#BOKUAKA HUSBANDS

[owlyflufff]

PAUSE 

Sakusa: (referring to Valentines chocolate) There's more or less extra but... 

Atsumu: S'alright if i take some for Samu? 

Bokuto: For Akaashi too

Atsumu:  And hinata and his lil' sister too

Sakusa: ...

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BOKUTO WANTS TO GIVE AKAASHI CHOCOLATES? 

[lavenderhayes12]

me when fated soulmates

[glowingsand]

pregame ♡!!

bonus:

[solitesse]

sometimes i deliberately choose to read fics from other fandoms besides haikyuu and i still manage to act shocked when the characters' lives don't revolve around volleyball

[mrs-nubenueve]

i mean it y’all i mean it once i have the $$ saved and a design in mind (like 95% of the process lmao) ima get a bokuaka tattoo…like momma may have raised a depressed bitch but she didn’t raise a cowardly bitch

[calciumcryptid]

There are a lot of MSBY Jackals fanfictions which detail reactions to SakuAtsu, BokuAka, and KageHina, but I need some that deal with Sendai Frogs fans reactions to TsukkiYama and KyouHaba.

The two most prickly players (I know it is heavily implied Kyoutani chilled out but he must still have some edge to him) in the entire league reveal they not only have civilian partners but have been married to them for years. Oh, and their husbands are the actual scary ones in the relationship.

[whywoulditho]

Haikyuu Fic Recs Masterlist

It's finally here, my contribution for the lovely people of haikyuu fandom after months of reading fanfiction everyday. This is a list of my absolutely favorite, 10/10 fanfics that made me leave keyboard smash comments. Most of these are G-T rated and all of them are SFW. I put a 💜 next to the ones with asexual rep just because I can. Also I will be uploading this list when I find new good fics (instead of making new posts everytime i'll just edit this post). Anyway, hope you'll like them as much as I do. Pairings sorted alphabetical.

Asanoya

with you, my world by mollE

Lean In by fangi

Hello, How are you? by ShiDreamin

Setting Aside Your Pride and Your Prejudice by sugamama_crowshi

Bokuaka

In Another Life by LittleLuxray (ah yes, the classic)

fine line by starsqwub

Daisuga

i do (cherish you) by gabstar

Iwaoi

sutures by eurydicees

Winner Takes it All by keenbean

Kagehina

Signed, Sealed, Not Delivered by FireHeartAW

Kuroken

the galaxy is endless (i thought we were too) by cosmogony (ah yes, the classic pt. 2)

ever so slightly (daily and nightly) by tsukiyams

video games and gold rings by gnomeo

Bubbles by buttonstuck

Don't Look Now by pancakewars

Sakuatsu

frankenstein's monster by starbeyy

Like Smoke Blown to Heaven by littleboat

THE HUMAN CONDITION by mcbeefy 💜

Intertwined by Anubis_2701

we're faking it until we aren't by pastelplants

Tethered by meek00

Waiting For the Sunlight by carryaworld 💜

see this through by basilleia

CLEAN™ by Kiyoomi by sifuhotman

Compelling (Power)Points by tumbleeweedfarm

(Un-)Deserving by sipsutus

Sunaosa

come on with the rain by rosegoldwriting

can we always be this close? (forever and ever?) by lunarumbra

Tsukkiyama

flowers that bloom late (are still just as pretty) by sumdgesofink

the sudden wave of silver by Quintessence

The Mystery of Professor Yamaguchi's Husband by spadebrigade

The Evolution Of Flight by xXvintage_goose_incognitoXx

The Love Song of Tsukishima Kei by Lady28

by any other name by parenthetic (renaissance)

blonde, whipped and very secret (also known as yamaguchi's boyfriend) by justatroubledgirl

Yakulev

Touch by Mysecretfanmoments

Yaku and the Beanstalk by Mysecretfanmoments

The Ace by MelissaWritesStuff 💜

[naofairy]

Mwahrch | a kiss hello | a gentle kiss | bokuaka | fluff | established relationship | short drabble

A quiet click of the door, rustling of the sheets, the comforting smell of honey and soothing warmth embracing his body. Keiji stirs, awoken from his dream, but still not conscious enough to open his tired eyes.

“Hi, love,” Koutarou whispers right into his ear, leaving a warm peck on the nape of his neck. His arm curls over Keiji’s waist in a grounding grip. Momentarily, Keiji clings to his husband’s hand, their fingers intertwining.

He turns his head, needing to get even closer, but bumps his cheek straight into Koutarou’s nose. But his husband knows exactly what to do so he pushes himself up just enough to close the distance between their craving mouths. The kiss begins as a slow, lazy slide of the lips as if to remind them that it’s real and they’re finally here together after almost a month of being apart. Keiji missed it so badly, getting to feel Koutarou’s warmth, curling himself into his strong chest, losing his mind over the familiar scent of his lover.

Most times their welcome home kisses get frantic real quick as they lose their clothes the moment the apartment door closes. But this time it’s late and they both crave a good night’s sleep, so the slow movement of lips and a barely-there hint of tongue is just perfect to ease them into it.

“Hello, Kou,” Keiji whispers back. “You’re here. I’m sorry I couldn’t get you from the station.”

“Mm, that’s okay.” Koutarou kisses the corner of his mouth, then lays back on the pillow and nudges the back of Keiji’s head with his nose.

