Bakuaka Histoires

Kacchako shorts that I write when I'm stress. Don't expect a schedule. Rating will be written at the beginning of each one shots

All credits go to the official owner of this Bokuto X Akaashi Fan Fiction. All this was for so you can mark your place.

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Hey! This is a wattpad one shot book. You guys get to decide the plot and ship of the story!! I'm sorry I'm not a multi-shipper,, I only do certain ships (the ones that are tagged). I do both smut and fluff, mostly fluff tho! All you have to do is comment a random plot with one of the tagged ships and a story will be written!

this is sad story so maybe you'll cry maybe you will not because i cried writing this 😥 this is in akaashi's pov

Bokuto is 24, and decided to help his best friend Kuroo with the new bar he had opened months earlier. He quickly becomes friends with his mentor, Terushima. They decide to check out the Tattoo parlor that had opened just a few weeks ago, across the street from the Black Jackal Bar. Bokuto goes in, but comes out with more than a new tattoo... Stay tuned! And if you ask for certain ships for future books, they may come true!

♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎ 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕡𝕤 (main) - Daisuga, YamaYama, TsukiHina, AsaNoya, TanaEnno, IwaOi, kuroKen, BakoAka Pictures aren't mine (from Pinterest)

It is what it is

Atsumu miya left home to America in his 3rd year of middle school. Leaving behind his twin brother and bestfriends oikawa Tooru sugawara koushi suna rintoru shirabu kenjirou and akaashi Kenji. After 3 years atsumu returns to surprise his twin brother and bestfriends but instead is surprised by the possible love of his life is he falling in love with his brother's bestfriend and a complete stranger to him? sorry if this sucks this is my first time doing this so don't criticize me to much thank by also I have a wit account under the same name so if you want to follow you can anyway kiss to ball bye now 😊😊

Kenma was a struggling art student working at the most stuck up hippie coffee shop he could think of. Every shift was like a new form of torture, that is until an attractive new regular starts coming around.