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#2 am things
treasuringizu · 1 year
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"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐘𝗼𝐮 𝐒𝐚𝐲?"
⤷ atsumu x reader | mutual pining | 0.9k words |
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“Atsumu!” You call out his name, hitting your fist against the door. “Are you here?” 
It's a little late; the hallway is brightly lit, and you look up at the overhead lights, blinking and wondering if you shouldn’t have come here on such a whim. Thinking about it, you probably should have at least texted him you were coming — he might not even be here, but you were too much in a rush. 
Sighing, you raise your fist again, “Atsu-”
The door flies open and your hand cuts through air instead of the solid surface. Standing there in the doorway is Atsumu, clad in a pair of black sweatpants and a loosely fitting black t-shirt to match. He’s holding onto the handle with one hand, the other resting against the side of the frame, his pink lips stretching into a sly smile. Your stomach flips a little bit. “Hey.”
“Hi.” You wring your hands together, “Um.” 
He raises an eyebrow, waiting for you to continue and chuckling when you don’t. He opens the door wider. “C’mon,” he says, motioning his head inside his room. You stare at his back as you follow him in, taking in his broad shoulders and admiring the way his muscles ripple inside his shirt before closing your eyes and shaking your head. He’s not yours to look at. 
Focusing instead on the room, you take note of how both sides are equally as dysfunctional. Not messy, just…crowded. “Where’s Osamu?” 
He settles onto his bed, unmade, legs spread, and pushes his laptop to the side. “With Rin.” 
“Oh.”
“Yeah.” 
You rock on your heels as your gaze slides all around the room, purposely avoiding his. “So…” 
“So?” He tilts his head in that cute way he always does when he finally catches your eye, smiling teasingly. “I’m not complainin’ about ya bein’ here, but you look like you have something ya wanna say.” 
He’s right. A wave of fervor pours over you, and you nod your head in determination to do what you came here for, pushing the creeping feeling of dejection far from your mind. “I need some answers.”
“Uh, huh.” His mouth twists in confusion. “Ta what, exactly?” 
“To how long it’s going to be.” Your legs take you around the small space, pacing back and forth as you clench and unclench your fists.
“Right…” He trails off. “I’m a little lost here, sweetheart.” 
You think you might melt with the affectionate name, but you brush over it. He’s just like that. “How long it’s going to be until you ask out this person you like so much.” 
He suddenly tenses, back straightening and thick eyebrows furrowing. “Oh.” Brown eyes track your movement. “I’m not, uh, sure I can answer that?” 
You shake your head. You think back to the conversation you guys had a few days ago, where he told you all about this person that he’s interested in. You remember him using words like so pretty, so amazing. A flush on his cheeks as he told you about why he likes them so much. Refusing to tell you who the person was, so maybe you could try to understand why it wasn’t you. 
But it’s exactly that, it’s not you. But it hurts every single time you think about it. 
So that’s why you ended up here, late at night, a fire in your heart. If the person Atsumu likes isn’t you, you could at least push him to go out with them. You wouldn’t be left to hopelessly pine over him, and could instead get over it as you watched him with someone else, even if it would kill you. Save yourself before you get too invested, right? 
“Why not? The sooner the better. Aren’t you the one who told me that we have to go for the things we want?” 
Atsumu pushes himself off the bed, long legs striding to you and big hands holding your arms to stop you from moving around. He looks very confused now. “I was?” 
You ignore him. “Well then, it’s time to do something.” You make sure to look right into his eyes. “If you like them so much, there’s only one thing to do.” 
The grip on your arms tighten, and you shift your hands up to hold on to his elbows. His eyes widen, and you watch as different emotions pass through his face before an excited grin grows. He studies you, “How long have ya felt this way?”
“Since you told me.” You try to match his smile, despite the way your chest sinks. “Be brave, Atsumu. I know you are.”
“Yeah.” he nods, eagerly, bleached hair following the jerks of his head. “Yeah, okay.” 
Your gaze drops to the floor. “Great…” Great. 
At least one of you guys will get to be with who they want to. You just wish he wanted you.
You try to leave his hold, but his hands just squeeze your arms, your name falling from his lips in a soft breath. 
He gives you that smile, not the confident volleyball player one, but the one that you catch him with when he’s petting a puppy, or when he’s talking to his mother on the phone and he thinks no one is looking. The one that’s reserved for soft moments, and your heart constricts. But it’s not prepared for what comes out of his mouth next. 
“Will ya go out with me?”
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I’ve been invisible for so long that sometimes I forget that I am a living, tangible being and not just some flimsy, incorporeal misconception
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dumblr · 1 year
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I want someone who will sit on a rooftop with me at 2am, and tell me their favorite songs and their family problems, and how they feel about true love and flowers.
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eggst · 11 months
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long hair david question mark
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silly-inky · 1 year
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I couldn't sleep so have this 2-3 am Daisylina sketch
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Safe to say I feel very tired now, please don't tell Hisy-fit, they'll have my head lol
Anyways have this quick post, love ya ❤️
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darlingzsworld · 1 year
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goodnight. 🖤
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anewdaywilldawn · 8 months
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Made this at 2 am last night-
no care no effort no thoughts whatsoever-
And still turned out better than the ones I put all my soul and life into-
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orangejuice-fics · 5 months
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me: *getting a snack at 2 in the morning*
*internal thoughts* I’m going to be so quiet about this. I’ll be so quiet that the water running through the pipes will be louder than me-
*crisp bag noises*
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monbitemon · 1 year
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not to be a thirsty bitch but
rick in the prison uniform? in the fucking suit in the latest season? in that little heist uniform in Richshank Redemption? When he was murdering his clones after the Tiny Rick incident and was absolutely Soaked in blood?
nonstop thinking about him
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kazooreal · 3 months
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editing natsume on that 'one chiaki card' as my friends put it
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creatingnikki · 2 years
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3 pm people
Yes, having people you can call up at 3 am and ramble on about existential and philosophical things is beautiful and important and we need those people for when we are having a mini break down and have not slept a wink and we can hear the bird begin to chirp and people who we can text about the random dream we had and that memory from our old school we thought was haunted but you know what? 3 pm people are just as precious. I want to be able to call you after a shitty work meeting and rant why people who have never written a word in their life should not be managing content marketing teams and I want to be able to ask you if you will come with me to my doctor’s appointment and if you need me to buy you some eggs and green onions on the way for that late night ramen I know you can never resist. See my crazy and unhinged and emotional sides but also my functional and routine and mundane. It’s ideal for your 3 am and 3 pm people to be the same. But I don’t know if one person - romantic partner or friend - can be it all or if they should. But I want to start romanticizing my 3 pm people. Because you know as you grow up the 3 pm stuff is just as important as the 3 am stuff. And the 3 pm kind of intimacy, believe it or not, is harder to reach than the 3 am one. 
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jerrsterrr · 6 months
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working on a silly thing and i hav ti delete this frame but i think it looks funny
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sometimes I wonder if I will ever feed this hunger inside of me—if I will ever quell these pangs of my body feasting upon itself, gnawing on the bones of this pathetic desperation to be wanted
I lay awake into long hours of the night feeling this deep hollowness of my core consuming me, devouring me, digesting me, spitting out the bones and gristle and cartilage, and picking the skin out from between its teeth
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conchadesabedoria · 7 months
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leitura da madrugada
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silvermizuki · 2 years
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POV: You’re watching me explain the lore of why I love Fnaf sun and moon so much
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fivzypop · 12 days
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Idk why, but I'm still up
Why did I do this
Why am I still up
It's two clucking am
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Wow why did I do that it took me an hour then I copied the rest
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