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“You don’t get it, do you?” he said, his voice quieter now, but sharper somehow, like it was cutting straight through Oikawa. “It’s not just this. It’s never just one thing with you, Tooru.”
Oikawa blinked, his throat dry, but before he could say anything, Iwaizumi’s hands shot out, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and yanking him closer.
“You’re selfish,” Iwaizumi said, his words trembling with fury. “You never fucking think about how the things you do affect me. You think you’re protecting me by keeping shit to yourself, but you’re not. You’re just—” He stopped, his voice cracking, and shoved Oikawa back a step, his hands still clutching his shirt like he didn’t know whether to let go or hold tighter. “You’re just making me feel like I don’t matter.”
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21 Apr 2026
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In which Sakusa Kiyoomi is a photography major with a semester project to finish, and Miya Atsumu is the university’s golden boy of volleyball who won’t leave him alone.
For a moment, Atsumu just stared at him, lips parting slightly like his brain had to buffer the information. “Is this flirting?”
“No.”
“That sounds like flirting,” Atsumu said, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Like—really sounds like flirting.”
“You’re just perfect,” Sakusa said, with the same flat finality he used when correcting someone’s grammar.
Atsumu blinked. “Okay, now I’m very confused about whether this is flirting or not.”
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20 Apr 2026
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“What?” Bokuto asks. “Haven’t you ever kissed anyone?”
“No,” Kuroo mumbles, shrugging. He can’t help but feel a twinge of embarrassment, like he’s being judged, which is stupid because Bokuto couldn’t judge a goddamn fly, but. Still. It’s the principle of the thing, and the fact is, Kuroo’s never kissed anyone and Bokuto has, which makes Kuroo feel just a little lame.
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or, in which kuroo is bitter about not having his first kiss yet, so bokuto helps him outBookmarked by vindict
20 Apr 2026
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There’s a handful of people on the beach, but they’re far away from the two of them, and Bokuto feels a surge of emotion well up in his chest. He sighs, loudly, and Kuroo turns to look at him, questioningly.
“What’s up?” Kuroo murmurs, bringing his legs up to his chest so he can rest his cheek on his knees, staring at Bokuto next to him.
Bokuto scratches the back of his neck. “Nothin’, just... I’m really glad I met you.”
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written for day 2 of bokuroo week: inside jokesSeries
- Part 2 of bokuroo week 2017
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20 Apr 2026
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Sakusa Kiyoomi is pretty, slouched against a bar. He’s got a tight black turtleneck that molds to his skin, and the golden lights above their heads contour him like they were designed for that express purpose. His hair falls in nicely coiffed curls, inky black. His eyes are dark, dark, dark. Atsumu smiles at him, putting all his charm into it.
Sakusa looks downright murderous. Atsumu wonders if he should feel fear.
“They warned me about Inarizaki’s hair-brained heir to the House,” Sakusa sneers. “Nothing could have prepared me for such inane levels of incompetency.”
“Did’jya swallow a dictionary before ya came out tonight, Omi-Omi?”
“I would have swallowed arsenic if I’d known you’d be here.”
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(the SakuAtsu Yakuza AU that nobody asked for)Series
- Part 1 of House of Cards
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20 Apr 2026