feat. tsukishima, suna, kenma & tendou) | fluff, hc’s, xreader

‘the same eyes as you’ series:

⇢ pt. 1: the same eyes as you (tsukishima x f!reader) | slight angst, drabble fic, xreader ⇢ pt. 2: it’s good to be home’(tsukishima x f!reader) | fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ pt. 3: by your side forever (tsukishima kei x f!reader) | fluff, drabble, xreader

⇢ haikyuu!! malewife headcanons (ft. tsukishima, suna, sakusa, and iwaizumi) | fluff, hc’s, xreader

⇢ hair clip (tsukishima x gn!reader) | fluff, drabble, xreader

❀✿＊* yamaguchi tadashi

⇢ haikyuu!! buzzfeed unsolved au | crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! pairings as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ haikyuu!! as their zodiac signs | slight crack, screencaps

⇢ dressing up as Friends with the karasuno first-years | hq!! costume requests, hc’s

⇢   ‘through and through’ by khai dreams songfic | movie requests, fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ haikyuu!! zombie apocalypse AU | slight angst, hc’s

⇢ day 14 – last | angstcember fic, xreader

⇢  match-up + how he would ask you out + domestic headcanons | fluff, match-up, hc’s, xreader, flowershop fluff event

❀✿＊* kiyoko shimizu

⇢ haikyuu!! characters as their zodiac signs | slight crack, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! characters as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps

⇢ prompt 70 (“i’m not a damsel in distress. i’m a damsel doing damage.”) | fluff, drabble fic, xreader

⇢ dressing up as The Plastics with kiyoko and yachi | hq!! costume requests, hc’s

⇢ hungry (vampire!kiyoko x fem!reader) | slight nsfw, cw: gore, fanfic, xreader

⇢ match-up + how she would ask you out | fluff, match-up, xreader, flowershop fluff event

  ❀✿＊* yachi hitoka

⇢ yachi + carnival/fair date | fluff, hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! characters as their zodiac signs | hc’s

⇢ haikyuu!! characters as buzzfeed unsolved screencaps | crack, screencaps 

⇢ dressing up as The Plastics with kiyoko and yachi | hq!! costume requests, hc’s

⇢ dressing up as Minun and Plusle with yachi | hq!! costume requests, hc’s

⇢ dressing up as Friends with the karasuno first-years | hq!! costume requests, hc’s

⇢ ‘sofia’ by clairo songfic | movie requests, fluff, songfic, xreader

❀✿＊* coach ukai

⇢ haikyuu!! characters as their zodiac signs | slight crack, hc’s

❀✿＊* takeda-sensei

⇢ haikyuu!! characters as their zodiac signs | slight crack, hc’s

[dinosaurtsukki]

❀ weakness | “it wasn’t like that” “then what was it?” feat. akaashi keiji

⇢ day 9 of angstcember

⇢ synopsis: being with akaashi keiji, the vocalist of your favorite band, was a dream come true for you. however, he soon becomes far too out of reach.

⇢ a/n: i really love thinking of main vocalist!akaashi and i’m so glad i got to incorporate it into an angstcember fic :D

⇢ pairing: akaashi keiji x f!reader

⇢ word count: 2.5k words

ANGSTCEMBER MASTERLIST (feat. haikyuu!! and bungou stray dogs)

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the thing about falling for musicians and band members was that there was always going to be a distance between you two. there was the physical distance between stage and audience, and the fact that no matter how many times you showed up at their gigs and screamed about being their fans, you were never really ‘close’ to them.

needless to say, you didn’t really care about all that when you first watched akaashi keiji, the main vocalist of a student band, sing onstage in the local bar that everyone in university visited on friday nights. he didn’t look that much different from the other band vocalists you’ve seen with his curly, brown hair, white t-shirt and jeans, and dark eyes lined with black that always fluttered shut whenever he sang. no, it was the way he sang that caught your attention. his voice a beautiful tenor that drew out every syllable of the lyrics. it was as if akaashi was the siren and the crowds formed the dangerous waves that pulled you in close. 

the stage lights illuminated the shine of his skin, making him look almost ethereal. the boundary between you and the stage felt even greater even though you were in the very front of the crowd. but when akaashi’s eyes fluttered open to survey the crowd, they landed on yours. 

and somehow, it felt as if the distance between you two had been bridged.

