Crossing Paths (Rin X Nitori)(A/N: WHY IS RINTORI SO EASY TO WRITE ABOUT??
This ship is so cute. This one’s really angsty.)
Seijuro was quite correct. He did end up rooming with the younger boy, whom barely took time to converse.
Shellshock, Rin told himself.
The lights were out soon enough. The moment there was no visibility, Rin had heard sobs. They were heavily audible, even when compressed into a pillow. He couldn’t continue to lie there as he heard the younger boy hurting. Rin moved towards the sound of sobbing.
“Aiichiro,” he sniffled, sitting up before hacking into a new fit of weeping.
It was a stupid question he had asked, but somehow Aiichiro had intrigued him further than any person in the Orphanage-Boarding school.
He didn’t know what to do except to wrap his arms around the shoulder of the hurting teen. Nitori continued to cry, only sputtering out words like, ‘car crash’, ‘fire’, ‘highway
Acting (Izuki Shun X Reader)“No, it’s not as deep as a well, or as wide as a church door, but it’s enough. It’ll do the job.” He said as he grazed his hand over the large wound in his side. Izuki cringed in pain, tears in his silver eyes as he glanced at you once more.
“Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man.”
“Goddamnit, Izuki,” You whispered faintly, the tears coming to your face as you stared at the lifeless body beneath you, no longer trembling.
“You can’t even die without-”
“CUT!” the director, a girl named Erin yelled from her chair, “How many times, (f/n), have I told you to stay in character? He’s not Izuki, but Mercutio! And his speech isn’t even half done!!”
“I’m sorry Erin,” You laughed sheepishly as Izuki brushed himself off the stage.
How To Start A War (Yandere! Akashi X Reader)(A/N:I saw an ending photo of Akashi playing the violin near a fireplace, and I was like- that boy is so perfect, what can I do with myself?? Lately, I’ve been referencing him as my future husband, just like Midorima. His character just entices me so much!)
This is not how you make love
This is not what we signed up for
This is not how it’s meant to be
This is how to start a war
Akashi grazed you a look, one with darkness emanating from his heterochromatic orbs. You didn’t turn, no, but stayed back, your (h/c) locks facing him. Away.
“You shouldn’t have done this to yourself, (f/n) (l/n).” He murmured, his fingers tracing the sharp ends of his scissors. Whose
Wedding Dress! Rin Matsuoka X Reader(A/N: This is posted on my tumblr, and I thought I should start posting stuff on dA for once that I've actually been working on, like fanfiction
I didn’t know that I would write such a long-ass fic. I wanted to try a songfic, and when I heard of this song and thought about Rin, my heart just plunged into an abyss of pain. The song I used is Wedding Dress (English Version) by J Reyez ft. Tommy C. I am so sorry for any OOCness// Especially with Rin and Gou.)
Never should’ve let you go
Never found myself at home
Ever since that day that you walked
Right out the door
Rin gazed at the old photo of you and him. It was at the time the two of you were vacationing. He hated and loved the photo; he loved the way everything seemed perfect, the way yo