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It comes without warning: for a moment Hinata’s heart seizes up almost unendurably, realization hitting him like a tonne of bricks as he thinks with startling clarity, we will never be here again.
Both your deaths in this universe have failed.
“Failed…” Kageyama echoes. The word seems to hurt him.
“How can you fail at dying?” Hinata asks, incredulous.
Luckily you have an infinite selection of universes, with an extensive number of lifetimes, still remaining.
Until you can save one another, you will never grow old.
love is a silent language by carafin
Seven times they don’t say ‘I love you’. On crushes, beginnings, and growing up.
(A realization: height doesn’t really matter, when you’ve finally learned to fly. Another realization: with Kageyama by his side, Hinata might as well have wings.)
Ridiculous by FestiveTrickster
After Yachi’s heater broke at her own apartment, Hinata and Kageyama invite her to stay at theirs until it gets fixed. Only, the problem is:
1) the repairman is never going to come
2) temporarily living with Hinata and Kageyama is …stressful, to say the least.
In Your Arms I’ll Stay by artenon
In the end, their relationship makes itself known to the others because Kuroo doesn’t know how to keep his hands to himself—although Tsukishima is almost positive that Kuroo purposely waited for him to be standing by the bus surrounded by every single one of his teammates before sidling up and wrapping his arms around him from behind.
(Or, five times Kuroo initiates hugging/kissing, and one time Tsukishima does.)
Beneath the Stars, Miles From Where You Are by artenon
“You’re going along with it, though,” Kuroo says, not denying the claim because maybe it is a little ridiculous, and smiling as he presses the phone closer to his ear. It’s a coincidence, but it’s because of this he hears Tsukishima’s soft, “Only for you.”
Coming in Unannounced, Drag My Nails on the Tile by artenon
At some point during the summer months of hard training, Kei had a fleeting hope of meeting Nekoma on the national stage. He imagined meeting Kuroo’s eyes across the net, imagined Kuroo’s slow smirk and wink before the start of the first set, and his stomach jumped, and then he pushed the fantasy away, because it was hopeless.
i wish, i wish my nine lives would be with you by saunatonttu
“Has Tsukishima-kun come in today, by the way?” Yaku called, turning to look at Tetsurou again. “You’ve been oddly sullen all day, so I guess not.”
Tetsurou nearly choked on his own tongue as he burst into laughter. “Me? Sullen?”
“You call me stubborn, but you’re deep in denial, Kuroo.”
[or: the animal shelter AU no one needed or asked for.]
all the right moves, all the right friends by saunatonttu
The last match of his high school, and the direct events afterwards.
(His team is embarrassing as hell.)
when we fall, we fall together by gabstar
Bokuto witnesses the tender affection between Oikawa and his ace and feels a strange sense of longing. Like somehow that should be his life, and somehow Akaashi should be involved too.
((Tooru gets his knee injury, and Bokuto has an awakening))
*trigger warning for Tooru’s knee getting dislocated.
Akaashi likes to consider himself a composed, rational human being. He can keep his hands and eyes to himself. He can control his hormonal, teenage impulses just fine. He even manages to keep the PDA to a minimum, even though his very attractive and very cuddly boyfriend makes it difficult. Akaashi makes a point to keep focused during practices and games. The last thing he needs is to get face-flushed and flirtatious during a match.
But that all goes out the window when Bokuto buys himself a new pair of gym shorts.
In his first year of university, Bokuto realizes that he really adores Akaashi.
Luctor, non mergor by Aetherdrive
Luctor, non mergor - “I struggle, but am not overwhelmed”.
Chasing Paper Suns by carafin
Post-high school, Oikawa makes it to the national volleyball team but Iwaizumi doesn’t. The next three years become an exercise in growing up without growing apart.
“There are two things you need to know before we get to Korea,” Hajime says. Hanamaki cocks an eyebrow; Matsukawa tilts his head. “First: Oikawa’s adopted.”
“I see,” Matsukawa drawls.
“And his birth parents are in Seoul.”
