monabura

Trigger warning for death. Memory was slow to return. At first the only thing he could feel was pain. The pain was total, everywhere, and so that there was no room for memory. Drifting to consciousness, bit by bit, Haizaki began to feel that his palm was warmer than the rest of his body. Somebody was definitely holding his hand. As he got used to the pain, he began to remember. As he began to remember, that someone let go of his hand. Oh, if only it wasn't so hard for him to open his eyes to see his surroundings. But he heard voices, the sounds that made little to no meaning at that moment. Soon, he felt shifting at wherever he was lying,

Kuroo sighed. He shouldn’t do this. But he had to, it was stronger than him. He knew he’d regret it if he didn’t use this chance now. If not now then when? He walked up to his room, opening the door carefully. The curtains were still closed, meaning you were still asleep. Kuroo needed a moment for his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the room, and when he did he saw your chest moving up and down with small puffs as you were breathing steadily. “Yo,” he whispered in your ear as soon as he got to you. “Wake up.” The look you shot at him when you opened his eyes, he found it entertaining, but it was

Evening. She enjoyed that time of the day, when darkness enveloped places where the street lamp couldn’t reach, when silence grew its dominance over. Then, rain started to fall, interrupting the silence, the dripping sound becoming stronger as the rain grew harder. The girl closed her eyes and relaxed in her chair, resting her eyes from staring at her laptop too much that day. The sound of the rain calmed her, helped her sort out her thoughts. She got up and walked to her window. She observed the rain, how it connected the sky and the ground, falling heavier and heavier. She didn’t mind it at all. Besides one person running to

Take me away... Away from here, wherever our hearts guide us, wherever our legs take us, wherever cars drive us, for anywhere is better than being trapped somewhere where nothing ever changes. Hey. Let's go to Wonderland. For no place can bind us, home is what we have to leave behind. Happy in Wonderland. But, it seems, everytime we try, Wonderland always tends to slip away.

*Soulmate!AU where the first words your soulmate says are tattooed on your wrist. *Reader trains martial arts. “All right, once more!”  Your coach’s words echoed through the gym as all of the club members obeyed the given order and repeated the drill. You hated when the coach held early morning practices before class even started, but there was nothing to be done. Soon, you were parted in smaller groups, each group doing different exercises, like different sorts of kicks and punches, self defense and such. Before your coach got to your group you heard the gym door opening, and a familiar group of people entering and takin

A/N: For the ones who already read this, little parts have been corrected and the end completely rewritten. Summer vacation just started, but you were already bored out of your mind. Since it was too hot outside for your liking, you decided to stay in the shade of your home, accompanied by your only savior from the hellish heat: the fan. Still, you woke up way to early and had no idea what to do, so you spent half of the morning trying to fall back asleep, success rate being zero. Getting off of your bed you planned to go to the kitchen to find something to eat, but the buzzing of your phone made you change your plan. It was a drag finding i

Ever since you became neighbors, you would feel the urge to always look nice when you'd leave the house, even if you had to take out the trash, you would put on a cute shirt just in case that he was near. You prepared a lovely smile and a warm 'Hello' every time you left your doorstep. You definitely didn't want him to see you in baggy clothes that hadn't suited your body at all. It was hard, being Oikawa Tooru's neighbor, and at the same time, having a major crush on him. You would call yourself lucky at times, since being his neighbor meant that you'd frequently run into him on the way to school, conversing (mostly Oikawa talking about hi

The next day: You rested your head on your school desk from the moment you got to school. You probably had little to no sleep at all, since your eyelids were heavy, getting to a conclusion that last night wasn't so nice to you; your head hurt and you weren't feeling all too well. 'Never drinking again' you thought to yourself while rubbing your temples, ‘I don't think I remember anything at all since I saw-‘ Your head rose. That was it. You remembered Haizaki and that he offered you a drink. He must have known what happened. You decided to look for him some other time though, since he still didn’t get to school and you ha