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

"Call the number, Bokuto." Kuroo orders, not even showing a slight sense of compassion towards his friend who examines the scruffy correction pen job. "Listen, I know I lost the bet, but isn't calling a phone number Tipp-Exxed onto a park lamppost a bit too much?" ****this story was made in 2020. I'm reposting it again because I'm proud of it for something I wrote 3 years ago, but please just bear this in mind that it's probably during my silly late teen era :) Start: 25/10/20 Finish: 22/11/20

"how do I tell someone they're gay?" "isn't the question usually the other way around?" "it is, but this guy still believes he's straight. we've been fucking for months" in which akaashi finds himself wanted by more people than he can handle... or at least he thinks so. warning! adult content, tough language. bokuto x akaashi; kuroo x akaashi; akaashi x kenma; kuroo x kenma. note: switch to lowercase after chapter 4 note 2: slowburn

"Pretend you're dating me!" I say, grabbing Akaashi's shoulder. I pull him closer to me and nervously smile. "What?" he says. I mouth 'go along with it'. The dark-haired boy frowns. "Babe! How are you?" I exclaim loudly, making sure Kuroo could hear. "What are you doing?" ~ When Bokuto convinces Akaashi to become his fake boyfriend, they do all the things a normal couple would do: hold hands, go on dates, fall in love... It was all fake, of course. Until his feelings weren't. • • • All characters belong to Haruichi Furudate!

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

❝i've been in love with you for three years, bokuto, and i never risked myself for telling you the truth. instead, i only uttered denial statements. i might be stupid, a coward, or might be smart, i don't know.❞ ― lowercase intended

He leaned over, kissed Bokuto on the cheek, and smiled bitterly, eyes watery. He will never remember. Not now, not ever. What they were will now forever be forgotten. "You used to call me Keiji, Koutarou." This is not mine! Tbh I'm a horrible author. I just want to share the book daisuga from ao3 wrote

❝𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 ?❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ In this lifetime, is that too much to hope for? There is something so delicate about this time, so fragile. And if nothing ever comes of it, at least I have known this feeling, this wonderful sense of optimism. It is something I can always keep close to me Akaashi, to draw from in my darkest hour like a ray of unspent sunshine. I will always be glad to know there is someone like you in this world.- If there ever comes a day when we can't be together anymore, keep me in your heart Bokuto, I'll stay there. Yours, Akaashi Keiji ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▲𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ©HAIKYUU CREATORS ▼𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ©GIASSECRETSTORIES Started writing- 19/11/2020

𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐚𝐤𝐚! slice of life chatfic 》 © 𝖑𝖊𝖝! (lexxyz_) ♡︎ .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. 🌼 includes: ✔︎ super short chapters ✔︎ owl puns ✔︎ mentions of kuroken + tsukkiyama ✔︎ switch energy ;) *lowercase intended*🌤 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝,, 》12.08.19 ➪ 05.21.20 💫

random stranger: how did you get my number? bokuto: oh I just changed the last number of my phone number ㅡ Miko. mostly fluffy, a little angst side ships: kuroken and tsukkiyama