BornInAContainer

Listen to this while you read: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L1A526OBMgs *~*~*~* If I was not myself And you were someone else I'd say so much to you And I would tell the truth *~*~*~* He didn't even remember who he was at the time. He had temporarily disposed of the note, after all. It had all been a plan, you see. To convince L of his innocence. To clear his name and then strike. To dispose of those in his way, loitering on the pathway to his throne as the god of a New World. However, his plan hadn't gone as he thought it would. No, not at all. Light Yagami had joined the Kira investigation, only to find that there were not one, b

Listen while reading {♔}     "Your relationship with Oikawa-kun is a distraction to him."     "Oikawa-san needs to focus on volleyball, not you."    "You're going to ruin his career."    "His first priority is volleyball."    She walked down the street, her mind replaying the words his fan-base spat at her with.    Was their relationship going to hinder his chances of success?    Was being together a distraction to him?    She knew she shouldn't believe those words people told her, yet the [h/c] haired female couldn't help but ponder upon them. Maybe they were right, maybe she was detrimental to his volleyball career. Af

Listen While Reading {♔} I thought that I've been hurt before But no one's ever left me quite this sore    It was excruciatingly painful to watch.    His cool hands caressing her cheek, making her squeal from the ice-cold touch. He placed gentle kisses on her skin, and snaked his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him.    "He's going to get tired of you."    "He's cheating on you."    "You are such a fool to think he actually loves you."    You sank down to the hard concrete floor, tears streaking down your flushed cheeks.    All the accusations, all the rumors. They were true.    Your heart pounded; your head

Attention - Haikyuu Insert - ~ Oikawa Tooru x Reader ~ *I don't own the image, I got it from Google (if you know the artist, please let me know); *Warning: curses, grammar mistakes, typos, not edited yet; *Inspiration: appeared on my mind yesterday. 'Okay, I've made up my mind...' That's what you say to yourself but, in truth, you didn't want to do that. It wasn't going be a good thing. You would just embarrass yourself and bother him. Or worse, it would be a perfect chance for him to tease you more than he already does. But still... you had the right to do that. You had the right to ask for his attention. Gosh, just thinking about it

Oikawa sat by your side for a time beyond counting. Days, weeks, months went by in rushed blurs, incomprehensible slews of colour and motion that he could never care to decipher. There was a time in his life where he was at his happiest. His trademark smile he hid behind as a smokescreen became genuine and heartfelt, no longer did he feel the harsh sting of being surpassed by a younger genius, for no longer did he care. Because he had you. His immovable centre. You were the foundation for which he could build an empire. When he was with you, for the first time since he could remember, he was happy. But “forever” was a word tha

「 warning: i don't know what i'm doing 」 You wait for the rise and fall of his chest. Serenity takes form in closed lids and long lashes concealing the usual playful glint in his chestnut orbs. You're almost afraid to breathe, as though the air leaving your lungs would be enough to shatter the layer of tranquillity encasing him. He looks so peaceful and perfect, you feel like simply being there is a sin. You’re the one stain ruining the immaculate shirt. You feel like you need to be closer to him, but you’re as close as you can get. Close enough to notice a few out of place locks, your chest tightens as you remembe

Say something, I'm giving up on you I'll be the one, if you want me to Anywhere I would've followed you Say something, I'm giving up on you [Name] knew that any sort of relationship with Aobajousai's captain wouldn't exactly be a conventional one. The boy was fiercely dedicated to his sport, a trait which attracted [Name] to him in the first place, but he was sometimes dedicated to a flaw. Often times Oikawa would forget important dates the two shared, often texting [Name] at the very last moment—sometimes not at all. He would send apologies, heavily decorated with a plethora of smiley faces and emojis, promising that it wouldn't happe

Oikawa Tooru, the Prince of Aobajousai; the heartthrob of Aobajousai; the Grand King of the Court—this last one being rather recent for him. Being who he was, there was no way he hadn't heard of you: [Full Name], the Firecracker. He'd seen you around in school and rumors floated after you like an aura, but he'd never spoken to you directly. You were always wearing a scowl—never a smile, and although he'd always been too crowded by girls or busy with volleyball to see them, he'd heard of the fights you'd been in, too. Your [e/c] eyes, though bright, were always serious—as if daring someone, anyone to 'try' you. Your hands