Prom Uninformed | Haizaki Shougo by JustABrokenSpirit, literature
Literature
Prom Uninformed | Haizaki Shougo
[Swearing]
"Make sure you wear something nice, so all those other assholes know you're my girl."
Haizaki's abrupt comment, which the girl currently facing her locker had definitely not been expecting, was answered with an unimpressed gaze.
If [Y/N] was a perfectly honest being, she would have admitted to having no clue what the basketball player was referring to (especially the mention of her being '[his] girl') but time which seemed like aeons had taught her that showing confusion, and therefore weakness, in front of the boy never ended well. He would torment her, joke scoldingly at her 'ignorance' even if there had been no information to
Support | Hara Kazuya by JustABrokenSpirit, literature
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Support | Hara Kazuya
[Mild Swearing]
"Pass your phone," you muttered- rubbing one eye with exhaustion.
A devilish grin appeared on Hara's face as he extended his arm holding said-mobile so that your own hand was left comically hanging just a couple centimetres away. Sitting on his lap, you wriggled over to the left to finally take the phone- only for him to move as well and for you to be left in the same situation as before.
"I'm not in the mood for your fucking games, Hara."
Your words, which could have been created out of irritation, were weary. They almost seemed heavy, tiring to hold, and this metaphorical description could approximately be literal as wel
It happened again.
“Haizaki!”
Once again you had to resort to grabbing your agitated boyfriend by the shoulders in attempt to pull him from a body. You were trying to prevent him from further disfiguring the face of some guy. Haizaki’s fists and jaw were clenched as he growled threateningly at the young man on the ground. The poor guy cradled his broken, bleeding nose with a frustrated groan.
“Don't ever talk about my girl like that again. Got it, shithead?” Haizaki’s tone was a stone cold seriousness, his eyes narrowed dangerously as he pointed to the man. You grabbed his arm and pulled him away, not no
Hanamiya Makoto x reader | Getting used to things by crazybitchz, literature
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Hanamiya Makoto x reader | Getting used to things
When people said they fell in love with their partner from the first sight, Hanamiya just snickered and said that it's bullshit. In his case, it actually was. He didn't fall in love with you immediately, because he saw you as a weak, boring girl who doesn't have any kind of self-confidence. However, when you proved him wrong (by yelling at him when he bullied your friend) he saw your temperament and courage to stand up for something and Hanamiya knew instantly that he would want to know you better.
One thing led to another and you became friends. Hanamiya became comfortable around you very quickly, you two got the same kind of humor and he l
Knitting | Murasakibara Atsushi by Tiacchi, literature
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Knitting | Murasakibara Atsushi
“Why do I have to do this?”
You ignored the whine from your boyfriend, concentrating on knitting the scarf in your hands. He held both arms out, yarn wrapped around them as you used it for your creation.
“Because this is the best way for you to help..”
How could you forget the last time? He kept poking his finger, and in his anger, broke the two needles, resulting in you beating him and banning snacks for a day..
“Maybe if you actually studied… You wouldn’t have to help me.. But since you don’t show interest in anything else, I figured this is the best way to help..”
He was still pouti
No Treat, No Trick | Murasakibara Atushi by JustABrokenSpirit, literature
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No Treat, No Trick | Murasakibara Atushi
[Some Swearing]
[Alternate Name: Braces at Halloween]
Giving another low moan, you pressed your fingernail harder against your thumb- hoping to eradicate the pain through a new source. However, once again, it didn't work. Your body was curled up on the sofa, television on but an almost inaudible volume, as you felt more severe spams of pain echo through your head.
It was all the brace's fault.
You were currently going through the hell called 'newly received teeth-straighteners'. And boy, did it hurt like hell. It wasn't even that your teeth were extremely twisted or odd, it was just some overlapping in the bottom set that had caused your p
Injustice | Hanamiya Makoto by JustABrokenSpirit, literature
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Injustice | Hanamiya Makoto
[Mild Swearing]
Pissed would have been an understatement. Hell, even 'murderous' would have been a little weak for the emotion you were feeling. It was pure raw burning tortuous fury that was flowing through your frame and into your clenched fists.
Hanamiya was running his fingers through your hair, one arm firmly wrapped around your heaving waist. To be truthful, he honestly couldn't give a fuck about the rant you were in the middle of- he was just taking advantage of your desperation to yell about others so he could feel your warm body against his.
"...and Satoshi, you know the guy, was cheating so fucking much..."
The story you were sn
Routine | Haizaki Shogo by JustABrokenSpirit, literature
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Routine | Haizaki Shogo
[Older AU: Reader and Haizaki are roughly 25]
Morning:
Eyes open.
They close, the thick sunlight thrusting itself through the curtains too much for them to handle.
A morning kiss on the cheek from the body lying next to you.
Eyes open.
Arms pull the body closer.
“Get up”
“But I don’t wanna”
His body heat moves away from you and you pull the covers closer to your hunched form.
The curtains are opened, he walks out of the room with fists clenched.
You should have gotten up.
Midday:
Eyes open.
Delivered pizza, its cheese looking suspiciously foul but it was cheap and came quickly- that’s all you
Changing into loose fitting sweats and an old t-shirt, she folded her legs underneath her on the sofa. Kuroko slowly approached her, resting his hand on the crown of her head. "Are you... Are alright now?"
Eyes lacking of all life, she cast her gaze through the open window, looking at the moon which seemed bigger and brighter than it had ever before. At a loss for words, Kuroko kept quiet and watched her with clear blue eyes as she continued to stare outside. She tugged at her hairband before combing her hair back several times, causing the soft strands to fall over her face when she turned and dropped her head forward.
"No Tetsuya..." Her
. yearning | Aomine Daiki by AngelicInferno, literature
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. yearning | Aomine Daiki
She knew that there was little hope of them ever being together.
What did she have to offer him?
She was nothing more than an insecure girl with a big dream; a dream of becoming something, a someone who was loved by everyone, Aomine included.
She knew that he cherished their friendship, even though he never showed his kind side, but she wanted more.
She wanted to be the love of his life. To be cherished by him. To be loved.
But he deserved better, like the pinkette who obviously harbored feelings for him.
Little did she know that all he wanted was her.
But he could not bring himself to say the words.
How they each yearn to love and be