“What time is it?”

“Nearly three. We should sleep, baby,” He says, readjusting the bedsheet, so they’re both comfortably covered. “We have the weekend all to ourselves.”

Keiji hums with contentment as he almost falls back to sleep with a small smile visible on his lips. “Goodnight, I love you.”

“Night-night, love you too.”

[lindtluirae]

Favourite Hello and Hardest Goodbye | BokuAka | rated G

Saying goodbye to Bokuto—no matter how inevitable, no matter how frequent—always feels like he’s choking on his own heart.

The usual sunshine of Bokuto’s presence wilts too as they stand in the airport, seconds away from separating yet again.

As if to match his mood, the skies outside are overcast, the clouds grey in their shared melancholy.

Bokuto shuffles, his eyes casting around. Akaashi can see the beginning of a wobble in his lips that Bokuto is resisting. He watches him swallow thickly a few times before meeting Akaashi’s eyes. “It’s only a few months.”

It sounds like he's trying to convince himself.

“Yeah,” Akaashi says softly, head dipping to shield his expression.

There they are, two people flaking at the edges as they try to hold themselves together for the other person.

“We’ll text every day,” Bokuto promises, voice rough.

Moments later, he buries his face in Akaashi’s neck, embracing him with both arms securely around his body. Akaashi’s knees buckle a little, his breath catching as he's reminded of what he's about to part with.

He can’t move under the weight of Bokuto’s familiar, strong arms—doesn’t want to, ever.

But Bokuto is going to miss his flight.

Akaashi wrenches himself away, gathering himself with the skin of his teeth. “Go, Bokuto-san. You’ve got this.”

His breaths shudder out of him at Bokuto’s gentle, comforting smile. His nod of agreement. “We’ll win, and then I’ll come home to you.”

And that? That sits with him for weeks.

I’ll come home to you.

It burns in his chest, in his cheeks, behind his eyes.

Bokuto is his home too, even if Akaashi doesn’t know how to express it so bluntly.

Akaashi remembers watching a comedy special once, where a line struck him: home is where we feel safe, because we live in an unsafe world.

Nothing can touch him with Bokuto around, because Bokuto chases away the darkness that clings to every corner. He sweeps the streets with light, and offers the warmth of his smiles to Akaashi without restraint, until Akaashi begins to feel like he's been left outside in a sunspot to bake.

He should be used to this, but he's not. He doubts he’ll ever learn to accept their separation, no matter how brief.

Akaashi drifts through life one meeting at a time, an overworked caricature of himself in between, only to feel whole again the moment he reunites with Bokuto.

“Agaaashii,” Bokuto says, picking up his phone. He can hear a commotion behind him, and loud cheers. “Hi!”

He's probably still at their game.

“Is this a bad time?” Akaashi tests unsurely.

“No way, it’s a good time! The best time, now that I hear your voice.” Bokuto can truly be shameless in expressing his affections, Akaashi can’t get used to it. “I miss you~”

As always, his heart slams into his chest. “I miss you too, Bokuto-san.”

Even though it’s only been two weeks. How is Akaashi meant to endure this?

“Bokkun, who’re ya talkin’ to?” Someone asks in the background.

Bokuto slightly pulls the phone away from his ear, his voice sounding a little further as he responds. “Oh! It’s Akaashi, remember? I told you about him.”

“Ahh! Say hi to yer husband for me!”

Akaashi’s mouth goes dry, his eyes widening. Husband?

“Tsum-Tsum says hi, Kaashi!” Bokuto relays enthusiastically, seemingly unruffled.

Akaashi barely manages to choke out a question. “H-husband?”

“Ohh,” Bokuto makes a noise. The silence stretches only a few seconds, but Akaashi finds that he's forgotten how to breathe. “…Tsum-Tsum likes to tease me… because I always talk about you. So now everyone… everyone refers to you like that.”

His eyebrows shoot up, both flattered and stunned. “Really?”

“‘Course Agaashi! I have the most wonderful boyfriend in the world!”

Ugh, Bokuto is bad for his cardiac health. Akaashi clutches his heart and takes a steadying breath. “Don’t let them tease you too much.”

“It’s okay,” Bokuto waves off, sounding more enthusiastic. “It’s not really teasing if it’s true!”

“Huh?”

“It’s just like practice for the future, right?” Bokuto poses the question innocently, likely unaware of the way Akaashi clutches the edge of a couch to steady himself against the sudden swoop of his heart. “For when we get married.”

For? When?!

Akaashi’s mind goes into an internal screech, wheels skidding out of control, thoughts barreling into each other, a big traffic jam that brings everything to a stop. He stands there, stunned, caught in the middle of it.

They’ve never verbally discussed this, even though Akaashi hoped and anticipated that that’s where they’ll end up one day.

Yet for Bokuto to announce it so casually…

He swallows thickly a few times. Clears his throat. “Right,” his voice cracks a bit. “Of course.”

He can hear Bokuto’s beaming smile. “I’ll call you later tonight, Kaashi! I have to go now!”

“Okay, Bokuto-san… Kou,” Akaashi responds, still reeling.

There’s a pause on the other end of the line.

Then, a stream of verbal hearts pour from the receiver. “Keijiiiii! You called me Kou!”

