Itadori Yuji had a one in a million chance of survival when he chose to eat that ancient, gnarled finger belonging to the king of curses himself, Sukuna. If only Itadori hadn't eaten that finger, maybe things could have been different. If he hadn't eaten that finger he would have never gotten tangled up in this mess. If he hadn't't eaten that finger I wouldn't have to let him go. Now I watched as his body fell to the hard, stone flooring beneath me, Motionless, Unmoving, Lifeless. [I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS] [COVER IS NOT MINE, ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE ARTST] ⚠️TW: blood, gore, depression, self-harm, suicide.⚠️ Started: 13th April 2023 Finished: ???

Akaashi stared at himself in the mirror, gulping. His body wasn't going to hold out too much longer if he kept going like this. His little boy wasn't going to grow up and be able to indulge in nicer things like this. Bokuto wouldn't stay around much longer if things like this kept happening. Akaashi wouldn't be able to stay here longer. He needed to escape this house. **** WARNING This story has implications of/scenes of: - emotional/physical abuse - throwing up - child abuse - illness - occasional blood

Oikawa thought Iwaizumi actually liked him back, after being in love with him for years. But when Iwa gets a new girlfriend, Oikawa falls into despair. Written in first person Yeah this is probably my favorite Haikyuu!! ship Also I love Yachi (not related to the story just wanted to say that)

TW // ⚠️ : This story contains themes such as ; - hospitals - illness - abandonment - death ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴡᴏᴇs, ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛᴇᴀʀs. ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴜʀᴅᴇɴsᴏᴍᴇ. ... ғᴏʀᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇɴᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴇɴᴄᴜᴍʙᴇʀs ᴀ ʟɪᴋᴇɴᴇss ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜʟ. ᴛʜᴇsᴇ sᴘʀɪᴛᴇs, ᴏғ ғᴀɴᴄʏ, sᴘᴀᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ʙᴀᴛʜᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʀᴜᴇ. ʏᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀᴡᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴsᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴏғ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ ʜᴜᴇ. [ ll ] :: Story was originally completed: 02/26/2016 :: A/N: I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS HIGHLY FREAKING UNDER QUALIFIED ,I GUESS YOU COULD CALL IT, SO I'M GOING TO BE EDITING AND MOST LIKELY ADDING IN SOME STUFF CAUSE I KNOW THIS MADE NO DARN SENSE. [II]

oikawa tooru isn't the best. but he wants to be. he wants to be untouchable. he wants to be the epitome of perfection. he wants to be golden. and he figures, if he can convince himself he IS the best, he will be. and so, he does. he builds upwards, his pride a tower of accomplishments. he builds and he builds and he builds. he builds until he's high on his own ego, towering above everyone else. but oikawa forgot to ask himself something vital. what do you do when you're so high up the only way to go is down? {iwaoi fic} warning: strong language

❝ he loves me. he loves me not. ❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ i own only the plot + the cover ;;☆ hq!! belongs to haruichi furudate // lapslock intended !! [ created sometime in mid-janurary 2016 its so old // im sorry if its shit haha ] [ soulmate AU: the first words your soulmate speaks to you is permanently tattooed on your wrist. ]

Sakusa saw his best friend Ushijima kissing someone he felt hurt. And a unknown stranger came to comfort him it was Atsumu. Would 2 complete strangers would fall inlove with each other or going completely wrong. Stay tuned! (I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK IN THE BOOK COVER! CREDITS TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER!!! without their wondeful creation this story wouldn't be complete! Im sorry if it took so long to credit them! This is not my work! So I'm sorry and credits to the rightful owners!) Note: this is actually my first time making a story so pls don't expect good quality story here 😂 I hope you enjoyed it!!!!

sakusa and atsumu were at a training camp for a week. but they never talked to eachother. they just i guess you can say. admired eachother from afar. but bokuto throws a party. and komori forces sakusa to go, since he knew a certain blonde would come.