#karasu angst

[kvrokasaa]

Please, Don't Leave Me

Karasu x reader

cw: Gn!pronouns but afab!reader, reader has female genitalia, implied cunnilingus, and sex, suggestive themes at the end, angst-ish, fluff, kinda forced plot ngl, Karasu's accent might be off, not proofread, Otoya being respectful to a woman 😨, Isagi and Bachira are mentioned once.

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Today felt off. Well, more specifically, the past week has felt off. You don’t know if you’re the only one feeling this way. But it’s like the shift in your relationship has turned.

Every time you try and get attention from your boyfriend, he waves you off. Literally. He waves his hand, acting as if you’re a fly pestering him.

You don’t know what started this behavior. Just two weeks ago you both were fine. Visiting your family and having a nice time. You know it wasn’t anything your family said, they don’t pry into your relationships. But you can’t seem to figure it out for the life of you.

Just last night when you came over to his place, you tried to ask if he wanted to watch a movie with you. It was movie night, every week you both dedicate a night to watching movies, whatever happens, happens. But Karasu simply shrugged and said, “ ’s late and I have early practice tomorrow.”

Karasu never shrugs off movie night.

As to get some clarification for why this is happening, you decide to show up at his practice. And it wasn’t early morning, which made you even more confused.

So much questions and so little answers.

As you make your way to the field, they stopped playing for minute to catch their breaths and drink some water, you pass by a few of his teammates. They all give you confused glances.

You’ve never once showed up to his practices. Only to his games. It’s not because you didn’t want to, he just never asked and you didn’t want to intrude.

You carry a little bag in your hand. He forgot his lunch and, being a good s/o, you decided to bring it with you.

“Hey baby,” the words come out as you rest your head on his back. “You forgot your lunch, here.”

You hand him the bag. It’s already past noon, but you’re guessing he didn’t have anything to eat unless his friends offered some of their food.

He only grunted in response and took the bag from your hand, rather forcefully too. “Thanks.” His response was curt.

He made his way to the benches and set the bag down.

“Why have you been ignoring me,” you’re not sure ignoring was the right word, but it was among the similarities of the traits he’s been showing you this past week. “I’m not ignoring ya.” His voice was laced with malice. You don’t know why, but your body reacted before your brain as it flinched a little.

His words, even the mean ones, never seemed to startle you. But after the agonizing thoughts every night, which caused less and less sleep, you couldn’t think straight. Which resulted in your body moving before you could think to stop it.

If he was concerned or remorseful about his attitude, he didn’t show it. His face was hardened and still, as if it was sculpted.

“It doesn’t feel like that. You’ve been putting me off all week. Not even a good morning text. What’s…” Your voice died off as you saw him turn around and glare at you. He’s acting like you broke one of his million dollar vases, which he does own unironically.

“Is that what ya want? A ‘good morning’ text, a ‘how was your day?’ text? I’m working my ass off all day to provide for me and you and yer complaining that I don’t show enough love? Just be grateful for once in our fucking relationship.”

You wanted to bite back, to tell him that you work too. Sure your job doesn’t pay as well as his does, but he also has the inheritance from his family to back him up. You don’t. You get up every morning and work, you don’t complain either. Sure, what you’re doing now can be classified as complaining, but you rarely ever open your mouth to complain. And you are grateful, you don’t know how many times you’ve been grateful in your relationship with him. It’s not a chore for you, but he’s acting like you’ve never said, ‘thank you,’ to him once.

But you bite your tongue when he opens his mouth again. “I don’t think ya understand, Y/n. I play soccer for me; this is the only chance I get to be away from you. But now you show up and have to ruin everything. Get it through yer thick skull, I don’t want you around unless it’s necessary.”

Your eyes widen at his last sentence. Did he think you were a chore to be around? Did he only want you around when he felt it was convenient? Did he ever think of you as his s/o?

You aren’t one to cry in public places, sometimes you even hold back your tears in your own bedroom. You don’t like the feeling of tears sliding down your cheeks. You hate the feeling of pain and failure. You’ve never even cried in front of your own boyfriend and you have been together for six months now.

But you can’t stop the tear from falling down your cheek and onto the grassy field. You manage to stop the next one, and the one after that. You sniffle and nod your head. You have nothing left to say to him, if he wants space, then you’ll give him space. This is just him setting his boundaries, right?

Right.

“Okay.” You don’t know how, but you manage to hold your head up and keep your tears at bay, along with your voice neutral. “If you really feel that way, then I’ll leave.”

There were many implications behind your words. You could mean the relationship or just the field where you stand in now. You honestly don’t know which one of them you meant. But you let your legs take you away from his one happy place.

He chose his career over you, and you’re fine with that. But you being fine with that doesn’t mean you will settle into this little routine.

You’ll dip your feet into the water, see how much of an impact his words leave in your relationship. If you don’t like the ripples in the water, then you’ll just leave.

He hears scoffs and snorts from his team as he snaps back to reality. “What the fuck dude? All they did was ask you a simple question.” Isagi chimes in. “Yeah man. You did not need to blow up that like.”

Otoya looks over at Isagi and nods his head, “I’m going with Isagi on this one.”

Karasu scoffs. “Shut it, fuckboy. You-” “Don’t tell me what to do moron. You made them fucking cry.”

He made you cry? You’ve never cried before, at least not in front of him. Was he so lost in thought that he didn’t even see your tears? Did his words hurt you that much?

“You gotta fix this before it’s too late~.” Bachira voiced Karasu's thoughts.

...

Your house seems bare and lonely without the smile on your face, or the warm touches from him. Your plants seem to reflect your emotions, droopy and sad.

You make your way to your bedroom, ready to sulk in bed for the rest of the day. Thanks to it being a weekend, you have the day off. Which means you could sulk for as long as you want.

You pull the weighted blanket onto your body and sigh contentedly at the comfort. This is the only comfort you need right now, a stupid rom-com, some junk food, and a good amount of weight.

Your phone goes off before you can delve into the movie too much. You sigh, already knowing who it’s from. You picked it up and just as you guessed, Karasu.

He had a written a whole paragraph about how sorry he is and that he would be glad to make it up to you. You opted to just text him back with:

It’s alright. I know you didn’t mean it haha, it’s late so I’ll talk in the morning. Goodnight!

You already know that he’s going to think something’s up. Let him, he deserves the cold shoulder, an insidious voice sang in the back of your mind. As much as you want to brush the voice away, you know that it’s true. He does deserve the cold shoulder. You’ve been nothing but good to him and he treats you like this?

