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owlyflufff · 2 months
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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
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paintbrushyy · 4 months
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Gentle Gestures
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Ship: Bokuaka
Rating: T
Tags: Birthday fic, presents, kissing, fluff
Summary:
Bokuto brings Akaashi to the roof for a surprise, and Akaashi waits patiently for what it is. ~ "Bokuto-san, what are you doing with all this?" Akaashi places the top on his lunch box and sets it down next to him, adjusting the blanket on his lap. It's warm and very soft. And he recognizes it as one that sits on the top of Bokuto's bed. "Are you finished eating?" Bokuto asks. "Yes, but I want to know what's happening." Bokuto smiles and turns his entire body towards Akaashi. He sits cross legged, and pulls his bag into his lap. "Bokuto-san..." "Shh, you'll understand in a moment Keiji." Akaashi's heart flips at the way he says this, at the use of his given name. They don't use their names very freely yet. They use them in only very intimate spaces, when there's no chance for anyone else to hear. They say them like they're secrets only they know of each other. ~
Bokuto asked if Akaashi wanted to go to the roof during lunch. As soon as he found him on campus that morning, it was like he was waiting to ask. And of course...Akaashi said yes.
Bokuto leads them up the stairs to the top door, opening it in silence. It's bright out, but it's cold, and the wind is sharp on the roof. It cuts deep into their skin. So Akaashi pulls up the loop of his scarf to cover his face more.
"It's cold out here," he comments, but Bokuto doesn't respond, just hums in agreement before sitting down by the fence. He smiles up at Akaashi, still standing by the door. Bokuto pats the concrete at his side to offer Akaashi a seat next to him. He's never been able to deny Bokuto anything. So he sits, folding his knees and opening his lunch in his lap. "Bokuto-san, is there a reason you wanted to sit out here?" Akaashi asks. But again Bokuto just shrugs and seems to dismiss him.
"Just seemed nice out today."
Today, it rings out like a bell in Akaashi's head. It's today. Today is happening, and Bokuto hasn't said the one thing Akaashi had somewhat been waiting for through all his classes. But he doesn't touch the subject, he doesn't want to pressure Bokuto.
"Yeah, I guess it is," he whispers, looking up at the sky.
"Yup." Bokuto's opened his lunch and started eating the sandwich he bought. And Akaashi too lets the questions in his mouth fade as he opens his own lunch.
His mother packed it, and it has some of his favorites. And usually he'd eat his least favorite towards the best part. But today is special, so he decides to start with the best first.
Akaashi picks up the mandarin, pressing his thumb down to try and open it. But it just squishes, and as he struggles to not crush the fruit another hand reaches in between his.
"Here," Bokuto whispers. He take s the fruit, and using his nail, cuts open the skin, and pulls off a peel.
"I think I cut my nails too short this morning," Akaashi whispers as a weak excuse. But Bokuto just shakes his head and continues with a smile. He doesn't have to peel the entire thing, but he does. And Akaashi watches intently as Bokuto's surprisingly gentle hands pull away each piece of skin. Slowly he reveals its heart and then pulls off one small wedge.
"My tax," Bokuto whispers, then hands the fruit back. He pops the mandarin wedge in his mouth and smiles brightly at Akaashi.
Akaashi cradles the tiny mandarin in his two hands and looks up at Bokuto.
"Thank you," he whispers and looks down.
" Any time," Bokuto says. Akaashi eats a wedge of the mandarin, the sweetness bursting in his mouth. And he feels the strangest urge to cry. He can't stop thinking of something he read. About peeling a mandarin meaning "I love you." And even though he's known this. Even though they've said it to each other before. The simple, gentle, act of Bokuto doing this somehow makes it feel like the most real truth on earth.
