"Death is death and there's not much we can do about it. But what comes after is in our hands." The sequel to In Another Life by LittleLuxray that nobody asked for-but which I simply had to write for myself. ~ In Cloud Atlas, Robert Frobisher writes in a letter to Sixsmith that "a half-finished book is, after all, a half-finished love affair." This story is my attempt to finish what was written by a different author five years ago. Bokuto is my favourite character in Haikyuu; Akaashi is his favourite person. Reading In Another Life a week ago, I felt empty. After rewatching Cloud Atlas I realised why that was. The story needs to end. And death is not an end, but a door. There are too many stories about the ones who leave. This is for the ones left behind, the ones who stay. For Akaashi. Now available to read in Portuguese! https://my.w.tt/GgVJWW5nVbb Now available to read in Spanish! https://www.wattpad.com/story/263165181?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=sallyhopewrites&wp_originator=z0AFrHpAAC8sFf7fXra7mKqHtY%2F9c6s1ovkkyxp241U2I4ET%2FMTzyovWwr3vAtFjG6OTz6uXyD6xjTEuH0iXOtkTsL93mowLuREchpsMZCkB6iesq17mFyfykiPVhX%2Bv

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.

Tendou smiled with pain.. HEY HEY HEYY! :D Hey everyone! I present to you "Smile" by ahem, ME- 😼 It's a UshiTen fanfic/angst I hope you all enjoy it! I took time to do this, and damn I don't regret it- ✨Love you all! 💗

It was supposed to be my mission to kill you so how did I end up falling in love with you? Miya Atsumu who's a secret spy of Division of Intelligence located in Ichigaya district in Tokyo was assigned with a mission to be a hitman of the most popular yakuza group in Japan. Sakusa Kiyoomi, the new head of Sakusa-kai, was forced to replace his father to continue the business. Did he made a mistake trusting Atsumu or would this be a new start to change his view in life?

yamaguchi has been taking a lot of late-night walks lately, but his nights have been recently erupted by a loud group of bikers. over the next few weeks, he grows considerably closer with one of the bikers, and their story only blossoms from there. completed 4/25/20. lowercase intended. cover art credit: ridzakun on instagram and tumblr. haikyuu and all of its characters respectfully belong to haruichi furudate.

(Not my story all credits goes to LittleLuxray on ao3) Summary : 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. (Not my story all credits goes to LittleLuxray on ao3)