~ This is basically a little Wattpad story featuring some haikyuu ships, this may contain some extreme smut to the smallest amount of fluff or maybe angst, But this is my first story so plz don't come at me with hate!! owo ~

Bokuto's mom has decided to send him on a trip to Italy because she wants him to have "an educational adventure". He thinks his life is going to be over, but his mom tells him he can bring a friend. What happens when he brings his best friend to Italy with him for two weeks? This story is just going to be fluff, fluff, and more fluff! Hope you enjoy ٩( 'ω' )و ! characters aren't mine all characters belong to Haruichi Furudate !

All Akaashi wanted was an I love you. But there was no Bokuto there to say it.

After a tournament, Hinata seems off. It's not too noticeable, just subtle things that almost every person does. Until he starts to avoid any type of touch, including the friendly ones of his own team captain. Everyone dismisses it as a new found tendency except Kageyama. He begins to become worried and attempts to find out what had happened that changed the red head. What happens when he does find out? WARNING: SENSITIVE TOPICS SUCH AS EATING DISORDERS AND PHYSICAL HARM AGAINST OTHERS/SELF HARM

Akaashi sighed, sitting up. Bokuto looked over and quirked a brow. "Why are you tired?" "Not sure..." Bokuto leaned over and took a deep breath. His eyes widened. "You smell a lot sweeter now. Holy crap." Akaashi shrugged. "Doesn't mean that much." Bokuto put a hand on Akaashi's stomach and Akaashi smiled. "Oh my God." Akaashi laughed quietly. "It was supposed to be a surprise."

"Why did you kiss me" a 12 year old Akaashi asks. "Dunno, just felt like it" Bokuto hums. Akaashi nods, turning back to his homework. It didn't mean anything. It was only Bokuto and kissing felt like a very Bokuto thing to do. (Dense Idiots) Written: 2019

"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

Downy flakes fall swiftly past the glow of the streetlight. A sprinkle of white flurries cast against the dark of night. The snow is crisp, the stars are bright. I spread my wings and I take flight. Wings fluttering as I fly, up into the evening sky. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental Date Started: April 30, 2016 Date Finished: May 03, 2016 All Rights Reserved 2016 © Freya Emmanuelle

Overprotective. That one word alone describes his parents. Especially his father. Bokuto Koutarou was not allowed to go out without his parents tagging along, and he was absolutely not allowed to meet his friends during the holidays. This made him annoyed and frustrated that he was being treated like a child. Until he came. And everything changed, and Bokuto soon finds himself in a whole new life, where things were no longer as they were. WARNING! Includes swear words (though rarely). Angst-based fanfic. DISCLAIMER This is just a fan based fiction. I do not own any of the main characters used or the anime itself. All of them goes to the all fabulous and amazing artist Haruichi Furudate.

When Bokuto and Akaashi attend a party with all their friends, something unexpected happens. Bokuto thinks it's just a dream, until he stumbles upon the truth. A BokuAka Oneshot. ** I do not own the characters of Haikyuu. ** If I've made any mistakes, let me know and I'll adjust it. I typed this all up on my phone. 😬👉🏼👈🏼❤️