It feels appropriate, in light of the most recent revelation. “I did,” Akaashi agrees, clearing his throat. His cheeks feel incandescently warm. “Go now, before you get in trouble.”

“I’ll call you!” Bokuto declares again, then, for all to hear, without a care or shame, entirely unreluctant, Bokuto ends the call with, “love you, Keiji!!”

The call ends, and Akaashi drops on the couch, body made of liquid.

He flops down like a limpless body and stares at the ceiling.

How? How does Bokuto do this to him?

It’s unbearable in his chest as the words glow there.

How is he expected to focus on anything else now?

*

Bokuto calls him around midnight Akaashi’s time.

He's already in bed, with nothing better to do than await this call. He answers it without a hitch, his heart kicking in his chest.

“Keiji!” Bokuto sounds delighted. “You’re awake! I was worried I’d miss you. Cap took us out for lunch!”

Akaashi curls into his duvet, smiling. “I hope you had a good time… I stayed up waiting.”

“Keiji…” Bokuto’s voice wobbles. “You did?”

“I always do,” Akaashi says softly.

“I miss you, Keijiii,” Bokuto whines, seemingly unable to stop calling him by his first name, even as violent butterflies swarm Akaashi’s gut each time.

“I miss you too… How was the game?”

“Great! We won!” Bokuto sounds like he's grinning. It makes Akaashi’s heart happy.

Bokuto is made to smile and be showered with love, he deserves it more than anyone.

“Congrats,” he murmurs, smiling softly. “I knew you would.”

“Keiji,” Bokuto says again, stealing his breath yet again. “I always win when you believe in me.”

Squeezing his eyes shut, Akaashi breathes against the overwhelming feeling rising in his throat. “I always, always believe in you.”

Bokuto makes a garbled noise, a mix of overwhelmed and happy. “That’s so unfair, why are you not here so I can kiss you?!”

Akaashi laughs, despite sharing the sentiment. “You can kiss me when you come back.”

“I’m saving up allll my kisses,” Bokuto discloses. “So far I have… twenty-five!”

It makes Akaashi choke on another laugh. “Twenty-five? That many already?”

“Of course!” Bokuto sounds indignant that Akaashi would doubt that. It’s so painfully endearing, it makes Akaashi bury his face in his pillow and try not to scream. “I always want to kiss you, Keiji!”

Good gods above, spare Akaashi’s heart some mercy.

“I miss your cute face,” Bokuto sighs wistfully. There’s a noise on the other end of Bokuto flopping down on a mattress. “Tsum-Tsum says I talk about you twenty-four-seven.”

“Please don’t drive Miya-san crazy.” Akaashi imagines what it must be like. Bokuto’s boundless enthusiasm spilling over, his generous love pouring out at the slightest provocation. “Especially if you plan to introduce us one day.”

“I do!” Bokuto agrees, voice booming with excitement. “We talked about it yesterday. I told him we should grab lunch together sometime cause he keeps asking about you.”

“He does?”

“Yeah. Said something about wanting to meet the man that can keep up with me.” Bokuto is laughing, clearly not offended by that. “I think Tsum-Tsum is just looking for an excuse to tease me again!”

Yeah, Akaashi gathers that much. “Does he tease you too much?”

“Nah, don’t worry Keiji!” Bokuto reassures. “It’s harmless fun. He likes showing everyone my lockscreen. The one where you’re kissing my cheek. He also tells everyone that you’re really pretty, which is true!”

Akaashi flushes.

“And he always introduces you as my husband,” Bokuto adds after a moment.

There it is again. The breath catches in his throat. “You’re okay with that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Bokuto huffs. “I plan to marry you one day, Keiji.”

This time, there’s no stopping the influx of things clawing up his throat. Akaashi smushes his face into a pillow and makes a garbled, choking noise, muffling a scream.

He can hear Bokuto exclaiming on the other end of the line, wondering if he's okay.

Shakily, Akaashi pulls the phone to his ear again.

“—aashi?!”

“I’m okay,” Akaashi says hoarsely (he’s not). “I’m here.”

“What happened?” Bokuto demands.

“I just needed a moment,” Akaashi clears his throat, face hot. “…to process.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Are you… is it a good thing?” Bokuto sounds a little vulnerable, and Akaashi can’t reassure him fast enough, tripping over his own words.

“Yes—of course—yes. I’m happy, Bokuto-san—Kou. You make me so happy.”

From the moment he met him, Akaashi recalls fondly, Bokuto has made him the happiest he could ever be.

*

Akaashi hasn't seen Bokuto for two months. They call frequently, sometimes day and night, sometimes over video, but none of it sates the ache in his chest.

There’s not enough of Bokuto to hold over such a large distance, and Akaashi misses the simple act of being close to him.

The way Bokuto smells so warm and nice, the way his arms are so strong they can lift Akaashi up effortlessly.

By the time those two months have passed, Akaashi swears he feels less human and more zombie, deprived of Bokuto’s bright presence for far too long.

Now only a few hours separate their reunion, and Akaashi is vibrating in his seat. He'sd been too anxious to sit still, and has arrived at the airport too early—hours too early.

He finds himself sitting in one of the caf’éès sipping on coffee and trying to stay awake after he had spent the night tossing and turning, unable to sleep in his excitement.

It’s cold here, he regrets wearing a thin cardigan, andas he holds his coffee close, leaching warmth from it.

Soon, Bokuto will be here.

