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Fly (Keishin Ukai) -  COMPLETED by KarasunoParkingLot
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They said she would be the best player in the world. They said she was destined to take Japan to the top again. But it all changed the day of the Volleyball Nationals Final. She was the reason the team won, but at what cost? Four years on and she had not touched a Volleyball since. She was a different person entirely. However, what happens when she finally decides to turn her life around and becomes the assistant coach for her younger brothers volleyball team? Will her life finally have meaning again or will it go crumbling down just like everyone predicted?
Out of Touch by prodkivy
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a deep dive into an unknown person's journal and their journey through trauma, loss, and most importantly love. - when the actions of falling in love turn into the very reason for your existence. the very reason that drives your passions and keeps you up at night. when you know there's only one way in and one way out. when you know that no matter how many times you skim through the pages, read the written words with such delicacy and hold this book close.. we will always be out of touch. info ⚠️ - mild trigger warnings (will give one before a tough chapter) - gender neutral. gender isn't specified and you can envision the mc to be whoever you'd like.
what i would've gave by nightmarefemme
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#17 in poetry! part 1 - there are so many things i wish i could tell him. ask him. scream at him. but he's not coming back and i don't want it. not anymore, not the way i used to. the day i stopped calling him dad was the day he died. part 2 - some people are not the destination, but the journey, they say. i'd like to retrace my steps, just once, to seem them again, hold them again, love them again. it was a privilege, to be allowed to love you. maybe you lost a pair of shoulders to cry on, too. this is for you.