You let your thoughts run wild and finally determine that you'll respect his words for a bit. If he wants you to leave him alone, you'll leave him alone. You won't go to his practices and games or make him his lunches anymore.

A few hours passed by as you dwelled in your bed. You should probably text some of your friends and ask for a night out. But honestly, you just wanted to stay in and eat all the junk you can.

You've watched at least three rom-com movies; some made you laugh and some made you cry. You want to say that you mainly cringed, but what you mainly did was wish Karasu could act like some of the male leads.

Yeah, he remembers your favorite food and gets you as many things as you want. But you wish he would put away his pride and apologize.

Before you knew it, your eyes drifted off while your mind rambled about Karasu.

...

The smell of pancakes and eggs woke you from your slumber. You yawned and stretched your muscles as you made your way out of bed. You weren't too shocked to see Karasu in your kitchen with the 'kiss the cook' apron you gifted him as a joke on his birthday.

When you two had an argument, he would always cook you food, buy you things, and spend the entire day with you. But those things are meaningless after the argument you had the other day.

But you still let him try.

He smiles when he sees your sleepy face. But his smile turned into a pout when he saw your runny mascara and puffy/red eyes. He did that. He made you cry. Karasu walks up to you and brings you into his arms.

"I'm sorry pretty baby," he kissed your forehead. "I don't deserve you."

You snort at that; there's something you both can agree on. He smiles when he hears your snort. Step one: make you laugh: check.

You both sit at the table and eat the delicious food he made. Contrary to popular opinion, Karasu is actually a good cook. The food was gone in minutes.

"I have a game tomorrow," he says as he chews the last bite on his plate. "I can reserve a front-row seat for you, like always."

You give him a kind smile; you want to say no but his puppy eyes are too tempting. "Okay." Your response was curt, you didn't mean anything by it. But Karasu took it as you giving the same attitude he gave you yesterday. He pouted and grabbed your hand, smoothing his thumb over your knuckles. "I wanna hear ya cheering f'me, okay?" You nodded your head and he smiled at that, bringing your hand up and kissing it. "That's my pretty baby."

You two spent the whole day talking and shopping. You got the things you needed and wanted, and even more things that Karasu thought would look good on you.

The gifts made you smile, but they held most of the weight behind your fake smile. You didn't want to speak out that you didn't need these meaningless things, you just wanted him to hug you and tell you that he loves you. You know that you just have to speak up about these things, but you don't want to start another argument.

Your tongue was bit through the entire day and night with him.

...

You woke up a bit later than intended, but the sleep was welcomed and needed. You felt like the pain and memories of the past few days have been erased.

You felt like you were forgetting something. You yawned and turned on your phone, then it hit you.

Karasu's soccer game. It's 1:30 in the afternoon, you're sure the game is already halfway through. And it's a thirty-minute drive to the stadium. Which means when you get there, it'll be almost over. So, there's no point in going. So you opted to just grab something to eat and turn on Netflix. Yeah, you feel bad, but honestly, Karasu deserves this. Maybe he'll remember not to catch an attitude with you for no reason.

Karasu on the other hand, is distraught. He doesn't remember how many times he's looked over at the stands.

He thought that you were over the other day. He apologized and made it up to you. He took you shopping and to your favorite restaurant.

His mind was elsewhere and he couldn't get into the flow of the game. His kicks weren't on point and his precision was flawed. The coach called him in and swapped for another player.

"Get your shit together or leave."

Karasu took the latter; he needs to see you.

The drive was long originally, but his thoughts made it longer. Every second he wasn't with you, he felt that it was another second you could up and leave his life.

He finally got there and quickly unlocked your door with the spare key. No boxes, nothing packed, nothing is gone. Air came back into his lungs, and he could finally breathe again.

He rushed to your room, his pout getting deeper as he saw you on your bed watching Netflix.

Your eyes widened as he rushed into your room. You swear this man will give you cardiac arrest one of these days. "What..What are you doing here?" Your eyes followed him as he stalked to your side of the bed where you were lying. "Your game, it hasn't even ended yet." He grabbed your hands before he answered, bringing them up to his cheeks.

"Baby, I'm sorry for being a dickhead, but doncha think it's rude to not come when I asked ya to?" He almost whined out. You pouted as you rubbed his cheeks with your thumbs, "I'm sorry," you cooed out. "My handsome boy, I didn't mean to."

He shook his head, "No, don't apologize baby. I shouldn't have yelled at ya. Forgive me, yeah? Just please, don't leave me." He pouted, "I don't think I can go any longer without yer kisses and hugs." He doesn't remember when he got so romantic and cheesy. He used to laugh at people who were obsessed with their s/o and used to call them mediocre. But now here he is, so fucking obsessed with you. He feels like he can't breathe when you don't give him your love. He lives off it.

"I love ya so much, my pretty baby." He brought one of your hands to his lips, peppering kisses all of it as he looked into your eyes. "Ya don't gotta say it back, jus want ya to know."

And you did know, especially through his actions. The way he kisses you, the way he dotes on you, and the way he went down on you for hours. No amount of whines and pleads for him to stop, no amount of " 's too much," were enough to stop him. His tongue and his groans against you made you feel both pain and pleasure. Karasu loves you so much and proved that while he fucked you all night.

a/n: His accent, his smile, him <3333 Karasu is just ahbsdjsdhsdje. I'm acting up for this man

[nightfox67]

Oh Karasu..... It'll get better I promise.... The liquid is a mix of blaze powder and liquid Redstone btw.

[chiipay]

Omg I love your works!!

So basically I really want the 'protecting you' scenarios (like the reader is getting harrassed and our bllk bfs throw a punch) of Rin, Karasu, Nagi and Barou (and anyone else you want!!!) Thank you 🥰🥰

Okay (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ I'm suck at this scenarios so I'll try my best (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

F*CK OFF 👹- ITOSHI RIN

You and Rin are just strolling in the supermarket to pick up some groceries since you kinda ate everything in the fridge as it was for 'emotional food therapy' you said to Rin. He didn't budge about it and just grabbed the back of your shirt and dragged you to the supermarket with him.

The thing happened when he left your side for a minute because his teammates called up on him there and he had to shoved them to the other side because they seem to be bugging you in his eyes.

You were just strolling down to find some ice cream for Rin- bending your body a bit to grab out from the cooler. A whistle from a guy behind you was heard making you shudder and alert of it. You quickly stand up properly and twist your head 90° (jk) to face the guy. You thought about slapping him but you somehow met with an unconvincing entrance of Itoshi Rin already grabbed the collar of the guy shirt-

You quickly step in and drag Rin away from the poor guy who now looks anxious while you mutter a small apology to him somehow you felt bad. As you drag rin away from the scene, Rin looks towards the guy while lifting middle finger to him as he grumbles a lot of curse words making you drag him with you even faster-

"I'm gonna kill you- gonna hunt you- fuck you- kys- go die- commit suicide- don't stare at her- fuck you- fucking disgusting- die die die-" you have to put your hand on rin's mouth so he wouldn't try to curse the poor guy whole generation.