Soon, Akaashi will feel warm again.

He doesn’t realise he's dozed off on the table until his phone vibrates in his pocket.

He startles, nearly spilling the remainder of his drink.

“Kou?” he picks up the phone, his breath catching.

“Keiji,” Bokuto says warmly. “You look so beautiful.”

Akaashi straightens instinctively. His head swivels around, and his heart careens into his ribs when he catches sight of Bokuto standing across the café.

He stumbles to his feet, his chair skidding back. Each breath puffs out of him like a little gasp as his feet carry him across the café, right into Bokuto’s waiting arms.

Oh.

Akaashi’s knees fully buckle at the soft impact with Bokuto’s warm, solid chest, but Bokuto catches him, one hand tangling in Akaashi’s hair as Bokuto nuzzles his neck and holds Akaashi against him. “Keiji…” he breathes.,

He can’t breathe, let alone talk, so he just clutches him closer, sucking lungfuls of his comforting scent.

“You’re here,” Akaashi chokes out, tangling his fingers in Bokuto’s hair and leaning back to look at him. At those glittering golden eyes he missed so much.

“You’re here,” he whispers again, awed and moved, his fingers skimming lovingly across Bokuto’s cheek.

Bokuto’s smile is radiant. “Of course I am,” he cups Akaashi’s cheek, leaning closer to impart his next words against Akaashi’s lips. “I came home to you.”

You can also read this piece on AO3.

[miiracleboys]

fic recs 11

look at my recs boy

(if you’re wondering if i want you to) i want you to by dillpicklechipsenthusiast | Unrated but i’d say T | 5.3K

sunaosa. ginjima finds a google form encouraging people to vote for their favorite miya twin, and osamu gets a submission he doesn’t expect. sunaosa are capital-W-Whipped.

what a drag by transrightssokka | T | 22K

sunaosa. osamu works at a coffee shop, and suna works as a drag queen. osamu has somehow missed this part. idiots to lovers, chef’s fucking KISS babey! by @/transrightsyamaguchi :D

something of a disaster by latenights | T | 1.4K

matsuhana celebrate matsukawa’s birthday on his porch. the embodiment of the surge of affection you feel when someone you love does something weird.

Hoshiumi’s Guide to TikTok Etiquette by whisperingmidnight | T | 1K

hoshiumi decides to get in on a trend and stir the pot a little. short and silly :]

A Fool for You by thesweetestnerd | E | 6K

sunakomo. suna accidentally works himself into a panic over asking komori out, but he’s being so chill about it, man. don’t even worry about it. i love it when They.

the unbeaten road by pageleaf | T | 5.9K

ushiiwaoi star trek au, from first meeting in the academy to following each other through the stars and everything between. i am not immune to star trek aus or major relationship progression or well-done nonchronological formatting or—

strings attached by crocodile | E | 23.5K

ushisakuatsu. sakusa and ushijima just kind of click, and when atsumu gets himself tangled up into a friends-with-benefits relationship with them, he starts to wonder if there’s a way he can click too. HOLDS THIS FIC UP LIKE RAFIKI AND SIMBA.

The Many Assumptions of the Number 12 Household, Definitely Not Through the Eyes of Their Nosy Neighbors by awkwardedgeworth | T | 4.3K

bokuaka move into a small neighborhood with their son and accidentally become the center of gossip. the neighbors are not entirely convinced that akaashi’s husband isn’t a yakuza member. i am SUCH a sucker for outside pov and misunderstandings played for comedy and this fic delivers so well.

spit it out by solyn | T | 15.5K

iwaoi. after their loss to karasuno, iwaizumi tries (and fails) many times to confess to his best friend. WROW.

all’s well that ends well to end up with you by OverTheMoonShine | G | 4K

bokuaka soulmate au but a little to the left. akaashi doesn’t put much faith in soulmates, and bokuto doesn’t mind one bit. soulmates aren’t born—they’re made. OUGHOGUHOUGH

count your blessings by OverTheMoonShine | G | 6K

bokuaka. akaashi goes to suzumeoka and runs into fukuroudani’s ace anyway. and then keeps running into him. one-sided rivals to friends to lovers, feat. discovering the difference between obligation and passion. froths at the mouth and DIES.

CookingWithHoot ぶーぶーちう料理 has updated by awkwardedgeworth | T | 6.9K

bokuaka. akaashi runs a cooking channel on youtube, and the internet gets curious about his mysterious husband. this is so cute and akaashi keiji wins the award for being the funniest bitch alive.

D.T.R. (Define the Relationship) by meeksoo | E | 4.2K

sakuatsu are friends with benefits; komori has some doubts. hhholy shit. skts r such odd dudes and they mean the world to me. this particular dynamic scratches a deep-seated itch somewhere in my brain.

[haikyuu-library]

haikyuu fic recs #3

a compilation of all the fics i have recced from 27 june 2021 to 25 june 2022. the previous 2 compilations will be linked below.

this mainly inlcudes iwaoi, kagehina, kuroken, and bokuaka (espeically iwaoi lol). there’s also a bit of sakuatsu, etc, but i didn’t rec enough of them this time to warrant their own section, so they will be included in the ‘others’ section. this is fairly long, so most of the fics will be included below the cut. enjoy!!