They eat quietly for sometime, until Akaashi finishes his meal. Bokuto finishes first, and when he does he starts digging around in his bag. He pulls out a blanket that's been shoved and crumpled around his books. And Akaashi watches in silence as he pulls it over them. He holds up his food and lets Bokuto place it over his lap and wonders what's the point. Bokuto is doing something and Akaashi isn't sure what or why. But he watches, trusting the process and waiting for this obvious surprise. But eventually it becomes overwhelming when Bokuto just stares at him and waits.
"Bokuto-san, what are you doing with all this?" Akaashi places the top on his lunch box and sets it down next to him, adjusting the blanket on his lap. It's warm and very soft. And he recognizes it as one that sits on the top of Bokuto's bed.
"Are you finished eating?" Bokuto asks.
"Yes, but I want to know what's happening." Bokuto smiles and turns his entire body towards Akaashi. He sits cross legged, and pulls his bag into his lap. "Bokuto-san..."
"Shh, you'll understand in a moment Keiji." Akaashi's heart flips at the way he says this, at the use of his given name. They don't use their names very freely yet. They use them in only very intimate spaces, when there's no chance for anyone else to hear. They say them like they're secrets only they know of each other.
So Akaashi waits, because now he knows that whatever this is, Bokuto's trying to be loving. Akaashi turns his body to face Bokuto's as well. Slowly Bokuto pulls out a paper container with a small ribbon wrapped around it. Bokuto pushes his bag out of his lap, and positions the box so that when opened the top flips to the side. 
"It's technically a gift, so you should pull the ribbon, but I'm going to light the candle so I'll hold it," Bokuto says.
Akaashi's heart is racing now. They lean into each other, and Akaashi feels their knees start to touch. He reaches and pulls on the red ribbon, pulling it loose until it falls away. Bokuto opens the white box and reveals a bright red red velvet cupcake. It's got white frosting and bits of yellow sprinkles on top.
"Okay," Bokuto whispers. He reaches to his side and pulls out a small birthday candle and places it in the center of the pastry. Then he reaches again and pulls out a lighter, something he very much shouldn't have at school. Akaashi's eyes widen a little. "Don't tell," Bokuto whispers, "I stole it from my kitchen this morning."
A cloud covers the sun overhead. Bokuto with one hand holding the box of the cupcake, lights the candle with the other. And between them it glows over their faces.
"Make a wish, Keiji," Bokuto says and stares over the cupcake, watching him with golden glowing eyes. Bokuto tosses the lighter in his lap, and cups one hand to the side of the flame to keep the wind from blowing it out. He holds it up closer to Akaashi's lips. "Blow it out." Akaashi looks from the cupcake to him and swallows. He closes his eyes and places a hand on Bokuto's knee, leaning forward and blows out the candle.
It's so silent that his breath sounds like a whisper in their ears and when the candle goes out the sun returns. Akaashi opens his eyes. He leans away and Bokuto lowers the cupcake.
"Did you make a good wish?" He asks. It makes Akaashi's heart clench in his chest. He nods.
"Yeah I think I made a good wish." Akaashi can't resist his impulsive decision, and he isn't sure he tries very hard to. He can't stop smiling, and there are bouts of giggles trapped in his chest. He never feels like this at school, he never feels like this in the open, this giddy and overwhelmed. These aren't public emotions. These are emotions he only feels with Bokuto, feelings he only feels when they're alone and believing in forever.
He picks up the cupcake from between them and sets it to the side on the ground. Bokuto watches him with a smile and then his eyes grow wide as Akaashi gets to his knees. The blanket falls from his lap and he feels his legs get colder, but it doesn't faze him. He shuffles closer and Bokuto's hands come up instinctively to hold his hips. Akaashi settles in Bokuto's lap and doesn't wait to pull him into a kiss and let himself be held. He lets go of any fear of being caught and embraces the warmth of Bokuto's body against his own. He just wants Bokuto, kissing him till death.
