andi!

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

PREFERRED NAMES: andi, andgay, miu

♡

PREFERRED PRONOUNS: they/them, also fine with he/him !

♡

FANFIC TOPICS: mcyts, haikyuu !

♡

FUN FACTS:

! don't refer to me as a female nor male, it makes me uncomfortable .

! you are always free to request .

! i may not post as much as i did before but, i will try my best .

! i will write smut (no mcyts), fluff, angst, etc.

! i am a bisexual .

♡

SOCIALS:

! @ chiakismp on twitter .

! @ l3nzc0re on tiktok .

! andi!#4069 on discord .

stoner!suna x reader

contains: mentions of dr_gs, cussing, angst(?)

You were madly in love with suna, and so was he. You loved him so much, but the only problem was his drugs. You accepted the fact you cannot change his actions but you wished he'd have more control over them. Only recently, his addiction has gotten worse. He constantly comes back home, his eyes red and tired, unable to walk straight, and jumbled words whenever he spoke. You told him it was best you guys took a break for now until he controlled his addiction. Maybe, it was a bad decision.

Your phone buzzes uncontrollably on your small coffee table. The notifications all coming from the one and only, suna rintaro. It has been a week since you guys have started your break and he will never stop contacting you. Whenever you actually picked up, he was high. Like always. You too did miss him. A lot actually, but you knew it was best for him to control himself before the relationship carried on.

He calls you, texts you, facetimes you, all throughout the day. All day, everyday. You had to put your phone on mute for it not to distract you. If you could, you would run back to suna. Stay in his arms, his scent rubbing on you. But, you knew better. He stops once the clock hits 12AM because he remembers that you usually go to sleep around that time. That's when he's less on drugs though? If his addiction gets out of hand, he will spam you throughout the night. It hurts him when you dont answer him, causing him to drug himself through the pain. Yet, you dont know what youre doing to him so it isnt your fault.

You lay in your soft bed, your body tossing and turning. Your mind is fixed on one, very, very, special person. Someone that hasnt left your mind ever since you met them. Imagining his soft red lips against yours, something that you truly miss. It's 2:57AM and you still cant sleep. Suddenly, your phone starts ringing and vibrating.

I thought i turned it on mute?

You pick up your phone, noticing it was suna. No surprise there. His messages are pleads and begs for you to come back to him. His only happiness source. Your phone starts ringing in your hands, the bright light shining on your face. Your eyes squint, barely able to read your notifications. Suna desperately calls you, messages you, etc. You open up your eyes the widest you could, revealing your messages. Your thumbs slide and tap across the screen, typing a response.

"why'd you only ever call me when you're high?"

"high?"

You sigh, knowing that this would go on for a while. You debate on whether you should cut ties right now or wait till morning to think it over again. You choose to wait, leaving suna on read and your mind fuzzy. With your eyes barely open, you turn your phone on mute and settle it on your chest. You shut your eyes and quickly fall asleep, the tiredness rushing to your head.

its morning. You think about last night, opening his messages.

"wdym high yn???"

"ive changed f0r you"

"f9r*"

"fir*"

"for*"

He was so cute, trying to get your love. You still loved him, you really did. You loved the way he cared about you, the way he made you feel nice and safe around him. You want to text him, "its either me or drugs, rin."

You need to text him, "its either me or drugs, rin."

You turn on your phone, swipe back into his messages and sit on the screen. You sit there, staring at the keyboard. Soon, your fingers swiftly tap against the phone. You sit, staring at the screen and enter button, then click the send button.

"its either me or drugs, rin."

You've been left on delivered for a few minutes, which made sense but also didnt. Usually, he would respond to your messages quickly. Unless, he was sleeping. He did contact you at 3AM in the morning and he enjoys staying up until sunrise.

Its not until an hour later you get a sign of acknowledgement from him. You've been left on read. What? That makes no sense? You thought he loved you. But, he wanted to make the break permanent. No way in hell he was gonna recover from his addiction, though. You're sat there, clueless. Suna had chosen drugs over you. His girlfriend? Or ex, now. Its only now that your realize you shouldve tried to help him instead of leaving him on his own.

You still think about him a lot, and every once in a while he'll text you. You guys miss each other, truly. Its like that one quote. It goes a little like, "right person, wrong time."

words cannot describe how shocked i am cus i never rlly expected this acc to get likes and stuff bc......when i started this acc i didnt know i need tags until my cousin told me😭😭. and my writings pretty bad imo but im rlly rlly surprised on how i got here...

jjsjsjsj i love iwa soo.....

warnings: angst, cussing, happy ending

"im home," you hear your boyfriends groggy voice.

"hello, sweetie!! i made dinner, come eat," you say happily.

"keep it down," iwaizumi groans.

he takes a seat at the kitchen counter, picking up his fork to start eating. he never looks up at you, focusing on his phone and food.

"iwa, are you sick or something?" you ask, patting his shoulder.

"dont touch me-," iwaizumi turns and gently hits your hand. "i had a bad day."

"a-ah, sorry," you nod and sit one seat away from him.

you sigh and eat in silence. the silence is comfortable, yet scary. iwaizumi has this mad, mad, aura around him.

"pass me the salt," iwaizumi says, but he doesnt look up from his phone.

you let out a small hum in response and grab the salt a little to the right of you. as you attempt to hand iwaizumi the salt, your forearm hits his glass cup you had left for him off the counter.

"shit, y/n-"

"im sorry, haji! ill clean it up, dont worry," you panic and start looking for gloves around th3 kitchen.

