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rk-tmblr · 4 days

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“I restored the memory of my cellphone and now I feel a bit lost... as if I had let the past disappear even tho I was incapable of saying goodbye.”

-Suna Rintarou

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rk-tmblr · 9 days

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One is the god who sacrificed herself for her beloved believer.

The other is the believer who sacrificed himself for his uninterested god.

what makes us any different?

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rk-tmblr · 10 days

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“I know that when I'm gone, you'll fall at my feet and scream why did I do it? Why didn't I let you die for her? Not me.”

ALNST Ivan/Till

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rk-tmblr · 12 days

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“Huh, what is it? Are you hoping something happened?” “Sadist bastard.” “Oh honey, you don't remember a single thing.” “'S not funny, Kiyoomi. What the fuck happened last night?” “Let me help refresh your memory then... ”

From my (soon to be) SakuAtsu Fanfiction.

[Yes, because I'm not dead but writing everything about this two!!]

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rk-tmblr · 17 days

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Sakusa: I don't have time for this.

Atsumu: You've to talk to me. It's in your planner.

Sakusa: You can't just go and write in my planner "ATSUATSUTIME" in huge letters across Monday through Friday.

Atsumu: Sure can. You're also scheduled for a long, warm hug later.

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rk-tmblr · 22 days

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Suna: Schrödinger's cat is overrated. If you want to see something that's both dead and alive you can talk to me any time of the day.

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rk-tmblr · 22 days

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WHAT IF THEY HAD GIVEN UP?

From the top of the skyscraper, Yokohama shone in the night for miles down there, extending over the horizon. It was impossible to tell the ocean from the starry sky, and it felt like being swallow whole from the city.

“I won’t follow you this time.”

His words flew into the same breeze that had his red locks escaping under the hat he wore. He didn't turn to challenge his gaze, to scream at his face like he was used to. No, he stayed still with heavy feet on the pavement, gravity grounding him in a place where it had heads spinning.

“This shit’s old and I got tired of all of this… nothing! ‘Cause this is nothing you give me while I always spend everything I own,” at least anger remained in his voice, “And it’s not fair.”

“Whenever is it?”, he questioned with his eyes fixed on his petit figure, hands balled into fist inside the pocket of his trench coat and a red and white, half empty package of cigarettes crumpling between fingers.

“Never, but I won’t hold onto it anymore, Dazai.”

He hid the crawling feeling running under the bandages against his skin with the lame excuse of circumstances. From that height, summer turned out to be incredibly chilly.

“Finally I obtained to find the limit of a dog's loyalty, huh?”, he couldn't help but jab him just to get one of his normal reaction back.

But he looked at him by the corner of his eye, the electric blue iris seizing him up with finality.

“Goodbye then, Chuuya.”

It always came easy the fake cheeky grin on his lips, the little tilt of head on the side that made his brown wavy locks hide one of his eyes -like he used to do with bandages back then- and a mocking hand shaking in a salute gesture.

As if it still was friendly. As if it was a see ya soon instead.

It always has been so fucking easy to pretend until everything around him just became his own play-act to have fun with.

And now both parties did have enough of this cat and mouse game.

It was over.

“Goodbye.”

I hope you liked this Soukoku one shot for the "What if they had given up?" prompt, @chris-da1265!! If any of you have other requests, I leave you here the link of the writing prompts list and I'll be happy to write for you! <3

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rk-tmblr · 22 days

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Atsumu doesn’t know.

A lot of questions gather like grey clouds inside his head, and their rain makes foolish reasoning and shameful memories bloom as grimly wild daisies.

Does he… remember?

Another little peek of my (soon to be) SakuAtsu Fanfiction.

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rk-tmblr · 23 days

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Osamu, hugs Suna from behind:

Osamu, gently tucks his hair behind his ear:

Osamu, whispering: Eat all the onigiri again and we're fucking done.

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rk-tmblr · 24 days

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WHAT IF THEY HAD NEVER FALLEN FOR EACH OTHER?

It was late at night when Kiyoomi rose from his couch and walked to the door with his phone in hand. Not long before, he woke up to an incoming call from him and so he decided to wait in the living room to not fall asleep again. Silence filled the dark outside; he heard his footsteps getting close and opened the door before he could knock.

“Ya have no idea, Omi!”, he shouted with a quiet tone his obvious frustration evident, “I've had the worst night ever, believe me!”

“So you decided to make mine too, Atsumu?”