...

ever since that night, you had signed yourself up to be their band’s full-time fan. you followed their social media and marked down your calendar to show up at every single gig. always, always, you made it a point to make your way to the front of the audience whenever they played. even though they were still a local band that was pretty much under the radar, you still knew that meeting them in person would take some time. 

or so you thought.

“hey.”

the all-too familiar voice made you stop in your tracks as you left the bar to hurry back to your dorm. blinking with surprise, you turned around to find akaashi keiji himself leaning against the wall outside the bar with his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket. you thought you were dreaming, but he was looking right at you.

“you’re the girl who always shows up at our gigs here, right?”

“i... um, yeah!” you nodded, trying to smooth your hair as much as you could as you inched closer to him. “i... really like your music,” you smiled shyly. up close, akaashi keiji looked even more beautiful under the dim lights. the liner around his eyes looked perfectly smudged and you noticed a few piercings in his left ear.

“i’m glad,” akaashi smiled, shuffling his feet. “it’s... comforting, you know? to see a regular fan. most of the time we’re not even sure if people are going to show up.”

“tons of people do,” you said.

“but none quite like you,” akaashi narrowed his eyes at you before his lips turned up in a slight smile. “um, i feel like it would be too presumptuous of me to ask this but, would you like an autograph?”

“y-yes! definitely!” you nodded a bit too excitedly. akaashi chuckled and searched his pockets.

“i think i have a pen here somewhere...”

“oh, hold on...” you searched your purse for anything he could write on, only to come up with a few paper napkins that you always kept with you. “all i have is this, though.”

“well, same here,” akaashi said, lifting the only writing instrument he had on him: an eyeliner pencil. you couldn’t help but stare in wonder as akaashi carefully signed the paper napkin before handing it back to you. 

“figured i should do something nice on behalf of the band for our number one fan before we officially disband,” akaashi smiled.

“d-disband? what? why?” you stammered.

“it’s not official yet, i haven’t told the guys about it,” akaashi rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “but, i’ve been thinking that it’s for the best. sure, being in the band is fun but very few actually make it. konoha-san, bokuto-san, and washio-san, they trust me so they’ll believe whatever i say but i don’t want to lead them on, you know?”

“but you guys are amazing!” you protested. “i mean, sure it’s different from mainstream music and all but the lyrics that you have are straight-up poetry and don’t even get me started on the music...”

“you... think my lyrics are poetry?” akaashi looked at you with wide eyes.

“i mean... of course they are,” you said softly. “but, what i’m saying is i believe in you guys. take it from your number fan, why don’t you?” you pleaded one last time. akaashi looked down at the ground, appearing to mull it over, before smiling and nodding.

“alright then. i’ll give it a few more months.”

“you will?”

“but, if nothing happens by then. i’m afraid we’ll have to say our goodbye’s.”

“that won’t happen,” you shook your head. “i just know it.” you carefully folded the napkin with your precious autograph and placed it inside your wallet. “i’ll be seeing you in more gigs, akaashi keiji.” with a wave, you turned around and walked away.

“wait!” 

you stopped again and turned around. akaashi looked, nervous, for some reason as he stuffed his hands in his pockets again. finally, he asked.

“would you like to grab a coffee sometime?”

...

you never thought you would actually be able to get to know akaashi keiji beyond the version of him he presented onstage. in the mornings, he attended class, writing song lyrics in the margins of his notebook, and worked part-time at the library. he liked drinking his coffee black and adding a few drops of lavender oil in his laundry so he slightly smelled like it. and knowing this bits of information made it even more wonderful to watch akaashi sing onstage.

true to what you said, something did happen within the few months that you convinced him not for them to disband. 

“an invitation to play in the university fair? this is huge!” bokuto, the band’s drummer hooted. you watched with a warm smile on your face as you watched the band members you grew to know and love hug each other. from across the room, akaashi caught your eye before gesturing with his head to head outside.

“what did i tell you?” you grinned smugly when the two of you were alone.

“i know, i know. thank you very much for convincing me to keep the band together,” akaashi smiled at you. 

“you can count always count on me to get your hopes up.”

“you have supported our band since the beginning,” akaashi bit his lip as his eyes flickered to the side. “and, i truly appreciate that but... i was wondering if you could support me a bit more... personally.”

“what? of course i will,” you nodded.

