Shirabu always feels strange around Semi Eita. Sometimes it's an accelerated heartbeat. Sometimes it's a nervous blush. Sometimes it's a smile he didn't invite onto his mouth. And then one day, a single flower petal. *TW: Blood, implied self harm* (Also I changed up the hanahaki thing just a bit for increased pain sorry)

Sugawara Koushi está harto de todo, sutilmente un día decide acabar con su sufrimiento, mientras nadie nota su malestar él se va de su casa mientras sus padres no están y procede a escribir su final. 28# koushi 16/03/19♡

.... What happens when you write a letter to someone who doesn't exist? .... What if he receives your letters and writes back to you? .... What if his reply never reached you? .... What if...???

- [[ мιnaĸυra ; нaмaнaya ]] [[ angѕт ; ѕenтιмenтale ; ιnтroѕpeттιvo ; oneѕнoт dιvιѕa ιn dυe parтι ]] - daʟ тeѕтo: Ci sono volute cinque chiamate a vuoto prima di convincersi che Atsushi non sarebbe venuto, che avrebbe saltato come sempre un altro dei loro appuntamenti e che l'indomani - o forse più avanti, chissà quando si sarebbero rivisti - gli avrebbe rifilato una delle sue solite scuse come "impegni con il lavoro" e cose del genere. La prassi è sempre quella, a distanza di anni si sente ancora come il ragazzino delle medie abbandonato dal suo migliore amico: solo, stupido, ingenuo [...]"

two seemingly normal people who just continued living their lives suddenly met in the most unusual and beautiful circumstances. what followed was a story of two people, who unbeknownst to them, were meant to be. so even if the stars above are saying otherwise, the fate of the two had already crossed paths. @hqheaven 2020

Oikawa Tooru is under pressure. He is being pressed from all sides. From his parents... From his team mates... From his friends... and worst of all, himself. He NEEDS to be the best. Or does he?

Tragaré un frasco de pastillas de la felicidad antes de morir, tal vez así renaceré como una persona feliz. --------------------------------- When you feel my heat Look into my eyes It's where my demons hide It's where my demons hide Don't get too close It's dark inside It's where my demons hide It's where my demons hide

Sabes que estás mal, cuando ya no eres capaz de reconocer la realidad de lo falso, cuando tu alma se desconecta de tu cuerpo, convirtiéndote en otra persona.

Just let me be Who I am It's what you really need to understand And I hope so hard for the pain to go away And it's torturing me But I can't break free So I cry and cry but just won't get it out The silent scream ... My silent scream

Between the two of them, Osamu had always been more liked. Well, maybe not when it came to Sakusa, but in every other aspect. Where Atsumu was sassy and arrogant, he was mature and calmer. Where Atsumu was known for being a self-entitled asshole, Osamu got popular for his quiet yet kind nature. And where Atsumu got insecure, hiding it with layers upon layers of masks and always got in trouble with his mother, Osamu didn't notice. And neither did the team. It seemed as if he was caught in a ticking time bomb, and the situation was just waiting for the right moment to explode in order to create more damage, both to himself and everyone around him. Word count: 61.033 ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵃᵛᵃⁱˡᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵒⁿ ᵃʳᶜʰⁱᵛᵉᵒᶠᵒᵘʳᵒʷⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘᵗᵘᵇᵉ › ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ ᵃˢ ʷⁱᵗ