Bokuto sighs when their lips meet and he kisses Akaashi back easily. His hands tighten slightly as they slide onto Akaashi's waist, and Akaashi can feel Bokuto pulling on his shirt, probably wishing it weren't there. Bokuto's heart is racing under Akaashi's palms at his pulse, holding him as their lips move. There's a cloud that escapes from between them as they both sigh out hot breaths between a kiss, where their warmth meet the cold of winter.
But eventually their smiles get in the way.
"Happy birthday, Keiji," Bokuto whispers when Akaashi pulls away, finally saying what Akaashi was waiting for, what he was silently and patiently wishing to hear.
Bokuto doesn't ask what Akaashi's wish was but Akaashi says it anyway.
"You," Akaashi whispers. And Bokuto's brows turn up a little.
"What?"
"You," Akaashi says, "that's what I wished for, I wished for you."
He swears he sees Bokuto's cheeks get pinker, and he feels the back of his neck get warmer under Akaashi's palm. It makes him smile and he leans in again to place a soft kiss on his lips again, just a peck before pulling away.
"Keiji you cant tell me though, or else it wont come true." Bokuto seems concerned all of a sudden but Akaashi looks at him with a smile and holds him tighter. He shakes his head.
"I don't believe that. Why would keeping something from someone I love make it any stronger?" Bokuto blinks a few times.
"Well cause, cause it's supposed to be between you and the universe."
Akaashi nods at this.
"You are my universe Kou," he whispers, and smiles in a way that almost hurts. "You'll keep my wishes safe, I know you will." He leans forward again, and Bokuto lets him take as he pleases, saying what he wishes and accepting all of Akaashi's truths. He lets his complains dissolve into their kiss, and Akaashi fully indulge in what he's always craving. "Thank you, Koutarou," Akaashi whispers, quietly and hopelessly, wishing on Bokuto's name, knowing in all the world it is the best place to put them.
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moonbeam-darling · 2 years
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Imagine Atsumu and Sakusa celebrating their first Pride as an out pro athlete couple. Sakusa is more down low hyped while Atsumu paints bi flags on his own cheeks and gay flags on Sakusa's. They go to pride parades with Bokuto and Akaashi. Akaashi is way more all about it than SakuAtsu initially imagined.
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keepingupwithkarasuno · 7 months
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Picture this.... Akaashi and Bokuto royals childhood friends forbidden lovers type au where they used to be childhood friends but grow apart due to their parents having a disagreement and once prince Akaashi is of age his father throws him a courting ball and invites prince Bokuto to court his son bc Akaashi dad (the king) just wants his son happy and Bokuto makes Akaashi happy but Akaashi forgets about Bokuto (not in a mean way just as in how you forget about someone after not seeing them for awhile and the last time Akaashi saw Bokuto they were like eight and now they’re in their twenties homies change) and Bokuto is the last prince Akaashi has to dance with and honestly he just wants this to end and have a hot bath and get in bed and read for a little before he passes out so they dance and Bokuto realizes the Akaashi doesn’t know who he is and he gives him shit about it like “hmm I guess I’m not too memorable am I Akaashi” and Akaashi is like “uh?? Do I know you?” And Bokuto is like “ah you wound me little prince” and Akaashi is like “????” And Bokuto “you know I never thought you’d forget me now your father I could see because of how my father was a little harsh during the disagreement but you Akaashi you promised.” And it all comes flooding back to Akaashi and tears well up in his eyes bc that’s his first ever love his first ever best friend and Bokuto smiles as his name falls from Akaashis lips and the honey eyed boy pulls the other prince close to his chest and Akaashi “never leave me again.” And Bokuto “would never dream of it, my love” and the king see them from were he is sat on the thrown and he smiles wide he’s happy for his son.
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kat-trisha · 1 year
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21. “I’ve been trying to get ready for like an hour and a half, because I know you’re going to look so good and I need to try and match up.” 
Bokuaka St.Valentines Day
Akaashi nervously rubbed the bridge of his nose and put his glasses back on. The restaurant was crowded, enveloped by the smell of flowers, laughter and the clinking of glasses. Only the chair opposite was still empty.
