When the independent assassin, Kenma is forced to work with the wild hitman Kuroo, he is everything but pleased. After taking an important case together they realize they have to watch their backs more then before. You never know who might be Bearing the flame, and if you get to close... you'll burn. DISCLAIMER: TW Does mention triggering topics such as murder/death/ suicide. Goes into detail about death, and depression. Mild adult humor and language. Please read with caution! LOTS OF VIOLENCE! None of the art in this belongs to me, unless said so, and at the end of the story there will be a credit page :)

oikawa tooru isn't the best. but he wants to be. he wants to be untouchable. he wants to be the epitome of perfection. he wants to be golden. and he figures, if he can convince himself he IS the best, he will be. and so, he does. he builds upwards, his pride a tower of accomplishments. he builds and he builds and he builds. he builds until he's high on his own ego, towering above everyone else. but oikawa forgot to ask himself something vital. what do you do when you're so high up the only way to go is down? {iwaoi fic} warning: strong language

After a rough day, Asahi Azumane returns home, as he noticed he received a message on snapchat. He never used the long forgotten app, everyone of his friends knew that. Some people say; Love at first sight Does that count for snapchat pictures too? Asahi is very clumsy, he might've tripped, and fell hard for this stranger. You: Who are you?? ??: A Libero, but you can call me your future lover (; ⚠️YOU DO N O T HAVE PERMISSION TO TRANSLATE OR POST IT SOMEWHERE ELSE!⚠️ MATURE SUBJECTS!

azumane asahi never liked human contact. he preferred being alone in a quiet place. he wasn't exactly innocent though. but what happens when a super hyper pizza delivery boy bursts into his quiet life? warning! includes really bad jokes ©️hqheaven 2016

The Karasuno team have decided to take a long road trip across Japan for the summer! Watch and read as hilarity ensues, and Hinata and Kageyama progress through various difficult (and awkward) situations. (Art on the cover is by "room106, Tsugu" from the Doujinshi: Jigsaw Puzzle and Yet Another Dream) (Cover made by Karasuuno on Wattpadd, Helenora on Tumblr)

"You think I could catch a fish out here?" Kuroo chuckled. "Well" Bokuto grins back, and he leans his shoulder against the doorway. "To catch a fish, you have to think like a fish". Kuroo hummed for a second in thought before placing his hands on his temple. "I'm wet and I don't even know it. I'm wet and I don't even know it" he chanted, rhythmically. And Bokuto couldn't help but laugh. A small town country AU where Bokuto and Kuroo experiment with makeup on a rainy day. Written: 2020

oikawa tooru might just change sexualities because of his awfully handsome butler. highest rankings: #1 in #iwaoi (2018.06.26) #1 in #haikyuu (2018.11.29) #1 in #matsuhana (2019.03.06) (2019.06.17) #1 in iwaizumixoikawa (2021.04.22) warning! awful humor, kpop references, unnecessary drama and a lot of repressed homosexuality. ©️hqheaven 2018

he was the human definition of sin i feel in love with him. in which tsukishima falls for the forbidden one. tw!! mentions of death, suicide, self harm, mental illness ©️hqheaven 2017

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

Koushi grabs his arm, hand shaking as he scrawls his address on the inside of Daichi's wrist. "That's my college address. Write to me there. And when you come back, I'll be waiting for you, so find me. Please." The smile Daichi gives him is tinged with melancholy. "You shouldn't wait for me, Koushi. With your looks, you'll have boys falling at your feet. Take one of them." Koushi shakes his head. "Please." "Okay." Daichi brushes a lock of hair from Koushi's face, squeezes his hand, and then he's gone. ~ or, the year is 1968 and all Koushi can do is wait for Daichi to come home.