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My 2024 resolutions are to not end every fic I write with characters saying “I love you” and not using the phrase “anything and everything” lol
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winter solstice
timeskip! sugawara koshi x gn! reader
w/c: 785
genre: fluff!!!
summary: the winter solstice is tonight which means the days finally start to get longer again! but let's reflect on the goodness these cold and dark days brought :)
warnings: timeskip, like one slight hint of suggestiveness, very little dialogue
a/n: lowkey just me rambling(shitpost) but i think this is so cute
the winter solstice is tonight and you could not bring it in you to rest. the winter solstice being the shortest day of the year, of course. meaning that after this day, the seemingly few hours of the fleeting sunlight would grow longer–less fleeting, more lingering.
you and sugawara could not be more elated. after having what felt like days where the sunshine stuck around for a quick hello and goodbye, which quite literally led to your darkest hours, you could not wait to have longer days to relish in. though, you have to admit that the start of this winter season deserves more credit than you give it.
as a means to adapt, you and sugawara learned to embrace the cold and darkness.
when the cold came, you found out that sugawara was actually a magnificent source of heat. it brought out the affectionate side in both of you. Because your relationship was relatively fresh, you guys had held back on being physical, not wanting to scare the other away or come off as clingy. if anything though, the cold taught you that you are both so so so clingy. one night, when sugawara went to hang out with you at your apartment and the morning soon turned to evening, by the time 7 o’clock hit, you deemed it too cold for him to go back to his place and invited him to sleep over. your first couple sleep over! so exciting! of course he wasn’t going to say no to you.
when you settled in your bed, you were positioned so that your back was pressed against sugawara’s chest. the little spoon, if you will. the heat radiating from his chest onto your back could lull you to sleep in minutes. you reached back to hold his hands to find his fingers about a degree shy of freezing, holy god were his fingers cold.
“sorry,” he whispered in your ear. “bad circulation, i guess,” he laughed, but he was actually nervous about making you cold wth them. poor guy.
“that’s alright, here let me just–” you cut yourself off with the action of grabbing his hand and bringing it under your shirt to rest atop your belly. it only took a couple minutes for his fingers to warm up, but he wanted to keep his hand there. something about your plush skin being extremely comfortable. the two of you stayed in that position the entire night. grounded would be a good word to describe how you guys felt.
in the darkness that these winter nights brought, you and sugawara were able to explore in more senses than one would imagine. for cutesy little date nights, the two of you would be able to explore the night sky. neither of you being well-versed in stars, you took it upon yourselves to name your own constellations after nonsensical things.
during more of the nights sugawara would spend cozy behind you in bed, you guys would have these conversations about anything and everything at all. he learned most of what he knows about you on those nights, and you the same. on nights where the topics would be so complex, you would have to turn around to face him. even though it was dark, he could see the way your eyebrows would furrow with the passion you were speaking with. sugawara was always tempted to press a finger between the brows to smooth out the tension but he would wait until you were done talking as a means to not interrupt your flow. when he did so, he would make conversation with what you just told him, building on it or telling you how he felt about it in particular. it was on a particular dark night like that when he was massaging the inner corners of your eye brows when he said,
“i love you”
for the first time. without hesitance you reciprocated with an, “i love you, koshi,” before placing a light kiss on his left cheek, his right cheek, and then finally his lips. not that it was the first kiss between you or anything, but sugawara can cherish every kiss as if it were the first–each one so very precious. the love you have for each other was also explored in other ways on those cold, dark winter nights.
alas, it is time to say goodbye to such short and dark nights and welcome longer and brighter days. instead of heading to bed at the normal time the two of you do, you and sugawara light candles by your kitchen window to welcome the return of the light. oh, what days do the rest of the seasons have in store for you.
