HiakyuuABOs
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The beast in the woods first brought the famine, and then the plague that followed. The rice fields – once healthy and plentiful, burnt as though by magic on Kiyoomi’s final night in his own bed. The sacrifice and the saviour.
More a pawn than a hero. The virgin, is what the shrine keepers whispered in his father’s ear. Only an offering as pure as Kiyoomi could save them all.
That day his mother instructed the family's attendant to pick flowers on the edge of the village for Kiyoomi for his new betrothal. Upon receiving them, Kiyoomi cut the heads off the dianthus’ and left them by his mothers bed. A bad omen, the shrine keepers had insisted with quivering voices. Perhaps he is not the one. His parents sent him to the woods anyway.
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(Kiyoomi, the outcast son of the Sakusa family, is gifted as a bride to appease the beast in the woods, only to find that Miya Atsumu is more man than beast. A fairytale retelling based loosely upon 'The Tiger's Bride' by Angela Carter)
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When Bokuto moves in with Akaashi and his friends he is over the moon as he has harbored a crush on Akaashi for years... and living with him as a flatmate is utter bliss!
He used the remote beside him to turn up the air conditioning. To Bokuto, his mild rut state triggered his alpha need to comfort Akaashi.
“I wish I was there with you,” he said longingly.
If he could only be with Akaashi, he’d look after him and knot him. But they weren’t at that stage of their relationship yet…
“What would you do if you were here with me?” Akaashi asked.
Bokuto leaned forward toward the monitor, remembering Akaashi’s intoxicating scent.
“I’d fuck you. Then I’d knot you. Tenderly when needed, and rough when needed, too.”
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- Part 5 of Shiuko's HQ omegaverse wanderings
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Alphas and omegas aren't supposed to be best friends, but try telling Bokuto and Akaashi that.
Seriously though, someone should tell them.
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Akaashi turned to look but Osamu gripped his chin and tipped it dangerously near his own.
“Don’t look. Let him sweat. It’ll make him move his ass.” He then kissed his cheek and Akaashi felt heat travel from the tip of his ears all the way down to his neck.
“See? Now Bokkun’s being physically held back by three people.” He said with clear mirth in his voice.
“You’re a menace.” Akaashi whispered with slight awe.
Miya Osamu was a creature of pure mischief.