"are you kidding me y/n? cant you just do one simple task without messing things up? man, all i asked for was the fucking salt!" iwaizumi groans and continues eating.

"s-sorry haji.."

"shut up. for once, atleast. you're always blabbering that dumb mouth of yours," iwaizumi scoffs.

you simply nod and start picking up the glass pieces off the floor.

"fuck-," you curse under your breath, noticing a glass shard in your knee.

"god, y/n, you cant even do something like cleaning without hurting yourself," iwaizumi sighs and gets up to sit on the couch, leaving his dish behind.

"well, im sorry that i have to take care of you all the time. all you do is lounge around shaming me for being clumsy- its not my fault ur such a pig," you snap, quietly.

"what the fuck-?" iwaizumi turns and stares at you, his brown orbs peircing your body.

"sorry hajime. im going to bed. sleep on the couch," you take a quick deep breath and run to your shared bedroom.

you jump on the bed and cry. your cries are muffled by your white soft pillow and your tears dampening your cheeks. you hear a loud knock on the door, assuming its iwaizumi.

iwaizumi's face is in shock, had he done something wrong? you had called him by his name and no cute little nickname. he hears your small cries and sniffles as he waits by the door.

"y/n? what the fuck 's going on?" iwaizumi growls.

"go to sleep, hajime. its late."

your voice is shaky, full of pain. you hear iwaizumi walk away in silence and simply fall asleep quickly. he was always on your mind that night. did he really think that low of you? does he even love you? maybe you should fix yourself. become more professional. be the girl of his dreams, make him happy.

all you could think of was iwaizumi's comments on how you were so clumsy, dumb, etc. you were in pain and planned to just talk about it in the morning.

"y/n? fuck, please answer me..," you hear from outside the door.

you get up, your hair a mess and your body covered in baggy clothing. you open the door, rub your eyes, and look up at iwaizumi. your face is so cute and innocent, it makes him feel like the worst person in the world. he notices your stained cheeks and looks at you, wide-eyed.

"shit y/n-, did i make you cry?" iwaizumi curses. "baby, im sorry. i didnt mean anything last night, fuck, baby your perfect for me."

"n-no, im sorry. ill- um- clean up your dish. - and the glass if its still there," you nod and try to slip around him.

"no, its okay, y/n. ill clean it up, you go rest."

"a-ah, are you sure? you dont have to, its nothing really," you let out a small laugh.

"fuck, y/n, just let me clean it up! you dont have to look after me so often, please for gods sake, go rest!" iwaizumi groans. "wait-, shit. i didnt mean to yell, baby. you know i love you, right?"

you let yourself fall into iwaizumi's arms. all you had wanted from him since last night was just a reassurance that he loved you. he rubs small circles on you back, kissing your forehead.

"you can go back to sleep, baby. ill clean up," he gives you one last kiss on the lips and walks away to go clean.

you hum and walk back to your bed, smiling like a little girl whos just got her favorite candy.

lowkey gonna feel very sad after this bc i love kageyama so much but i love angst as well im gonna CRY....

warnings: angst🤨

you usually admired kageyama from afar, his eyes always on something that had to do with volleyball. you sometimes walked home in a comfortable silence with him. you'd always try to make plans with him but he would say the same thing all the time.

"i have to practice for the upcoming game."

and you would always be okay with it. you would understand that he truly loves volleyball and give him space when he needs it.

today was the day before his big game against shiratorizawa and you wanted to comfort him before he had his game tomorrow. you prepared him a nice baby blue wrapped bento box filled with some onigiri(that osamu helped you learn). the rice balls were decorated cutely into dog looking figures.

"tobio?" you call out, looking through the gym.

once you saw his figure, you noticed he was talking about you.

"she's really annoying-, always trying to make plans while i have to practice.."

"kageyama-kun, that jsnt very nice!" you hear sugawara laugh.

some boys let out small snickers and giggles as you watch in pain. you look down at your small bento box and cry. tears roll down your rosy cheeks, dampening your soft skin. small sniffles escape your nose causing kageyama to turn around.

"im going to the restroom," you hear him mumble then walk your direction.

you quickly run out of the gym, heading to the front of the school. you run in and watch kageyama search for you. your cries are silenced-, not wanting kageyama to find you.

luckily, kageyama isnt very smart. he doesnt manage to find you and sighs in defeat as he walks back to the gym. you then fall to your knees and cry. is that what he thinks of me? annoying?

you sit in pain and cry. you use your school sleeve to constantly wipe your tears away. you didnt want anyone to find you in this state, itd be embarrassing.

"y-y/n?"-, fuck.

"yes, yachi?" you wipe your tears and look up at the small girl.

"are you c-crying?"

"no! i-im not crying!" you let out a small forced laugh.

"a-ah-, okay.. um, have a nice day!" yachi smiles softly and skips away.

you sigh. later, you planned to text kageyama its over and to have luck finding someone that was less annoying to him. you get up and walk home rethinking about all the memories you had with him.

the festival..

kageyama intertwined the two of your guys hands. the night sky was filled with stars, the small blings shining the dark blue.

"tobiooo" you would laugh and show him some cool booth nearby.

you guys kept close, hand in hand. you could hear the third years and first years giggling about you. occasionally, they would tease kageyama for being a softie around you. and you missed that part of him. someone who could appreciate your affection.

...

you snap out of your memory bank and sigh. you loved tobio so much, but if he doesnt like you being "clingy" then you would want someone else to make him happy.