KuroDai Week - 2019
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Daichi always knew Kuroo's smell was different than the others, though he couldn't pinpoint why, until one day at training camp.
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- Part 11 of Scents of Love
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Kuroo had nearly looked right past him, the man was on the shorter side for an athlete though average for a regular Japanese man. Usually, Kuroo could place what sports everyone played by their figure and demeanor. The man gazing up at the chaos of the stadium with the lights reflecting in his dark eyes seemed a little difficult to place. Kuroo’s eyes trailed over his body, sensing it was on the bulkier side, but it was difficult to tell under the thick coat. Gazing a little lower he was delighted to find the man’s ass filled out the snow pants very nicely.
Hmm, not every sport gives you booty like that.
Kurodai Week Day 4: professional sports/professional careerSeries
- Part 1 of Winter Olympics
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It all began about ten years ago when a mysterious event occurred at the shrine, an event that Kuroo could hardly find any information on no matter how many documents or websites he scoured. Ever since that incident, anyone who traveled up the mountain ended up injured in some way. No one had been killed, yet the survivors were never able to explain how they ended up like that. Every strange clue Kuroo discovered pulled him deeper into the story, wafting through urban legends and public records to sort out the mystery. With his research leading him to a dead-end, he finally decided to go to the town himself to find out what was happening, and if the stone actually existed.
Kurodai Week Day 3: Monsters and Mythical Creatures -
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Tetsurou is four years old when he first sees writing on the breakwater. He's sixteen when he adds to it for the first time, and twenty-seven when he adds to it for the last time.
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a story about growing up, about finding yourself, and about finding love, told via graffiti left on the breakwater of a coastal New England town.
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He stiffened as a presence crept up behind him, nothing more than a dark shadow. It didn’t make a sound as it came closer and although that should have put him more on his guard, Daichi’s body relaxed. Even as a lethal-looking dagger glinted in front of him and grazed down his cheek, he didn’t panic.
“It doesn’t bode well that our Inquisitor has let his guard down like this,” a sly voice murmured in his ear, sparking goosebumps to flutter over Daichi’s skin.
Daichi grinned. “Thank goodness I have you to protect me.”Kurodai Week Day 5: Medieval AU