“no, i mean,” akaashi paused, inhaled deeply, before continuing. “y/n... i was wondering if you would like to be my girlfriend.”

be his girlfriend? 

how could you say no? 

“akaashi, of course!” you laughed, flinging your arms around his neck. akaashi’s breath tickled your ear as he pulled you close.

“i’m glad, y/n. i’m so glad,” he smiled, looking down at you. you may have started out watching akaashi from afar, but you had made it closer to him.

...

“there can’t be anything better...” akaashi sang as he played a few chords on the piano, trying out a few different ways to sing the line before settling on a progression that he liked and writing it down. his hair was a mess and he was dressed only in his pajama pants because he headed straight for the stand piano in your bedroom after rolling out of bed. 

“i like the second one more,” you said out loud, watching him from where you lay on the bed.

“really?” akaashi cocked his head, playing the chords and singing it again. “hmm... maybe i could have it for the bridge?” 

“definitely! and you can make konoha insert a cool guitar riff right there,” you added.

“are you sure you don’t want to be credited in the album?” akaashi looked at you with a sideways smile.

“i’m not that ready for fame,” you teased.

“ït’s literally just our second release. it’s not one to hit the charts just yet,” akaashi shook his head.

“you wanna bet?” you smirked. 

“maybe not yet.” akaashi scooted over the piano bench and patted the space next to him. “come, sit here.”

giggling, you left the bed to sit beside him. you loved watching his songwriting process up close, how his thoughts just stringed the perfect words together and coming up with the most amazing melody to compliment it. you loved the sound of his voice, whether it was slightly husky in the morning or as smooth as silk after he drank the tea you’d brew for him, and how his fingers danced over the ivory keys.

“there can’t be anything better than, waking up together when the sunlight hits your face just right...” akaashi sang before pausing. “well, that’s all i got for now.”

“it sounds beautiful,” you sighed.

“that’s because it comes from personal experience,” akaashi smiled, turning to place a kiss on your forehead.

“oh, so am i your muse now?” you teased.

“no,” akaashi scoffed, absentmindedly playing a tune on the piano. “muses are people artists abandon when they’re no longer inspired by them. you,” akaashi grabbed your chin and kissed you on the mouth. “are more than that.”

...

just as you predicted, akaashi’s band grew to success in its own time. the title track of the third album was a hit success, much to akaashi and everyone else in the band’s surprise. they had offers to play on radio shows, to live studio sessions, and then soon, they were able to cut a deal with a record label for their next album. it was the life you knew akaashi had always wanted and you couldn’t be happier for your boyfriend.

you had always known that there was something captivating about akaashi, whether he was on or offstage. he grew to be popular among women and men alike and you just had to be comfortable with it. despite all that, akaashi liked to remind his fans that he already had a girlfriend. he never forgot to dedicate the songs he wrote about you on live or recorded performances and in interviews, he liked to blow a kiss at the camera just for you.

as the band’s number one fan, you still made it a point to attend all of their performances but this time, you weren��t at the very front of the crowd. you were farther now, watching akaashi sing onstage from the VIP section. the view was good but you were much farther now and for some reason, you felt uncomfortable about this.

turns out, it was a prelude to something much worse.

the distance between you and akaashi grew. the band was offered a chance to go on-tour so your boyfriend was constantly caught up in band practices, interviews, and composing new music in the recording studio. your calls with him were always cut short by his manager needing his attention. he even stopped his usual practice of dedicating songs to you.

most nights, you lay in your empty, shared bedroom or absentmindedly played the abandoned piano, wishing you could go back to those days when akaashi was always there when you woke up. 

...

 “y/n... you’re here!” konoha greeted you just outside the recording studio’s door. 

“yeah, i wanted to surprise him,” you chuckled, holding up the box of the birthday cake you had brought. for some reason, konoha’s smile faltered at the sight of the birthday cake. “is... keiji here? did he just leave?” you asked, trying to look over konoha’s shoulder.

“y/n...” konoha paused, evidently struggling with what he was going to say. watching him formed an anxious pit in your stomach. “shit... i-i can’t keep lying to you.”

“konoha... what’s going on?” your hands trembled as they held onto the cake box as the voices from inside the studio grew louder.

“akaashi, you said it would be the last time! we can’t keep covering for you.”

“think about how y/n would feel?”

