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- Haikyuu!! (2)
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los·er
/ˈlo͞ozər/
noun
- A person or thing that loses or has lost something, especially a game or contest.
- A person who fails frequently or is generally unsuccessful in life.Iwaizumi doesn't believe he's either of those definitions despite Matsukawa and Hanamaki's incessant words. Well, he's proved wrong.
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“You know what they say, ‘home is where the heart is,’” Matsukawa singsonged.
“You think home can be in a country that you haven’t visited yet?” Hanamaki asked.
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- Part 2 of The "Iwa" in Iwaoi
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“I can't- I can’t breathe,” Makki said, clutching his stomach.
“I can’t believe you’re doing this instead of just buying him bread from a nice bakeshop or something,” Mattsun said while giving Iwaizumi a look.
Iwaizumi shook his head, “It’s not the same as the one he likes.”
Finally regaining his composure, Makki asked him why he was doing this in the first place.
“Well, he was bothering me a lot about it, so y’know,” he trailed off. When he looked back at them, Iwaizumi was met with deadpan stares. “Okay, guys, what the hell?”
Aka. The 4 times Iwaizumi Follows Along with Oikawa's Whims. (sort of)
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- Part 1 of The "Iwa" in Iwaoi
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Iwaizumi's ridiculous love expenditures
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heartbeat by marshingthat
Fandoms: Ish's State, State SMP, Minecraft (Video Game), State SMP | ish's Civilization Series
31 Aug 2025
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Saparata’s diamond boots sank into the snow as he headed to his tower, seeking one last moment of solitude before the final battle.
As he nears the door, his senses are clouded by the blaring wind, the cold numbing his joints. But just as his numb fingers clasp on the door knob, his ears pick up a sound from upstairs.
The soft crunch of snow above. Footsteps.
His senses immediately sharpen as he draws out his weapon, ready to ambush whichever thief snuck into his tower. His heartbeat hammers through his ears again, adrenaline rushing through his veins. Gripping the hilt of his sword, he ascends up the stairs. Softly pressing down on the steps, he creeps up to the top without making a sound. Ready to attack from behind, his head peeks from the staircase, and-
“Flux?”
He spots a silhouette, arms crossed, back leaning from the fence. The figure was gazing at the horizon, seemingly deep in thought, before Saparata’s words startled him.
Saparata could recognize that silhouette anywhere.
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or, saps and flux have one last conversation before their duel in westhelm