HQ Angst Week 2023
Welcome to angst central! A week dedicated to the things that hurt our hearts, happy reading (or crying I suppose)! Running from April 9th to April 15th.
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Dragons dance before the stars when they find who will be their partner for life, this is something that little Kiyoomi saw as a child and for which he always looked for who would be his star, although he did not succeed until a beautiful golden prince came across on their way.
But a dragon's cave is no place for such a treasure, so Kiyoomi must decide between living forever confined to his precious star or letting it shine far from him.
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A shadow in the house that is there and is not there at the same time, a shadow that observes the marriage that in other circumstances would have been his and that it thinks should be there.
Or maybe it's his replacement who thinks that.
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Y/n was always ready to welcome her ex-husband into her bed whenever one of their relationships failed. This was their routine, girlfriends went through him and boyfriends through her but neither could match what they felt for the other although the years go by and Y/n doesn't know if she can continue sticking to this routine for more time or if maybe it's finally time to move on.
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“You know, I never meant to end us like this. You, me, and our friends fighting each other to death in this city we were supposed to call home.” Kiyoomi flicked his wrist and let out a sliver of fire from his hands, wrapping itself around Atsumu’s hand, and causing him to momentarily drop his stance. He hissed in pain, and Kiyoomi’s heart couldn’t help but twinge at the sight. But he knew what he had to do.
“Shut.” One hit. “The.” Another swipe. “Fuck.” A miss. “Up.” A second hit. “Sakusa.” A slick swing of Atsumu’s sword as he twisted Kiyoomi’s hand in the other hand sent the sound of fabric tearing through the otherwise stale air.
“I thought you liked my voice, Atsumu?” Kiyoomi lunged forth as Atsumu swung to the right, nearly missing but just close enough to jab the dull part of his sword into Atsumu’s ribs.
“That was before it ordered m’ friends dead, Sakusa.” Atsumu spat.
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After a long time, Oikawa finally got up the courage to go find the person he himself had decided to kick out of his life, a person who meant nothing to him because that was a person he no longer had memories of.
A person who, although not long ago had been a stranger to him, now with his memory back, was the dearest.
Series
- Part 1 of Dearest Stranger