“let me through! let me through!” you exclaimed, pushing past konoha and into the recording studio room.

nothing could prepare you for what you what you were looking at. now, you understood why those ‘recording studio sessions’ would end up late into the night and why akaashi’s manager, a beautiful young woman who always made you feel less put-together, always looked smug around you. 

“keiji...” your voice shook as you watched your boyfriend shift his gaze guiltily to the floor. “how could you...?”

“it-it wasn’t like that--”

“then what was it?” you practically screamed. 

“look, you don’t know what it’s like dealing with all of this,” akaashi rubbed the back of his head. “all the stress and expectations and having to come up with new material--”

“you could have come to me! i’m right here, i’ve always been right here,” you bit your lip and asked what you were afraid to know. “how long has this been going on?”

akaashi shifted uncomfortably. “...a few months.”

you turned to look at bokuto who had been standing awkwardly in the side of the room since you came in. “how long?”

“longer than that,” bokuto murmured. “sorry we didn’t tell you sooner.”

“i can’t believe you,” you shook your head, slamming the cake down on a nearby table. “happy birthday, by the way.”

“y/n, wait!”

you didn’t give akaashi a chance to explain himself because you’d already seen enough. it was only when you were on a bus on the way home that the sadness started to hit you as sobs escaped from your chest. despite all of this, you missed akaashi terribly. you missed the feeling of his fingers brushing hair from your face in the morning. you missed how he’d wave at you through the glass in the recording studio. you missed hugging him and smelling lavender on his clothes. you missed the soft look in his eyes when he composed a new song dedicated to you.

with the tears running down your face, you searched through your purse for something to wipe your eyes only to come across the edge of the napkin inside your wallet. you pulled it out to find the autograph from akaashi, the very first one he ever gave to anyone, and immediately remembered that night when you two first talked. 

‘to my number one fan: i hope i’ll always get to see your face in the front-row’

the thing about falling for musicians and band members was that there was always going to be a distance between you two. at first, you thought you and akaashi had managed to close that distance, only for you to end up even farther than you ever were. 

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[dinosaurtsukki]

❀ nostalgia | “i haven’t seen you since the day we...broke up” feat. kuroo tetsurou

⇢ day 3 of angstcember

⇢ synopsis: airports aren’t really a place where people linger around but you find yourself unable to leave quite yet and face a new chapter in your life. even more so when you run into kuroo, your ex-boyfriend, whose flight has been delayed

⇢ a/n: this is probably my fave so far because i love flashbacks and nostalgia-themed fics. also partially inspired by this movie i watched about two strangers who got stuck in an airport and grew closer. hope you guys like this!

⇢ pairing: kuroo tetsurou x f!reader

⇢ word count: 2.6k words

ANGSTCEMBER MASTERLIST (feat. haikyuu!! and bungou stray dogs)

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kuroo tetsurou wasn’t a fan of being stuck in airports. actually, he wasn’t a fan of being stuck anywhere and having to be idly wait for something. kenma liked to say that it was karma because he kept using that ‘we are the blood that keeps the ball in motion blah blah’ back in high school. he kind of wish he could be like his best friend who was content with waiting for long stretches of time as long as he had his phone or game console.

kuroo sighed as he sat down in the waiting area, pulling his suitcase next to his feet. he already had his lunch and walked around the airport twice, browsing the shops selling overpriced local goods and a few amenities like massage chairs and spas. kuroo pulled out his phone to scroll through social media for a bit only to get bored of that too and glance at his watch repeatedly. there were eight more hours left until his flight. kuroo wished he didn’t have to travel to whole other country for the first time one his own.

little did he know, he was about to get company soon.

...

your flight had arrived at the airport early, way too early for your liking. after piling your luggage on one of the carts in the airport, you idled at the baggage reclaiming area, unable to walk to where departures was. ‘what are you so afraid of? you’ve been waiting to come home for so long,’ you scolded yourself.

a few minutes into your waiting time, you received a call from your mother asking about your flight. you bit your thumbnail anxiously as you talked to her and you don’t know what came over you, but you ended up saying: “sorry, my flight hasn’t left yet.” 

“it’s delayed?” 

“yeah, sorry. i probably won’t be at the airport until night there.” 

“alright. maybe you can find something to do. give us a call when you’re at the airport already.” 