a/n: thanks for reading if you did! hope you enjoyed reading as much as i did writing T-T also i am so excited for the days to get longer
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kuroo the kemist
alternative title: to question or not to question
kuroo tetsuro x fem! reader
w/c: 1570+
genre: fluff
warnings: none:)
summary: kuroo is a scientist and he questions everything. y/n comes along and he thinks he's found the one thing he doesn't need to question.
as a self-proclaimed scientist, it is only second nature that kuroo questions absolutely everything. when he was a kid, his parents would never hear the end of it, him always asking what’s this or what’s that. and why was that that and why was this this.
when he grew older, his consistent questioning was passed on to his teachers and professors. he was dying to get to the very core of amphoterism– “reactivity of a substance with both acids and bases, acting as an acid in the presence of a base and as a base in the presence of an acid” (Britanicca). As the courses he was taking advanced, his questioning became more intense as there were so many more things being covered.
kuroo’s passion for the subject is one of the many things that led you to fall for him. you also knew it was a great excuse to get to spend time with him, asking him to tutor you and help you study for the next midterm!
when you first worked up the courage to ask him to help you with the prelab assignment, he was elated to work on it with you, because it wouldn’t really be work for him now would it? kuroo was also excited to help the cute girl who sat behind him…
he remembers how it happened like it was yesterday.
.•° ✿ °•.
you tapped on his shoulder after the professor dismissed you guys after lecture, and when he turned around to face you, your eyes were filled with determination.
“excuse me, kuroo-san, but i was wondering if you could help me with the prelab assignment before our next class? if you can’t–”
“i would love to, y/n!” he answers immediately. “are you free right now? i’m done with all my classes for today and i was on my way to the library.”
“yes, now is perfect,” you respond.
you were only shy for a short while because he was that easy to be around. he never made you feel bad about not knowing certain things, and was able to explain them to you in ways that were never demeaning. when the assignment was finished and it was time to wait until the next class to see him, he asked you for your number.
“if you’re comfortable, i would love to exchange numbers. i had a lot of fun doing this and i would love to help you with more chemistry assignments if you ever need,” he whispered to you.
you hastily pulled out your phone from your back pocket to hand to him to put in his number. he typed in his contact information and shot himself a text so he could save your number in his phone.
from: maybe y/n
-this is y/n!
“got it,” he announced. then he saved your number from there.
after your session in the library, he was nice enough to walk you home after, considering it had gotten so dark and he didn’t want anything bad happening to you. it made the butterflies in your stomach go off like crazy. on the walk back to your place, the two of you were able to get to know each other more, asking the questions you do when you want to get to know someone. from what you learned, he also has a deep affinity for volleyball, dare i say deeper than his affinity for chemistry. you also learn about the friends he has made through volleyball, his favorite color, his favorite animal, and probably a lot of his other favorite things. he could say that he learned a lot about you, too. about how you had to talk chemistry this semester to fulfill a general requirement which is why you struggle the most in that class out of all of them. some other things to list that he’d learned about you were your passion for music even though you weren’t pursuing it, your favorite color, animal, and more of your favorite things.
the both of you found yourselves sad when the walk to your house was over and wished it could have been a little longer.
“thank you so much for your help today, kuroo-san. i really appreciate it,” you told him with utmost sincerity.
“any time, y/n. let me know if you ever need help with anything else and i’ll be glad to.”
once you bid your ‘goodbye’s, you hoped and prayed you would need help with next week’s prelab assignment.
lo and behold, not only the prelab assignment was a challenge, but the weekly writing assignment almost felt foreign to you. there was no way you could do this without kuroo’s help.
to: kuroo tetsuro
-so sorry to bother you but can you help me with the prelab assignment again?
from: kuroo tetsuro
-of course! how’s tuesday from 4pm-6pm?
to: kuroo tetsuro
-sounds good!
it kind of just took off from there.
