Mellize

 You’re a no-nonsense person that values efficiency and productivity. Your approach to tea is, “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” Earl Grey tea has been a top choice for centuries, so why change it up now? … Tap! Tap! Tap! Tsukishima Kei typed on his laptop with such grace and speed like his life depended on finishing these urgent letters that demanded the design management and production department to alter the design and functions of their latest prototype. It was not because the initial prototype failed to fulfil his expectation, but a mole, disguised as one of the Karasuno’s staff, managed to lea

 His girlfriend, [Name] [Surname] was a strange girl and due to her oddities, he found himself in unlikely situations... . . . [Punishment] She sensed an eerie presence right next to her. Having felt a sudden rush of caution, carefully she paused her game, and raised her head, only to see a sour-looking Oikawa meeting her wavering gaze. A pair of sturdy arms were placed on his hips, and he stepped closer to [Name]’s discomfort. It didn’t help much as she caught sight of an ominous glint in those pair of chocolate orbs. She was in trouble, wasn’t she? “Today was supposedly our date in a recently opened amusement pa

 I think, I'm gonna die… In the quiet streets of Miyagi Prefecture, temporarily empty of its citizens who had gone home around the peak of midnight. Yet despite all that, a shivering boy who went by the name of Hinata Shouyou walked onto a snow-covered ground in a rather misdirected path. Uncertainty and hunger coiled in his stomach as the urge to puke out the contents of his lunch threatened to come back once more, only to swallow it back with mouth shut tight and a calloused hand supporting it. The taste of gastric juices was as awful as one could imagine. He proceeded on, even when his legs ached from an intensive volleyball pract

 There's always an end to many things, but this wasn't what he expected. The large blights spread quickly like a wildfire around her weakened body. Her heavy pants got terrible as her chest constricted painfully, refusing to meet her desire for oxygen. Her vision blackened by the constant torment that she kept dealing with. Soon enough, phantom eyes materialized one by one, devouring her soul mercilessly, bit by bit. If he doesn’t do something, he knew what will happen next. She’ll become a phantom herself; nothing more than a corrupted soul that fed on the sins of many. A monster was the last thing he wanted her to be. An

 A blinking glow radiates into bright but sharp feline eyes, containing simple typed-written words that turn so uncomprehending in his wretched mind. To think he would be drowning in grief as his logical-self taunts him endlessly for clinging on a fictitious character that’s merely programmed by her creator; it tastes so bitter, just like coffee that he daily intakes, in order to keep himself alive in the real world. It makes him choke… Till there’s nothing left to remove… His fingers twitch so suddenly then stiffen in hesitation over the choices he has to make that will surely result the end or an alternation of t

 Hinata feels completely guilty for putting you through this. Every time his pair of anxious bright hazel eyes subconsciously flickers back to you, he feels his heart sink deeper into an abyss of desolate. Your back slouches downcast in burden with [color] eyes filled with disappointment, and a prolonged sigh leaves along as you breathe heavily. It’s obvious that you’re at your worst as so to speak. To make things worse; you did all the preparations by yourself, in order to make it an eventful one. Which turns out to be a disaster for them. It’s clearly his fault; for being a wimp who can’t even hold hands with hi

 Oikawa has come to a conclusion; love is like knitting. As strange as it may seem, his opinion about love unexpectedly changed after meeting you, the love of his life. To him, a scarf is something so comfy, fluffy, and light which keeps you warm against the cold weather, but also very fragile once it’s torn to shreds. And yet, its pieces can be mend back together if one would try harder. That’s how he feels towards you. Well, most part of it. Which is the very reason as to why he’s been knitting a scarf for you recently. Even to this very moment. The setter mentally curses to himself in annoyance for having knit the sc

  [Note from Writer] ☂ Warning: Lots of failed attempt jokes and OOCness. *** [11:03:15 am] To: [Name] From: Midori The Nags [Niwe]-cahn! Wet’s goe out on a dawe tomorrow. [11:08:04 am] To: Midori The Nags From: [Name] Uh...sure, why not. Oh wait. You’re terrible at texting. No wonder you always send me those handwritten letters. [11:10:00 am] To: [Name] From: Midori The Nags wEAnIE! [11:14:01 am] To: Midori The Nags From: [Name] You mean Winnie the Pooh? Why’d you mention him? [11:17:17 am] To: [Name] From: Midori The Nags Mine’s no kids. [11:21:54 am] To: Midori The Nags From: [Name] Sorry,

Note: A fanfic entry for Miss sourumeitos (https://www.deviantart.com/sourumeitos)’ Birthday Contest. Theme: Eyeglasses + Fire Setting: Adult AU … [My life was just a blank sheet…] … The afternoon sunshine peeks through the crystal glass window. It reflects beautiful shades of bright yellow and orange inside the room. Its heat merely warms you up which is pleasant. The faint musical sound of a boiling kettle is the only sound that’s ever present from the kitchen and to the bedroom that’s eerily silent. The scent of [favorite essence] drifts calmly around the air as it invades someone’s nostrils but it didn’t calm her in t