Akaashi adjusted his collar and hid from the pitiful stares behind his water glass. Bokuto was almost thirty minutes late. Akaashi hadn't even considered the possibility that Bokuto might not show up, so he had already double-checked the time, place, and even the date. All that was left to do was to be patient and hope that nothing had happened to Bokuto.
After ten minutes Akaashi began to worry. After another ten, he pulled out his phone to make a call. And, by all laws of the world, at that moment the restaurant door opened and a man walked backwards, dragging a huge - bigger than any in the room - bouquet of roses in his hands.
Akaashi relaxed, put his phone away, and watched with a slight smile as Bokuto hurriedly dropped his coat into the worker's hands, juggling his own bag, a gift bag, and flowers that were literally covering his face.
- Sorry-sorry, I didn't mean to be late, but I've been trying to get ready for almost an hour and a half, - Bokuto started talking before he even reached the table, - but I knew you'd look awesome and I had to match… Wow!..
Bokuto finally put the bouquet down and now he was staring at Akaashi with his eyes wide open and shine.
- What? - Akaashi blushed and adjusted the collar of his black shirt. - I look like my usual self.
- That's what I said, - Bokuto winked at him and leaned in, hiding a first kiss of this night from everyone behind the flowers.
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bokuto hides akaashi’s glasses sometimes because he thinks squinty akaashi is adorable. also, he likes when akaashi’s a little more needy.
akaashi’s a little more irritated, but he’s never caught on to bokuto stashing them away sometimes. it’ll pop up somewhere random again later in the day, but akaashi ends up asking from more of bokuto. he’s a little whinier bc cmon, all people with poor vision know the struggle of not SEEING. akaashi ends up asking bokuto to do more for him when this happens. ie: holding his hand in the hallway bc his vision is so bad he will bump into the wall if he doesn’t. akaashi doesn’t like to ask too much of bokuto, even after years of them knowing each other— both platonically and romantically. so: needy, sorta out of the ordinary, naturally clingy akaashi is only made possible when NECESSARY.
ALSO he can’t be a workaholic this way. no glasses no work. bokuto only does it when he sees his precious bf overworking himself. it’s like self care akaashi will never know abt.
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itswannysenpai · 1 month
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Bokuaka Flower Shop 🌼
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miyasstan · 3 months
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"Samu, I found a new artist" Rin 🤝 "Oh yeah, tell me about them" Osamu
Ps: Rin's love language is sharing playlists, we all know it duh hehe
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sunarintarotea · 1 year
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i feel like bokuto would make some bomb guacamole, and hosts “taco tuesday” get-togethers with his teammates every week after practice. akaashi always helps him prep the majority of the food because the only thing bokuto can make is guacamole
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saturatedstarlight · 5 months
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A/n: Happy birthday to my favorite boy Keiji!!!! Ahhhh I wrote this a while back and its kinda homey and lovey dovey with both my faves keiji and kou :> I’d definitely classify this as a bokuaka x reader fluff. Post time skip so deez men are grownn!!!
Cw: possessive akaashi, teasing reader, hinted pregnancy, throuple, poly bokuaka x reader, afab! reader, living together, domestic, home-y, lots of physical affection, mentions of sex/sexual activity, reader is briefly referred to as mommy, (mentioned sub reader)
mdni!!!!!
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Akaashi takes one of the vanilla cupcakes and spreads icing on it too, “Here we go with the dude again.”
“You like to call me baby and darling and other cute pet names and I like to refer to you as dude, take it or leave it.”
“But dude is reserved for friends and people you are familiar with,” Akaashi begins, circling the counter and hugging you from behind.
“-we are intimate, as in I know what you feel like and sound like. Shouldn’t I be referred to as something more endearing and sweet? I am your boyfriend sweetheart.”
He sways you back and forth, burying his face into the crook of your neck, kissing you there.
“But that’s the cool part you see because just because we are intimate and you are my boyfriend, we can still keep up a casual manner of speaking. It’s ironic.”
