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"to love was to lose" wanderer x reader
(angst, hurt/no comfort), this was something i initially wrote for a mutual to get back at them for the angst they sent me but i posted it later as you can see.
gn reader, unspecified pronouns or descriptions of reader, other than hands. no beta we die like real alphas (literally)
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to love was to lose.
thats what he learned.
through endless memories of his dwelling past, hes learned time and again that love, platonic, romantic, or any sort of affections in general were not for him. they never were. they always ended with him being the one hurt, the one having to live through the suffering and grief of the loss of something and someone he cherished most.
his "heart" was always the one to be shattered, treated like a useless piece of nothing; abandoned, left in the cold. he gave it away, foolishly, only to never see it again.
but you returned it to him, the moment even a small sliver of your sunshine shone into a minor, practically unnoticeable crack in his high, hard walls, everything came tumbling down.
you gave him purpose. you gave him life. you gave him a purpose for his new life.
he walked this new open road for you and you alone.
the feeling of your hand in his…it felt so warm, so surreal to feel someone else's warm palm against his own.
you held his fragile heart in the palm of your hands.
…but he didnt understand why your hand felt so cold now.
it was always so warm, it always brought him the most content feeling; the way your fingers traced idly over his hard knuckles, the way your thumb rubbed circles on the inside of his hand, the way your warmth would always be there...the way he would instantly know he was at home and peace whenever your fingers were intertwined.
why was it so different now?
your hand was limp in his, and it had gotten cold. so, unbearably cold.
he didn't even recognize it as your own anymore. it felt so...different. the opposite of what it would have usually been.
how did he let this happen? how could he let another slip through his fingertips?
naturally? he blames you.
you were the reason he let his guard down.
you gave him hope.
you gave him a reason to move forward, even on this sad, miserable plane of existence that has done nothing but hurt him time and again.
you made him unconsciously utter the words he forbid himself to say for so long.
"I love you, [Name]."
he said it. not often, but he said it. and he always meant it.
you promised you'd stay and he believed you.
when you said forever, he knew, that deep down, you didnt mean it. and yet, he was still hopeful, that this "love" would be everlasting.
you're no different from all the others.
he willingly gave his heart to you, and you ran away with it, off to a life of where he cannot follow.
he can only wish he could. in fact, he wants to.
you reminded him, after so long, that love was never for him.
and it never will be. not ever again.
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i think wanderer's sad guys idk
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HITMEN AU! | HEAD CANONS | 19+ [HAIKYUU!!]
𝕾𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖟𝖆𝖜𝖆 [PART i] [PART ii]
Here’s the second part to Shiratorizawa~! Next will be Johzenji~!! Hehe chaotic babies I’m excite uwuwuwu I hope you guys enjoy these ones as well, and as always thank you all so much for the support and love~! ;;
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Y̷u̷n̷o̷h̷a̷m̷a̷
Another one of the snipers on the team. Though he’s not on the field often, he helps Semi and Shirabu around with training and getting the rookies familiar with the guns in their arsenal.
More so seen as the technician of the group. The person who fixes and adjusts any weapons for the group members if something doesn’t necessarily work out in their favor
Though quiet and not really spoken out, he’s a vital member of the team.
He enjoys being able to help and provide his expertise in arsenal knowledge to the team . 
Usually ends up shadowing Tendo during interrogations to make sure he doesn’t go too far with his interrogations.
“Hm? An addition?”
Though the question had been poised, the male was already grabbing the device. Various ideas floating around his mind at what he could do to help the other before him as the rookie in question couldn’t help but sit pouting.
“Yeah, I just need something that’ll help me engage in close targets much more easily! I keep having a hard time taking them down in one swing like Ushijima-san...”
Now with a clearer picture of what exactly was needed, the technician went ahead and rummaged around the various chests he had filled with weapons. Each with their own specifications before finding the proper blades as he returned to the other.