(part one, part two)

99 Days of Dating Bokuto Koutarou by carxies

Completed | T | 6.3k

Akaashi has never even considered being in relationship. His life is school, volleyball and extra practices late in the afternoon. When he gives it a second thought, Bokuto plays a role in all of these things.

Now translated into russian at https://ficbook.net/readfic/7344836

CookingWithHoot ぶーぶーちう料理 has updated by awkwardedgeworth

Completed | T | 6.9k

[Eng Sub] MSBY Black Jackal Five Tiered Bento Box / ムスビイ ブラックジャッカル 5レベル 弁当 6781 views • 3 hours ago CookingWithHoot ぶーぶーちう料理 4.2K subscribers Today’s recipe consist of volleyball onigiri, fried octopus sausages, stir fried vegetables, chicken karaage, and more.

akaashi has a small youtube channel. everyone seems to be more interested in his little owl figurines, mysterious husband and the alarming amount of MSBY merch he has than the actual recipes.

Devotion from Two Angles by Mirykirigum

Completed | G | 8.0k

The Earth was made for them, for those who loved on purpose. It just took two halves of a whole to see it. Or: Navigating your early twenties is hard. Navigating your early twenties when another piece of you is miles away is even worse. They make it work. Somehow.

Black Paper Planes by coffins

Completed | T | 19.8k

Keiji is a second year now and he has three goals for the school year: be in the honour roll, win the nationals and stop liking Bokuto.

Akaashi Keiji shouldn’t like boys. It’s not normal and it isn’t expected of society- and yet he’s in love with Bokuto Koutarou, a winsome and garrulous third year and most importantly, a boy.

(in which Akaashi just really wants to be a normal heterosexual guy in a homophobic society but can’t because of a boy who seems to hold the universe in his eyes).

Dicks by jibrailis

Completed | T | 3.2k

Iwaizumi, vampire hunter.

nth time’s the charm by shrimpheavnnow

Completed | T | 3.4k

The article — Ten Easiest Demons To Summon For Novice Witches! — had very explicitly stated that the demon was supposed to be small, bewinged, and hesitant and pliable.

Not far too tall, sporting four horns, a rather pointy-looking tail, and a decidedly un-hesitant and un-pliable snarl. With fangs.

In the Telling by tiggeryumyum

Completed | T | 6.1k

Muggleborn Iwaizumi could not be less impressed with pureblood Oikawa Tooru.

Phone Home by ghostystarr

Completed | G | 6.6k

Oikawa Tooru is currently orbiting Earth at 445 kilometers per minute, but falling in love with the voice in his ear makes it feel so much slower than that. AU Iwaoi.

Yaobikuni by PlumTea

Completed | M | 7.1k

Eat a mermaid’s flesh, and you can live forever. One night, Iwaizumi catches a mermaid in a trap.

boys, boys, boys by pleathe

WIP | T | 7.8k

Does Iwaizumi have a thing for setters or do setters have a thing for Iwaizumi?

not even half as pretty by shrimpheavnnow

Completed | M | 11.1k

Iwa shakes his head, huffing out a soft chuckle. Tooru moves in to fix his tie, and Iwa tilts his head up, letting Tooru do so. “Is it stupid that I’m feeling a little nervous?”

Tooru allows himself to take longer than necessary in adjusting Iwa’s tie. Allows himself to brush his fingers against Iwa’s neck, allows himself to feel the warmth of Iwa’s presence; allows himself to pretend he can do this everyday.

***

Tooru never thought he’d be the best man at Iwa’s wedding, but, well – here they are.

yours for the weekend (‘tis the damn season) by thelittlebirdthattoldyou

Completed | T | 14.4k

“I missed you,” Oikawa says.

“I missed you, too.”

“Can we…” Oikawa licks his lips. “Just for the weekend?”

Iwaizumi closes his eyes, exhales. He wonders how it’s possible that every time Oikawa returns, it’s like he never left at all. They laugh and they kiss and act like nothing could ever separate them up to the moment of his departure. Then he slips through Iwaizumi’s fingers like gossamer thread, and the year of emptiness in between visits grows longer every time.

Still. “Just for the weekend,” Iwaizumi agrees.

-

Every year, Hollywood actor Oikawa Tooru returns to his hometown and the arms of his childhood best friend. This time, something’s different.

an allegory of all the things we could’ve been by iwaoiks

Completed | T | 16.6k

“They say,” Oikawa begins, running long fingers down Iwaizumi’s spine, “that when two people are destined to be lovers, the Gods bind them together with an invisible red cord.” Iwaizumi raises a brow, conjuring only vague recollections of such a story told by his mother, but does not interrupt. Oikawa continues, “No matter how far apart they are, no matter how long it takes, they’ll always find each other. In this life or the next.”

Outside, the moon is just beginning to slip from the sky. Iwaizumi brushes Oikawa’s hair behind his ear, quiet and pensive, before he reaches out for Oikawa’s hand. Their fingers slot against each other, a perfect fit, and Iwaizumi brings their hands closer to his mouth. He presses his lips to Oikawa’s knuckles. In the light of the retreating moon, Iwaizumi thinks that Oikawa looks ephemeral.

“I don’t know anything about some red string,” Iwaizumi murmurs into the cracks of Oikawa’s skin, “or even about lifetimes or fate. But no matter where you are, I’ll find you. Gods or otherwise.”

[or: Iwaizumi and Oikawa make a promise they intend to keep.]

