"_______..."
"________?"
"_________!"
You jumped, Matthew's voice startling you from the scatter of thoughts occupying your mind. Your reaction caused the Canadian to flinch a bit in surprise, yelping out a small 'Maple!'.
"Sorry Mattie." You apologized with a self-conscious smile. "I got distracted for a sec."
Your friend hugged his bear closer to him and gave you a sheepish smile. "It's okay, ________. But..um, what was your answer for question 6?"
You and Matthew had been doing weekly study sessions for almost a month now. You had horrible grades in History, but scored excellently in Math. Vice versa, Matthew couldn't do math well, b
..:: Your Fault ::.. by SheerIridescence, literature
Literature
..:: Your Fault ::..
Aizawa Shouta (Eraserhead) X Reader
Spending the night at Aizawa’s place on weekends was something you took great pleasure in. Considering you had so much crap that you couldn’t quite move in to his cozy little apartment just yet, you relished in the moments you got to spend with him, even if it only was just weekends. You shared the same bed, which was a delight you used to only dream of until now. Usually, you got up earlier than him to make breakfast, but when you leave he cocoons himself in the quilt and sheets, almost trapped in a wrap of blankets by the time you return with news of breakfast. This Saturday morning was n
Farewell and Into the Inevitable // Oikawa Tooru by what-the-honk, literature
Literature
Farewell and Into the Inevitable // Oikawa Tooru
Oikawa sat by your side for a time beyond counting. Days, weeks, months went by in rushed blurs, incomprehensible slews of colour and motion that he could never care to decipher.
There was a time in his life where he was at his happiest. His trademark smile he hid behind as a smokescreen became genuine and heartfelt, no longer did he feel the harsh sting of being surpassed by a younger genius, for no longer did he care.
Because he had you. His immovable centre. You were the foundation for which he could build an empire.
When he was with you, for the first time since he could remember, he was happy.
But “forever” was a word tha
Pretty [Kuroo x CF!Reader] by TheNobodyofaSOLDIER, literature
Literature
Pretty [Kuroo x CF!Reader]
cystic fibrosis - a hereditary disorder affecting the exocrine glands, causing the production of abnormally thick mucus, leading to the blockage of the pancreatic ducts, intestines, and bronchi and often resulting in respiratory infection
So ugly...
The lines of your ulnas and radii, the bulbous protrusions of your bony processes, the pasty, dryness that was now your skin, the hollows in your cheeks, the deepening circles dragging down your eyes, the plastic tubes practically shoved up your nostrils and various needles delving into blood vessels...
You were once so lovely, so full of life.
You once could dash about in your yard. You once
Paces [Sugawara x Injured!Reader] by TheNobodyofaSOLDIER, literature
Literature
Paces [Sugawara x Injured!Reader]
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TqrEox67O78 Please listen while you read!)
It was the perfect time of day; a gentle, warm summer brace, birds twittering as they nestled in their nests for the evening, the sun painting the evening sky with a myriad of purples, reds and oranges, petals from blossoming flowers and green leaves floated by you, the streets emptying as kids and grown ups alike return to the safety of their home after a day of work and play.
Leaning back in your wheelchair, you inhaled the scent of fresh grass, flowers, occasionally dinner for a nearby house. Ever since your car accident, you remained indoors, watching those of
One More Time [Hinata x Depressed!Reader] by TheNobodyofaSOLDIER, literature
Literature
One More Time [Hinata x Depressed!Reader]
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SNoMeKCn0x4 Please listen while you read!)
”Give it to me!
”Bring it here!
”One more time!”
His voice rings out in the impending darkness. Everything spins. The world outside becomes a fog. You sink into your bed as the weight presses you further, dragging you down, more and more.
Tears burn your eyes, and your heart clenches with the despair plaguing you for far too long.
This is the only way out. You convince yourself that it is better this way.
Yet, his voice echoes loud and true in the waning light:
”One more time!!”
Flaming hair, eyes sparkling brighter than th
Always In My Head [Asahi x Anxious!Reader] by TheNobodyofaSOLDIER, literature
Literature
Always In My Head [Asahi x Anxious!Reader]
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Js16_Q-WtAs Please listen while you read!)
Thump...thump...thump...
Despite the calming music filling the room, the artificial sounds emanating from your sound machine, all you perceived was the pounding of your own heart. Peeling aches coursed from the top of your head down into the base of your neck. Your spine cried out from the pressure of your horrid posture, constantly hunching over a book or a laptop. Piles of notecards scattered about your room. Pieces of paper both used and discarded were strewn about the floor.
Every inch was covered with your efforts and struggles.
This paper, this thesis, was m
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Literature
Torn Leaves [Nishinoya x Depressed!Reader]
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9KKnwu8neYY Please listen while you read!)
Sinking.
Aching.
Breathless.
Heavy.
Despite the lightness of the cool breeze against your chapped skin, despite the cheerful golden light directly to the west of you, greeting with a wave and applause, these horrid burdens continue to press you the browning grass beneath you. Your head propped against the base of the tree, you sigh as you watch the leaves twirl about you, dancing with the wind. Nimble fingers grasp the thin frame of the leaves, tugging, pulling, tearing, until brown remains scatter across your chest. Again, you take another: first in half, then i
Belong [Bokuto x Depressed!Reader] by TheNobodyofaSOLDIER, literature
Literature
Belong [Bokuto x Depressed!Reader]
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
”Heeeey.”
Like an alarm in the morning hours, you were awakened from the darkness of your thoughts.
You blinked.
Your eyes adjusted.
Eyes of gold and hair of silver; metals considered to be so precious, but not as precious as the person to whom they belonged.
Calloused hands cupped your face, and a pair of lips crashed against your own in a quick kiss - to be honest, it was borderline a head-butt. Your heart jumped at the sudden, aggressive contact.
“Bokuto-!?”
“Hey, no need to get angry! Just bringing you back!”
You raised an eyebrow and tilted your head.
Crashing [Kuroo x Anxious!Reader] by TheNobodyofaSOLDIER, literature
Literature
Crashing [Kuroo x Anxious!Reader]
“Hey, I’m home, babe.”
Silence.
“Babe?” Kuroo placed down the crinkling sacks. He glanced around the room for a moment, but all was still.
His heart raced faster.
“Baby, I got some take out. You hungry?”
Still, no answer.
A lump fathered in his throat. Cold sweat, formed along as brow. In a frantic rush, he began his search through the apartment.
“Please,” he prayed. “Please, please, no.”
Crashing...
Unbeknownst to Kuroo Tetsurou, the world was ending. Everything was going to come crashing down any second, and it was going to take you with it.
At least, that was how y