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Hinata Shouyou had an obsession with humping. He moves on to bigger and better things.
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Buck doesn't know what he's doing with his life. Some fireworks and a lost child help him begin to figure it out.
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The kid looks up at him, unshed tears clear in his eyes. He blinks and it sends a few rolling down his cheeks. He sniffles loudly.Buck crouches down to get on his level. “Are you okay? Where’s your dad?”
The little boy frowns. He's clutching his crutches tightly. “I'm.. n-not supposed to talk to str-strangers,” he hiccups.
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When Reki was twelve years old, he moved to Canada. He found snowboarding after seeing a video of a cute snowboarder boy. However, once he finally met this boy, he begun to think that maybe people were right about never meeting your heroes. Because Langa Hasegawa was a huge dick to him for seemingly no reason!
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Hinata and Kageyama share their heat and rut together. It's fun.
*part two of a series but can be read as standalone
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- Part 2 of you smell like heaven
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Hinata always has to be weird in everything that he does. He’s extra like that.
So maybe Kageyama should have expected the nest inside of Hinata’s closet. Maybe he should have figured that there’d be a nest in their shared bathtub. But he doesn’t think that there was any reason to expect a nest under his bed.
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- Part 1 of you smell like heaven
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“Hey, Carla?” Joe whispered experimentally at the bracelet charging on Cherry’s nightstand. Would Carla answer him?
“Yes, Kojiro?”
“Shh,” Joe said, not knowing if that would actually affect her volume or not. He hoped so. “Could you…when Kaoru wakes up, could you tell him something for me?”
“Yes.”
“Then tell him, ‘I think you’re beautiful.’”
“Time to wake up, Master. This is your fifth alarm.”
Cherry squinched his face irritably and heaved an annoyed sigh. “I’m up, Carla, I’m up.”
“Good morning, Master. I think you’re beautiful.”
A bit stunned and more than a little confused, Cherry decided that it was just too damn early and he’d heard wrong. “Sorry, Carla—could you repeat that?”
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Kaoru pushes his glasses up his nose and blinks, lashes fluttering. He leans closer to the screen of his laptop. The blue light reflects off his molten gold eyes, and the refined plane of his nose is bold, almost dignified despite the ever-present scowl on his face.
It makes Kojiro want to throw up.
Kaoru is a passable roommate, if not perfect. He leaves Kojiro a cup of tea every morning and makes fun of his bedhead and goes into his bedroom at dusk to watch the sunset. It’s nice, as far as roommates go. Or as nice as living with Kaoru goes.
But Kojiro didn't think sharing an apartment would lead to…whatever this is.
["we started living together then i realized you were really hot and now i'm kind of in love."]
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- Part 1 of The Familiarity of Exit Wounds
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15 Jun 2026
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A Little Closer to the Edge - cosmicbluebells
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Getting injured while skating is nothing new, Scrapes, cuts, bruises, broken bones in the worst case scenario. But skating doesn't cause deep wounds, it doesn't cause the wounds Miya is trying to hide.
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“You know what, Kojiro?” He’s close. A little too close. He might have misjudged the distance between the two of them, because his glasses are the only thing between the two of them. His nose is pressed against Kojiro’s.
“What?” Kojiro breathes.
“I think,” Kaoru whispers, “that you’re fucking lying.”
Kojiro’s eyes widen, then. “What the fuck would I be lying about,” he barks, and he’s pushing back against Kaoru now, tense and ready for a fight, “Do you need to get your eyes checked, four-eyes?”
“I think,” Kaoru smirks, enjoying the way Kojiro’s jaw visibly tenses, “That you’re just a sad, pathetic gorilla who can’t get game. And that you’re using the apparent fact that your dick is too big to hide it.”
(or: kaoru's had enough of kojiro complaining that people are intimidated by his size. how big could be possibly be?)
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“No, no way,” Kojiro says definitively, shaking his head. “You’re full of shit. It’s too thin, it wouldn't cover a hickey.”
“Y-you don’t know that,” Kaoru stammers, fingers curling into Kojiro’s shoulder, grounding him there. Kaoru keeps forgetting how big Kojiro has gotten, but the spread of his own thighs over Kojiro’s is a distracting reminder.
“I could prove it,” Kojiro says, fingers still stroking over the delicate skin of Kaoru’s throat.
Kaoru shifts closer. Kojiro’s breath is warm on his skin.
“You could try to prove it,” Kaoru whispers back.
Or: the author is back on her "Matchablossom get together because of a bet" bullshit.