.•° ✿ °•.
over time, these study sessions became a weekly routine. every tuesday and thursday from four to six o’clock were dedicated hours to the two of you chalking it up about chemistry and whatever else came up. you became comfortable enough to give him updates about what was going on in your life and he did the same. like kuroo did everything, he questioned you. you liked being questioned because you felt like it meant that he cared. which wasn’t wrong. he really did care.
why did you buy your chem notebook in red when science is the color green? what are you having for dinner later? do you have any more homework to do? how did you pick your major?... what are your plans this weekend?
he would always ask that last question with hope, hoping you would say you had nothing to do and would die of boredom so then he could come rescue you from said boredom, because he knows you enjoy his company as much as he does yours. kuroo knew he was down bad when you told him you were busy, going out and doing all the other things college students do on weekends, and that response made him sad. made his tummy curl up in an unfamiliar and uncomfortable way. you are just so pretty, he knew for a fact that you could be swept up at any moment. and who knows, maybe you thought him a nerd for being so passionate about mostly chemistry.
one faithful day, however, when he asked you what your plans were for the weekend, you gave the greatest answer of telling him you were doing absolutely nothing. not letting the opportunity pass itself by, he looks at you with determination, much like you did that one day you asked him for help, and said,
“y/n.”
“yes?”
“would you like to go out with me this weekend?”
you could not believe your ears. mouth open, jaw on floor.
“are you being serious,” you deadpanned.
“the most serious i have ever been in my entire life, y/n.”
still shocked, jaw still on floor, you couldn’t help but stare at him for a minute or two… or five.
“y/n?”
after blinking back into what’s the reality of kuroo tetsuro asking you out on a date, you give your answer.
“i would love to go out with you this weekend, kuroo-san.”
now his mouth is open. jaw on floor because he cannot believe that you agreed to go out with him. after kind of just staring at each other for a little bit, he cleared his throat and was ready to speak again.
“oh wow, ok, i did not prepare for this scenario to come this far,” curse him! “i can pick you up at your place on saturday at 5? does that sound good?”
“ok,” you blush the tiniest bit, but kuroo picks up on the cutest shade of pink that lightly dusts your face.
.•° ✿ °•.
after many a date, kuroo has come to learn many more things about you. he learns that your favorite flower changes with your mood– when you’re sad, you seek cosmos, when you’re happy, you seek dahlias, when you’re stressed, you seek poppies. he also learns that your favorite food changes with the weather, you’re always cold so he always carries another jacket, and a lot of other things that can’t bother to be listed by the author right now.
when you guys had been dating for a few months, he learned that he loves you. probably always has and always will. after observing, he thinks you have learned to love him, too. he can feel it the way you gently caress the hand you’re holding on the walk back to your home. the way you text him “good morning” and “good night.” the way you still ask about chemistry even though you passed the godforsaken class and are not obligated to ever deal with it again.
stopping in front of your door to drop you off, he guides your hand so that your bodies are facing one another and plants the softest kiss on your plush lips. the feeling still has you in shambles even though you guys have been kissing for almost as long as you have been dating.
“i love you,” he confessed.
“and i love you, tetsu’ ,” you return with ease.
and that is the one thing kuroo will never need to question.
a/n: this spiraled so far, i am so sorry 💀
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WHO WAS GONNA TELL ME IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE “DRESSING” INSTEAD OF “ADDRESSING”
im having a moment yall
addressing their wounds
pairings: hinata shoyo x reader, matsukawa issei x reader, nishinoya yuu x reader – no pronouns used for reader
w/c: 680+; about 320 each
warnings: none:)
genre: fluff
summary: y/n helps some of the haikyuu boys get fixed up!
a/n: kind of a shitpost but i like how it turned out
hinata shoyo
I think we all know that Hinata is prone to lots of injuries.
Nothing too extreme, just a scrape here and a bruise there.
So it’s no surprise when you have to escort him to the infirmary probably the fourth time this week.
What is a surprise is that the nurse isn’t there to greet you like normal.
