The traveler is dead! In the aftermath of a cold and brutal fight happening inside the Golden House, Aether had unfortunately met his fate with death, having beheaded by the one person he had once thought was his frenemy. A never-ending thirst for blood triumphed over his sense of sanity, and Childe began to relinquish this exhilarating feel of victory. With the sound of his manic laughter echoing in the halls of the Golden House, something far worse is about to happen. Soon enough, the whole world was going against him, even his own powers and Childe could already feel the karma of all his evil deeds crashing down on him in the most horrifying way possible. No amount of apologies will be able to make up for the number of crimes he has done in the past. Childe now has to go through a journey of intense agony, self-discovery, reconciliation and understanding; to break the curse of the Fatui Delusion and finally set himself free from the chains of the Abyss, an unstoppable force that has gotten him under control for years on end.

An AU were the first words your soulmate says to you is written on your wrist, however, Kuroo's wrist is blank. TW: Mentions of abuse and self harm [COMPLETED]

"Well, Au revoir my fellow...er, whores" Kuroo shrugs on his jacket. "I prefer floozies" Oikawa corrects him. "Hussies" Matsukawa nods. "Tramps" Kuroo points at them before walking out the door with a snicker. "No, no, tarts!" Oikawa announces. "Woah that is totally you" Matsukawa sniggers. "Hey!" Oikawa balks. "We're escorts" Akaashi says with finality, standing to follow Kuroo. A Bokuaka time skip AU where Bokuto is a bartender and Akaashi works as an escort~ Written: 2020 WARNINGS: This is a mature book. Eg. Sex, swearing, adult jokes. Suggested 16+ for reading this, cause you all sure know how to complain

Akaashi used a mask to hide the damage his family caused but three people made it crack, something he didn't want or like. Kenma hated trying new things and making new friends because he hated going out of his comfort zone; he foolishly decided to try it though and would eventually regret that decision. Kuroo loosely followed a daily schedule composed of four main things: friendships, volleyball, academics, and the miscellaneous other section for things that didn't fit with the first three like falling in love with your three best friends. Bokuto never had trouble with his friendships until he began falling for not one, not two, but three of his friends; he hated himself for it, would refuse to believe it, and wished things could just go back to the way it was: no confusion, no self-hatred. Too bad the world had different plans for all four of them, plans that went against their wishes and would commence before spring left. Contains swearing, some serious topics such as mental health issues throughout the entire fic, etc. Any possible trigger and content warnings will be placed in the chapter names. © 2021 sapphire_blossoms

A dangerous mafia is roaming the streets of Tokyo. Risky measures are taken to make sure these guys are incarcerated. But when betrayal, love, loyalty, and the true meaning of "hero" and "villain" get in the way, will the good still rise? ⚠️DISCLAIMER:⚠️ I am not familiar with a lot of Japanese themes and cultures so the setting might not be accurate. Please bear with me! Also this fic is not meant to be logical, only entertain able . ~~I do not own Haikyuu or any of the characters~~ ~~This story is for entertainment purposes only. I do not see the real Haikyuu characters as this~~ (Any art in this is not mine, it belongs to the original owner) Started: 3/5/2021 Ended: 4/22/2022

Whatever Bokuto writes shows up on his soulmates arm. An arm that belongs to Akaashi Keiji. A bokuaka, kuroken, bokuroo fic. Written: 2019-2020 Cover art: @almangods

[COMPLETED] This is a fluff/angst story including kuroken, iwaoi , and daisuga. There will be other ships but these are the mains. Daily updates :) -Kenma doesn't have many friends, or any for that matter, and even though he may seem lonely he doesn't really mind it. Instead he likes to spend his time ice skating in the ice rink his family owns. However, one day someone wonders in and watches him skate.- -Kuroo's an above average student who's also the captain of the schools volleyball team. He gets along easily with the others at school and too many he seems to be living a great life. Although he's constantly surrounded by people he always feels slightly lonely. One day he finds himself out and wondering into an ice rink and watching a lone skater.-

Every time his soulmate lies, the words appear on Iwaizumi's left wrist. Every time his soulmate lies, the words appear on Oikawa's right wrist. • • • All characters belong to Haruichi Furudate!! Except the Mori's.. :D

Tooru Oikawa. An introvert, shy, suffering from major anxiety, cute nerd who's got a crush on a boy. →i do not own any haikyuu!! characters. -> Hana, Sakura and Hotaru are my Ocs THIS STORY DOES NOT ROMANTICISE MENTAL ILLNESS

Kozume Kenma has recently uprooted to the Nerima Ward in Tokyo. School isn't easy, he can't seem to concentrate or shake off the attention of some easily angered upper classmen. The captain of the volleyball team, Kuroo Tetsurō, takes him under his wing. Kuroo is determined to make Kenma fall in love with both Tokyo and volleyball. He's sure he can craft a protege out of the surprisingly agile younger boy in time for Spring Nationals. Their relationship quickly intensifies into a strange and unique intimacy, though everything may not be as it seems... disclaims/ info: i obv do not own any bit of Haikyuu !! this fic also features bokuaka, a lil kagehina, lots of angst/ fluff. thank you for reading !