An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Bokuto Koutarou & Bokuto Koutarou's Sisters, Bokuto Koutarou & Hinata Shouyou & Miya Atsumu, Bokuto Koutarou & Kuroo Tetsurou, Background Miya Atsumu/Ojiro Aran
Characters: Bokuto Koutarou, Akaashi Keiji, Bokuto Koutarou's Sisters, Miya Atsumu, Hinata Shouyou, Kuroo Tetsurou, MSBY Black Jackals
Additional Tags: Self-Esteem Issues, Emotional Dysregulation, Family Dynamics, Character Study
Summary:
“Bo,” Meian said, “you should bring your boyfriend!”
“Yeah!” Bokuto agreed. It took several seconds for him to follow up with, “I mean, I would, except I don’t have a boyfriend?”
Or, two truths and a lie: 1) Contrary to popular belief, Bokuto Koutaro was not dating his best friend, Akaashi Keiji, 2) he promised to move on from Akaashi ages ago, so 3) it wasn't like he even wanted to date him anyways.
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DESPITE EVERYTHING, I AM NOT DEAD!!!
hello!! it’s been a while (deadass i havent written fic since 2019) and i have been in haikyuu hell since 2020, so i decided to give in and write a fic about it.
behold, my longest ever fanwork!!!
i hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it :) i don’t want to say this will be the last fic i ever write, but if it is, i think i’m going out with a fuckin bang
It was later in the afternoon than either of them had thought, it turned out. In the overhead sunlight, Padme’s headdress sparkled like it was made of gold. The light reflected off her lips and Anakin almost forgot how made she’d made him as he lost himself staring.
“Anakin,” Padme said, waving a hand in front of his face. “Padawan Skywalker?”
“Oh!” For kriff’s sake, could he stop embarrassing himself for two minutes? In the hours he’d been with the senator, he’d already showcased as many of his unlikable qualities as he had to Ahsoka in half a year. What a reunion. “Sorry, I got distracted.”
“I can tell,” she grinned, and he must’ve been losing his mind, because he could’ve sworn that she blushed. She cleared her throat, averting her gaze. “I just received a rather urgent message from a friend of mine -- another senator. She sent some coordinates for us to meet over lunch. Would you like to join me?”
Anakin squinted at her. “Why do I get the feeling there’s something you’re not telling me?”
Her composure faltered. Then she said, “My friend is a senator in the Confederacy.”
Anakin should’ve been mad, or at least upset, but somehow, he managed to keep his emotions contained. Well, mostly contained. “You have friends in the Confederacy!”
Padme shushed him, looking over her shoulder. Right; he probably shouldn’t say things like that in the wide open halls of the senate. It was impossible to tell who was listening.
“Of course I do,” she said in a whisper. “Before the planets seceded, they were just regular old Republic planets. The Queen had friends in high places all over the galaxy, and so did my parents. Senator Bonteri was in and out of our house all the time.” She paused, then added offhandedly, “I think Ahsoka’s friends with her son.”
“What!” This time, his surprise got the better of him. Anakin had never suspected that his master would be friends with a Seppie. Ahsoka was just as dedicated to the Republic as he was; she didn’t seem the type. But then, Padme was clearly devoted to the Republic as well, so maybe Anakin was really the only odd one out for not having a Seppie buddy. He frowned, not quite sure how that made him feel. “I mean, Ahsoka’s never mentioned that to me before.”
Pride month starts tomorrow so I just want to remind you that if you don't support BLM and are complaining about 'riots' you are not allowed to celebrate pride month! The birth of pride was the Stonewall RIOTS, rebellion against police violence by black and brown women. There is no gay liberation without black lives. There is no trans liberation without black lives.
what i’ve been working on lately — the anakin ahsoka role reversal au that you might see refer to as the gun!verse. the full name of the au is: “the other end of a smoking gun”
Do you prefer to write AUs, canon divergence, or canon-compliant fic?
I prefer canon-divergence/AUs, usually the reason that I’m writing the fic is because something in canon displeased me and I want to either fix it or explore a path that the writers chose not to take. I guess in a way I use fic to exercise my plot-creation abilities. If canon already gave me everything I could ever want, why write a fic?
Do you enjoy writing dialogue, exposition, or plot the most?
Despite the answer to my previous question, i actually like dialogue the most. good dialogue is HUGE flex because writing natural human conversation i think is one of the hardest parts of actually nailing a fic -- i tend to go overboard and question everything, right down to the “does this character use contractions a lot? would they say bye vs goodbye? do they pause often in their speech or talk really fast?” i think i just really like details so it’s easiest to get into the weeds with dialogue (followed by plot and then exposition, which i hate)
Honestly, Rex can’t imagine how General Skywalker puts up with his Padawan’s insubordination—and her sass!; the kriffing sass—for more than five minutes. Given, though, that Skywalker acts more or less the same toward General Kenobi. Come to think of it, that probably explains the dynamic of the trio’s relationship; Kenobi complains, Anakin snarks, Ashoka opines, Kenobi sighs, and the cycle repeats itself.