“I don’t think you need an addition. Rather a change of weapons. Test those out on your next target and come back to let me know how it goes. Yeah?”
The glee and excitement that was held in the other’s eyes explained enough for him as he chuckled before waving the younger off. 
“Now then, let’s see about testing these new toys...”
Average height with a strong build, he’s one of the more sturdier members of the team. 
Prefers to have a shaved head as it keeps any sort of obstructions out of his view to make sure his work is precise and perfect.
Has the most tattoos out of all the members of Shiratoriawa to the point he actually has some on his scalp.
Pretty indifferent with his s/o 
he’s doting and loving when he needs to be, and purposefully will keep them in the dark about the life he lives at night.
K̴e̴n̴j̴i̴r̴o̴ ̴S̴h̴i̴r̴a̴b̴u̴
The main sniper sent out into the field to cover the rookies and mid-level missions that are given to the team.
One of the best shots, but like Fukurodani’s sniper Akaashi, he’s not entirely well known; and he prefers it that way.
He has a wide variety of skills under his belt, but he finds the most comfort behind the sniper rifle and secretly enjoys the perfect head shot kills. 
Despite being one of the main snipers, he always turns to Semi and Yunohama for advice whenever he comes to a point where he’s unsure of how he wants to continue with a certain sequence of moves. 
Similar to Tendo, he can be a tad psychotic when it comes to intervening with a target or having to engage in close combat. 
“Tch. You really could’ve made this easier on yourself....but I suppose it’s fine. I need to relieve some stress anyway, and what a perfect punching bag I have.”
His voice was devoid of emotions. The malicious intent that was swirling in his eyes had the target sweating in unease as they turned, attempting to put as much distance as possible between them and the enraged sniper. Though found that the effort was futile as a sharp pain ran through their leg. Their form collapsing as the male approached. 
“Oops, slipped outta my hand. Sorry about that, let’s try that again shall we?”
The dagger that had been once sheathed in the male’s thigh holster was now embedded into their thigh. Blood oozing from the wound as they tried desperately to get away.
“....maybe I should break those legs of yours so you won’t try to run away. I’m not one for a chase...”
One of the slightly shorter members, though closer to average height. 
He’s body type is much more lean than built. 
Has a couple of tattoos, not too many and an undercut styled asymmetrical sort of bob. (Will purposefully make fun of Goshiki’s hair style)
Can be a tad bipolar with his s/o. Mainly because of how chaotic he is when he’s with the members themselves, but tries hard to maintain a sort of ‘normal’ appearance with them.
Acts more so like a Tsundere with them than anything else. 
T̷a̷i̷c̷h̷i̷ ̷K̷a̷w̷a̷n̷i̷s̷h̷i̷
Works alongside Ohira and Tendo back at base, but more so with Tendo.
One of the other interrogators if Tendo happens to take too much time with a victim. Because of his emotionless exterior and blank expression it’s always a sort of mental game for those trying to out smart him during an interrogation.
Most definitely picked up some of Tendo’s more...torturous methods. 
Also frequents to Yunohama for new tools and toys to test on the ‘subjects’ that are brought to him.
The silence that surrounded the room unnerved the subject. With their form immobilized on the cold metal tray that was to be their ‘bed’ the panic they felt would only gradually increase.
“..Mm, just so you’re aware, you aren’t tied down...rather you’ve just been injected with an immobilizer, but don’t worry. You’ll feel every little thing.”
His words held so much malice that tears rolled out from the victim’s eyes. The desire to scream and thrash so strong in their system, but the lack of response from their body only served to confirm the horrors the young male before them said.
“Don’t be too scared, it’ll be a good time to....get to know one another...”
One of the taller members. 
Has a strong build that adds to the intimidating factor he already possesses. 
Mostly has battle scars and more piercings than tattoos, though he does have a small handful of them.
It’s very hard for him to communicate with his s/o as he isn’t super in touch with his emotions.
Honestly it’s a surprise that he even has one, but if he does he tries his best to be at least more humane.
