In where the king sits on his pedestal while the peasants can only watch...

Atsumu, Suga and Oikawa have had crushes for years, on boys they thought they could never have. But their confession goes askew, and they find themselves with only a month to live, as Hanahaki wraps it's vines around their hearts. What will happen to our loveable setters?

oikawa is a celebrity famous for his appearance and natural charm. iwaizumi works at a café and avoids getting involved in social media as he finds it unnecessary. - characters in the story belong to the creators of haikyuu. - cover by @voluntary_victim <3

I wish someone was afraid to lose me the way I'm always scared of losing people. But I doubt anyone would fight to keep me in their life. Warnings: self-harm, attempted suicide, depression. If you aren't comfortable with these topics, pls don't read.

Cover art by: Pink cherry on Tumbler (????) I can't really find. The hanahaki fic that no one asked for but I am here to deliver. It doesn't really fall into the haikyuu timeline because my brain is really not big enough to comprehend how to do that Tsukishima wasn't sure when it started, maybe it was around the time of the first training camp. It started just as a slight discomfort in that back of his throat, he thought nothing of it and hoped it would go away soon. However, it only worsened, in seemingly random intervals. Tsukishima tried to piece together a common variable of each time the aches and pains hit but found that he couldn't. Sometimes he was at home, in the comfort of his own home; sometimes he was at the Karasuno gym, practicing volleyball. And it seems like today was one of those times. #No beta we die like Daichi

He left. Tsukishima was a married man to a guy he was not fated with. Then he came. Will he ever be together with his fated man if destiny was pulling them apart? or maybe they are not fated at all. A story of up and downs between Tsukishima Kei and Kuroo Tetsurou as they tried to work their relationship out. (Ending changed)

He should have took Yamaguchi's offer to spend the night. Packing could wait one more day, thinking of Nekoma could wait one day, but no he wanted to go home. He wasn't thinking about the monsters that lurk at night.

Shirabu always feels strange around Semi Eita. Sometimes it's an accelerated heartbeat. Sometimes it's a nervous blush. Sometimes it's a smile he didn't invite onto his mouth. And then one day, a single flower petal. *TW: Blood, implied self harm* (Also I changed up the hanahaki thing just a bit for increased pain sorry)

"the secret is to just be empty." his reflection looms over him as if it were a giant wave waiting to devour him. he feels the noose of his subconscious grow tighter, suffocating him with the voices of dysmorphia. as it tightens, his control begins to slip. "you can trust me...they don't know what you need...this is what will satisfy you." in his mind, he is healthy and this is normal to want to be thin. he has to be the spitting image of a national-playing athlete. he has to be for his boyfriend; who would want to date someone this ugly? he has to be for his family; he can't fail their expectations. this is normal. kei is stubborn. too stubborn for his own good. "you're beautiful." lair. "you're perfect just the way you are." shut up. "i love you." why? it may be too late for kei to realize that he is no longer himself. he is nothing but a hollow shell living in foreign skin. inside, he is empty. *** this story is inspired by jaidenanimations and BoyInABand's song "Empty". i do not own the song, nor do i take any credit for the lyrics. i do not own haikyuu or any of the characters. these characters belong to Haruichi Furudate. this story covers mature topics that may be triggering to some individuals. viewer discretion is advised. lowercase intended.

And then there is me; * * * * Always waiting for you. -JH hard These characters do not belong to me, they belong to the wonderful Haruichi Furudate A Hanahaki AU centered around DaiSuga. I truly love this and I hope you enjoy it too. I credit the artist if that cover, I did not draw it but it is immaculate.