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When Issei is seven, his Pandora's box opens. At twenty-three, it explodes.
Prince Takahiro is unobtainable. From him, Issei hides two secrets: his magic and his love. But, as the years progress, these secrets become harder to keep. Then, Prince Takahiro dies.
“Issei,” says Iwaizumi from beside him. His voice is firm, if not wet. It sounds like a warning but Issei, much like with many things in his life, ignores it.
Beneath his hands, the grass shudders and twists. He pays the rapid spread of energy through his body no heed and instead draws Takahiro up into his arms.
“No,” he says again, and it’s like a clap of thunder. It’s like a thousand voices layered over his own. There is a heartbeat beneath his fingers that no longer moves; there is a mouth pressed to his neck that no longer smiles; there is a love in his arms who no longer takes breath. No.
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gotta be down because i want it all by gnimmish
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
21 Nov 2021
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Vi lets Caitlyn say things to her that she would never, ever take from anyone else.
“You’re wrong.”
“You acted rashly.”
“Perhaps there is a way to resolve this without punching someone.”But also. You know. Other stuff. Embarrassing stuff.
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19 May 2022
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THIS IS SO CUTE :((
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Miya Atsumu just wants to be on a first name basis with the athletic trainer. He thinks it should be easy, given Iwaizumi’s years in America, but it’s really not.
Five times Atsumu tries to get Iwaizumi to call him by his first name and one time he actually does.
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The thing about Matsukawa Issei is that he has this horribly annoying habit of turning up everywhere—and he means that literally. Apparently infiltrating every single one of Takahiro’s upper division literature lectures and crashing his office hours meetings with his professors isn’t enough of a nuisance for him; Takahiro leaves his apartment and Matsukawa is the shadow beneath his shoes. The library, the dining halls, the konbini near his apartment, the west staircase of the Philosophy building where he (used to) smoke in between his 1 and 3pm, and now the goddamn Denny’s.
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- Part 1 of our dreary mondays
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Watching Iwaizumi like this, Tooru feels like a spectator of his life, not like he’s actually here, trying to be a part of it. It’s bizarre. They never used to need to fill every silence when they revolved around each other like planets in orbit - unequivocal, absolute. This insecurity is like a sudden knife to Tooru’s gut carving out the reality of the matter, which is, ultimately, that he doesn’t know how to be around Iwa-chan anymore.
It feels like they’re a rubber band being stretched back back back, pulled taught with a tension that will only resolve itself when it snaps. Tooru doesn’t know what it means for them if they let it snap.
Oikawa visits Irvine, California.
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When you turn 17 years old, you are allowed to meet your future self 10 years into the future. You won’t remember anything after the encounter, but the emotions will stay with you.
Oikawa and Iwaizumi have just turned 17, and it’s finally their turn to go through the time-honoured tradition.
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Future Oikawa breaks his composure, and his face stretches into a wide smile. ‘Yeah. Argentina.’
Those two simple words hit the occupants of the room like a truck. Paired with the easy admittance and the genuine smile on Future Oikawa’s face that signals how easily happiness comes to him nowadays, Hajime bites his lip in a valiant effort not to cry, because he is looking at the face of someone who is confident he has made the right choice and never regretted it, not for a second, not for a breath.
Present Oikawa’s eyes widen, and he presses his lips tightly together in that face Hajime knows he always makes when he’s trying desperately not to cry.