Special Relativity by buttonstuck

Completed | T | 22.7k

Time moves differently for people in different inertial reference frames.

–

Oikawa goes on a two-year exploratory mission in space. Iwaizumi’s been waiting for a lot longer than that.

April 10th by orphan_account

Completed | M | 25.8k

“On March 15th, 20XX, Oikawa Tooru died in a car accident. It was later made known to us that the accident was, unfortunately, deliberate.

The 23 year old me has walked away with many regrets. I hope that, with the help of this letter, you will be able change your future.

Sincerely, Iwaizumi Hajime.”

(An Orange x Haikyuu!! crossover).

Like Perennials by tether (tothemoon)

Completed | T | 35.5k

“I figured it out about a month before graduation.”

When Oikawa explains this, they are sitting together in a boat in the middle of Lake Pichola, India, hiding at the end of the fourteenth century with no one to bother them. Hajime sifts his hand through the water to cool his face while Oikawa pauses to collect himself, sights fixed on the royal blue of an emerging night sky. He holds two fingers up to the yellowed moon, pinches it into forced perspective, and palms it completely to force the light out of his eye. At the view, he smiles like he’s defeated all the knowing gods, the fates and their fickle futures, and humbles himself from the stratosphere.

“You know the story, Iwa-chan,” Oikawa tells him, back on earth. “Boy jumps to Miyagi in attempt to run away. It is raining, when he meets another, and they are both five years old. Neither of them can decide if he is from years past, or years to come. Hell, he could be a monster, for all they know.”

Full Bloom by bumblebeesknees

Completed | E | 57.5k

After the closing ceremonies, Oikawa and Iwaizumi head back home to Miyagi. Turns out this thing between them that’s been a lifetime in the making – that probably should’ve been made whole years ago – still needs a little more time to form. -

It should be difficult to find any single instance that stands out brighter than the rest, all of them powered by the same steady current of lifelong affection, but there are two moments Hajime keeps going back to:

In the first, they’re eighteen.

Press and Hold to Delete by Esselle

Completed | G | 2.2k

‘Kageyama clutches his phone in his sweaty grip and stares at it unblinkingly. The screen is entirely too bright in the dark of his room and his eyes are starting to burn. It is punishment, he thinks, punishment for not seeing the error of his ways until it was far, far too late.

I like you.

The message, bold and black on the stark white LINE background, is just there. It’s there, on his phone screen, a reminder of his stupidity, of all the ways in which he has made a Terrible Mistake. At the top of the chat, the name of the recipient glares back at him:

Hinata Shouyou.’

–

Kageyama sends an impulsive text at 2 AM, and immediately regrets it.

i never planned on someone (like you) by spaceburgers

Completed | T | 7.8k

“I mean,” Suga continues, “I think you guys have the potential to be really good friends.”

Just as he finishes speaking Hinata slips and bashes his head into the edge of the counter.

Or, wherein Hinata and Kageyama are baristas at a coffee shop.

maps, from me to you by tothemoon

Completed | T | 9.6k

This is a (non-chronological) account of the memories they make out of millimeters.

soft serve by tothemoon

Completed | T | 9.7k

“I’m gonna run you over with this truck,” Kageyama says, with only half of his usual conviction.

(Because frankly, he’s still flabbergasted that Hinata would remember his favorite flavor.)

Or, in which Kageyama and Hinata drive an ice cream truck for a week, the former struggles with a crush, and the latter dares to eat the popsicles without paying.

by this time next year by reeology

Completed | T | 29.0k

“I got offers from two universities,” Kageyama announces, pointing at his chest with his thumb. “I’m going to play volleyball at Keio this spring.”

“You still have to pass an exam, even if it’s an easy one,” Takeda-sensei hurries to add, although he is beaming and bursting with pride at his fluffy little crow chick taking off to play volleyball at a university level.

“I’ll pass,” Kageyama says with the same kind of confidence he uses when he tells Hinata he’ll get the toss to him. He looks straight at Hinata, and Hinata jerks and turns red, wondering if maybe Kageyama knew he was daydreaming about something as stupid as the way Kageyama talks to him during a game. But then Kageyama just points at him and says, “You’d better get in, too.”

Hinata, stupid, naive, idiot that he is, grins wide and nods and says, “Yeah!”

He doesn’t know what he’s in for.

Forever and Always by talonyth

Completed | M | 29.2k

“You swear it’s forever but how long is forever? A life time? Two? Maybe ten? Is it infinite? Will we forget each other? What about never meeting each other? What about killing each other? Dying for the other? Will we live through all that? Will we find each other every time? Will we be forever?”

frilly pink apron by citronnes

Completed | T | 2.9k

kuroo loves to be embarrassing. there’s literally no other reason why he’d walk onto stream wearing nothing but a fucking frilly pink apron and sweats where you can see all of his goddamn upper body.

Pure Love by todxrxki

Completed | T | 3.4k

“Okay. You’ve said hi. I think that’s enough.”

“Hey, and you all should convince him to let me play as a guest on one of his streams one day, yeah?”

“Oh my god. Shut up.”

“It’s nice to meet you all. Keep supporting him for me, will ya?”

“Good. Bye. Anyways, where were we? …no, chat, I’m not dating Kuro. Next topic of conversation, please.” / In which Kenma and Kuroo’s relationship is revealed through a series of videos.