The sign on the door reads, “Won’t be back for another 30 min. Sorry!”
Hinata is buzzing with adrenaline and can’t wait 30 minutes for the nurse to come back, so you take matters into your own hands.
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don’t doubt yourself
kuroo tetsuro x gn!reader (platonic fic)
w/c: 473
genre: hurt to comfort
warnings: breakup w/ oikawa
summary: y/n is going through it and kuroo is a good friend
“y/n…”
“i’m sorry. i can’t help it, the tears just start coming out, and they don’t stop. it’s so easy to get stuck in my head these days,” you confess.
“what’s going on, y/n?” kuroo asks.
“it’s just…ever since the breakup, i’ve been overanalyzing everything that’s happened; all the things i’ve done and what i could’ve been better–what would’ve prevented this.”
─•~❉᯽❉~•─
kuroo knows how down you’ve been, so he brought you out to brunch in hopes of getting your mind off things. the effort was sweet, but nothing really helped because absolutely everything reminded you of him.
it makes sense because for so long, he was your everything. you can admit that it was exhausting thinking about oikawa 24/7 and correlating him to everything in your everyday life. but that’s just how things go when you love someone so much. you think about them, and you don’t stop. it’s like a switch you can never turn off.
─•~❉᯽❉~•─
kuroo is a good friend. he knows that when you’re like this, it’s best if he’s patient and waits for you to talk it out. he tries his best to be engaged while you’re talking or even just trying to, but the words aren’t quite there yet.
“maybe if i tried harder or something. or if i were more forgiving. if i didn’t have such a stick up my ass, we would still be together,” you blurted out.
“don’t be silly, y/n. i saw you put all your effort into that relationship and it drained the shit out of you. don’t pin the relationship ending on yourself. oikawa fucked up, ok? what he did was unexcusable,” kuroo assures you.
“but i fucked up, too. why didn’t he leave me when i fucked up? why was i the one to break up with him?”
“because the two of you messed up on different levels. oikawa has burned all the bridges of trust the two of you built while dating. that’s why you broke up with him. you needed to, y/n. there was no way of repairing that.”
“no, but i could’ve made it work–”
kuroo interrupt, “i’m sorry, y/n, but no. he is a liar and a cheat. please trust me when i say you did the right thing. i know it doesn’t feel like that right now because everything is so fresh, but it’s true. and i know i’m not the one to convince you of that, but please cut yourself some slack. and please don’t doubt yourself. you’re independent and strong and you don’t need that son of a bitch.”
his words actually cease your tears. and they hold you speechless.
“you’ll be just fine, y/n.”
“thank you, tetsuro.”
“of course. now hurry up and eat before your french toast gets cold.”
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people of the same passion
asahi azumane x gn!reader
w/c: 716
genre: fluff(meetcute)
warnings: none!
summary: y/n and asahi learn more about each other at the local cafe!
a/n: i think this might be a pt1
you don’t know how the two of you haven’t met sooner. i mean, for so long, you were right in front of each other. literally, sitting at tables across from each other at your local cafe. both having claimed seats to sit in every friday and saturday evening. you don’t know if asahi– you learned that was his name when the barista called him up for his drink– frequented the cafe more than you, though.
of course you noticed him whenever you were there, how couldn’t you? that brown hair tied back loosely, revealing his chiseled jaw and muscular neck– you’re getting carried away. he was nice to look at but you never worked it up to introduce yourself and get to know him. and, you had other things to do anyway.
the creativity that buzzes through your head needs to be written. so many beautiful thoughts and ideas turned into lovely little stories and poems for you to reread on a bad day. turning your thoughts into interpretive art is your favorite activity. you often catch yourself daydreaming about anyone and anything, transforming that into some crazy tale blown way out of proportion.
you never approached asahi because, by the looks of it, he had other things do, too. whenever you glanced at him, he’d have his bulky headphones on, writing something down on a pad while bopping his head.
the both of you were just so busy, caught up in your own worlds.
until one faithful day, the new barista at the cafe, bless her soul, calls out, “jasmine tea, hot,” and leaves it on the counter.
you thought it was weird that she didn’t call out a name like how they normally do, but you stand up to get your drink. asahi stands up, too. you don’t question it, though, what if he just needs some napkins or something? it’s awkward when the two of you fall in step together and it’s even more awkward when you both grab the drink simultaneously. then, in turn, flinching away from the drink simultaneously.
