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    “How was it?”

    “He’s an idiot. As I suspected.”

    “That sucks.” There’s no need for half-baked shock or sympathy. Kiyoomi wouldn’t appreciate it, and besides: Atsumu’s decision to keep his piss-colored hair for the past two years doesn’t really indicate stellar intelligence.

    “But he’s a good kisser.”

    “That’s good,” Motoya nods, and then the chip he’s munching on is slipping down the wrong pipe. “Wait, what the fuck?”

    On growing up and out, through the eyes of Komori Motoya.

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    26 May 2021

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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.”

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    24 May 2021

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    The final scores flash up on the screen. Kageyama gapes at the cheerfully-blinking animations. “There’s no way you’re that good on your first try.”

    Hinata grins. “Who said it was my first try?”

    “You—!”

    Hinata sticks his tongue out at him as the arcade machine spits out a small stack of tickets.

    And glancing over, next to their drumset—both of their mouths drop—sits a flushed, triumphant Yachi and a thoroughly-trounced-looking Tsukishima.

    “Wow, I didn’t realize how easy it is to get the hang of this!” Yachi beams at them as the machine spits out a small mountain of tickets. Yamaguchi, who has been watching over Tsukishima’s shoulder, muffles his laugh at the petulant look on Tsukishima’s face.

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    the karasuno first years, who are then second years, and then third years. and, of course, kageyama and hinata, who are... well, kageyama and hinata.

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    20 Dec 2020

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    Atsumu has a long history of pissing people off, but this time he’s gone too far. Someone wants him dead, and although he doesn’t know who or why, it becomes clear very quickly that both he and Osamu are in danger. After a couple of close calls, Kita - the Kumicho of Inarizaki - decides it’s not safe for the two of them to stay in Hyogo; not until he finds out who placed the hit and eliminates them.

    Atsumu reluctantly finds himself in Tokyo, taken in by a yakuza group that’s nothing like Inarizaki. The Black Jackals are a different breed, more lethal than he’s used to, and Sakusa Kiyoomi is the worst of them all. Of course that’s who Atsumu gets stuck with, and he and Sakusa are in constant competition for who hates each other more.

    Tokyo should be a safe haven but between Atsumu’s bloody new assignments, the lingering threat on his life, and all the days trapped with Sakusa, Atsumu isn’t sure he’ll make it out of Tokyo alive.

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    12 Dec 2020

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    Her boredom sets in before they are even done with breakfast; the others sit around the table silently as they eat and leaf through a newspaper, a dossier, a small book. Gaby’s bare feet are propped up on the table, much to Waverly’s annoyance, and she spins her table knife between her fingers idly as she watches them.

    “I want to learn to fight,” she says. None of them look up, but Illya acknowledges her statement with a nearly imperceptible nod of his head.

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    18 Sep 2020