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When Bokuto gets the bright idea that they all need to share a surname, the three of them come up with the perfect plan to trick Kuroo into agreeing.
[Secret Santa for Beca <3]
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Tetsurou swats at Iwaizumi’s hand and he scowls. “I’m not Oikawa, thank you.” He grumbles as he moves to sit down on the seat of one of the machines near the bench Iwaizumi is sitting on. “I just never noticed.” His brows furrow as he looks down at the floor and watches the toes of his shoes as he stretches his feet inside them. “Why the hell would they do that and not tell me?”
“Are you serious?” Iwaizumi looks… incredulous? Is that the right term, Tetsurou wonders. But he definitely is amused. “You’ve never noticed them calling each other Kuroo for an entire year?”
Wherein everyone decides to take the Kuroo name as both a joke, a bet, and a way to show that they really do care.
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Shingo needs a part and Takeshi offers his help. It's literally just the meme of Ron Swanson saying "I know more than you do" but make it Nakazato Takeshi.
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Issei wasn’t entirely sure how Hiro had been able to convince him to decorate the tree at his house in Seijoh colors. He only hoped the captain and vice captain would be good and willing hosts for whatever team shenanigans they decided to engage in for the rest of the holidays. They would be graduating in a few months and leaving Aoba Johsai, but he could do without leaving behind the legacy that he had coated his home in the school colors.
“You’re truly a menace, Hiro.” He reached into the box he held against his hip to hand Hiro yet another white glitter bauble to hang from one of the branches. “Where did you even find these?”
“Oh, I had them made. I ordered them in March.” If Issei hadn’t known Hiro for years, he would have believed the blush sitting high on Hiro’s cheeks was from a trick of the lights instead of the embarrassment that was starting to radiate off of his boyfriend. He decided not to comment on the timeline lining up with Hiro ordering special ornaments for Christmas as soon as they started dating. “Shut up, Issei.”
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Hanamaki Takahiro is "umemployed" in "Tokyo" on New Years Eve, stuck going to a party with his friends and their old friends, and he decides to buy a gag gift to take with him.
He really mistle-toes the line with this one.
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“Don’t settle for a spark. Light a fire instead,” Hiro said softly as he crumpled the foil wrapper in his hand, placing it in the pile with the others laid out by Issei’s hips. He brought the small chocolate square he had unwrapped up to Issei’s lips and waited for them to part. He didn’t miss the way Issei’s dark eyes turned towards him or how his lips quirked into a smile before he took the chocolate between his teeth. “Don’t look at me like that. I don’t write these things.”
Issei chewed the chocolate slowly as he reached into the box of chocolate-covered cherries, rolling one in his fingers before he held it up to Hiro’s lips. “Well, I think you should. Who knows what the world could learn from a little Takahiro romance knowledge?”
Hiro bit at Issei’s fingers before his lips wrapped around the treat, tongue pushing it into his cheek as he waited for it to burst and the cream center to melt into his mouth. “Nobody wants that, Issei. What would they even say?”
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“Are we ready? I’d rather be done with this poor excuse for our friends and coworkers to get absolutely trashed,” Issei asked as he leaned over the counter to run his fingers through the bangs hanging over his forehead, eyes watching Hiro in the mirror.
“Wait, let me do that for you. You know, since vampires don’t have a reflection.” Hiro grabbed Issei’s arm and pulled him back, fingers sliding through his hair slowly, their eyes meeting.
“You know that’s not true,” Issei whispered as his hands came to rest on Hiro’s hips, pulling him closer by the loops in his jeans. “You just saw my reflection.” But he didn’t stop the hands in his hair, choosing instead to lean down to brush his lips over Hiro’s teasingly.
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After all the years that they had known each other, Kei should have realized that Kuroo Tetsurou was always going to be an absolute menace. The words don’t you trust me coming from his mouth should have been enough indication for Kei to understand that he should not, under any circumstances, trust whatever plans that Kuroo had made for him. He had been lucky, thus far, to avoid the majority of Kuroo’s influence. He had spent the last two years humbly attending college, living the easy apartment life with Kageyama Tobio—when their calendars synced up and they were able to cohabitate together in the small space. It had been the perfect amount of ease between them, allowing him to be able to do all the necessary meal preparations, despite him not having the inclination to continue playing sports.
Tsukishima Kei agrees to join the Frogs but when the time comes to show off his new jersey, his biggest secret comes out.