Those Words Left Unsaid by NeverNothing

Completed | T | 4.4k

He did not want to tell him like this, over the phone and their relationship oddly fragile. Kuroo promised himself he would not break script.

I Must Be Dreaming by todxrxki

Completed | T | 11.2k

Kenma Kozume, university student and soulmate skeptic, is not fond of all of pop rock band Neko’s frontman, Tetsurou Kuroo, believing him to be a party boy and a corporate sellout. However, his world turns upside down when Tetsurou’s soulmark gets leaked to the media - and it’s a mark that’s all too familiar.

crushed little stars by neenswrites

Completed | T | 16.7k

When Kenma was 13, he swore to himself that he would never, ever get star tear disease.

Three years later, he met Hinata Shouyou.

Beginning’s End by todxrxki

Completed | T | 23.8k

Somehow over the course of Kenma’s lifetime, he’s never really had an opportunity to miss Kuroo. He’s always been there. Even when they went to different schools, Kuroo would meet him afterwards so they could walk home together, shoulders brushing, Kuroo occasionally taking the opportunity to guide him when his nose was buried in the newest video game. The thought of Kuroo not being there anymore is uncomfortable, to say the least. / Kozume Kenma’s third year and the changes the year brings in himself and his relationship with Kuroo Tetsurou.

Gen || brilho do sol by AlzazelSustrai

Completed | G | 5.5k

Nicolas Romero is not an arrogant man. But he is rather sad that his son shows nothing but apathy for the sport that he loves.

Imagine his surprise when, on a trip home from Japan, Rubens Romero tells him that he wants to play beach volleyball.

IwaOi & KageHina || The Haunting of Oikawa Tooru by Esselle

Completed | T | 5.7k

This is not how Tooru wanted to spend his day. It’s not his fault he’s so in tune with the spirits. He didn’t ask to have his house haunted—he’s not even getting paid for this.

But unfortunately, they won’t go away until he figures out how to help them be at peace.

“Okay,” Tooru says, “so Chibi-chan, you foolishly summoned Tobio-chan’s restless spirit, and he’s still too clueless to figure out how to move on, hmm?”

–

Tooru prefers not meddling in the affairs of the dead. Sometimes, however, their spirits don’t give him that option.

SaeKiyo || Something To Consider by IetjeSiobhan

Completed | T | 2.9k

Kiyoko is nineteen years old when she figures out that she’s a lesbian.

SakuAtsu || Sunset’s Afterglow by BlueSinner

Completed | G | 24.4k

“Keep the jacket— burn it, sell it, whatever. I have plenty of spare ones.” Kiyoomi says haughtily before rushing away. He did stop, just for a second, to look at Atsumu one last time before he disappeared into the arena, leaving Atsumu behind. Atsumu has to bite his tongue from calling Kiyoomi back just to say shit like fuck ya, i didn’t ask for the jacket ya asshole, but the frosty air from the darkening hour is cold and he really do not want to be left in the open without any protection. Taking a moment to breathe deeply just to squash the annoyance that came with interacting with Kiyoomi— a familiar territory, not whatever that happened just now, Atsumu catches the last slither of light falling from the sky before ultimately heading back to his team. (It all started with a jacket under a sun set and Miya Atsumu found himself falling for Sakusa Kiyoomi)

KageHinaTsukkiYama || Pride and Prejudice and Dickheads by Virus138

WIP | M | 91.5k

Most Omegas in the world have mates - usually someone they know and once they find each other, they are given a government issued house and expected to get on with it. Hinata doesn’t want a mate, especially not a boy so he’s pretty devastated when he finds out he has not one, not two, but three mates - two of which are Alphas, bound to fight for dominance over him. With a heat each month and his mates easily losing control when it comes to him, the four must learn a way to live alongside each other without snarky comments, fights and brooding in the corner - all while pretending they’re not feeling anything for each other.

[owlyflufff]

if bokuto teaching volleyball to little kids can become canon then bokuto and akaashi getting married, living the best domestic life and still loving each other at the tender age of 130 years old can become canon too

[le-panda-chocovore]

Hello.... If you don't mind me asking, who are your favorite romantic relationship's couples in books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series (can be canon or non-canon)? Feel free if you want to write the reasons or not of why you love them...Thanks if you want to answer....

Hello !

That's a dangerous ask, I don't know if I'll be able to answer... Do you have any idea how many books/manga/movies I read/watched and how much I loved them ? Making me listing things is like the worst thing you could ask T_T

I'll skip books because 1. I don't usually ship people -or all my ships are canons- when I read a novel and 2. there's way too many books I can't sort them all.

Let's try this game ~

Okay I'll only talk about my absolute favs, even tho I know it'll still be too long

Manga / Anime !

MHA/BNHA : EraserMic, BakuDeku (i KNOW they're toxic but I have a very precise idea of their relationship)

JJK (I'm already crying why would you make me do this) : SuguSato.

