❝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

~~COMPLETED~~ "I'm sorry... I don't know who you are?" Hinata Shouyo; Once happy, energetic and a brilliant volleyball player, loses his memory in an accident. No longer able to remember the people he once knew and the sport he once loved, he must learn to live with the way he is. Everyone knows him. He knows nobody. With help from Tobio Kageyama, he slowly learns to adapt to his knew life. But Kageyama sees something. Something different about Hinata. They boy he once knew... ...was gone.

Basically what the title says, oneshot angst haha This is my first time writing angsts and publishing on Wattpad, please feel free to leave any suggestions so I can improve my writing! REQUESTS OPENNNN Note: I do not own any characters. However, I do own the plot unless otherwise stated.

Well this is lame but here i am again...killing myself..well this what happen to me a few day ago...and i can't get this person out of my mind...except i didn't get her number or talk to her or find out her name.....(i swear I'm not gay but maybe a little...but she's a pretty Japanese girl with a short haircut and she's so pretty ..she's probably married tho hhahahha) ok let's get back to it..

"I don't love you anymore." Lies ~~~ "Did you end it with him?" Akaashi stared blankly at his father. The tears have all dried up, and all that's left were red scars and shattered glass. "Yes," he muttered bypassing his father and running up the stairs into his room. ~~~ Akaashi was being abused at home. Merely a puppet under his father. Bokuto didn't know anything ||same universe as Box of Reminiscence||

There are a lot of BokuAka AUs, but I thought I'd make one myself. - In this setting, Bokuto Koutaro is a famous celebrity whilst Akashi Keiji is your average, every day, author (well, not everyday)But if that's the case, what makes this composed and expressionless writer, as well as a complete stranger, so special to such an important figure? Bokuto suffers from Monophobia, a fear of being left or alone, and what happens when people use that to their advantage?

Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too.

Whatever Bokuto writes shows up on his soulmates arm. An arm that belongs to Akaashi Keiji. A bokuaka, kuroken, bokuroo fic. Written: 2019-2020 Cover art: @almangods

A series of BokuAka one shots based on James Arthur's "Say You Won't Let go".

TW : SELF HARM/SUICIDE ATTEMPT