BEGONE 🗣️‼️- KARASU TOBITO

Dang- you just wanted to see karasu at practice today- why is this happening to you..ughhh-

Some guy came up to you while you were navigating about the location karasu gave you. The guy kept bugging you to have a ride with him in his vehicle but even with so many refusal he seems to not be getting a hint. You were thiiiiissssss 🤏 close to hit him with your purse.

" come on, it will be fun-"

He whistles at you making you infuriating even more.

' dang-just leave me alone- WHY THE HELL KARASU SEND ME A LOCATION OF NOWHERE TO BE FOUND-"

You walk even faster on the sidewalk completely ignoring the guy who kept giving offers to you. You didn't even realize his vehicle stopped as he stepped out of his own vehicle and started to walk up to you.

You noticed the guy a minute later before you started to run for your life while that same guy chased after you. ' OH SH-'

You bumped into some hard chest making you look up instantly and met with the so-called crow head. Karasu smiles cheekily at you and looks at the guy who chased you who's now just standing in front of karasu.

" thanks for assisting her, sure you got some business to do aren't yah? "

Karasu put his hand on the guy's shoulder. You didn't know what was happening due to karasu holding you close to his chest. But you could hear the guy slowly walking away leaving you and karasu alone.

" sorry- yer good? Thought you got lost in the forest for a sec."

" you did a shitty job on sending a location-"

"my bad. Let me treat ya some goods kay?"

TING KE TING🔥- NAGI SEISHIRO

You weren't a big fan of football but somehow Nagi managed to drag you into one of his games today. You have lost when he started to give you a puppy eyes look. It was his cheeks you think that your defense got lost there. Bro has chubby cheeks you could not resist.

You sigh deeply as you look towards nagi from your seat. Yeah he's good at playing it- it's not like you are mesmerized by his goal when he trapped the ball perfectly and tricked his ally thinking his going to pass it- yeah you definitely aren't mesmerized by it.

" hi- is this seat taken?" A pair of eyes came into your vision as the guy asked you.

"oh- uh no.." you shake your head a bit. The guy smiles towards the answer and happily sits next to you making you try to distance yourself away for a bit---🤏

"that guy is good right? That number 10, nagi. " The guy leans a bit towards your side making you anxiously getting nervous asf.

" Huh-? O-oh oh yeah number 10? He's very good at trapping.. he's a good player." You nervously laugh a bit. It's kinda funny to talk about your partner to some stranger. You talked to him for a bit while making a conversation about football which you weren't interested in but still managed to answer because Nagi used to ramble it to you. While talking, you didn't notice Nagi sending death glare at the guy you were talking to from afar.

You stop talking for a bit as you look back to the field to seek for Nagi just to find him looking at you while pouting from the very far. You got confused as Nagi lifted his hand and pointed to the seat next to you making you look at the side and see the guy who looked at you too. It took you a second, before you widened the hit as you looked at Nagi again and shook your head lots of times while making an explanation in a sign language.

Nagi looks at you for a bit before returning back to his teammates clearly ignoring your demure. Oh no. Looks like you gotta prepare yourself when you get back home..

RAWR RAWR 💥- BAROU SHOEI

" here- try this on." Barou who is lending his jacket to so you could be covered properly.

Barou who would blame the society who can't keep their eyes to themselves. Barou blames his own kind for not being able to keep their hands off someone who's uncomfortable with touching. He's mad for sure. He put his jacket securely around your waist before neatly settling it jacket's hands into a pretty bow.

It wasn't your fault and Barou knows that. Barou almost put up a fight with some guy on the street when the guy started hitting on you.

"...sorry" you mutter in a small voice as Barou leads you to sit on a bench.

"it's not your fault. Don't be sorry." Barou who's treating you carefully not wanting to upset you from what happened earlier. He felt like he was the one who should apologise to you for not being there.

"...i wanna go home.."

" mhm..got it. Want me to carry you? It's already late, no one is here so we can have the night for ourselves." Barou who softens his voice so you wouldn't be scared by him.

"...that would be nice..." He slowly reaches his hands before making it way to your back and under your thighs and lifts it up.

" do you want something along the way? There would be a convenience store nearby." You shook your head and Barou hummed in response. Barou who carries you as you slept peacefully under his care. Barou who would punch the guy that bothered you if he ever saw him again

[jifloulette]

"The morning fog feels so thick, doesn't it?" It reminds me of the confusion clouding my mind since we drifted apart

ITOSHI RIN, rensuke kunigami, michael kaiser, BAROU SHOUEI, eita otoya, OLIVER AIKU (bllk) || yuji terushima, toru oikawa, tsukishima kei, KAGEYAMA TOBIO, kenma kozume, KYOTANI KENTARO (hk)

"The night feels darker than usual, doesn't it?' It reminds me of the emptiness i feel without your light guiding me.

hiori yo, BACHIRA MEGURU, aoshi tokimitsu, YUKIMIYA KENYU, chigiri hyoma, nijiro nanase, REO MIKAGE (bllk) || lev haiba, hajime hinata, BOKUTO KOTARO, yamaguchi tadashi, NISHINOYA YU (hk)

"The horizon stretches endlessly, doesn't it?" It makes me think of how far our future once seemed, but now feels unreachable

YOICHI ISAGI, nagi seishiro, zantetsu tsurugi, KUNIGAMI RENSUKE, alexis ness, ITOSHI SAE, jyubei aryu (bllk) || daichi sawamura, SUGAWARA KOSHI, hajime iwaizumi, WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA, osamu miya, SHINSUKE KITA (hk)

"The rivers flows so calmly today, doesn't it?" It reminds me of the peace I've been searching for, but cant seem to find without you.

REO MIKAGE, nagi seishiro, karasu tabito, ryusei shidou, ITOSHI RIN, ITOSHI SAE (bllk) || suna rintaro, ATSUMU MIYA, hinata shoyo, tendo satori, AKAASHI KEIJI, asahi azumane, KAGEYAMA TOBIO (hk)

"The gentle sway of the trees feel like a dance, doesn't it?" It reminds me of the rhythm or our love story, flowing gracefully through every season together.

