Times When The Hq Boys Wanted To Turn Back Time

Times when the hq boys wanted to turn back time

a/n: Depending on how I feel, I may write these as full fics later... but we shall see

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Warning: Angst, a lil’ bit of death (reader), miscarriage, fluff??, abuses (well not really but kinda)

Karasuno version

Daichi Sawamura:

He should have gone home last night instead of working overtime in the office. He should have walked  you home, and spent the night with you in his arms, but he didn’t. Now he is at the crime scene of a brutal murder. You weren’t at home watching the news, or making pancakes, you were dead here on the ground. There were ligature marks on both your wrists, and strangulation marks on your neck. How could he let this happen. He promised that he would always protect  you, yet your cold body still lies before him with a look of fear forever plastered on your face and in his heart. If only he could go back in time and fulfill his promise to you.

Koshi Sugawara:

He was doing parent teacher interviews with his first graders. The next student was his favourite, but he would never admit it out loud. She looked just like the girl who still held his heart. She even had the same look when she was focused on her school work as you do when you were concentrated. She was one of his best students, so he was excited to talk to the parents of this sweet little girl. That was until he saw his favorite pupil holding your hand while you were in the arms of another man. He wished it was him instead. He wished he could turn back time and be with you and your children for the rest of your lives. It only hurt more when you called him “Sugawara”. Not “Koshi” or “babe”. Just Sugawara.

Asahi Azumane:

You were the ever-so-famous model. He was a new designer. He never should have fallen for you. And you never should have fallen for him. But it happened, and the relationship was far from perfect. In the beginning, you were just innocently modeling his designs, but as you grew more infatuated with him, the more he just had to have you. Beginnings are always blissful. Now, you never model any of his designs. Now you hold no love for him. Now it was just pain as he watched your live stream wedding. You didn’t love him anymore, but he could never stop loving you.It caused him so much pain as he watched you happily say “I do.” to the man in front of you. The man who you loved. If he could turn back time, he would never meet you. Maybe then he wouldn’t be in pain. 

Nishinoya Yuu:

You were wrapped around him like a small koala bear as he cuddled you. You were securely placed in his arms. Your warmth made Nishinoya smile, but as he reached his arm towards you, he was met with nothing. No one was there. You weren’t there. It was all a dream because he couldn’t turn back time and bring you back, because you didn't love him. 

Tanaka Ryuunosuke:

It had been a good day at work, he saw a few of his favorite clients, and none of them create unnecessary drama. And on top of that, he got to go home early to see his pregnant wife. Today was good. Was good. As he ignorantly strolled through the door, he wasn’t greeted with your usual “Hey babe!” or “How was work today?”. He was met with eerie silence. He raced into action to find you. He ran through the kitchen and living room yelling your name, looking in every corner to find you. He couldn’t justify why you were out of the house. You were supposed to stay home and rest. So why couldn’t he find you? He race up and down the stairs, and flew through the hallways, until he heard your crying. He walked towards the sound of the weeping and found you in the bathroom, blood on the floor and all along your legs. You were crying on the floor, letting the tears stream down your face and hit the floor. He walked towards you, and picked you up. Holding you like a life line. He didn’t care if blood got on his cloths. All he cared about was you. He listened intently to your rapid breathing and your string of apologies as the whispered that none of it was your fault and reassuring you with sweet nothings. 

When you finally calmed down and were able to breathe steadily again, your eyes where red and puffy, and your skin was blotchy. The sadness that the two of you felt was incomprehensible. You avoided looking at him. You were scared of how he was looking at you. You were scared that if you looked at him all you would see was hate and anger. 

“I’m sorry Ryu.” you said softly, avoiding his gaze. “I’m sorry I couldn’t keep our baby.”

“No dear, none of this is your fault. I don’t blame you at all.” he replied while tenderly grabbing your chin so you would look at him. “We can have another baby together.”

“Together?”

“Together.” he agreed. This moment was painful. If he could redo the months leading up to this day, he would. If it meant that you wouldn’t have felt all of the pain, then he wouldn’t even need to think twice about it.

Kageyama Tobio

How did they lose? Karasuno were supposed to go to nationals this year. So what went wrong? His serves were perfect, his sets were extremely precise. so how could they have lost.

“Kageyama, I think we should do a new type of attack.” stated the shorter orange haired boy. The team had arrived back to the school, you were in the gym watching the boys talk with the coach and doing their own practiving. You knew how hard they worked, especially Tobio. You had to drag him out of the gym during his many late night practices. Kageyama still had not replied to Hinata. “Kageyama?” he asked, trying to get his attention.