“sorry, we must’ve ordered the same thing. go ahead and take that one, i’ll wait for the next one,” you take charge of the situation.
“oh, i was about to insist on you taking this one. i don’t mind waiting,” he responds politely. for how large he is, he’s pretty timid.
you laugh softly, he’s cute, you think.
before you can say anything, the new hire goes, “jasmine tea, hot,” again.
you grab the cooler one, hoping asahi appreciates the fact that you gave him the hotter and fresher tea.
before you walk away, asahi says, “would you like to sit with me? i understand if you can’t, you look pretty busy sometimes.”
“i would love to!” you gleam at his offer.
you introduce yourself on the short walk back to his table, and he does the same. when you’re seated, you ask about the cafe.
“so what do you like to get done when you’re here?”
“i like to write lyrics for some songs i’ve been working on. when i come in, i normally have the music all done but i just need the words to add,” he answers. “what about yourself?”
“i like to write some stories and poems. nothing too serious, just a creative and emotional outlet for myself, you know?” you reply.
“oh, that’s crazy. we’re like basically doing the same thing,” asahi points out.
you both laugh because it’s true.
“we’re people of the same passion,” you say. “that’s actually really good, let me write that down.”
asahi thinks you’re cute, too.
you grab your laptop from your table and quickly open your notes.
“sorry, i just have to write my ideas down as soon as possible, or else i’ll forget,” you excuse your abruptness.
“don’t worry about it. i’ve got some ideas of my own that i need to write down, too.”
and just like that, you and asahi fall into a productive silence while you write your racing thoughts down.
“we should do this again,” you bring up. “it was really nice doing that with someone else around.”
“yeah, i couldn’t agree more. i think that was one of my best writing sessions,” asahi confesses.
“i’m glad. i’ll see you around then?”
“absolutely,” he says.
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protect yourself
bokuto kotaro x gn!reader
w/c: 334
genre: angst again lmao
warnings: break uppp. also when i say the word hurt, i mean emotionally.
summary: bokuto just wants another chance.
he had come back for a second chance. you know, he thought if he got on his knees this time, then just maybe you’d let him back in.
“y/n, please, i can be better. i’ll do anything for you to just be with you again. please. i can change. what do you want me to do? just tell me what to do,” bokuto begged and pleaded.
you really weren’t prepared to deal with this. after breaking it off, you expected never to see him again. it’s not like you would ever want to anyway. but here you are now, in your front yard with your ex begging you to give him another chance.
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icebreaker
daichi sawamura x gn!reader
w/c: 653
genre: hurt to comfort(reassurance)
warnings: crying, insecurity
summary: daichi wants to know what y/n’s biggest fear is, and so they tell him.
“so…”
you know exactly where this is going.
whenever a comfortable silence falls over the two of you at a restaurant–yes, very specific, at a restaurant– daichi likes to ask you these icebreaker questions. well, more like his idea of icebreaker questions.
“what’s your biggest fear?” he questions, chin resting in the palms of his hands, elbows on the table and everything.
you laugh at his foolishness. that’s a new one.
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icebreaker
daichi sawamura x gn!reader
w/c: 653
genre: hurt to comfort(reassurance)
warnings: crying, insecurity
summary: daichi wants to know what y/n’s biggest fear is, and so they tell him.
“so…”
you know exactly where this is going.
whenever a comfortable silence falls over the two of you at a restaurant–yes, very specific, at a restaurant– daichi likes to ask you these icebreaker questions. well, more like his idea of icebreaker questions.