YUKIMIYA KENYU, bachira meguru, YOICHI ISAGI, reo mikage, michael kaiser, HYOMA CHIGIRI, (pre wildcard) kunigami rensuke (bllk) || HINATA SHOYO, iwaizumi hajime, BOKUTO KOTARO, suna rintaro, SHINSUKE KITA (hk) + your faves !!

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im literally back in my grind because wdym i posted THREE fics in the span of two days?? im sorry if some of these hurt, at least i added fluff at the end, i guess..?

[kenyummy]

LOOKING OUT FOR YOU — KARASU TABITO

SYNOPSIS: karasu tabito has always looked out for you. when you meet his best friend, otoya, that fact still does not change.

note: lol sorry guys i felt a little silly

wc ;; 2.5k

You have known Karasu Tabito since you have been in diapers.

It's always been a known fact. Your mothers met each other at the hospital, became friends, and eventually, you two met. That fateful day, you met Karasu Tabito and your life has never been void of him since.

At age three, you two went out to a waterpark and that was the first time he kissed you.

(It wasn't really a kiss—you accidentally fell on top of him after sliding down a waterslide, he promised he'd catch you, and he did—his mouth just happened to land on yours). You were so disgusted you started to cry—he gagged and ran away.

At age five and a half, you both had your first sleepover. He had a big scary dog that was almost as big as you were and scared you half to death. You were so terrified of the thing you refused to let go of the bottom of his stupid purple Megatron shirt.

You spent the entire night sleeping by his side, and he never once softened his grip on you—it was the only thing that lulled you to sleep. Your mom still had photos of you clinging onto him like it was life or death.

At age twelve, you two entered middle school together. You've never spent a day without him—so it was quite strange when you were forced to enter a strange, new class—and even weirder when your female classmates gave you both googly eyes and always giggled whenever you were around. You never really understood what they meant by this—and to this day, you still don't.

You and Karasu Tabito have known each other since you two were able to walk, and because of this fact, you've never once noticed the way he looks at you.

The soft stares, small smiles (not those stupid, cocky smirks that he holds when he's out on the field—but rather, a grin that curls up on his lips and makes his cheeks grow pink), and the thoughtful, almost unnoticeable actions he takes only for you.

You've never seen it—not now, not never, is what he's hoping. If there is one thing Karasu Tabito shall never do, is tell you what he's done. He'll wait, maybe for a day he will see you stare at him with just as much fondness, or when your touch will linger on his upper arm for a minute too long.

He's always been good at analyzing people—and when he's known you for so long, you've surely become no exception. It was a habit you hated so much, but one he never seemed to be able to get rid of—only able to hide, for the sake of your wellbeing. He's grown soft, he thinks, every single night after he's lying alone in his bed and staring blankly up at the ceiling. He has grown soft for you, his best friend since childhood. But that isn't so much of a bad thing, he thinks again.

He doesn't mind all that much. 

The crow, once wild and rowdy, is content with the preening it receives from its owner—and learns to love its life trapped inside the golden cage. He will wait, patiently, for the day you would fall for him—at least, that is what he was originally planning to do.

At age eighteen, he introduced you to his best friend, Otoya Eita. A notorious football player, playboy, and womanizer. There is a good reason Karasu had waited so long to introduce his two closest friends together, and that is because Otoya had quite a history with all of Karasu's female friends. 

He's told him to quit it, to stop—but it's never been as serious as it is now.

"Seriously man, don't with her." Karasu sits beside his friend with narrowed eyes and a frown. Otoya's expression is nonchalant as ever, except with a singular brow raised in question.

"What's got you so pissed? I didn't even say anything."

"I know you. Don't, dude. She's different, okay? I don't care about whatever happened with the others, but you seriously need to lay off."

Otoya raises his hands in mock defence, half-lidded eyes widening ever-so-slightly. "Alright. Promise. I won't do anything."

Karasu raises a brow, staring at his whistling buddy from the corner of his eye—he couldn't help but doubt him. Still, he was his closest friend from Blue Lock, and he should do well to trust that said friend—even if Karasu Tabito should know better.

He really should've known better.

As soon as Otoya caught sight of you—he slid next to you, ever so casually—with his phone stuck out and a small smile playing on his lips—asking for your number. You were shocked, of course, and Tabito had no shortage of criticism regarding his green-striped friend to speak to you—still, he was pretty cute, and pretty charming, with that grin.

So, despite your better judgement, and to Karasu's horror—you momentarily forget his words and nod—still in shocked silence—and pass him your phone. 

Karasu doesn't think he's ever seen Otoya that happy. Still, you don't look uncomfortable—even with that gross, stupid man pressed right to your side—so Karasu holds his tongue and simply chews down, hard, on the inside of his cheek to stop himself from cursing his friend out.

The crow introduces the both of you together, and it does not take long at all before, he, who was sitting on the opposite side of the table from you two, becomes the so-called third wheel.

Karasu Tabito could only stare in silence as you and Otoya, surprisingly, held a decent conversation.

Tabito nearly socked Eita in the face when he slid his arm around you and winked—a cheesy, stupid action that could make even the most romantic author gag in horror.

Even so, you smile—and Tabito's heart drops to his stomach.

...

Karasu had mostly forgotten about this moment for a good week—choosing to just enjoy your presence after that. However, after that week of peace, he was rudely reminded just how persistent Otoya could be with girls.

"Otoya... is a nice guy." You point at your phone, showing it to your best friend with a smile. Your cheeks are flushed pink as you type back a response to his message—but it's half-written and unsent when Karasu snatches the device out of your hands.

He's never seen something so disgusting. It's vile. It's horrible. It's so gross.

"What the fuck?" He curses absentmindedly, eyes wide with disgusted shock as he reads over your conversations. At first, it was about Karasu and both your friendships with him—but those conversations soon turned into deeper, personal talks that you'd never shared with anybody but him. 

You try and grab at your device—he pulls that stupid move where he holds it up higher than you can reach—you practically fall into his arms trying to grab the phone, "Tabito!! Give it back!!"

"Are you serious?" He looks down at you with furrowed brows and lips pulled taut downwards. He steadies you with a hand on your shoulder, eyes narrowed sharply. "I told you not to fall for this. Didn't I tell you about what he does to girls? I told you not to talk to him!"

Before this, you've never gotten truly angry at him. Sure, you'd fight—but not even an hour later, either one of you would come back and apologise for whatever petty thing had transpired in the fight. That was just how your friendship was, and he never thought it would change.

Not until now, that is.