“Oh, shit,” Hanamaki says with a cringe.
You are sixteen when the doctors tell you that you will never play volleyball again.
new phone who dis by meruemsthighs
Oikawa texts the wrong number when complaining about Ushijima, and then keeps texting Iwaizumi.
I laughed so hard I cried multiple times when reading this
i breath easily in your arms by cultvalue
When, after completing their high school graduation ceremony and heading home to enjoy their freedom, Oikawa had pulled him into his room and pressed his lips hesitantly against Iwaizumi’s own, it seemed an inevitable development in the unfolding narrative of their shared existence.
Despite years of having a bed to himself, the sensation of another body taking up space in his sheets, curling against his chest, creating warmth, feels natural in much the same way.
old and new by Mysecretfanmoments
“You seem—sad.” Was that the right word? Others sprang to mind: desperate, lonely, anxious.
Tooru looked away. “Are you going to make me say it?”
Tooru folded his arms, sighed. “I missed you, of course.”
“No need to look that way. I told you, I’m not one of your macho man buddies. I’m allowed to say stuff like that without being embarrassed—”
“You’re being ridiculous,” Hajime complained. “No need to be so defensive. I’ve missed you too.”
“Oh?” Tooru seemed to get a little of his own back, leaning forward on his elbows. “What about me did you miss?”
((Going to separate universities, Hajime and Tooru learn the true meaning of “distance makes the heart grow fonder”))
natural reactions by airblends
Iwaizumi felt his stomach twist at the look on his friend’s face, heat creeping up the back of his neck. He knew that look ― it was the look he used to woo girls, to charm them, wrap them around his little finger in a matter of seconds. Iwaizumi had seen that smirk a million times, but he wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of it. That was a dirty move.
“Oikawa,” he croaked, leaning forward in his chair, hand stretched out. “Come on.”
10 ways iwaizumi hajime has said i love you by daisugass
I love you’s come in actions, not words.
then fall back together by seabear
The many kisses of Iwaizumi Hajime and Oikawa Tooru.
our hearts still beat the same by knightswatch
“You gotta make me a promise, okay?” He reaches a hand out, pinky finger extended and Hajime reaches out in return and links them together without thinking about what Tooru is going to ask him for. It doesn’t matter, he always gives in any way. “I want us to be friends forever, so you have to promise we will be.”
“Okay,” he nods his head, squeezing their fingers together tightly. It’s not like promising to go hunt aliens with Tooru or anything. It’s an easy promise, and Tooru beams in a way that makes his heart flutter because it’s a promise of adventure.
He likes the idea of having an adventure with Tooru forever.
all these holes found in my armor by munzie
I am so, so fucked, Iwaizumi thought as he twisted the blanket in his hands, trying to hear Oikawa breathing from his place on the sofa. This is probably what love is, right?
make a bet, keep a promise by raewrites
It begins with a bet made between the two boys in the mid-summer of their eighth year. It starts with volleyball, but like with most things involving Oikawa Tooru and Iwaizumi Hajime, things are never quite that simple.
these sketches of heaven by thewindraiser
Prompt: “So, I found this waterfall…”
A beautiful waterfall, a nasty injury and a very cute doctor. All in all Daichi thinks he can take a broken leg if the upside is getting to flirt with Sugawara-san.
Punishment by carriecmoney
Suga must’ve been a bad man in a past life; not only is he cursed to be a distance runner, but he also has a crush on a discus thrower. Aesthetically, of course. Track and field!AU.
(don’t) meddle with a heart by thewindraiser
Prompt: “This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”
Blind dates are not always synonymous of fiasco.
Crabapple by carriecmoney
based on the tumblr prompt “my best friend got turned into a frog and now i’m being the best wingman/woman/person ever by carrying them around to bars and getting hot people to kiss them in hopes of hooking them up with their true love” AU
In which Daichi has great taste in witches but horrible taste in women, Suga has a problem with petals, and the pretty lady at the bar has an idea.
when all the songs are through by thewindraiser
Daichi is out for lunch with some of his colleagues when he spots it.