“WE DON’T NEED A NEW ATTACK! WE NEED YOU TO BE FASTER AND JUMP HIGHER!” he screamed angrily, holding Hinata up by the collar. Hinata had a look of pure fear and panic as he realized that his feet were no longer on the ground. The rest of the team was yelling at him to put Hinata down, and that it wasn’t his fault. You instinctively run towards him and place a careful hand on his shoulder, only to be pushed back with such speed and power that you were pushed to the ground. The entire gym was quiet in shock. Kageyama had never done anything to hurt you. He was always soft around you, making you were ok and were happy. This action made him realize what he had done. He dropped Hinata to the ground who was coughing, trying to get air into his lungs. He quickly walked towards you, only for you to move away from him. Were you scared of him? Tears had began to pool in your eyes.

“Who are you?” you ask him and you slowly get up and walk away. Out of the gym. 

You didn’t go to school for the rest of the week. When you did, you avoided him like the plague. It wasn’t until two weeks later that he finally got you to listen. He apologized and begged for you to forgive him. But you just looked at him. The look that told him that he wasn’t getting a second chance. You couldn’t look at him as you walk away. You couldn’t let yourself turn around and comfort him. So you just walked away. If the genius setter of Karasuno could redo anything in his life, it would be to get you back.

Hinata Shoyo

When he let you go, he had no idea how stupid he was. You were the light of his life, but he put volleyball before you. That day when you said that you were done in this relationship. You said that you loved him. You told him that he needed to love you as well for the relationship to work. But he was the one who said “I think I can love you.”. Those words which shattered your heart and tears began to pool in your eyes. He didn’t realize how stupid he was until he saw you years later, latched on to another man’s arm. You looked happy. But all he felt was the pain of letting you go. Maybe he could figure out how to go back in time and put in more effort and look into your eyes and say “I love you and I always will.”.

Tsukishima Kei:

Yamaguchi was about to become the happiest man on the planet. It was his wedding day after all. And he was his best man. Tsukishima should be happy for his best friend. Right? But no, he felt jealous. He had loved you since before time, but you loved his best friend, and you were happy loving him. To you Tsukishima was just a friend. But why should he be mad at Yamaguchi? He was the one to tell him to just ask you out. He help him plan at least 100 dates for you. All he wanted was to turn back the clock and ask you out before Yamaguchi did. Maybe then, he would be the groom, and you would be his beautiful bride who would walk down the aisle. But he was supposed to be happy for his best friend. Right?

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Your first kiss with him was magical. You knew it as soon as your lips touched that he was the one. When your lips first touched his, he knew that he just had to keep you.The first kiss was sweet and innocent, and he wouldn’t have it any other was.He could see every freckle and line on your face, and you were mesmerized by the little freckles that dotted his face. It was in that moment, that he fell in love with your littler imperfections with only added to your beauty.  If he could relive a moment of his live, it would be when the universe told him that you were the one.

My heart died with you

Akaashi Keiji x reader

Summary: Akaashi Keiji. A very successful man. If you were to ask anyone about him they would say that he has a good job and a beautiful wife. Or had a beautiful wife. 

Word count: 1338

A/n: I already posted this but I am just copying it here! Please reblog if you link my work! 

Warning: Alcohol, character death (reader), suicide??, ANGST, post timeskip

One year. It had been one year since the day that he lost his light, his laughter and his love. One year since Akaashi Keiji lost you. You were the love of his life. He loved everything about you, from the way your eyebrows would wrinkle when you laughed to the way you said his name. Today, you were all his friends talked about. Bokuto, you best friend was more depressed than usual, even Tsukishima seem to miss you. That day going to work was both the best and worst decision. It helped him keep his mind from wandering to thoughts of whether you were in a better place or if you still watched out for him, but those looks of sadness and sympathy from the faces of his co-workers made him feel sick with regret. He left the office early that day to head to the bar across the street from his office. Now Akaashi was not a heavy drinker, whenever you would go out for drinks, he was always the designated driver. He never even thought about letting the alcohol touch his lips, but when he walked into the empty bar, he just hoped that he would be able to make his way home after a few drinks. Taking a seat at the counter, he orders his first drink

“Whiskey neat, please.”

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It had been 5 shots, no 6. The world around him was just starting to get slightly blurry. The quiet bar was now bustling with customers looking for the same high as he was. They were all looking for a way to forget what was right outside the threshold of the bar doors. As Akaasi finishes yet another, a woman comes up to him, everything she does reminds him of you. The way her hair fell around her face and the way she walked was so stupidly similar to the way you would when you were drunk. Sitting on the bar stool next to him, she crosses her legs and leans forwards seductively. 

