{TodoBakuDeku World War II Au} Home. After these past few years Izuku wasn't entirely sure what that word meant . . . what it truly felt to have a home. You can have four walls, and a roof over your head- but what was the real definition of 'Home'? The answer to this seemingly easy question is nothing, there is no real answer- because there are no real homes. At least not for a Japanese-American caught in the backlash of World War II. Being in an Internment Camp wasn't so bad at first. But as the hours dragged on, so did the minutes, which turned into days, weeks, and inevitably years. The Military guards watching them, with fierce and intense eyes- waiting for someone to slip up, make a wrong move. New soldiers come in every month like clockwork- replacing a few of the old ones. This wasn't new. But when Izuku met them . . . those two boys would change his life forever.

NOT MY WRITING -Full Credit to the author!! (Exolexact) -Anything after the chapter "Provocateur P" is my writing though! -I tried ya'll😭 -This is 18+ 😉 I'm down bad y'all 🥰💕 -Thank u guys sm for 329k reads!!! I hope this new year has brought positive vibes for ya'll! Take care MWAH 💋 Enjoy!✨✨✨✨

Its a dun dun dun ChAtFiC! More meet ups and texts that are freaking hilarious, looking for ships? U FOUND THEM!! (I DO NOT OWN HAIKYU)

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 :>