Broken Wings (Daisuga)
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  • LECTURAS 11,737
  • Votos 404
  • Partes 26
  • Hora 6h 26m
Concluida, Has publicado jul 06, 2020
When you give everybody something constantly, eventually you'll have nothing left for yourself.

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A shadow is a dark place, ask Sugawara Koushi, he should know. Afterall, he's a third year setter that was easily replaced by a genius first year. As he starts doubting his ability to shine, Sugawara's wings start losing feathers, but hopefully his team will notice before he falls from the sky... right?

"Fly high, Karasuno."

Status: Completed

Disclaimer: May contain triggering themes as this is an angst fanfic with a protagonist that will struggle with symptoms of depression. 
I am in no way trying to romanticize depression. If you are dealing with that issue, I strongly encourage you to seek help. My DMs are always open.
Will contain boy x boy relationships so if you're not into that or it makes you uncomfortable, I politely ask you to find another story. 
I own nothing but the plot, and an ability to write.

p.s. there's no honourifics/formalities present in the story since i'm not familiar with them and don't want to use it incorrectly.
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"I like your warmth, stupid Magna." Luck mumbles sleepily. "If it bothers you, you can shove me off anytime..." It comes as easy as breathing. Luck's body pressed against his like this, their limbs tangled with each other's, and his rough, calloused hand holding a smaller, slender one. It's just like how things always are between them. It's just like Luck barreling into his room, shocking him out of his slumber. It's just like Luck toying with an empty pudding container, then running away from incoming fireballs. It's just like Luck running without looking back, with full trust in him being able to keep up. Magna should've known, really. It all comes naturally, like two halves of one whole. It all comes effortlessly, like mana to a mage and like static sparks to flickering embers. It all comes as easy as breathing, the way his heart beats steadily for this boy in his arms that took his hand so earnestly and hasn't let go ever since. Magna is hopelessly in love with his best friend, but he'll never tell him that. Or: The five times Magna hides something from Luck and the one time he doesn't.