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only thing that’s in my head rn is formula by labrinth and the word starfire

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi, Miya Atsumu & Miya Osamu, Bokuto Koutarou & Miya Atsumu, Hinata Shouyou & Miya Atsumu, Miya Atsumu & Suna Rintarou Characters: Miya Atsumu, Sakusa Kiyoomi, Miya Osamu, Bokuto Koutarou, Hinata Shouyou, Suna Rintarou

Additional Tags: Minor Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Minor Miya Osamu/Suna Rintarou, minor original character death, it’s just mentioned, Hanahaki Disease, Angst, Heavy Angst, Atsusuffer, Angst with a Happy Ending, GOOD PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS YESSS, Fluff, Sort Of, there are nice moments in there, Blood, Read Notes for Trigger and Content Warnings, I’m Sorry, The Author Regrets Everything, Happy Ending, during Timeskip, Spoilers for Winner of MSBY vs Adlers, Rated T for Atsumu’s Language, also, heavy themes of death, obviously, Sort of Flower Shop AU, Atsumu knows a lot about flowers, His aunt owns a flower shop, That’s a big part of this, The Author Regrets Nothing, Gay, hehe, An Atsumu Kinnie Wrote This, My Beta Screamed and Cried

Summary:

Atsumu doesn’t love people, and they don’t love him back. That’s how things have always been. That’s how they were supposed to stay. But now. Now, Atsumu loves someone and it’s out of his control and they don’t love him back, because they were never supposed to. Apparently Sakusa’s better at sticking to the script than Atsumu is.

what are backgrounds i don’t know such thing

neither of them needs comfort in stereotypical ways, either. the both of them are strong, almost to a fault at times, but iwa especially.

as seen in seijoh’s loss to karasuno, iwa isn’t the type to need comfort through means of gentle words and soft touches, although those can certainly help when the time is right. iwa finds comfort in brutal honesty, bold strokes, and tough love. he finds comfort in the strong bonds he has with others. he finds comfort in the fact that others rely on him, and that those same people are just as reliable.

oikawa knows this, he knows it better than anyone, which is also shown in seijoh’s loss. he wouldn’t comfort iwa simply by means of hugs and kisses, but rather with a sharp tongue and horseplay. he’d comfort iwa with a careful mix of affection and all the things that piss iwa off. he’d comfort iwa with light punches to the shoulder or slaps on the back, by roughly grabbing his face and staring into those green eyes with an intensity that was near impossible to mirror, by telling him with a rare sincerity how he of all people didn’t deserve to feel this way.

the gentle hugs and kisses would come later, much later, after iwa’s been cheered up enough to regain enough energy to wrestle his boyfriend into a headlock and muss up those stupidly styled brown locks. they’d come after that stupid horseplay, the kind that ends with iwa smirking and oikawa fake sulking, after the tears have long since evaporated and dried from the heat that filled his cheeks.

the hugs and kisses would come once things finally calmed down, and they’d come along with soft whispers of thanks. they’d come just before oikawa makes some stupid comment about only doing it because “iwa-chan’s sad face looks like a constipated gorilla” and he was “sick of having to look at it,” which would totally ruin the mood and result in more wrestling. they’d eventually tucker themselves out and take a nap, as if they were nothing but little boys or dogs, and they’d be back to business as usual almost as soon as they woke up.

oikawa: i said i’m going to stop calling you ‘iwa-chan’ after our wedding because we’ll have the same last name

My favourite haikyuu drawings from this year.

Thankfully, I’m no longer sick, I’ve finished my treatment, and although i’ll need a few more surgeries I’m slowly approaching the “normal” that I’ve wished for, for a very long time.

Personally, I really enjoyed those stories, although they really made me cry for hours afterwards, I still enjoyed reading them! I didn’t think they romanticized illness, they instead showed the ugly side of it all, the difficult days and the struggles of the illnesses rather than the whole “I’m sick take care of me and that is the whole point of this fic.”

Some people have turned illness into a thing where it’s like “I was struggling but now I’m in love and you make everything better.” Although people close to me did help, friends and family did make things better, it could not, and did not erase all the pain. It helps to have support, yes! But sometimes, it doesn’t help. There are days where nothing helps. This can’t be fixed by falling in love.

And yet, another portrayal that should be mentioned that needs to be acknowledged: “I look weak, I’m sick, and there is no bright side in this world because [illness] is the end of the world for me, there is no hope.” Although sometime I was discouraged, and sometimes I felt that there was no light at the end of the tunnel, I wasn’t always unhappy! I wasn’t always attached to IVs! I didn’t always feel sick! There were good days and bad days, milestones and setbacks.

Both portrayals piss me off a lot, I don’t appreciate watching them/reading them/etc, if you are unable to write about illness without using one or both of these portrayals, then I’d suggest avoiding writing about illness altogether.

If you are wanting to write something about illness but don’t have first hand experience, here: I think that the most important thing is RESEARCH. For example: there so many different illnesses, and no treatment is identical. Figure out which one, research the treatments, how rare it is, how available are the treatments, how long treatments are, etc. Look up personal experiences, if you can. There are a lot of stories out there.

the entire point of their relationship arc (as i see it, anyway) is that they know how to communicate with each other. they are strong, independent people, yes, but they choose to keep one another close. leaving the goddamn country for college would have left every excuse for the two of them to drift apart; that seems to be the general expectation for friendships post high school, at least from what I’ve seen. but they don’t. they make a point of keeping contact; their paths in life separate, but maintain contact all the same. 

and that’s real beautiful, and the core of why i take so much comfort in iwaoi. but the point is, no matter how important they are to one another, no matter how much they love one another, that’s a relationship that really couldn’t have been maintained without communication. they may have had some rough patches (see: middle school) but in the end, they figure it out. they don’t give up on each other, they make a point of reaching out and checking in, they stay friends because they are both dedicated to their relationship and figure out how to communicate.

so the concept of the two of them not knowing how to talk to one another, how to communicate their feelings, or just straight up not bothering to try, really throws me, because communication is at the core of their relationship. it is the definition of who they are. their perfect trust is only maintained because they know how to communicate, and they’re willing to put work into that communication and maintenance of their relationship. 

are they a bit unorthodox? sure. do they still fight and bicker? hell yeah, that’s also a huge part of who they are. but just because how they interact isn’t necessarily the textbook definition of what a healthy relationship or good communication should appear to be, doesn’t mean theirs isn’t. also, this isn’t to say that communication isn’t difficult between them, even if they are childhood best friends who’ve known each other for more or less forever. they still put the work into it, into making sure they understand one another, and that once again says a lot about the dedication they have to each other. that in and of itself is communication. 

Come along with me, and the butterflies and bees, we can wander through the forest, and do so as we please 🌿