“I hate it.” He deadpans and you chuckle.
“Why does it matter? I love you, you know I do, me calling you dude or not doesn’t affect the way I feel about you.”
“It matters because its youuu.” He stresses.
Out comes Bokuto from a nap, shirtless and pants hung low around his waist, his casual household attire.
He comes over to kiss you both, eyes still groggy and voice husky and deep.
“Akaashi doesn’t want to admit it baby but he likes when you get possessive over him. Calling him dude makes him think that you don’t desire him the same way he does.” Bokuto interjects, mouth full of cupcake that you spent the last twenty minutes icing.
You place your hands on Akaashi that were still wrapped around you. You tilt your head to try to look at him. “Is this true?” You try to mask your smile after noticing the faint blush on his cheeks.
Akaashi stays silent, his hold loosening, he seemed upset. “Keiji, look at me.” Your tone of voice becoming more stern.
You turn around in his arms, “I didn’t think you were the possessive type, I’m sorry for upsetting you.”
“I’m not upset my lo-“
You kiss him, shutting him up. Your lips inhale his breath as you lean into him. You kiss him firmly, intent on making him know how you feel just through one kiss. You pull away slowly, softly pecking his lips a few times to seal in your feelings. “No, shh you always do this, if I upset you or if anyone does, say it. Don’t spare your feelings for my sake. You are right, you deserve to be acknowledged properly.” Your hands make their way to his hair, carding softly through his dark locks.
“Baby… I love you. There’s no end to my love for you okay? You are my cutie patootie and I’ll always be here for you okay? Now hug me before I start getting really sappy.” Akaashi lifts you up in a hug, “I like sappy.” His words are muffled in your embrace.
“Noted.”
“Now will you help me finish making snacks? Or do you need a break?”
“No, I’ll help.” His hand is laced in yours and from his grip he doesn’t intend to let go, you smile.
“Okay and later we can cuddle and take a nap.”
“No nap, just cuddles.”
“Please, I woke up extra early to make all this food for Bokuto’s get together, and yet he won’t stop eating it!” You thwack him in the head playfully.
“Ow!”
“Okay okay, let’s finish icing these cupcakes and I’ll do the rest later.”
“No no, I’ll just order take out. Thank you both for doing this. I love you.”
“Stop eating the cupcakes Koutaro.”
“No promises.” He replies to you, kneeling down to lift up your shirt and kiss your tummy.
“Mommy’s such a great baker, isn’t she.”
You and Akaashi freeze, “I’m—what?”
“Mommy?”
“Yeah I had another pregnancy dream, except it was y/n. Isn’t that cute.” Bokuto nuzzles his head on your stomach, kissing it.
“Kou, please don’t scare me like that.”
“What? Why? I think you as a mommy would be so adorable. Obviously not right now, but someday.” You pat his head, encouraging him to stand.
“Yeah someday baby but trust me, I am no where near ready for a kid. And knowing you both, you’re gonna pump me full of kids.”
“I mean… I can if you want.” Bokuto stands, placing his hands on your ass and kissing your ear, he’s smirking.
“I will bite you.” You reply, pushing him away.
Akaashi slides his hands down your body from behind, “And I’m the kinky one?”
“You areee!”
“I’m probably the most vanilla but because you two get so pussy drunk, you basically use me however you like and I’m a naturally a sub so of course I’ll do it.”
“And because you love us.”
“Greatly, now lets finish up my love, I wanna relax with you.”
“Yes mommy.”
“Keiji-“
Bokuto is snickering as he vacuums.
��You both drive me nuts.”
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owlyflufff · 9 months
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“I can’t help falling in love with you”
a soft and sweet bokuaka commission made by the lovely kejiyaa21 
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brkrknspokesperson · 2 years
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•̀ᴗ•̀ shirts
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karasunonolibero · 2 months
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do you have those fic ideas you have that you (sadly) know you won't have the time/ability/motivation/interest/spoons to write? dump them in the collection for someone else to adopt!
do you struggle with thinking of ideas of fics, despite really wanting to write something?
this collection is for both the over- and the under-inspired! feel free to add your old ideas as prompts, and/or claim a prompt or two if you feel so inspired!