“what’s your biggest fear?” he questions, chin resting in the palms of his hands, elbows on the table and everything.
you laugh at his foolishness. that’s a new one.
“well, i’ll have you know that i’m not scared of anything,” you say all matter-a-factly.
“aw, come on, y/n. tell me pleeeeease,” he drags out.
“it’s true!” you defend yourself.
“wow, i did not pin you as a liar, y/n.” daichi fake glares at you while shaking his head.
“ugh, fine,” you give into his antics. but in doing so, the air feels heavier, and the atmosphere more serious. the playfulness isn’t quite there anymore when you respond, ”i’m scared…that you’ll fall out of love with me.” you look down into your lap, almost ashamed to be telling him this, even though he asked!
daichi looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed. he gives you the time and space to continue; he can tell you have more to say.
when you look up at him, you continue, “it’s just so scary that it could happen at any moment and i wouldn’t even know because you’d never tell me something like that. you’d never tell anyone anything that would hurt them. and sometimes i wonder if we’re past that point and you don’t love me anymore but continue to stay with me because i’m familiar. or maybe you’re still with me because your heart is too big to let me down. and then i get scared that i’m nailing you to the floor, keeping you from all these other things—”
“y/n.”
“sorry.”
“no, don’t apologize, baby.”
the pet name makes your heart steady. he moves into the chair next to you, rather than staying in the one across from you. when he’s all settled he wraps his arm around you, placing his hand on your waist, rubbing consoling circles with his thumb. you can’t help but lean into him, resting your head on his chest.
daichi leans his head down a little to make sure you can hear what he’s about to tell you.
“if there could be only one thing i could promise, it would be that i will always love you. i don’t think it’s humanely possible to fall out of love with such an amazing person. i don’t know how much comfort only my words can bring you but, i’m so happy with you, y/n. you bring me home and love and all the other ecstacies of life. i’m with you and will continue to be because of that. and also because i hope to fill your life with all those things, too. it’s the least you deserve, my love. and the least i can do for you, really. i love you, y/n. and that will never change. ”
it’s embarrassing that you’re crying this much in a public space but you literally could not give a shit. at the moment, you’re crying too much to get any words out, and daichi understands this. he continues to console you by rubbing his hand up and down your side, while the other comes to cup your face.
the crying ceases as soon as you feel his warmth on your cheek. his thumb rubs against your skin, coaxing your eyes open.
“i love you,” he repeats.
“i love you so much,” you return.
he places only what you can describe as the sweetest kiss ever on your lips. and a few more on your left cheek. and then your right cheek. and then a few more on your lips again.
“do you want the usual?” daichi asks.
“yes, please. thank you, baby.” thank you.
“of course, my love.”
a/n: i was in desperate need of a little bit of fluff on this page holy shit.
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protect yourself
bokuto kotaro x gn!reader
w/c: 334
genre: angst again lmao
warnings: break uppp. also when i say the word hurt, i mean emotionally.
summary: bokuto just wants another chance.
he had come back for a second chance. you know, he thought if he got on his knees this time, then just maybe you’d let him back in.
“y/n, please, i can be better. i’ll do anything for you to just be with you again. please. i can change. what do you want me to do? just tell me what to do,” bokuto begged and pleaded.
you really weren’t prepared to deal with this. after breaking it off, you expected never to see him again. it’s not like you would ever want to anyway. but here you are now, in your front yard with your ex begging you to give him another chance.
“kotaro, please, i don’t want to do this,” you say with your fingers rubbing at your temples, hoping to ease away the headache.
“i really really want to make this work, y/n. you’re it for me. i love you. please give us a second chance.”
bokuto’s words cut deep.
“it’s too late to try and make this work. i was the one putting in the effort and the time to make this work when we were together and you did nothing! telling me you’re going to put in the work now means nothing,” you yell at him. and somewhere in there, you start crying too.
you keep going, though.