But the Padawan, regardless of the traits her Master may have passed on to her, is still a Padawan. A youngling. It would do her well not to talk back to her seniors, especially when said seniors are trapped below the remnants of a Seppie supply with no communications or weapons with only her as company.
forever haunted by the what-if anakin wasn’t alone scenario we all deserve
like, i think mustafar isn’t where anakin turns, it’s where he dies. he’s already vader by the time he gets there and i don’t think anything could stop or reverse him at that point.
but what if someone was there when he had the opportunity to kill dooku?
rewatching s4 and it’s incredible how many times during ahsoka’s padawanship she witnesses anakin toe the line of vengefulness and hauls him back from it. what if she was there to intervene? “he was too dangerous to keep alive” wasn’t something anakin bought, and i highly doubt ahsoka “morality” tano would be down for it either. she’s inadvertently become his conscience; his desire to protect her rivals his desire to give in to the darkness surrounding him. anakin has dooku on his knees, but as soon as he sees ahsoka’s alarmed face, he backs away, ashamed and confused and angry with himself. ahsoka saves him by knocking dooku out cold, and as they take palps and obi-wan to safety there’s a moment where they both know we should talk about this but they don’t.
what if ahsoka was able to talk to anakin after he’d been appointed to spy on palps? “the council isn’t always right anakin, obviously, why do you think i left?” and he’s like “i KNOW that” and she’s like “yeah but palpatine also lowkey sucks because he was going to kill me? like genuine kill me if you didn’t interrupt?” and anakin is like oh my GOD why cant any mentor in my life not suck for two seconds. i want my wife. oh wait shes gonna fucking DIE and he finally, finally, spills his fears out to ahsoka. who’s like “wow tb to that time i thought padme was gonna die. it’s a good thing the future isn’t set in stone, am i right?” and then doesn’t quite know what to do when anakin starts crying tears of relief.
when anakin says “ahsoka, there’s trouble in palpatine’s office” she runs in by his side, shocked to see master windu with his lightsaber at palps’ neck but even more shocked to see palps with a lightsaber of his own. “he’s too dangerous to keep alive” windu says, and ahsoka sees anakin’s face screw up in confusion, like where have i heard this before? anakin moves as if to help - who? - and she moves with him and the Force sends windu and palpatine flying apart from each other.
“what,” anakin roars, lightsaber igniting, “is going on here?” ahsoka follows suit, pointing her shoto at palpatine’s saber, “where did you get that?”
palpatine smiles at her. “child--”
“don’t patronize me,” she hisses.
“ahsoka,” anakin starts, as windu gets to his feet and points at the chancellor.
“that, he says, “is not the man we believed him to be. chancellor palpatine is--”
“a sith,” anakin says quietly. he’s looking at his friend like his heart is breaking out of his chest. “you are, aren’t you? that’s why you told me to kill dooku.”
“anakin, my boy--”
“you were using me,” anakin says. he is silent a long while, and no one moves. “you...what you told me about saving padme, was that a lie?”
palpatine frowns. “anakin--”
“was that,” anakin says, and the room shakes, “a lie.”
anakin’s eyes widen as realization hits, and he staggers back. ahsoka steps in front of him immediately; she will defend him with her life, and until he recovers from whatever lies he’s been fed by the chancellor, she will do whatever it takes to keep him safe. it’s not surprising that hates starts to manifest within her -- ahsoka carries one hell of a grudge against that had not only nearly sentenced her to death, but has threaten 2 of the people she considers family in this world. jedi aren’t killers, but luckily for her master, she’s no longer a jedi.
when anakin’s lightsaber ignites, there is a level of fury hanging within the Force that is practically palpable. windu has to feel it, as his stance wavers for a moment as he spares a look at anakin, and palpatine screams as he throws out his hand and force lightning shocks the fuck out of the jedi master.
or at least, that’s what he tries to do. what actually happens is that in the time it takes for the lightning to cross the room, and anakin as leapt forward and ahsoka is right behind him.
it is the longest battle of her life. she thinks it might be the final battle of her life. her master is unrecognizable in his fury, in his pain, and the way he fights is unrelenting and erratic, a combination that difficult to fight alongside. she has to dodge his errant swings on top of palpatine’s, staying on her toes as he flings them about the room with the Force like toys. but it’s a foreseen outcome.
during a beat of the battle, palpatine reaches out to anakin and anakin reaches back and there’s a beat of silence before the Force implodes the room; the window shatters and ahsoka raises her arms to deflect the glass. the chancellor jumps free and she has only a moment to think before anakin makes to jump after him; she throws her arms around him, only half-terrified that he might be too angry to fully recognize her
but her fear was for nothing. anakin’s chest rattles as he breathes. he breathes. he keeps breathing
and at last, he puts his arms around her, and they breathe, together.
for the first time in a long while, anakin skywalker remembers that he is not alone.
(anakin does not fall, that much is clear, but there’s a darkness to him when he says “the war ends now” and ahsoka knows he means it. when the clones advance on them, muttering about killing all jedi, anakin’s the one to say: “fortunate for us, that label no longer applies.” and so maybe, ahsoka is a little less alone too. maybe, they really can do this -- together -- after all.)
and it’s in that moment that obi-wan sees his padawan again. it’s fleeting, but it’s there -- for a single second, anakin looks like he’s actually heard him, like the weight of reality has come crashing down on him. he looks like some obi-wan recognizes.