“sure, mom. goodbye,” you said before hanging up. now, with some fresh time to kill, you pushed your luggage around the airport. it had been years since you were last in japan. in fact, this was the very airport you left for the US from. while walking around, you tried to remember if the same shops and stalls were still there. ‘nothing much has changed,’ you thought with a smile, wheeling your luggage cart into what appeared to be a waiting area that had a television and some armchairs. 

you were making your way to one of the chairs when you realized that there was something strangely familiar about the man sitting in that area. he was wearing a gray, business suit and sitting on the chair with a foot propped up on his knee. what struck you most was his hair, black and sticking out it in different directions, when you realized who it belonged to.

“kuroo... tetsurou?” you said aloud. and, at the sound of your voice, he turned to see you.

...

“y/n?”

kuroo couldn’t believe his eyes. here you were, in the airport of all places, with an expression on your face that matched his. you had changed quite a bit since he last saw you but, your eyes, your lips, your face, kuroo couldn’t possibly forget any of those. 

“it’s really you,” he chuckled, standing up and going over to you. 

“yeah, likewise,” you smiled, eyeing him up and down. you’ve never seen kuroo in a business suit and quite frankly, he looked really good. 

“i haven’t seen you since the day we... broke up,” kuroo said, eyes softening as he remembered the painful memory.

“that’s because i hopped onto a plane the day after,” you shrugged a shoulder. 

“ah, right.”

“well, how have you been?” you asked, to ease the awkwardness. “never thought i’d see you in a suit.”

“right? it was weird at first but now it feels like a second skin,” kuroo chuckled. “i work for the japan volleyball association.” 

“no kidding? that’s amazing!” you grinned. “i always knew you couldn’t get away from volleyball.”

“i may not be in a team but it still is fun. and how about you? you’re the one who moved all the way to new york!” kuroo asked.

“well, it wasn’t easy,” you shook your head. “it’s a pretty long story actually.”

unlike kuroo, you were more familiar with airports and traveling from country to country. you didn’t mind lingering in airports, in fact, you enjoyed them quite a bit. you found out that airports were quite similar to each other, no matter what country they were in. furthermore, time always seemed to vary among different people who were either rushing to their next flight or waiting to get to their next destination, wherever it was. 

it felt like some strange form of fate that you would meet kuroo, of all people, in the airport, of all places.

“funny thing is, my flight has been delayed,” kuroo chuckled. “so, i have eight hours to kill.”

“is that so?” you cocked your head and smiled, “i happen to have time to kill too.”

...

“a little bit to the left.” 

“y/n, you just told me to move to the right.” 

“but you moved too much to the right!” you pouted, putting your hands on your hips. kuroo was helpless to that pout so he moved half an inch to the right. you grinned, and crouched down to peer through your video camera.

“alright, perfect! now, just say your lines.” 

as tired as kuroo was, he’d do anything for you and that meant being cast in more than a few of your short films. particularly now that you were trying to put together a portfolio to attend film school abroad. 

“everything alright?” kuroo asked, creeping into your room with a mug of your favorite tea. your hair was a mess and the sweatshirt you were wearing -- kuroo’s sweatshirt -- looked like it hadn’t been washed in days. 

“have i told you how much i hate editing?” you murmured, eyes still focused on the screen.

“once or twice,” kuroo placed the mug on your desk and ran a hand through your hair. you sighed at the touch, leaning back against the chair. 

“i just wish it would magically become like what’s in my head, you know?” you sighed. 

“well, maybe whoever’s looking through your portfolio will just be impressed by my amazing acting,” kuroo joked.

“you’re acting is just alright!” you laughed, looking up and pulling kuroo closer to press his forehead against yours. “i really hope i get in.”

“you’ll do amazing, love,” kuroo murmured, pressing kisses on your forehead. “i just know it.

...

“so, that’s how i ended up with the job!” you exclaimed. you and kuroo had migrated from the waiting area to a small cafe that served really good coffee and cakes.

“amazing! who would have thought a lot more emailing was going to do the trick?” kuroo clapped his hands.

“well, you were the one who taught me how to be persistent in the first place,” you smiled at him before sipping your tea. blackberry tea, still evidently your favorite. kuroo smiled wistfully as he remembered the mugs of tea he’d make and bring to your room whenever he knew you were stressed. he even kept a metal can of blackberry tea in his apartment and when you left, he didn’t know what to do with it. in fact, kuroo had stashed it in the very back of the kitchen cabinet because seeing it reminded him too much of you.

