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a sakuatsu soulmate au where soulmates can speak to each other in their heads starting from a young age and share some senses and oh, how could that possibly go wrong?
Bookmarked by Big_zaddy
28 Jun 2026
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Cute short sakuatsu fic
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The grass beneath Kenma’s feet tickles his toes, and he squints against the sun, bringing a hand up to shade his face. He places his other hand on his hip, biting down on his lip as he looks at the house.
Their house.
That they move into today.
(OR: a KuroKenBokuAka polycule fic <3)
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- Part 5 of pink lemonade
Bookmarked by Big_zaddy
28 Jun 2026
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Bokuakukuroken! Read all 5 parts. In this series Akaashi and Kuroo are plotonic. Mainly all for Kenma
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He got up from his chair and felt a flood of dizziness in his brain. He stumbled a little towards the door as his heart suddenly felt heavy. It was pounding even harder now.
Kenma opened the door and saw a stern Kuroo stood there with a glass of water. He sucked in a breath when he saw Kenma.
“Jesus christ.” He whispered. “Kenma-“
“I’m okay.” Kenma insisted, however weak sounding it may be. “I’m okay. I just need-“ He tried to take the glass of water from Kuroo, and that was the moment his body decided it had enough.
In an instant, his eyes rolled back, and Kenma’s legs gave out. The last thing he heard was Kuroo’s startled shout of ‘Kenma!’ and then the glass shattering when it hit the ground.
And then he was out cold.
OR: Kenma's new social media manager has him doing twelve-hour streams all month. Eventually the stress catches up with him. Good thing he has three wonderful boyfriends to look after him after the fact, and maybe to help him see that he doesn't need to work himself to the bone to be important.
Bookmarked by Big_zaddy
28 Jun 2026
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Cute bokuakakuroken fix where they help Kenma stop over working himself
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For a few minutes, Iwaizumi didn't say anything – instead, he just sat there in Atsumu's passenger seat shivering after trekking through the blizzard snowfall surrounding them to get here, holding his hands up against the heat vents until slowly, his shivering stopped and the cold flush on his cheeks melted into a much warmer hue.
He didn’t look mad. Atsumu felt like he was probably mad.
“So are you going to tell me how you ended up alone, in your car, in the park, in the middle of a snowstorm instead of – where you told us you'd be – with Osamu 500 kilometers away?”
Atsumu blushed.
Iwaizumi, Oikawa, and Sakusa go to visit their families for the holidays. Atsumu lies about going to visit his. His boyfriends, however, refuse to let him spend the holidays alone
Bookmarked by Big_zaddy
16 Jun 2026
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Slight atsu angst but sakuiwaoi are there to comfort him!
Introduced me to the song artist Susanne Sundfør
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i don’t care what you about you think (as long as it’s about me) by secretsofthebatcave (thebatmandiaries) for natsu_707
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
13 Dec 2024
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Atusmu looked, and there was no one in the gym. He pulled out his phone while he was waiting for the rest of the team. He had to tell his best friend off for what he had been hearing. He called Oikawa, and he answered quickly.
“You know,” He said, getting down to tie his shoe, since the lace had come undone. In doing that, he had missed everyone quietly walking into the gym. “You really exhibit fatherless behavior.”
“Yeah, and you have mommy issues.” Oikawa says, shrugging. “What’s next, you’re going to say that the sky is blue? Also say hi, you're on speaker.”
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Miya Atsumu just wanted to get through second year unscathed. Unfortunately, life has other ideas.
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- Part 1 of part time soulmate, full time problem
Bookmarked by Big_zaddy
22 Jun 2026
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Atsumu and Oikawa (not ship) being best friends and fighting through depression together. Happy ending 🥲. Read all parts in this series