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han-jislay · 10 months
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underrated bokuaka fics #2
these are only some fics i have read, they're all underrated!! they make me feel giddy and they feed my bokuaka addiction.
ex revenge hot line | Lxnn word count: 63, 388
akaashi's side job is to get hired from someone who got hurt to date their ex and break their heart
↳ a little angsty at the end, but happy ending never the less. "you're not evil, just heartbroken."
say yes | kazzydolyn word count: 7, 721
5 times bokuto asks akaashi a question and 1 time akaashi has a life changing question for bokuto
↳ very cute and makes me feel single in 100 ways. 5+1 trend!!
call me koutarou | kazzydolyn word count: 2, 888
akaashi tries to break the enduring habit of calling bokuto "bokuto-san"
↳ i see this as very canon, this story is so well depicted! not ooc at all.
soft blue | groaninlynch word count: 6, 031
akaashi is unaware he lost his sketchbook and bokuto takes a sneak peek
↳ literally the reason why i wanted to make this list. 100% underrated!!! i love this so much
the great mystery of a hickey | sunnybluesky word count: 25, 479
hinata, atsumu and sakusa go on a mission to find the mystery lover that gave bokuto a hickey
↳ a bit long, and the trio is a bit stupid but it's bokuaka so no complaints
i pretend you're mine, all the damn time | glitterati word count: 4, 326
bokuto asks akaashi for kissing practice because of a girl
↳ oh how the turns have tabled. this story got me hanging by a thread.
cat and kid | norio word count: 2, 817
kenma gets a misunderstanding about akaashi and his cat, bokuto-san
↳ norio's works are so good yet underrated!!! this story was a rollercoaster and i swear i had no idea what was happening. poor kenma must've felt 2x worse.
the impaled | norio word count: 2, 184
bokuto is a vampire hunter and akaashi owns an antique store
↳ you know when you want a part two so bad?? yeah. this one is the one.
cookies and cream | norio word count: 5, 840
akaashi has a habit of stress baking
↳ i think this is one of my favourites, i love baking and bokuaka, what a perfect combination.
nine hundred lies | norio word count: 8, 454
akaashi is a big fat liar. happy ending
↳ it's a happy ending, but akaashi lies through his teeth. do you think there's a confession?
one in a hundred | norio word count: 4, 080
though he has no proof, bokuto thinks dating akaashi would be easier if he didn't try to break up with him all the time
↳ akaashi second guesses himself so much, it projects onto his relationship. damn
4am | talonyth word count: 13, 448
akaashi doesn't call often, let alone at an ungodly hour
↳ i was quite conflicted about this story but it's actually quite good, especially at the end! almost like a slow burn. but medium. so medium burn.
wing man | CheekyBrunette word count: 8, 366
kuroo doesn't let anyone date bokuto that doesn't meet his standards. fortunately, akaashi does
↳ bokuroo is like peak comedy and friendship goals! oh to have a friend like kuroo. this story was quite nice and it's more of kuroo's pov than anything.
hanging by a moment | gabstar word count: 1, 169
finding the perfect moment isn't always easy
↳ my descriptions are so bad oml, i can't really remember what this was about, but i do remember that akaashi and bokuto has their own pace, and a lot of people like to interfere.
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d-thwish · 1 year
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Bokuto who has a soul mate mark of the letter K and he's like "oh! I wonder if my soul mate is my best bro Kuroo, or maybe Kenma! or Tsukki, or one of the Karasuno setters, or Sakusa, or Komi, or Konoha, etc." and Akaashi, who has a giant crush on him, is internally screaming "my name is KEIJI"
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suguruslut · 2 years
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This will never not be funny to me
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