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When Hinata is in Brazil, he's struck with the idea that he's missing something back home. Or someone.
Be careful what you wish for.
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One of the things that haunted Kageyama Tobio more than the nightmares of his team turning their back on him, more than the loss of his parents and Miwa moving away, was the fact that he loved pork curry more than any other dish in the world. And the fact that it was the one dish he could not make to save his life. He had tried for so many years to find a way to make it the same way Kazuyo-san had made it when he was just a child. But he was too young then to remember what it was he had used, and he had never cared enough to pay attention. What a naïve mind of his to think there would be nothing that could take his grandfather from him.
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When Ukai Keishin had the sweet smell of ginger beer hit his nose for the fourth time that week, he was starting to think the universe had cursed him. He didn’t have to look up from the Jump issue he was currently reading through to know that on the other side of his counter was Takeda Ittetsu, the ever persistent advisor to the local high school volleyball club.
Canon if they had been A/B/O.
Ukatake Exchange fic for @Tsukkinoneko aka KENNN!
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Gravity (The Hinata Doesn't Fall Too Far From the Kageyama) by chemistink
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
21 Feb 2022
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“Boke, quit moving!”
It was the last thing he had been able to say before he watched his best friend slip off the side of the branch, sunshine eyes wide with fear as he fell. His hand reached out, too far to be of any help, but still trying to will himself to catch Hinata. The movement was too much for his own frame, his body tilting just enough over the side for him to lose his grip and go tumbling along with the smaller boy.
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A taste of OsaKage for Valentine’s as an apology for the sins I’ve done in the angst chat of my discord server.
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“End things?” How could Takumi end things when he was just confessing to Keisuke how he felt. “Wait.” He looked down at the table again, around the dining room. He thought back to Ryosuke leaving, the hand on his shoulder, the way he smiled at him and told him “It’s been an honor watching you and Keisuke grow..” It was slowly turning the wheels in his head. “Is this a date?”
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Takeshi stared at the bowl of eggs as he continued to whisk them, frowning. Shingo had made it sound so easy when he explained how he made breakfast the other morning and with how deliciously sore he was this morning, he wanted to surprise him with breakfast in bed.
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- Part 3 of TakeShin
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Initial D Secret Santa work for Toffiendfee. Due to restrictions of the event, this is part two and I will be working on part one asap I promise!
The morning after a very important race to determine where the Takahashi brothers stand with one Takumi Fujiwara, there's some burnt tofu, some confessions, a little bit of angst but a whole lot of realizations that everything is going to be okay.
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Allergies, Hiro had told him. Allergies were starting to mess with him and he had lost two studs this month from constantly itching his nose. But apparently this captive ring minus the ball had finally shown his cute boyfriend that it wasn’t above giving him issues too. He forced down the sigh in the back of his throat and opted to just shake his head as he spoke.
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Makki and Mattsun are cute af and I had insomnia at 3 am.
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“What the hell did you just say?”
Shingo held the unassuming collar in his hand, the fabric hanging off his fingers. The bell jingled as he swung it back and forth. “I want you to put it on me. I’m going to be a cute little neko boy for Halloween and I need a collar.”Series
- Part 2 of TakeShin
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Shingo and Nakazato drive out to see Ryosuke and Kyoichi race. Road trips require music. But what happens when you end up enjoying spending time with your rival? Especially when you can’t keep your hands off each other?
Does anyone else remember that scene from Harold and Kumar where they end up having that sing along?
Now imagine it but so much worse with Shingo and Nakazato.
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- Part 1 of TakeShin
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"To mark ones self permanently is to propose true unity with the other. To be joined together as one, in the eyes of the Lord."
The day Castiel pulled Dean from the pit was the day his Grace claimed Dean's soul as his. Humans can't carry Grace and Angels can't have souls. So what's an Angel of the Lord to do when he has fallen in love with a hunter who gave him a piece of his soul? Fall all over again.
Dean gets a tattoo of Castiel's handprint and it causes their Grace/Soul bond to ignite inside them. Only two options are available. Either break the bond, remove the Grace and let the soul inside Castiel die away, thus turning him into a full fledged Angel with no recollection of Dean and no favor over him. Or use the Grace to bind their souls together for eternity and let Castiel fall from Heaven and Grace to become a human, to live out his life as a Hunter among the Winchester boys.