“she - “ he starts, and falters, staring at his broken padawan wriggle limblessly. “we loved you,” he says. “don’t you understand? we all love you.”
anakin makes a sound akin to a sob, but it’s hard to tell among the obscenties he’s screaming. the flames are starting to catch him, licking at his robes, and it feels like they’re both burning alive on the hell planet, surrounded by darkness and hatred, and a great deal of love on obi-wan’s part that he’s not sure what to do with.
“i hate you,” anakin screams, “i hate you!” over and over again, eyes squeezed shut, and the longer obi-wan watches, the more he realizes that this time, he is not the recipient of anakin’s ire.
It’s my first prompt list! Thank you to my followers for helping. Credit not needed but please don’t repost. Feel free to link back to the list! These may be cliche but I love them.
There’s people chasing us and I pulled you into the alley with me and wow you’re close
Your shirt/jumper was in the laundry pile and I couldn’t help but steal it
I’m dying and I’m confessing my love for you
Kissing in the rain and getting soaked before running inside laughing
Playing with their hair while their head’s in your lap.
Jolting awake after a nightmare and being comforted
“Good morning, beautiful/handsome”
Hands brushing unexpectedly
There’s only one bed and we sleep as far away as possible from each other but wake up cuddling
You confessed your feelings and we’re about to kiss but we get interrupted
Secret relationship
We dated in high school but then you moved away but now you’re back in town
Both going to grab the same thing and touching hands, then making eye contact.
We’re roommates but we’re falling for each other
Drunkenly confessing feelings
I need a date for this wedding
“I think I’m in love with you.”
Fake dating AU
Blurting out a confession of love
You’re in a coma and I confess all my feelings only for you to wake up
Blind date set up by friends
You’re my new bodyguard and you’re cute.
“Just tell why you did it!” “Because I’m in love with you, okay!”
You’re my ex but I think I still have feelings for you
Wrapping arms around them when they make breakfast
Cuddling in comfortable silence before murmuring “I love you”
Help me I’m being hit on at a bar please be my fake boyfriend for a second
We literally ran into each other
You’re leaving for something dangerous and I can’t help but kiss you
Painting the house that ends in a paint fight and giggles
“You’ve got something on your lip, here let me.”
A soft smile before leaning in for a kiss
Everyone thinks I should stay away from you because you’re dangerous
Spin the bottle
“Do you trust me?”
Friends with benefits and both people catching feelings.
We’re dating and I didn’t know you were a mobster/biker
Everyone thinks we’re already dating, but we’re just best friends- oh wait
Having a bad day and the other noticing
“You saved my life.”
Overhearing they have feelings for you
I’m going to save you from the terrible date you’re having
Taking care of the other when sick or injured
I’m your new neighbour and I got locked out, help!
You took a bullet for me
Argument leading to kissing/sex
“I’ve been in love with you for years.”
I called you at 2am because I need you
You caught me doing something dangerous and flipped out
it’s been 84 years, but ive picked up ficcing again and rekindled my love for rvb
“Hey,” Church butts in, “my job is basically volunteering for our country’s youth, so excuuuse me if I want to take a load off every now and then.”
“Thank you for your service,” Wash says as seriously as he can.
“Oh, fuck off, boy scout.”
“Don’t worry, that’s Church-speak for ‘I’m happy to be here’.” Carolina sips at her cider. “And ‘you have nothing to worry about, we got you, bro.’”
“Interesting,” Wash says, starting to smirk. “That’s a lot to translate from five words.”
Carolina shrugs, but her conspiratorial smile doesn’t waver. She has a relaxed, easygoingness to her that Wash is two-parts jealous of and one-part sure is a total farce. But he’s got to give credit where it’s due; her acting is pretty convincing so far. And she’s given him no reason to distrust her so far. It’s just weird, reuniting with the people he was once convinced had ruined his family’s life -- and now, he’s sitting in a bar with them in the middle of spring laughing like there’s nothing weird about the set-up at all. He has a lot to say about the Director., but at least he can’t ever say the man didn’t give him an interesting life.
“You know,” Carolina says, “I had to translate Church-speak a lot when we were kids. Guess it’s a skill that never really goes away.”
Wash drinks silently, unsure of how to navigate conversations that veer toward their past. Carolina pats his shoulder, as if reading his mind. “You’ll get used to it.”
Are there any Young Justice fanfics that you'd recommend?
Almost anything by Shadesninde or RockscanFly.
As well, I love:
in this life, the days are full of joy - which is an amazing roy/kaldur S1 fic in a very lovely, slice of life style. It focuses largely on Kaldur going to school in Happy Harbour and friendship and I love it.
and
a bold heart turns - which is the only artemis/wally fic I’ve ever enjoyed. It’s largely focused on Artemis and her being a trans girl and how that changes S1 as well as pre-S1. It’s really well done and has a great style, as well.
And anything I’ve written, tbh. But that’s all I got for you!