“and don’t you know that i love you so much? i love you so much it hurts. but you hurt me more. so i’m not getting back together with you. sure, maybe after a decent amount of time where i know we’ve both been capable of real change. none of this superficial shit you’re promising me right now, that’s just not realistic.”
“no no no, y/n, please. i need you,” he pleads one last time. “don’t build those walls up again.”
“i’m protecting myself, ko. now please, just go home.”
he sighs and cries in defeat, but doesn’t utter another word. and ready to respect your wishes, he leaves.
a/n: i had a hurt to comfort idea but i forgot it so more angst!!!!
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spare parts
miya atsumu x gn! reader
w/c: 420 words
genre: angst-- hello, have you been on my page recently
warnings: confrontational, not my best work ngl
summary: y/n is ready to leave atsumu
after everything went down, the two of you agreed to stay in touch, for reasons you weren’t sure. i guess, atsumu assumed that things could still be the same, even if you weren’t together anymore. you guys started as friends, so you guys could be friends after things didn’t work out, right? wrong, actually.
you don’t know how atsumu could be so oblivious to how much he was hurting you–keeping you around, stringing you along. maybe it was your fault for keeping yourself so accessible to him.
following the breakup, he tried picking things back up where they left off. he still relied on you when shit hit the fan. he knew you would be there to rescue him, piece him back together, and hold him in place until he broke himself again.
after the umpteenth time you came to his rescue, you told yourself you couldn’t do this any longer.
in the bedroom of his apartment, he walks through the door frame wobbly, before sitting at the foot of the bed. you follow behind him but opt to stay by the door. he puts his head in his hands while you stare at him idly.
“thanks for picking me up again, y/n. i really appreciate you. always there when i need you,” he says.
“mhm,” you hum through tight lips.
“what’s wrong?” he questions.
“i just– i can’t keep doing this, miya.”
the use of his surname causes his chest to ache.
“what do you mean?”
“i can’t keep being here for you, it’s just not fair. to you, i’m this disposable thing. like the spare parts in your cabinet, just waiting to be used by you. i can’t do this to myself. it’s about time i put energy into something that isn’t you. i need to focus on myself because god knows i need that,” you proclaim.
“i’m sor-”
you interrupt, “i don’t want you in my life anymore.”
atsumu’s silence follows.
“don’t try reaching out because i won’t answer,” you give one last warning.
with that, you leave his apartment, tears hot as hell streaming down your face. you almost fall down the stairs because you can’t see. when you reach the bottom of the stairwell, you take a minute on the last step to pull yourself together.
you know healing from this will be hard and it will take time. but that didn’t make it hurt any less.
with the last bit of your strength, you got up, went to your car, and drove home.
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angelina
there’s nothing as heartbreaking as seeing someone from your past grow so elegantly in front of you. it triggers so many thoughts and questions that can just eat and eat at you.
oikawa knows this and he knows it well. he checks up on you every now and then– from afar, though. nothing creepy or anything, just checking through instagram and sometimes he’ll see you around town. it’s easier for him to tell how you’re doing when he sees you in town, though.
he remembers the first time he saw you after the breakup, you looked beautiful, as always. he wanted to approach you, talk to you, maybe even hug you or lay a comforting hand on your shoulder. but he knew he couldn’t after everything he’s put you through. he decided that if you saw him in that moment, you would actually murder him. oikawa can acknowledge it was that bad.
it was bizarre how often he would see you. it’s like he could never get away. every time he trained himself to stop looking for you, you would end up right in front of him again. oikawa couldn’t tell if he should consider himself lucky or if it was a curse.
he loved seeing that you were doing good, continuing to grow and prosper, but it hurt two times as much when he realized it was because you were no longer with him.
and it hurt four times as much when he saw someone from the old karasuno team wrap their arm around your waist.
a/n: dude this is inspired by the ultimatum and lizzy mcalpine’s angelina. why is vanessa so annoying. anyway, here’s the ex’s pov.