You look up at him with a deep frown and an angry stare—not the kittenish one that makes him laugh and ruffle your hair, but a different type of stare—where you are trying to dig knives into his skull and he thinks all the breath has been stolen from his lungs, "Why do you always do this? You always act like this whenever I try and talk to a guy—but this time, you're really acting like a fool! He's your friend, shouldn't you approve more than the past, oh I don't know, seven?!"

His wide-eyed shock is an opening for you to grab your phone back—so you do, and take a good few steps back.

I'm just... trying to look out for you... However, his thoughts go unspoken in his stupor.

Your voice is quieter now—arms folded underneath your chest and clearly avoiding his gaze, "I think you should go... Tabito. I'll talk to you later."

You murmur and walk away—with each step you take, he thinks he hears his heart shatter a little more inside his chest.

...

He slumps down on his desk with his head in his hands. He doesn't know what to do. He feels so stupid. He hadn't even realised it himself—had he really been so disapproving of all those guys that you'd stopped talking to them completely? And he didn't even know?

He feels more selfish than ever.

He feels sick, actually.

"Hey."

This voice is not one he'd like to hear right now. The source of his problems and pain—Otoya. Karasu groans and doesn't raise his gaze—his chest starts to hurt. "Go away."

He doesn't hear footsteps, so Karasu assumes he does not follow his demand. His thoughts are proven correct when Otoya speaks again, "She told me about whatever happened before."

Karasu clenches his jaw hard to stop himself from speaking. He feels like even more of a piece of shit. He just had to bring it up, didn't he? If he didn't introduce you two, this wouldn't have even happened, anyway. Maybe he should keep his lives separate next time—in whatever life he would live next.

"I know she's your friend and all, and you're super worried about her because of that—but I promise I won't do anything."

Those words make Karasu lift his gaze—tired eyes from the lack of sleep he got last night make his despair abundantly obvious. Still, Otoya's nonchalant expression that he always has plastered on his face does not budge an inch. "I promise you before, too. I won't do anything. I swear. I really like her. Like a lot. I swear, I won't hurt her. If I do, you can beat my ass, and I'll take it. So don't be petty like this, okay?"

The words don't soothe the ache in his chest.

Those words he spoke before, just before Otoya had met you—Karasu was worried about this exact scenario happening. But thinking back on it now—was he even worried about you?

He finds himself doubting it. In fact, it feels so much more natural to say that he was worried about himself. That he'd get hurt like this if this happened.

The lack of response from Karasu gives Otoya the answer he was looking for—the last thing he hears as Otoya walks away is an annoyed sigh.

Karasu is, once again, left alone in his room. 

He really wants to collapse and just never wake up. He hates this.

Karasu Tabito really is a selfish man. He wants you all to himself yet never tells you—he truly is the worst man alive.

I... just want you.

That's all. That's all he knows.

His chest aches even more and he thinks his heart may just go beating out of his chest. He grits his teeth, hard, and clenches his fists over his face. 

The crow in the golden cage is afraid to let go—so in such an act of desperation, it grabs onto its owner's arm—clinging and screeching before they can possibly move away.

He is selfish. You're all his heart has ever known—and you are all he wants. He thought he could wait and everything would turn out fine—but now, he sees that he was so, so wrong.

...

He'd made up his mind. He couldn't wait any longer. He had to tell you. Otherwise, these feelings would rot away in the back of his mind forever and whatever was left after that—and Karasu would die, simply unfulfilled and empty, lacking the love that is you.

The lingering stares, the small touches a bit too close to be friends, the words whispered into your ears late at night when you come to him in tears—all of that can't be for naught. 

This couldn't all be for nothing.

He has to tell you. It's now, or never. 

He finds himself running down the street in low-hanging pyjama pants and a black tank top—it's cold, really cold on his tanned skin—but he can hardly feel the snow pricking at his skin as his slippers make contact with the damp concrete ground.

He has to tell you.

He has to tell you.

Otherwise—

He looks around frantically for the spare key your parents keep outside your house. Underneath the potted plant. Right.

He effortlessly lifts the giant pot of aloe vera, and cracks open your door, silently—the first thing he hears is the loud blasting of corny Christmas music, and the sound of your voice laughing along to a song sung by the Whoville residents.

He has to tell you.

His breathing picks up, and he runs forward—however, Tabito is stopped in his tracks, by another voice.

It is Otoya.

If this is truly what heartbreak feels like, then Karasu Tabito is not sure why humans even bother to fall in love. Maybe it is a primal, instinctual reaction that has no logical explanation or meaning to look into—it is simply a blessing, or curse, of nature that cannot be stopped or ignored.

Love is an unexplainable thing. 

It makes you feel so many strange things. Foreign, unnatural, and most of all—weird. Love is really, really weird.

It makes you wish to cry, then smile as far as you possible can. It makes your stomach twist with butterflies and makes you have the inexplicable urge to press your lips together with another person. An act of love only shown by humans. An act of love that the crow could never have.

Love makes you selfish, soft, and weak.

But love can also make you giving, tough, and strong.

Love makes Karasu Tabito walk away.

Love makes Karasu Tabito leave you, with the words silent and dead in his mouth.

Even as the cold winter air nips at his nose and he feels like his stomach is trying to collapse in on itself, Karasu Tabito still feels love. This sort of love is so inexplicably strong and all-consuming—a love that he has always felt for you.

The kind of love that will set you free.

Perhaps the crow had dug his talons too deep into its owner—and now, it was left, stuck alone in that golden cage with blood shining on its claws and silent.

Now, it must fly away.

Karasu's always looked out for you—this time, he thinks, maybe, this is the best for both of you.

You looked so happy. You've never looked that happy with him. The thought makes his heart ache and his thoughts jumble up. He stands in the snow—his loose, ungelled hair falls down his neck and snowflakes look like glitter in his deep purple hair.

He really does love you, and that's why he lets you go.

© ILIVERAEE 2024

[niyoriix]

#2 blue lock x reader chats!

[lazyalani]

Will love be enough?

Blue Lock Men as Angst Lines

In another life, I would make you stay

— sae, rin, seishiro, noel, tabito

We're not broken, just bent

— hyoma, yoichi, niko, kenyu, hiori

Oh, silly, silly girl, he never even loved you

— aiku, eita, lorenzo, ryusei

Before it's too late, I'll take a step away

— rensuke, sae, seishiro, aiku

Well, it burned

— sae, shouei, meguru, michael, alexis, ryusei, noel

He's made his choice, now it's time to make yours

— sae, rin, seishiro, shouei, yoichi, noel, meguru, kenyu, ranze, aryu

Time will come that priorities will change

— reo, sae, rin, yoichi, hiori

The more friends he make, the bigger the lump on ny throat gets

- seishiro, reo, meguru, hyoma

I shouldn't have ignored the alarms on my head

— sae, aiku, eita, rensuke, snuffy, ryusei

Am I crazy? Maybe, we could happen

— rin, kenyu, aiku, reo, ryusei

Before I love you, I'm gonna leave you

— yoichi, meguru, niko, aiku, hyoma, tabito, alexis, loki, ranze

Before I'm someone you leave behind, I'll break your heart so you don't break mine

— rin, shouei, seishiro, reo, rensuke, eita, michael, ryusei

Even if I'm not here to stay, I still want your heart

— sae, kenyu, reo, michael, rin

Every word we can't take back

— sae, rin, seishiro, michael, shouei

How do you go from making one your home and then just letting it all go?