“Hey,” she slurred, in a manner that was so similar to the way you would take when you had a little too much to drink.

“Hey,” Akaashi replied. The large wave of nostalgia washing over him like a tsunami. Everything about this woman in front of him was exactly like you. Well almost, she had the look of lust and mischievousness in her eyes, while you always had a look of innocence and kindness. But that difference wasn’t enough to keep Akaashi from indulging in a dream, even if it was just for the night. “Do you want a drink?”, he finishes. The smug smile on the woman’s face was enough to answer his question.

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They lasted 2 drinks. 2 drinks before he let the succubus like woman pull him outside to an alley by his tie. The kiss they shared was sloppy as both ends intertwined their tongues in a fight for control. One of her hands was busy lacing the fingers through his dark curly hair, and the other was working on the buttons of his shirt. The passion was nothing but a pure illusion, but one that brought the drunken man some comfort. The kiss deepened with each passing second, becoming more and more intimate. Suddenly, as her cold hands touched his bare chest, in the way you used to do, did his eyes flash open. The coldness was uncharacteristic of you. Your hands were always had warmth. These hands feel like those of a dead body. In a panic, the man that you loved so much pushed the woman that mirrored you almost perfectly. Both people were silent at his sudden opposing movement. The woman moved closer to him caressing his muscular chest with her cold, dead hands.

“Keiji, what happened?”, she asked with lust dripping from every word she spoke.

“I am sorry, I can’t do this. Especially not today.” Akaashi answered. “And it is Akaashi to you.”, he answered with a sliver of hatred in his tone as he buttoned up his shirt and readjusted his tie, all the effects of the alcohol now gone. Before he walked away, leaving the woman alone in the alley, confused and alone. He wished he could say that he hated her for what she made him do. But he couldn’t. It was his fault, his fault for betraying his loyalty to you, and letting that woman take advantage of him. He could hate her because he was too busy hating himself.

The walk back to the apartment was long and full of shame. The thought and memories of you bombarded his mind. He wanted nothing more than to be held in your arms while you told him everything would be alright. Your warmth was always able to pull him out of his thoughts. It was like you were his life line. Pulling him out of the deep and mysterious ocean and into the safety of your arms.

When he arrived at the apartment that the two of you used to share, he was met with emptiness. No warm meal, no hug, no hello, and no you. Sighing, he loosens his tie and unbuttons the first few buttons on his shirt. Walking through the gloomy, dark and empty kitchen, one that was once filled with laughter and happy memories, he makes his way to your favourite spot in the entire apartment, the fire escape. You would sit there at night with a cup of coffee and a fluffy blanket to talk to the sky. “The night sky knows everything about everyone!”, you used to explain excitedly to Keiji. “All the stars and the moon that make up the night sky always keep their promise and all of your secrets.”. You were so happy back then. It made him wonder when it all changed for you. And why didn’t he notice. He was supposed to be very observant, but he couldn’t even notice the spark in your eyes dull as your smile slowly shrink. Grabbing a cup of coffee, your old blanket and the photo of the two of you on your wedding day. Settling down to sit on the fire escape, Akaashi stared at the photo of the two of you, both frozen in time and forever young. You looked so beautiful that day he thought that you were definitely a goddess. Your dress had long lace sleeves and a low scooped neckline that perfectly suited you. He wore a classic tux with dark blue accents you could only see if you looked long enough and a blood red rose which adored his breast pocket. Everything about that day was perfect. All of his dreams came true of a beautiful wedding with an even more stunning bride. He wordlessly ran his along the picture, pausing when he got to your face, a wide beautiful smile on your face and your bridesmaids and Bokuto surrounding you, and Akaashi holding your hand with a rare smile on his face as well. The generally calm and composed man broke down into tears. 

After what seemed like a hour of crying, Akaashi looked up towards the night sky, some of the stars were present, and a crescent moon hung above his head, the noise of the city fading behind him. Wiping away the last remnants of the tears, he spoke to the night sky, hoping that maybe you could hear him too.

“Y/n,” he began, voice shaking, “I am sorry I couldn’t save you. I’m sorry. I am so, so, so sorry. I know in your letter you told me to move on. I went on a date with a girl, but I couldn’t move on. If you are watching over me, you probably know what happened at the bar today. The woman I was with. I couldn’t help myself. She reminded me so much of you. I thought that maybe I could give my heart to her. But I couldn’t. How could I when my heart died with you?”.