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unbound are you by me
kuroo tetsuro x gn!reader
genre: angst
wc: 697
warnings: break upppp
things just weren’t the same anymore. how could they be?
you were a year younger than kuroo. you knew that when you started dating, things would be hard when the next school year came around. you would finish your third year while kuroo was away at university. and you were hopeful–naive and stupid.
what you and kuroo had was special, no doubt about it. the both of you wanted a future together and long distance to work out. you knew you loved him and he loved you, but was that enough? could that keep the two of you together?
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unbound are you by me
kuroo tetsuro x gn!reader
genre: angst
wc: 697
warnings: break upppp
things just weren’t the same anymore. how could they be?
you were a year younger than kuroo. you knew that when you started dating, things would be hard when the next school year came around. you would finish your third year while kuroo was away at university. and you were hopeful–naive and stupid.
what you and kuroo had was special, no doubt about it. the both of you wanted a future together and long distance to work out. you knew you loved him and he loved you, but was that enough? could that keep the two of you together?
you spent every day of the summer dreading the fall, thinking of all the possible ways things could go wrong– the worst case scenario. you tried not to think about it, to live in the moment, but the inevitable truth stuck with you.
you understood it would be hard, but god, not this hard.
the first week was slow. on the first day, you couldn’t have felt more alone. kuroo was busy moving and getting settled in, so you didn’t get to speak that much. the second day, you two got in a fight. the first of many while he was away. the fights were worse over the phone because nothing felt resolved long after communicating.
kuroo got so busy so quick and you only had time to talk for a short bit at the end of the day, and sometimes, not at all. but it was out of your control. what could you do? ask him to be less busy? that’s almost impossible to control. ask him to make more time for you? that’s selfish.
and on top of things, you felt terrible for talking to him at all. you felt selfish for the little time you got to “spend” with him. he always has late plans so he calls you before. always in a hurry, in a rush. he could just be with his friends already or be getting work done, so why was he wasting time on you? you felt like you were holding him down. holding him down from his new life, tying him to his old town, to nothing. nothing was there for him anymore. it was just you, but you weren’t even sure if that was enough to bring him back. more than half the time he called you, you would get in a fight anyway, so surely he was tired of that. tired of you.
it didn’t take you long to realize…
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you two agreed to talk around 8 pm, like usual.
“hey, baby,” kuroo greeted.
“hey, tetsuro.”
you don’t give yourself or him the chance to talk about how the day has gone. you tell him how you’ve been feeling for the past couple of weeks, how you’ve been hurting, how you feel pathetically alone, how you’ve lost yourself, and how you hate to say it but you want to break up.
kuroo doesn’t say anything for a while. he’s thinking, trying to give you his most meaningful words.
“is that really what you want?” he asks.
it’s the heartbreaking truth but the truth nonetheless. “yes.”
“ok then,” he pauses, “ i’m sorry i made you feel anything less than love,y/n. you’re the best thing to have happened to me and i’m so glad we had the time that we did. i couldn’t have gone this lifetime without experiencing you. i’m sorry i wasn’t there and can’t be.”
“it’s ok, tetsuro. please just go experience the rest of college. mess around a little. experience different people who are there with you. experience more than me,” you tell him.
he knows more than to beg for you to rethink things. he assumes this is all you’ve been thinking about since the say he left–and he’d be right.
“ok, y/n. i’m sorry, and thank you for everything. i love you. i’m so so sorry.”
with that, you hung up the phone. you allowed yourself to grieve but you knew it couldn’t be for long. you’d go back to him if you did. you need to put your focus back on yourself and where you are.
a/n: if you read this, thank you so much. i’m sorry for not posting for such a long time and i hope you’ll still enjoy my work.
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