❝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
"No... Akaashi, don't. Stop. You're drunk..." "So it's you..." "Akaashi... Please, I don't.. I don't want you to..." "Don't worry, I want this." "I know... I hope. But I want to remember this..." "Why...? I'm just your a guy you know for few weeks. If you let me... this can be just a drunk one night stand...." "No. I...
Akaashi and Bokuto accidentally kiss a day before Akaashi moves to another prefecture of Japan. After that, they never hear from one another until they unexpectedly meet again at university a couple of years later. It's not long until suppressed feelings resurface and chaos unfolds. Will probably contain smut/NSFW l...
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
The most annoying thing about Hinata is the fact he never shuts up. Most of the time, Kageyama can tune the other out but every now and then a certain phrase or conversation that loudmouth has come out with will just stick with Kageyama like glue. It's the dumb things Hinata blurts out that leads to Kageyama question...
"Es gab einen Sommer da hatte Hinata gelacht, gefeiert, geweint und gelebt, all das in dem Denken mit den Sonnenstrahlen um die Wette rennen, mit nur einem Sprung Sterne vom Himmelszelt holen und mit nur einem Aufschrei Blitze einschlagen lassen zu können." [abgeschlossen]