“i’m glad that still stuck with you,” kuroo smiled up at you. 

“how about you? you didn’t completely forget about me, did you?” you joked.

“you? never.” 

you bit your lip at the soft way kuroo said that. of course, kuroo wasn’t the type who easily forgot people. despite how good he was at provoking and annoying people, you knew kuroo was just one of the kindest, most loyal people you would ever meet. 

“in fact,” kuroo leaned back in his chair. “i still do my laundry the way you taught me how.” 

“really? with putting your socks in a laundry net so it wouldn’t get lost?” you laughed. kuroo, raised his pant leg, showing off his socks.

“i’ve had these since university days,” he boasted.

“oh, i think i remember those even!” you played along. kuroo laughed, the sound bringing you back to so many nights spent watching movies and eating cereal at three in the morning. after the break-up, remembering all of those only made you want to burst into tears so you spent a long time trying to bury them in your memory. but after a while, when you thrusted yourself into your new life in a different country pursuing your dreams, thinking back to the good times with kuroo didn’t hurt so much. it was bittersweet, actually.

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“but... i thought--” 

“i know, kuroo, i know,” you sighed, blinking hard and looking up at the ceiling. this was a conversation you’ve been wanting to avoid for weeks. after receiving your application letter and the celebration, you were hit with the realization that maybe your relationship with kuroo couldn’t continue. and what’s more, kuroo kept on talking about how you guys were going to work with the long-distance. you had to break it to him.

“just think about it, okay?” you pleaded. “i’m going to be gone for a long time. even when i do have breaks in between semesters, i’ll probably have to work jobs in between to help pay for living expenses. if we did do the long-distance thing, we wouldn’t even have the time or effort to put into our relationship anymore.”

“i’m willing to!” kuroo exclaimed, his eyes wide and desperate. “i don’t mind waiting for weeks in between calls. i don’t mind that i won’t see you in person for years. i’m willing to work with this because i know you’ll be out there chasing after your dream!”

“kuroo...” you choked back a sob. how could you think of breaking up with him after hearing all that? you were never going to find another man like him. 

but, you wanted other things too.

“i’m sorry, kuroo,” you shook your head. “but, i don’t think i’d be willing to continue with that.”

“y/n, you promised,” kuroo said softly. “you said--” 

“kuroo, it’s easy to promise things when you don’t how it will all turn out in the end.” 

“so that’s it then?” his voice turned cold. 

“we can still be friends--”

“i don’t think so,” kuroo cut you off. “you probably wouldn’t want to put effort in that either.” 

...

“so, are we... going to talk about it?”

“i think the day was pretty much heading to that,” you admitted. after spending a good part of the day talking and walking around the airport, you and kuroo were leaning against a railing, looking down below at the people hurrying to buy their tickets or meeting their loved ones. in a way, you and kuroo felt distant; alienated from the rushing crowd

“i... what i did and said was completely unfair,” kuroo apologized. “at that time, i was upset because all i was thinking about was what i wanted and when that didn’t align with yours, i just told myself that you were the selfish one. and, for that, i’m sorry.”

“it’s alright,” you smiled, looking at the genuine expression on kuroo’s face. 

“i really convinced myself that we were going to last but i guess i was being naive about it,” he chuckled.

“you’re not the only one. i also thought that too for a time but,” you shrugged and looked down at the sea of people below. “life happens.” 

“life happens.” 

“hey, isn’t it almost your flight already?” you asked, looking up at kuroo who checked his watch again. 

“yeah, half an hour actually,” kuroo said regretfully. “what about yours?”

“i... don’t have one,” you finally confessed. “i got off my flight earlier today and i was supposed to be picked up but, i kind of chickened out with leaving the airport and then i ran into you.”

“how come? are you running away from something?” kuroo asked, leaning against the railing next to you.

“well, more like avoiding something. when i step out of this airport, i’ll be heading into a completely new chapter of my life,” you said, staring into the distance before turning to glance at kuroo. then, you held out your hand to him.

kuroo finally noticed what had been pretty much in front of him all along: the ring on your finger. ‘oh,’ he realized, being unable to tear his gaze away from it. 

“i... didn’t notice.”

“i kind of didn’t want you to,” you admitted, taking your hand back. “i feel like you wouldn’t have hung out with me for this long if you knew. so, i guess we’re even when it comes to being selfish.”