The blonde faked a laugh while removing his shoes and leaving them in the genkan, and Kiyoomi took the chance to look at him from head to toe. The outfit Atsumu wore -that he had shared in the evening with a picture- was really cool in person; the dark denim clung in the right places to his legs and the red satin shirt was beautiful against his tanned skin. But he was also disheveled. And Kiyoomi couldn't know why: was it because his date was abruptly interrupted or because he had run to his house? He let his own question be answered by the blabbering of the blonde, who was already heading into the kitchen. Kiyoomi made them both some tea and picked some cookies from the cabinet to give him. Atsumu told him the whole tremendous story about his blind date, even impersonating the guy to make Kiyoomi understand better how bad he was. And even if it was like 2 a.m. and they had practice that very morning, he enjoyed the time spent and laughed at some of his jokes too.

It was sleep-deprivation's fault. For sure. Because Kiyoomi's mind had strayed at some point, as Atsumu started to say the classic “never again I swear Omi this was the last time I had accepted to hang out with some freak” that he always ended up repeating.

It was a normal flow of thoughts, since the blonde ran for every single failed date or relationship back to Kiyoomi to vent about it. Because it would be so easy if it was them instead, things would work out perfectly fine -yes, maybe with some arguments caused by their clashing characters but in the end always what the other needed to keep going.

Too bad none of them had never fallen for the other.

They were destined to be good friends in this life.

I reposted it like this because I was afraid none could notice it from the original one (you can see it by clicking on the title). I really like this writings prompts list so if you'd like to read something more, don't be shy to ask! :)

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rk-tmblr · 24 days

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WHAT IF THEY HAD NEVER FALLEN FOR EACH OTHER?

It was late at night when Kiyoomi rose from his couch and walked to the door with his phone in hand. Not long before, he woke up to an incoming call from him and so he decided to wait in the living room to not fall asleep again. Silence filled the dark outside; he heard his footsteps getting close and opened the door before he could knock.

“Ya have no idea, Omi!”, he shouted with a quiet tone his obvious frustration evident, “I've had the worst night ever, believe me!”

“So you decided to make mine too, Atsumu?”

The blonde faked a laugh while removing his shoes and leaving them in the genkan, and Kiyoomi took the chance to look at him from head to toe. The outfit Atsumu wore -that he had shared in the evening with a picture- was really cool in person; the dark denim clung in the right places to his legs and the red satin shirt was beautiful against his tanned skin. But he was also disheveled. And Kiyoomi couldn't know why: was it because his date was abruptly interrupted or because he had run to his house? He let his own question be answered by the blabbering of the blonde, who was already heading into the kitchen. Kiyoomi made them both some tea and picked some cookies from the cabinet to give him. Atsumu told him the whole tremendous story about his blind date, even impersonating the guy to make Kiyoomi understand better how bad he was. And even if it was like 2 a.m. and they had practice that very morning, he enjoyed the time spent and laughed at some of his jokes too.

It was sleep-deprivation's fault. For sure. Because Kiyoomi's mind had strayed at some point, as Atsumu started to say the classic “never again I swear Omi this was the last time I had accepted to hang out with some freak” that he always ended up repeating.

It was a normal flow of thoughts, since the blonde ran for every single failed date or relationship back to Kiyoomi to vent about it. Because it would be so easy if it was them instead, things would work out perfectly fine -yes, maybe with some arguments caused by their clashing characters but in the end always what the other needed to keep going.

Too bad none of them had never fallen for the other.

They were destined to be good friends in this life.

what if... prompts

they had called beforehand?

they had never fallen for each other?

they met as children?

they had ended up with their ex?

they hadn't given up?

they had gotten in?

they had been the one to blush first?

they had decided to follow?

they weren't too late?

they were part of a larger con?

they had forgotten?

they never meant to return?

they had said "I love you?"

they had died instead?

they had followed their gut?

they had given up?

they had been there first?

they hadn't told the truth?

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rk-tmblr · 26 days

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<Hurry up, Miya. The silent's being too creepy here where you're supposed to be and I cannot stand it anymore.

>Woah Omi-kun, ya surely have a weird way to admit you're missin' me...

<I do not miss you. I want you, Miya. So get a move on.

From my (soon to be) SakuAtsu Fanfiction.

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rk-tmblr · 29 days

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Look how happy and pretty they are here!! Because in the fanfiction I'm currently writing they're gonna suffer so f bad. Gosh I love them :')

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rk-tmblr · 1 month

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“You make me feel sick, like I've got a fever.”

Sakusa Kiyoomi/Miya Atsumu

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rk-tmblr · 1 month

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#follow me on twitter #twitter #writercommunity #fanfiction writer #writerscorner

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rk-tmblr · 1 month

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Aw they're so pretty!! 🥰🥰

I would love to see a daichi + asahi hug 🥺 platonic or romantic up to you!

hi! thank you for your patience <:,,)

for you and @rk-tmblr !!!

#art #anime #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#answered #hq #requests #asahi azumane #sawamura daichi #bokuto koutarou #akaashi keiji #fanart #artists on tumblr

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rk-tmblr · 2 months

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the box

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