AssClass : Karushuu, Karmagisa, GakuRen (no I couldn't choose one true pair)

Haikyuu (ah... you lost me here, good luck for reading lol) : Iwaoi, KuroKen, BokuAka, UshiTen, BokuAkaKuroKen (yes the four of them), MatsuHana, TsukkiYama, KuroTsukki, AkaKen, BoKuroo, AsaNoya, KageHina, SugaSawa

ATLA : Zukka, Sukka (suki x zuko x sokka), MaiLee

ORV : Kim Dokja x Yoo Jonghyuk

OP : Shuggy

Death Note : L x Light

19Days : Jian Yi x Zheng Xi

Shows & Series (animated or not)

Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel : Static Moth (vox x val), FizzarOzzie, AngelHusk, Charlie x Vaggie

The Sandman : Dreamling also known as centennial husbands ( Dream x Hob Gadling)

Good Omens : AziraCrow also known as ineffable spouses/husbands/wives/idiots, Adam x Warlock, Newt x Anathema

Loki disney+ : Lokius

TGP : all the canon couples

Young Royals : WilMon

Movies :

Avengers/MCU : IronFrost (Loki x Tony Stark), Stucky

LOTR/Hobbit : Gigolas, Bagginshield, SamFrodo

HP (I know, we do NOT talk about this franchise) : WolfStar (Remus x Sirius)

Let's stop there because I can't think of anything else right now and there are already way too many ships lmao. It'll be worse if I justify them, anyway most of them are obvious so I won't need to lol

Just gonna precise some little things :

About AssClass my vision is Karmagisa / GakuRen when we're talking about Junior High but Karushuu if I imagine the after-manga when they're in High School

Haikyuu is just, multiship, allship, ship everywhere and everything, heterosexuality doesn't exist anyway. Polyships ? Of course, since they all love each other !!

Hear me out for One Piece, Shanks and Buggy are that messy ex-couple that hate each other because they were never able to move on, so they still fuck sometimes.

Never ask me something like that again, I will lose myself in thoughts (please don't hesitate to ask for more, I love talking)

[blucassiopeia]

cassieeee, so here's my theories?

yuki is with kageyama and she's that yn from his piece. the figure skater.

ayaka-san is obviously the doctor-gf of sakusa. right?

seina is akaashi's yn. and their best of friends. they dont really hate each other tho they irritate each other.

wildest guesses are:

kuroo's yn is haiba alisa??? from the blond hair and having a brother within Nekoma that's too much like hinata in terms of braincells.

bokuto takeshi and bokuto hinata (well, presumably because bokuto koutarou is ran's husband), are really oikawa's twins. i've been thinking about this. because of that ask i have read. and how you mentioned "chocolate eyes" for takeshi.

bokuto koutarou and ran would likely be separated as time passes, that's why in the last parts of oikawa's piece, he's not present. so why?

and kuroo and alisa? will both die? this is an angst fic anyway so might as well think of that possibility.

ran has illness. where she cant breathe and her body will be too sensitive to touch for a period of time. this is the reason why everyone seems to be too overprotective of her.

im guessing about the "cycles". is that the au of the fic? somewhat repetitive events or something? because there are orange and reds when i read the osamu piece. a red line caught my attention. "you're the reason why she died". who died? no one has died yet right? and that osamu is blaming yn for losing ran. is she the one that died? but she's alive. so the red ones are from the previous cycles? the vanilla twilight one? that'll make sense. but yn is not present or even mentioned in the vanilla twilight. aaaaahh im so confused right now.

i hope this will not be like that bokuaka fic where bokuto died 😭 just please.

Yuki, Ayaka and Seina are right; they are Tobio, Kiyoomi and Keiji's yns.

Alisa as Kuroo's yn tho... hmmmmmmm wait for the fic 🤣

AAAAAHH SOMEONE JUST TYPED TAKESHI AND HINATA'S FULL NAME OTHER THAN ME 😭 yes, those are their names, and i can't disclose their parentage this soon, I'm sorryyyy. But Bokuto is their father, i assure that. 🥺

kuroo and his yn will die... hmmmmm, is that theory from how you interpreted kuroo's spinoff ending?

yes, Ran's illness is a rare type of illness and it's hereditary. 🥰

i'm not gonna answer the last one, it'll spoil a whole lot 🤣

just expect the worst, that's how you get by my fic 🤣 this is an angst fic soー

[mrs-nubenueve]

the bokuaka brainrot this week has been so strong and all I'm gonna say is I GUESS I'M IN LOVE by Clinton Kane but timeskip Bokuaka <33

timeskip Bokuaka hits so different, they just emit sm husband energy whenever I see them in the timeskip manga panels they're so *vague gestures* you know? timeskip bokuaka have such a special place in my heart, they're so domestic I cant TvT

“with you, i see hope again” a lovely song for a lovely pair <33

i completely understand what you’re saying…

…they’re just so…

!!! beyond-words special. and of course—yes, i know they’re silly, but still—let’s not ever forget the gem(s) hq-bu gave us. no one’s ever quite understood bokuto the way akaashi has understood him, and no one’s quite understood akaashi the way bokuto has understood him. and i think that’s just…ya. like you said, eli. the brainrot is strong. beyond-words special. regardless of whether it’s romantic or platonic, you can’t deny these two have an unshakeable presence in each other’s lives. i think i’ll wrap up my little rant with some cheesy, but i think perfectly fitting, wicked lyrics: “who can say if i’ve been changed for better? i do believe i have been changed for the better. because i knew you, i have been changed for good.”

[theirtheretheyre]

not to mention if they animate timeskip maybe bokuaka and asanoya will finally beat the straight allegations

[bokuto voice] my HUSBAND keiji :D