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Kiyoomi has a third epiphany: Miya is, most likely, his friend. Which means that Motoya isn’t his only friend anymore, which also means Motoya is now his best friend. Kiyoomi hates it here.
Kiyoomi and Osamu are flatmates, the student life is not rose-colored, and Atsumu shows up at the most unexpected times in the most expected places. Kiyoomi is... dealing with it.
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- Part 2 of the wikiHOW series
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05 Mar 2025
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THIS WAS AMAZING OMG
I loved the way you wrote it like a relationship study it was so perfect AND YOUR WRITING STYLE OMG it is insanely beautiful. Also loved the metaphors you used throughout the whole fic (specifically the jar and the one with the kansai-ben oh and the birds!!)
Ahhhhh it was just perfect -
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April, 1912.
First class passenger Sakusa Kiyoomi boards the RMS Titanic, bound for a future he does not want and promised to a man he cannot stand. But family loyalty runs deep, and Kiyoomi is willing to sacrifice his own happiness if it means keeping his family’s business afloat.
Until he crosses paths with third class passenger Miya Atsumu, a penniless artist who challenges Kiyoomi at every turn. Atsumu is the embodiment of everything Kiyoomi has been taught never to be: uncouth, obnoxious, and always talking. Kiyoomi should not be charmed by a man like Atsumu, but as the days go by, he finds it harder and harder to remind himself exactly why he should be keeping his distance.
And then, Titanic strikes an iceberg.
AKA: A Sometimes Loose Reimagining of James Cameron’s Titanic, adapted for SakuAtsu.
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- Part 1 of The Tide Will Turn
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“Shit,” Atsumu spat, reeling back, dazed. The person he’d run into also stumbled back. A hood fell off of curly black hair, and as Atsumu’s hand came up to check if his nose was okay he saw a pair of moles above a very angry eye.
“I just saw ya on TV,” Atsumu said, because he was a very smart man.
Before he could react, the front of his shirt was being grabbed and he was pulled into an alley.
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Sakusa is an android on the run. Atsumu is the just the guy who happens to get in his way.
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Atsumu tilts his head to watch a slice of orange light bend over the impassive planes of Sakusa’s face. He is absolutely, ruthlessly beautiful. It makes Atsumu want to punch something—put his foot through the windshield—scream, maybe.
Kiss him again, maybe.
They have 344 kilometers to figure this one out.
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The mystery athlete gives Kiyoomi a once over in the mirror. “Yer pretty tall,” he observes. The twang of an accent rasps low in his throat. His brazen eyes drift to Kiyoomi’s legs, and something like exhilaration glints gold in his gaze. “Good quads, too. Ya ever played volleyball?”
Ah. So it’s volleyball.“I’m a dancer. Ballet and contemporary, mostly.”