i need a break


- “What do you mean, Sir?”

- “She looks happy, peaceful… in love.”

(100% inspired by this post by stuunalee)

anonymous asked:

any angst recs? :o


I will try my best, anon, my best. I don’t do tragic angst, but tugging-at-your-heart-string-nonstop that kind of angst. Beware, people who has a weak heart like me. Here comes the (more) angsty (but hopefully not too tragic) one-shot fic rec:

the yellow room by ohhotlamb (Rated T.)

“I told you, we broke up like six months ago. We’re not dating anymore.”

Hanamaki eyes him suspiciously. “You live together.”

“Yeah, so?”

“There are pictures of you two kissing stuck to your refrigerator.”

Hajime shrugs. “That wasn’t my idea. Anyways, they’re good pictures. Good lighting.”

Note: Need to rec even though it’s quite a popular one. This has wrecked me bad, really bad while I read this. Tears everywhere. Just recalling the story makes my heart ache. Read it if you haven’t and prepare for angst.

have mercy on me by hiuythn (Rated T.)

Hajime looks at the black and white slides, takes in the way the plant grows uninhibited inside him. He presses a hand to his ribcage. It doesn’t even feel like there’s anything wrong.


Or, Hajime gets the Hanahaki disease.

Born from unrequited love, the patient throws up flowers and could suffocate if not treated. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals.

Note: When hanahaki disease happens, angst is ensured. Happy ending, happy ending guys!

it’s bad enough we get along so well by loveclouds (Rated T.)

Post-graduation, Iwaizumi doesn’t want Oikawa to have to choose between him and volleyball. The only thing he can think to do is to tell Oikawa how he feels and force Oikawa to turn him down, maybe even move on, but they both find out that love can be a lot more stubborn than that.

Note: Extreme pining is considered angst right? Either way I am recommending this. These boys pine so hard my heart can’t handle it sometimes. One of my favorite characterization of my boys. Just. No word.

In shambles by I_am_sorry (Rated M.)

Oikawa Tooru is in love with the best (male) courtesan of all Japan.

Note: I am sorry. I am so very sorry. No happy ending and I am dead already. In my heart, there’s a following story where they find their happy ending because I they need deserve that.

Space by EclecticInkling (Rated T.)

Tooru imagines fields of grass and wheat and flowers covering the now-barren landscape, fed by the scattered lakes and underground water reservoirs of Carystus, and tries not to think of the life on the planet they left behind. Tries not to think of his rooftop garden, or the apartment he used to inhabit, or Hajime’s broken expression on the night they whispered their goodbyes before Tooru’s launch, attempting to push it all to the back of his mind behind visions of this alien world terraformed.

It doesn’t work, but at least he tries.

Note: I’ve mentioned this fic before (and it’s a two-shot instead of one-shot) but I’d rec it again anyway if you want some angst. The vastness of space and time in this fic, you’d feel the loneliness so great that your heart would hurt with them. 

Bonus (one that did it to me and made me realize I can never take a fic with major character death again):

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