— yoichi, hyoma, meguru, nijiro, tokimitsu, reo, kenyu, hiori, rensuke

Where have the times gone?

— sae, rin, rensuke, yoichi, meguru

Where are the plans we made for two?

— sae, rin, reo, yoichi, kenyu, rensuke

Have I crossed the line?

— sae, rin, ryusei, seishiro, rensuke, shouei

[thebestsetter]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers ♡

1) Sports. Being more specific, volleyball and football. I can't see myself in a world without sports, and I love to watch them all (I'm so hyped for the olympics!)

2) My dog. He's such a cutie 😭💕

3) Music. Any kind of music, but I specially love brazilian songs and love songs (bossa nova and Laufey>>>>)

4) Angst with no comfort at the end. I love to suffer

5) Karasu Tabito and Michael Kaiser. Literally my favorite blue lock characters. If the world is against them, I am against the world 🫶

This was fun to make ����

[okkalo]

ditched

karasu x reader

genre(s): angst? to comfort, exes to lovers?

warnings: reader gets canceled on before a party

this is after blue lock

part 2 is here

guess who’s prom date cancelled on them 😋😋 so yeah this will be self indulgent (can u guess who my comfort character is)

it was six in the evening when karasu came across your slumped figure sitting in front of your front door. it didn’t take a genius to notice you all dressed up, yet your face was a red mess from the crying you had done. it came as a surprise to you both, neither of you expecting to see the other at the moment.

“what are you doing here?” you asked, voice rough as you lazily wiped your tears away, shying away from his gaze. his heart stopped when he saw you, broken in front of him.

“what happened?” he asked as the breath that had caught in his throat escaped. his softened eyes scanning you while cautiously approaching you. it didn’t take long for him to plop down next to you, his hand reluctantly coming up to rub your back. and it sure didn’t take long for you to break down, once again.

your frown deepened at the overwhelm of emotion, eyes immediately filling with tears. he saw, urging you with a push of his other hand to fall onto his chest. you followed, your hands bunching up his lazy t-shirt.

here you were, sobbing into your ex’s chest, wailing about a guy who had ditched you for another date. by the end of your breakdown he had figured out the whole story, saving you from a groggy explanation.

your sniffles marked the end of your crying session. you slowly tore yourself away from your ex’s embrace, keeping your head down to avoid him seeing your puffed face. you knew full well it didn’t work when he moved your hair out of your face.

“so, what are you doing here?” you awkwardly tried to change the topic, finally looking up to meet his eyes. he could only chuckle.

“i came to drop off some of yer stuff,” he pointed the laundry basket he dropped on the ground when he rushed towards you. it was evident he didn’t care how it fell, the newly washed clothes all sprawled over the ground.

“ah,” you nodded, awkwardly looking back over at him. your eyes caught onto the wet stain on his shirt, very obviously from you. “sorry,” you muttered, giving a lazy point when he gave a questioning gaze.

“it’s fine,” he answered. it didn’t take long for a moment of silence to wash over the two of you. both wanting to talk but not knowing what to say. “y’know that guy is a douchebag.” you giggled at his attempt to clear the air.

“yeah,” you could only agree, eyes falling to your hands sitting in your lap.

“you look amazin’,” he continued, eyes never leaving you and you’re embarrassed reactions.

“thanks,” you sighed, keeping your head down, “…just wish i had somewhere to go.”

“we could go somewhere,” he quickly answered, your head jerking up in surprise. maybe it was the way he said we? or maybe it was the fire in his eyes as he said it. or simply just that your ex—of all people—suggested taking you out somewhere.

you and karasu didn’t exactly end on bad terms. your reasoning for every time someone asked about you two was always “bad timing”, which was true. a year after you two had started dating he was sent to blue lock where you had to live with not seeing him for months. it was when he was granted a two-week break that you guys cut it off, him broken but understanding.

either way, it was weird. not weird enough to fully decline though. “where would we even go?” you questioned after a moment of thinking.

“wherever ya want,” he shrugged, eyes falling to somewhere in the distance, giving you a view of his side profile.

there was another minute of silence as you thought, your stomach rumbling in the process. he turned his face back to get a view of your embarrassed face. “hungry? we can go eat,” he suggested.

“i want mcdonald’s,” you shyly admitted, a smile making its way onto his lips at the confession.

“mcdonald’s it is. ‘m payin’,” he got up, offering you his hand in aid, which you took.

“wait, but i can’t be looking nice while you look like that,” you stated as he pulled you up with a gentle tug up.

“ouch,” he gave a hurt look, to which you just rolled your eyes at.

“y’know what i mean,” you sighed, trying your best to ignore his signature smirk. “i still have that suit from my aunt’s wedding, come on.” he could only smile at the memories as he rushed back to collect the dropped laundry basket before running into your house.

five months of dating is when you forced him to attend your aunt’s wedding with you. you stated, “if i have to suffer, so do you.” he didn’t mind though, he thought it was fun to meet your family and hear your whispered gossip throughout the venue. your family welcomed him too, asking when you two were going to get married, to which you always blushed, trying to avoid his gaze.

he would never admit it but that was his favorite day. the memory soon dissipated as he walked out of the bathroom, now dressed in the suit you had kept in your closet. he didn’t miss the way your mouth opened in awe or the way your eyes sparkled. he looked the same as he did that day, maybe even better.

“am i that good lookin’?” he chuckled, cheeks heating under your gaze. you rolled your eyes and muttered a small “shut up”. you guys had the same conversation on the wedding day too.

“i bet you still can’t tie a tie,” you mumbled, walking up to finish his outfit with the blue tie he had once worn.