Ok what size are your knees?

*runs towards you* omg hi ace!!!! *AGREESIVELY BOOPS NOSE* I hope you have a good day :)

Hiiiii! You better have a good day too or I'm stealing those knees

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Under the Christmas lights

Kuroo Tetsuro x reader

a/n: Omg Merry Christmas!! Or happy holidays! Whatever works for you!

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Warnings: fluff, angst?

He was sure. He was 100% sure. It had to be today. It was Christmas today. Your absolute favorite holiday. You loved to go out at night during the holiday season to look at the light displays in the park or making gingerbread houses or decoration the tree or going ice skating. You loved every single little thing about the holiday from giving gift to Christmas movies. That is reason it had to be today. The morning was spent cuddling in bed, your head on his chest as he caressed your hair. The afternoon was left spent opening presets and baking cookies. You were completely engrossed in whatever holiday tasks you were doing, but Kuroo’s mind was searching the the right moment to get on one knee and propose. The wait was weighting him down as he watched you dance around the kitchen island or talking to Kenma.

The day was almost over and Kuroo that time was running out. Every minute that past brought you more joy, but him only more worry. Worry about if he will get a chance to propose. You on the other hand, were worried as well. You knew that if you didn’t at least pretend to be happy, Kuroo would worry for you. You had been with Kuroo for so many year, but he was yet to make it obvious that he wanted a forever with you. Sure he a,ways took good care of you, but if he was unwilling to commit, you didn’t want to waste your time. Even if you loved him more than there were stars in the sky. You had felt like this for many weeks now, but you had to chive him a chance right? It was almost night, and you wanted to go see the lights by the park. It was better than sitting at home in Kuroo’s embrace while questioning if you would even be able to do something as simple as hold him in 1 year or even 5 years.

You had on several layers to help fight off the cold, but somehow the cold still bit at your body. Kuroo noticed the shivers that raked throug your body and wrapped his arms around you to help keep you warm. His scent of pine filled your nostrils as his arms held you close to his chest. The night was clear enough to see the full moon hanging above and the Christmas lights were vibrantly shining. The park was surprisingly full for the bone-chilling cold night. Families with young children walking around the park, admiring the beautiful light displays and young couples who were spending their first Christmas together. There was laughter and conversations surrounding the two to you. You let Kuroo’s body heat engulf you in a pool of warmth and he kissed the top of your head tenderly.

You and Kuroo had walked around the park many times, admiring the displays in awe regardless of the number of time you have seen each Christmas decoration. You had spent at least an hour there, both your toes and fingers were numb with cold, your face and nose were flushed red. You were enjoying the warmth provided to you by your boyfriend whose ignorance blinded him from your worries, but you were equally of oblivious. Kuroo had led you to the center of the park, where the most stunning Christmas stood with small gathered groups of people all around, taking pictures and admiring it’s beauty. Kuroo suddenly released you from his embrace, leaving you missing his warmth. Guiding you by the hand, he lead you to an open area in front of the large Christmas tree. As confusion hit you, your boyfriend held the small, red, velvet box in his pocket. He knew he had to do it now, in front of the sparkling Christmas tree.

“Kuroo what are you doing?”, you ask as you stared into his hazel cat-like eyes.

“Y/n, you are the literal light of my life. Without you I have no idea where I would be today. You have helped me through so much and I can’t even begin to explain how much you mean to me.”, he began, emotion filled every word he spoke and tears began to gather in your eyes. “I know that today is Christmas and I know how much you enjoy this holiday, so my promise to you if to make everyday Christmas for you, if you would let me. So Y/n l/n, please let me keep my promise to you and will you please marry me?”, he finished. He was on one knees, with the small velve red box open, presenting a magnificent ring. It had a large oval diamond in the middle and two smaller stones surrounding it with a silver band. Tears raced down your cheeks as you nodded furiously, too shocked for words. See your nod, Kuroo stood up and placed the ring on your finger before embracing you in a nice long hug. You nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck as his large hands held you close and his dark unruly hair tickling your neck. And just like that, you fell in love with the the Christmas holiday and your now fiancé all over again.

Do I want to be friends with my mutuals? Yes.

But am I scared of talking to people first when I am meeting them for the first time because I am so socially awkward? Yes. Absolutely yes.

Will I still be sad when I don’t have close mutual friends? You know I will.

So will I talk to a mutual first without someone making me? No.

Moral of the story: please, please, please talk to me first cuz I am scared of most interactions.