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This is a tale of a man named Suna Rintarou with flowers growing in his heart and his wager with a kitsune named Osamu.
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20 Nov 2020
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“Oh calm down, I won't call the cops. For now”, he stared down at Hinata, who was now shaking and mouth agape. He took everything way too serious, which was fun for Oikawa most of the time.
Hinata was about to start a bumbling defense when Oikawa cut him off short. “If you're wondering why he gets so many tips it's because he's hot. In that mysterious and aloof kind of way.” Even though he was over half a foot taller than him, Oikawa looked down at Hinata through thick brown lashes. “Men love what they can't have.”
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Based on the au series of @val_kurry art on ig.
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13 Sep 2020
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Shirabu knew there was something odd about his senpai. Aside from him disappearing half way into practice, and coming back with small cuts, he also goes missing half way through classes and doesn't come back for a few days.
Shirabu was curious.
But he never expected to be so curious that he would be snooping around Semi and Tendou’s dormitory while they weren’t there.
AKA: The Semishira Camp Half-Blood au that no one asked for but I took the liberty to write
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14 Sep 2020
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maybe pulling an all nighter with his senpai wasn't such a bad idea, after all.
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Semi needs help with studying, Shirabu eventually agrees to assist, and some confessions take place.
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14 Sep 2020
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if i don’t believe in love (nothing will last for me) by ascendingfromatoms
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
23 Aug 2020
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“Easy does it,” hushes the boy, pressing his fingertips into the corners of his temples, drifting until they pinpoint the exact spot that makes him groan. A sense of calm clouds his aching thoughts, and Semi only squirms closer to feel it again. And again. Apparently, Shirabu is not just a miracle setter with those hands of his: he’s also more than capable of unwinding the worst of his migraines with careful strokes in the right places.
Semi has long, spidery fingers weaving through the tufts of his hair, and it feels so perfect, so good. He tilts his head to press his forehead against the hard shoulder of his companion, feeling something inside him subside. He makes a sound. Shirabu’s voice bends all the way down to his heart, humming.
“I got you,” his breath tickles the skin behind his ear. Semi swears that he heard him say, babe, but his mind could be playing tricks on him. And so he scratches down on his scalp where it really counts.
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Or: Semi Eita will never admit that he loves it when Shirabu runs his fingers through his hair.
Bookmarked by kihu
14 Sep 2020