“i would have been taken aback a bit,” kuroo agreed. “but, i don’t think i’d really miss out on an opportunity to talk to you.”

“really? i’m glad,” you said earnestly, feeling your chest swell again. “in all honesty, i don’t think i’d feel this okay right now if i hadn’t run into you.”

“likewise. i’m glad to see you again, y/n,” kuroo said, glancing one last time at the ring on your finger. “so, who’s the lucky guy?” he grinned.

“i met him at work,” you felt yourself flush. “it’s funny, actually. we didn’t get along at all at first but, one thing led to another and we ended up together. he’s really sweet, a bit of a nerd to be honest, and,” you shrugged, “he makes me feel loved.” you paused and reached over to squeeze kuroo’s hand.

“if i hadn’t met you, i wouldn’t have known that i deserved to be loved this much.” 

...

your fiancee texted you a few minutes later and kuroo absolutely insisted, despite your protests, to walk you to the exit. there was a strange feeling in his chest, a feeling of tightness that was slowly dissipating, and kuroo could only chalk that up to the revelation that you were engaged.

once again, he had hoped that day that meeting you here at the airport was some kind of special, destined event that was hopefully going to reignite what was lost in the past. in the end, it was a special, destined event, just not the kind kuroo had hoped for.

it hurt, almost as much as your break-up, but kuroo knew he would be able to manage it.

“well, this is me,” you smiled, turning back to him. “it was so good to see you, kuroo. really.” 

“you too,” he nodded, pausing awkwardly, before deciding to spread his arms as an invitation for you to hug him. you laughed and leaned forward, allowing yourself to be engulfed by his arms. for a minute, you remembered standing in the middle of his apartment, wearing kuroo’s sweatshirt again. 

“i’m happy for you, y/n. i truly am,” kuroo whispered.

“me too,” you leaned back. “we got everything we wanted.” just, not each other, kuroo added as an afterthought.

“take care!” you waved, pushing your luggage cart to where your fiancee was parked. kuroo watched from a distance as your fiancee stepped out of his car and greeted you with a hug and a kiss, before helping place your luggage in the trunk. for a moment, kuroo had a vision of him being the one greeting you at the airport, saying something like ‘welcome home, y/n,’ but it disappeared as quickly as it came.

this encounter with you in the airport had already become a part of his past.

kuroo picked up his luggage again, dragging it behind him as he walked back into the airport. it was late and he still had a flight to catch. 

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hello everyone !! welcome to another follower milestone event !! i thought i’d stick with the overall flower shop theme of my blog and have a cute, fluffy event (after that angstcember) for you guys to take part in. 

the categories for the kinds of requests you guys can ask for are listed below. i’m open for accepting at most two requests per person and all requests are open for both haikyuu!! and bungou stray dogs characters. 

available flower orders:

❁ corsages: ‘would you like to go out with me?’

send a short description of yourself and i’ll match you up with a character and write some short headcanons about how they’d ask you out (if we’re mutuals and i know you’re self-ship/i’ve shipped you with someone then you’ll know who you’ll get haha)

❁ single florals: ‘i like being around you’

send me your fave character and a physical affection prompt (you can either type your own or check out this list that i love) and i’ll write a short drabble about it

❁ potted plants: ‘i enjoy coming home to you’

tell me about you and your self-ship and i’ll write some soft domestic headcanons for you guys 

❁ pressed flowers: ‘this reminded me of you’

send me your fave character and i’ll write a short drabble for something they do to show that they love you

❁ bouquets: ‘may i have this dance?’

send me your fave character and i’ll write a drabble for where they would dance with you (either randomly/spontaneously, or planned out

of course, my inbox is always open so feel free to send in some fluffy thoughts (brainrot is especially welcome). i would love to see any self-ship headcanons you guys have or even just screaming about your faves would be awesome. 

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this request event is open from today and will close on wednesday, january 27. there will be a post up when i’ve closed requests but i’ll be writing for this event throughout the week !!

once again, thank you so much for following me and i hope you guys enjoy this event and send in your requests because i would love so much to do them. 

i’ll also be tagging my regular taglist for these requests but let me know if you want to be added to my general taglist too or if you just want to be tagged for this event in particular. i’ll also be using the tag #flowershop fluff for this event.

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requests for this are now closed !!