“i could do it back then, yer just picky,” he fought back, eyes falling onto your focused face that wasn’t far from his. he’s missed this, he realizes in the moment. the way his heart ached told him exactly that. and you did too.

with a sigh you finished the tie, smacking him lightly on the chest twice to signal you had been done. “okay, let’s go then.” neither of you spoke up about missing each other’s warmth at that moment. instead, you went to mcdonald’s as friends, acting like nothing more.

will most likely part 2 this

unedited thanks for reading

[kvrokasaa]

Fake Love

cw: smut, suggestive themes, angst, no comfort, no pronouns but implied afab!reader, drunk!characters, multiple fandom

wc: 869

The call you've been dreading, and hoping for, finally came. Always at the same time too, in the middle of the night.

His command was simple but authoritative. Come over and show him what he's been waiting for. You could tell by the way he talked that he's drunk.

You should've expected that though. He never calls unless he gets intoxicated, only ever wanting you when he can't remember.

The devils are out and partying as you drive to his place. You wish that you could just turn around and stay home. Maybe you could drink a glass of wine, no the whole bottle, because this would only break your heart.

No matter how much you try to deny him, he always comes back.

You pull into his driveway, no matter how many times you come to his house, it never ceases to amaze you. Your engine stops and you step out of your car.

To keep you satisfied he bought you a car, a nice one. Some might interpret this as a sugar daddy situation, but you know that would be better than the situation you're in right now. You wouldn't even classify yourselves as friends with benefits. Not even flings.

"You're here!" His eyes were tired, but not from lack of sleep. You could see and hear the alcohol he's had.

You try to muster a smile, but you can't even fake one. You can't even look him in the eyes without wanting to cry, but you pull through your emotions. You muster up the strength to look him in the eyes.

"I missed you baby!" He opened his arms and leaned in for a hug.

You pulled back but he still managed to hug you, a tight one too. His nose touched your neck as he left feather-light kisses along your neck.

Clothes were thrown to the floor, leaving a trail to his bedroom. His kisses were deep but lacked the passion you wished for. His touch was light but still left the scars you wished would heal. The moans were real; and although you wished they were fake, they lacked the love you've always wished for.

He kissed your thighs, sucking small hickies onto them along with small bites. He just gave you the same orgasms he always gave you, although they were always great, they lacked the passion, the love, and the tender moments you wish for.

He made his way up to your chest, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake. "I love you, baby." His eyes were closed as he spoke the words you've always wished he would say. But tears still pricked your eyes because you knew the words weren't real. He would never say these words to you if he were sober.

He never acknowledges your presence when he's sober. It's as if you're not even there; he doesn't text, call, or look your way when you pass.

He sees your tears and pouts. He kisses away the tears on your cheeks, but that doesn't stop them.

His pout was real, the sadness he feels when he sees your tears is real, but you didn't know this. Of course you didn't. You can't look past his playboy tendencies.

The night was long as your naked bodies mingled together; his thrusts were deep, your whines were true, and your nails down his back were painful. But he didn't mind the pain, he liked the feeling, he liked knowing that your mark is what made other girls stay away. You owned him and you didn't even know.

As the climax from both of your bodies came, he laid his body down next to yours. His arms wrapped around your body and his head on your chest. He snuggled close to your body, the warmth from both of you radiating off each other.

"Remind sober me how much I love you, yeah?" You felt the tears coming on again. You would, you would tell him what he said, remind him what drunk him does. But you don't have the strength to do this. You can't, and you won't.

"Yeah," your lie came out easy, easier than you expected. You didn't want your lie to come out this easy, but it's been easy since you've met him. You've had to lie to your friends and family about this man.

Morning came quicker than usual, maybe its because you're not alone. You haven't shut your eyes, you haven't slept.

You left his arms and his bed, leaving him in his slumber. You were still nice enough to bring him a cup of water and some aspirin for his impending hangover. But you weren't nice enough to stay and remind him.

You left his home and drove back to yours. Your sigh was long as you opened his messages. You were close to hitting the block button, but you didn't have the strength to do it, not yet.

Your eyes closed as you laid back on your bed. The tears staining your cheeks came out full force. You couldn't stop this cycle, even if you tried.

Chigiri, Otoya, Karasu, Oliver, Sae, Rin, Reo, Nagi, Kaiser, Atsumu, Kageyama, Suna, Oikawa, Ran, Rindou, Sanzu, bonten Mikey, Wakasa

[nana-mania]

hi!! i love how your head canons aren’t ooc! for part 3 of red flags could you possibly do karasu and barou?? thank you literally love you 🫶🫶🫶

“HIS RED FLAGS” - PART 3 - what does he do that make him an obvious red flag?

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ headcanon

࿐*ೃ feat : yoichi isagi , meguru bachira , shoei barou , tabito karasu

࿐*ೃ fandom : blue lock

࿐*ೃ extra : gn! reader, angst

࿐*ೃ trigger warning : none

YOICHI ISAGI

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Yoichi IS NOT toxic. He is a loving boyfriend who cares so much for you. But there are certain aspects of his that get on your nerve sometime. Yoichi is highly competitive whenever you play games with him and he is not even aware of this side of his. The way he would always glare when you win against him and how he would demand for a rematch many times until he wins. He will not stop unless you begin raising your voice at him. Yoichi can't really read your facial expression too. When you are angry at him and glare at him warningly to leave you alone, he thinks you're hungry instead. So he won't leave you alone to cool down and keep bothering you to eat. Yeah, he doesn't even know that he just adds more fuel to the fire instead of putting it out with water.

“Hey, why the grumpy face? You hungry?”

“(Y/n), stop avoiding me! What did I do??.”

MEGURU BACHIRA

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Just like Yoichi, he isn't toxic and his red flags aren't technically bad. Meguru, in short term, is way too hyperactive. His energy is over the chart and it seems like he has way too much energy to spend that it's limitless. You can barely keep up with him especially when you both go out on date. It's never peaceful, it's full of STRESS. You keep losing sight of him and the next you know, you find him at game arcade playing Whack-A-Mole. The date feels more like babysitting a kid instead of spending quality time with your boyfriend. Meguru doesn't seem to understand personal boundaries too. He pulls pranks on you many times although you tell him not to. The pranks may be harmless but it pisses you off when he does it on daily basis. He is overly clingy and needy, constantly bothering you even when you're extremely occupied. He won't leave you alone unless his demands are met. It's tiring, dealing with him, but you love this part of Meguru too. You can't even scold him because you don't have the heart to do so.

“(Y/n), don't be so mean...cuddle me now!!”

“HAHAHAH! LOOK AT YOU! Drenched in water now!!”

“Don't care if you're busy. Let's watch some movies!”

