Souls are born. Lives pass. You will be touched by the black talons of death, but life goes on.

[Akira x Reader]

After Kyle's suicide, Stan is left with nothing but questions. As he begins to talk to the people Kyle was closest to, Stan learns things about his childhood friend he never even guessed at. As he begins to piece together the shattered remnants of Kyle's past, he starts to wonder if he knew him at all. Historical fiction. Columbine massacre related. One-sided Style.

Just like the white fruit flower, all it took was a single gust of wind to scatter you away from him forever.

[Kenma x Reader]

((Companion to Cattail))

Some people wore their heart on their sleeve and others kept it hidden in the darkest depths of their chests.  You ripped yours out and let the wound leak and stain your white school uniform for everyone to see.

At least you were not alone in the matter.

[Oikawa x Reader]

In a perfect world there is no worry from the fear of death. But for you and those that surround you, death is a constant reminder of a much bigger picture. Although for some, they may evade its clutches while others leap head first into its gaping jaws. All wounds cannot be healed by time, so you must learn to heal and be healed with those who struggle around you. Can your wings be mended? Or will you forever remain trapped on solid ground as fodder for the strong?