it was the first day of lockdown due to coronavirus and school and volleyball practice were canceled until further notice. boredom would be the death of Bokuto and so he started bombarding his underclassman and setter, Akaashi, with some random messages. ───────── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───────── a random bokuaka chatfic during quarantine ───────── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───────── 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: completed 𝙥𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: October 8, 2020 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: February 25, 2021 𝙨𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡: March 1, 2021

"Pa, what is love for you?" He looked at his 7-year-old son who was staring at him with those curious dark blue eyes. He looked outside the window and saw the moon shining so brightly, taking him back to his younger years when falling in love. "Love is like the moon, it has its phases." "Phases?" "𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚, 𝙪𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙛𝙛𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚." ───────── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───────── a short bokuaka 5-6 ish chapter fanfic ───────── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───────── 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: completed 𝙥𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: November 3, 2020 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: November 11, 2020

𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙨. 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨. 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙗𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨. 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨. 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙨. a world where permanent marks on your body also appear on the body of your soulmate at the age of 13. Akaashi Keiji, as young as 8, stopped believing in soulmates when things turn downhill with his family. 'To hell with soulmates', he thinks as he sees the first bruise on his knee when he turned 13. Bokuto Koutarou, as a kid, was rowdy. He didn't mind the warnings of his mother about leaving permanent marks on his body that would affect his soulmate's body soon and enjoyed playing volleyball. 'Why would I even bother to look for someone else if volleyball makes me happy?', he thought. ───────── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───────── bokuaka soulmate au with slight kuroken ───────── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───────── 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: complete 𝙥𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: June 25, 2020 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: October 29, 2020 𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚: December 5, 2020

Bokkuroo: "This idea popped up unexpectedly in my mind a few weeks ago and it ruined me so much, I had to write it down. I didn't intend the story ending up this long and so emotional, but here it is. The title is Rainbow Veins by Owl City. Please listen to it, you'll need it afterwards. Update: Sorry if the layout of the fic seems a bit rough. I'm still a newbie to this website and yeah. I will try to fix it anytime soon. ((Also changed the warnings. Don't complain now that you haven't been warned.))" (See the end of the work for more notes.)

Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too. The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write. _______ Disclaimer : All credits of writing this go to Littleluxray, the original one can be found on archive of our own! Credits to art/book cover also goes to Rheatan which can be found on Deviantart As said I do not own this story, I just wanted to share it :>

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

"Death is death and there's not much we can do about it. But what comes after is in our hands." The sequel to In Another Life by LittleLuxray that nobody asked for-but which I simply had to write for myself. ~ In Cloud Atlas, Robert Frobisher writes in a letter to Sixsmith that "a half-finished book is, after all, a half-finished love affair." This story is my attempt to finish what was written by a different author five years ago. Bokuto is my favourite character in Haikyuu; Akaashi is his favourite person. Reading In Another Life a week ago, I felt empty. After rewatching Cloud Atlas I realised why that was. The story needs to end. And death is not an end, but a door. There are too many stories about the ones who leave. This is for the ones left behind, the ones who stay. For Akaashi. Now available to read in Portuguese! https://my.w.tt/GgVJWW5nVbb Now available to read in Spanish! https://www.wattpad.com/story/263165181?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=sallyhopewrites&wp_originator=z0AFrHpAAC8sFf7fXra7mKqHtY%2F9c6s1ovkkyxp241U2I4ET%2FMTzyovWwr3vAtFjG6OTz6uXyD6xjTEuH0iXOtkTsL93mowLuREchpsMZCkB6iesq17mFyfykiPVhX%2Bv

there was once a crooked man.. who walked a crooked mile. he found a crooked sixpence, upon a crooked stile. he bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse... and they all lived together... in a little crooked house.. a story about a man who's life was just as miserable as he was - akaashi was the man of misfortune tw!! mentions of abuse, suicide. based on crooked man (the game) ©️hqheaven 2017