SHOEI BAROU

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Shoei is just too...dishonest and stubborn. To him, showing his true emotions and vulnerable side is considered weak. Hence, he is never honest with you. Not even once. He is persistently stubborn and unnecessarily harsh toward you most of the time, although he doesn't intend to hurt your feelings. He never thank you when you give him gifts, he never smile when you confess his love to him and he never show any sign of him loving you. Although he actually loves you a lot. This leads you to believe he just forces himself to date you which explains his cold-heartedness toward you. When misunderstanding breaks out between you and him, his ego will not allow him to mend the relationship. This extreme tsundere side of him is destroying his relationship with you. The relationship could have been the healthiest one ever if only he chooses to be honest.

“Do I love you or not? Are you blind? We're dating, it's so obvious. How could you ask such stupid question as if you're doubting me.”

“Why the hell I need to show efforts? Being together is enough.”

TABITO KARASU

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ Tabito is kind and caring. However, his hatred for surprises always annoy you. His reaction toward the surprises you specially prepare for him is immensely disappointing. He just stares at the gift you did your hardest to get for him, only for him to scowl at you and scold you for surprising him. Even though the gifts are actually something he has always dreamed to have. He may accept the gifts, but he never thank you for them. He just looks moody all day after receiving the surprised gifts. And the next time you decide to give him gifts, he just chooses one straight out from any shop and let you pay for it. Tabito is also too observant. He knows too much about yourself just from analyzing your behavior patter and many more. Sometime, he brings out topics you never ever want to mention to anyone, even him. He thinks he is qualified to give you advice to resolve your situation although you never ask for any. Sometime, he even questions why you keep stressing out over the same reasons and doesn't hesitate to ask you about it. this side of him really gets on your nerve. He isn't helping, he makes you feel worse and annoyed with him.

“Why can't you understand such simple rule? I don't like surprises."

“Why don't you do this to solve your issue? It's so obvious to think of this from the beginning.”

࿐*ೃ thanks for reading this headcanon! likes, interaction and reblogs are deeply appreciated ♡

[graciescott27]

✩ about my blog ✩

hey, im greyson scott, and welcome to my blog. before you make a request, please note that most of the characters I write for will be aged up by default. fandoms I will write for -

blue lock (primarily)

scream

atla and lok

jjk

heathers

more coming soon!

things I will write :

smut (certain characters I am less comfortable writing for)

fluff

angst

smaus

basically anything you can think of that isn’t on the “will not write” list

things I will not write :

certain kinks (depends on the fic)

incest

yandere

assault or dubcon themes

abusive relationships

certain sensitive topics

✩ much more coming soon ✩

masterlist

blue lock masterlist

[seishirospeaches]

Deja Vu

a/n: this is rushed, so I did not work on it so much but I hope u liked it.

genre: angst, fluff (if u squint you'll see what I mean)

warning: mentions of mature themes, this is 18+

Minors not allowed any further, DO NOT interact.

bf!Karasu Tobito, is a mean person at first. He isn't entirely the kind of guy, you'd thought to end up with.

After all he has a flirty friend Otoya and a kind face Yukimiya, but out of all of them you ended up with none other than Tobito.

It was when it started out as friends, turning to messaging one another until late hours. He would occasionally note things that you love, in particular he remembers everything you tell him, it warms your heart that he takes note even on the little things.

He makes time for you, surprise surprise.

He wants nothing more than to be with you, although this was the first year of being with him. As friends, until both of you eventually fell in love.

Then it began, you dated, went through museums, café, building a fort, going to the beach, late night drives, soft and slowed sex. It was romantic, he'd do anything for you.

But you do everything for him too, so he could forget all about her.

'Marisa', the girl he fell in love with in his childhood days.

Those first few months of being with Tobito, was nothing but a blissful dream. Now it started to change, in his dreams he mumbles her name, how those loving eyes looks at you that he was thinking of no one but that girl.

Then comes in that night, you had a heated argument with him. It was one of those days he recklessly get drunk, leaves you on read, mostly he has been spending days away from you.

For what reason?

"Could you be at least be honest with me!" You shouted, it felt like tearing, ripping, but harsh. The pain it feels into your heart.

"I met her, maybe more than one time. Is that what you wanna hear, huh." That was the last straw, it got you to be silent.

They were right, perhaps it was all good in the beginning but in the end it was downright a fucking nuisance.

"I don't know how sincere my apology would be, but I knew it was wrong to begin something with you." Karasu looks at you, sincerely feeling defeated and utterly speechless for his mistakes.

"I don't think we should continue what we had started, not even with me. I don't think you'll be happy with me."

If anything, all the things we did was a reminder to me that he saw no one but her in me.

But now, dating again feels like poles apart. Everything I do now with someone feels like a continuation in what I wish had been with Karasu. I did it all for him in the end it was for nothing.

[whumpookies]

Whumingo: it hurts so you know it's love.

The oath/Söz bölüm 1: Yavuz buries his love, her father comforts him.

I'm 2 for 2 @99point9percentwhump 😜

One three

[aesterblaster]

Leave me ALONE <- thinking of childhood love! yn x tabito who tries to see him at the u20 match only for him to get swept away before they get their chance to say hi...then when you finally get to meet him again you two are such different people who have to relearn who he is all over again

[nightfox67]

Disclaimer: This is HEAVILY based from Chapter 4 of my story for C!Karasu. If you haven't read it yet, go check it out if you like. C!Karasu and the Kasai belong to me

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As of now, C!Karasu does partake in unhealthy coping mechanisms such as smoking blaze rods (hc that blaze rods are the equivalent of cigarettes.) Because blaze rods are magic component of the nether, it doesn't really effect him THAT negatively but it does still make the corruption stronger. He doesn't care though anymore.

He's willing to do anything to forget about his pain and to feel better... Even if it's for a breif amount of time.... He drinks whatever the alcohol equivalency is in Minecraft too but he always makes sure not to do it too much. He doesn't want to hurt anyone he cares about. Now he doesn't get abusive or aggressive when drunk he just kind of... Gets really honest. Moreso about how he views everything. The hurting his loved ones is more about he doesn't want them to "hurt" when worrying about them.

Again he'd do anything to forget about his traumas and to feel better. Even if it's a temporary fix. Drunk words sober thoughts :).

Another thing is that Karasu doesn't really hate the Kassi despite how they started the corruption. They kept their end of the deal and made Karasu stronger. Plus they helped him survive and were truly the only ones there for him in the Nether. Plus even more brownie points because they didn't force him to kill. Sure they pushed and encouraged/influenced him but Karasu was fully concious still. Those were HIS decisions and he's aware of that. When he was with the Fallen God, he doesn't remember what he made him do because he was in a sleepwalker state and would only remember if he was told. Which he never did. So does he regret taking that deal with them? No! He doesn't.