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Bokuto is still undecided as to whether he wants to thank Kuroo, or to not speak to him for at least ten months. The reason for this is because he still can’t figure out whether his situation is a good one or a bad one.
After all, how does one react to suddenly getting a stranger for a boyfriend, and one as stunningly pretty as Akaashi Keiji at that? Bokuto sure doesn't know.
And, honestly. It was all supposed to be just a harmless prank.
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13 Oct 2024
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“Yoo-hoo~ Oh my, why the dark faces, everyone?” Oikawa asks as he walks into the room, Iwaizumi right by his heels.
Kunimi, who had been looking bored the entire time, picks up the piece of paper and loudly reads the two sentences written in thick black ink and an angry-looking scrawl across its surface. “Yahaba, meet me at the lot behind the old Humanities building, 6PM. Don’t bring anyone, and don’t be late. That’s what it says.”
The room falls silent once more.
Then, “Holy shit, Yahaba-chan, who did you cross this time?”
[in which yahaba receives a vaguely threatening letter, and kyoutani disappears from practice.]
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04 Jun 2024
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“So, let me see if I understood this correctly,” Hajime says, slow and careful like he’s still waiting for some kind of punchline. “You want me to help Oikawa Tooru, a guy I barely know, because your boyfriend owes him a favor?”
“And you owe me a favor,” Hanamaki adds helpfully.
“That doesn’t even make any sense!”
“Sure it does.” Hanamaki’s smile widens. “Issei and I are practically the same person by now, anyway, so whatever favor you owe me, you also owe him. And by repaying me, you are repaying him, and in turn he is repaying Oikawa. Think of it as, like, the transitive property of equality. A equals B equals C. A equals C.”
“I know what the transitive property of equality is,” Hajime snaps.
[in which iwaizumi pretends to be oikawa's boyfriend.]
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07 Jan 2022
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AAAAAAHHH HUHUHUHU NEVER FAILED TO GIVES ME BUTTERFLY IN MY STOMACH WHENEVER I READ THIS!! AUTHOR U THE BEST!!!
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Kenma took a small step towards him, and Kuroo resisted the instinct to place his hand on his knife. He wouldn't let Kenma get to him.
“Friends, you called them.” Kenma tilted his chin up and leveled Kuroo with an unimpressed gaze. “Trying to keep friends in the world we live in is a thing of fools.”
Kenma passed by him then, leaving Kuroo seething and his blood boiling.
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WIth a violent King who's quick to execute anyone he views as no longer useful, a war with either the kingdom of Seijoh or Nohebi on the horizon, a conspiracy brewing behind closed doors, and rumors spreading like wildfire, Kuroo Tetsurou finds himself in a tentative alliance with Kozume Kenma, the kingdom's chief strategist who's trying to rise to the exact same position Kuroo wants.
He's also just one of the worst people Kuroo has ever met in his life.
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12 Jun 2026
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“I figured it out about a month before graduation.”
When Oikawa explains this, they are sitting together in a boat in the middle of Lake Pichola, India, hiding at the end of the fourteenth century with no one to bother them. Hajime sifts his hand through the water to cool his face while Oikawa pauses to collect himself, sights fixed on the royal blue of an emerging night sky. He holds two fingers up to the yellowed moon, pinches it into forced perspective, and palms it completely to force the light out of his eye. At the view, he smiles like he’s defeated all the knowing gods, the fates and their fickle futures, and humbles himself from the stratosphere.
“You know the story, Iwa-chan,” Oikawa tells him, back on earth. “Boy jumps to Miyagi in attempt to run away. It is raining, when he meets another, and they are both five years old. Neither of them can decide if he is from years past, or years to come. Hell, he could be a monster, for all they know.”
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- Part 1 of ad astra