T̴s̴u̴t̴o̴m̴u̴ ̴G̴o̴s̴h̴i̴k̴i̴
A close combat assassin in training. He considers Ushijima the ideal, and has considered the older to not only be a rival, but a perfect goal to look up to.
Though his skills with close combat are amazing, he does have trouble attempting to mimic the boss’s moves and skills. It’s only when Semi tells the younger to find his own proper fighting style that he is gifted by Yunohama with a new specialized daggers
it’s tuned to his psychotic tendencies once he’s in the zone, and attempts to try to alleviate the younger’s lust for blood when sent out on missions. 
Has been reprimanded more than once for killing too many people-- mainly because they don’t have a large enough cleaning crew to deal with the fall out.
Thus, he tries to hold back the urge-- also because Tendo continues to pester him about killing off potential victims he could interrogate.
The pounding of blood filled his ears as he stared at the sight before him. A maniacal grin graced his features as he could still feel the warmth of the target’s blood on his fingers. The absolute joy he felt when he managed to kill a disgusting and corrupt man.
Though he was snapped out of his thoughts as a familiar voice rang in his ear. An exasperated sigh and irritated tone filling his head as he laughed awkwardly, flicking the blood from the curved dagger he was given before sheathing it away.
“Any day now Goshiki. I’d really like to go back to base instead of continuing to babysit you while you go on some happy murder spree.”
“Ah! I’m done now! I’m coming up senpai!”
The light tone that fluttered from his voice was a great contrast to the scene he left for their clean-up crew. Though unfortunate, he couldn’t help but happily think of the masterpiece he left behind as he rushed to meet with the older male.
One of the averaged height males within their group, his build is neither too strong or too lean. A perfect medium that allows him to not only have enough power to snap someone’s neck, but agility to pounce on the target with ease.
Isn’t really fond of tattoos or piercings, but has just one on his back. He much rather prefers the scars and healed wounds he’s gained from working out on the field.
Has a bowl haircut that Shirabu will always poke fun at.
He’s a bit sporadic with his s/o. Trying to seem more like a shy tsundere who has his own spurts of excitable energy.
Enjoys cuddling and snuggling with them whenever he gets the chance and won’t hesitate to kill anyone who tries to harm them.
H̷a̷y̷a̷t̷o̷ ̷Y̷a̷m̷a̷g̷a̷t̷a̷
One of the shorter members in their group, but one of the most reliable members.
The team’s clean-up member, who usually ends up having to dispose of a lot of Goshiki’s abstract pieces of human art; and honestly he’s not phased by it. 
Usually the one who’s sent out if one of the members happens to miss a target or a target somehow survives. (Though it’s rare)
Besides clean-up, he’s also one of the top infiltrators of the group. Able to ease his way in to any scenario without a hitch and provide ease of contact with his teammates and the target.
An irritated sigh came from the male as he surveyed the scene before him. The sight gruesome to many, though normal for him. Thankfully, the young assassin had managed to tone down with his little sporadic killing spree. 
“Alright, we’re going to collect the bodies and any missing parts. Bring them here and we’ll see what we can do with the leftovers.”
A quick glimpse to the side and a twitch of movement had him sigh at the tensed up crew he was given for the night.
“Look, I get that you pansies aren’t well...acquainted with our team. But don’t worry. You will soon.”
The look of fear that rolled through their eyes as he effectively stomped down on the twitching figure’s neck had a shiver of unease roll down all their spines as the last bits of life fled from the poor soul’s eyes.
Despite being one of the shorter members, he has a well rounded build. Similar to Goshiki, he isn’t too lean or too built. Rather he’s equipped to be able to handle any sort of situation thrown at him.
Like Goshiki, he doesn’t really have any tattoos or piercings as he prefers the scars and closed wounds he’s earned from his work out on the field.
One of the ‘normal’ ones around their s/o. He’s affectionate and kind with them that he has no problem hiding his true career.
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