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The world is a place of suffering, Megumi has learnt. It shatters, breaks and takes, takes, takes.
But, perhaps, even broken souls can find peace in the arms of a loved one.Or
In which Megumi ends up in a parallel universe where Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru are his parents.
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- Part 1 of Limitless
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Bookmarked by Bitchboy
05 Feb 2026
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This made me CRY. Like a fucking baby. So sweet and I just wanted Megumi to be able to stay in that world, safe and protected. Dawg I wish I could give a kudos twice 10/10.
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"He was aware of the itch he’d feel before he shook his head or scrunched his nose. He recognized the impulse to move, but he didn’t realize how compulsive the behaviors had become. He had to shake his head. He had to scrunch his nose. He had to shrug his shoulders over, and over, and over.
It wasn’t until he was nine-years-old that Shouyou realized he couldn’t control his movements like other kids could."
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Bookmarked by Bitchboy
01 Dec 2022
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THIS IS A FUCKING AMAZING FIC 10/10 I FINALLY FOUND IT AGAIN YEEEEEEEAH
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“Is everything alright?” Tobio demands the next morning, when they’re making breakfast together.
Hinata blinks at him over the rice cooker. “… Yes?” he tries, looking extremely confused.
“You’re playing volleyball in your sleep,” Tobio states, deciding to just dive right into heart of that matter.
Hinata stares at him. The rice cooker beeps, and he presses the button to pop open the lid without breaking his gaze. There’s a long period of silence while the smell of freshly cooked rice fills the flat and the gears in Hinata’s head visibly turn.
“That’s kind of cool, actually,” is what he decides on, once he’s finished thinking.
Tobio nearly flings a spatula at him.
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In which Hinata has always had a habit of sleepwalking, but has recently added sleep volleyball to his repertoire.
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- Part 15 of One Hundred and Seventy-Two Centimetres
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"Mmhmm,” Kageyama hums. “Y’look good.”
“I don’t, but thank you,” Shouyou says with smile, because he doesn’t – his skin is shower-pink and his hair is doing all sorts of weird and wonderful things, wild until he gets a comb through it, and he really is just standing there in his underwear. He hasn’t even got a nice shirt on or anything. In fact, compared to Kageyama, who’s over a head taller and sculpted with pretty eyes and glossy hair that does not stick up every which way, he just looks a little normal. Normal with electric hair.
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In which Hinata has spent the better part of the last twenty years putting his heart and soul into volleyball, hoping to be recognised, to be noticed. And yet he spends all these years also thinking of himself as rather plain, beyond his lack of height and bright hair, and not really noticeable at all.
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- Part 4 of One Hundred and Seventy-Two Centimetres
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Bonnie keeps having to wake up a cute girl in her Biology class.

