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    mihawk challenges rayleigh to a duel and ends up adopted by him. :')

    series title from "dear theodosia" from hamilton the musical. pride is not the word he's looking for! 😭💖

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    fics featuring mishanks with their daughter uta. the fics are loosely related, and ordered chronologically.

    series title references uta's (ado's) song "where the wind blows"

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    Yaku Morisuke IS your friendly neighbourhood Spiderman.

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    As it says on the tin! Someone just give him a big ol' hug.

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    Aizawa gets hired to babysit the Todorokis shortly after the boiling water incident, and manages to save Touya from burning himself up at Sekoto Peak. Changes abound!

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    “Here in Onigiri Miya, we try to cater to a wider demographic than volleyball fans who are either old men or those who share their sense of humor.”

    “Can’t blame me for trying.” Tetsurou shrugged, watching him walk off.  “With your profession, I figured that you would be used to making concessions.”

    Just after they left each other’s line of sight, a quiet laugh reached his ears.

    “Okay, that was a good one.”

    Kuroo walks into Onigiri Miya by himself on Valentines Day and comes out with a nice unexpected date.

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    24 Oct 2025

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    Now that he thought about it, the wrench thrown into his Valentine’s Day plans didn’t hurt as bad as he thought it would.

    His night was fun, thanks to a certain someone.

    Another thing that he realized was that he wasn’t bound by the protocols (bro-tocols, really) of Bros Night anymore.

    “Miya-san, did you want to go out sometime?”

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    Worst of all, however, is what emerges from Sakusa’s mouth.

    “I want him to fold me in half,” he murmurs. To his credit, he seems like he’s saying it more to himself than anyone else. On the other hand, he still said it out loud. About Atsumu’s brother. In public.

    Atsumu takes back any shit he ever yelled at Suna in the Inarizaki group chat about them being the worst team ever because Suna stole all his ramune candy or whatever; those fuckers seem like saints considering what shit MSBY is putting him through. Fucking hell.

    or: five times omigiri drove atsumu to madness, and one time they didn't.

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    02 Mar 2022

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    “Are you texting Bakageyama?” Hinata asks excitedly.

    “Ooh, ooh! Is he with Ushiwaka? Can you tell him I’m going to beat him?” Bokuto chimes in, further obscuring Atsumu’s vision, this time with the same colour scheme as a zebra.

    Atsumu sighs, and glances skywards for strength. As he does, he catches sight of Osamu sneaking a glance at Sakusa, and Sakusa’s cheeks still a light pink, and that does it. What the fuck. He has to flirt with his favourite setter via democracy, apparently – he’s pretty sure Bokuto is actually trying to type on his phone now, what the fuck – and his brother gets to have something out of a fucking chick flick with Atsumu’s least personable teammate? Insanity. Absolute insanity.

    Atsumu does /not/ deserve this.

    *

    “Sakusa is probably the worst teammate ever,” Atsumu grouses. “Maybe even worse than that bastard war criminal Suna.”

    At this, Kageyama blinks.

    “Sakusa-san is very polite, I think,” he says, after swallowing his food, because he has very good manners. Atsumu thinks he could take Kageyama home to his parents and probably impress his mother, because Kageyama is always very polite, except when he is rude by accident. Sakusa is often rude on purpose, but Atsumu supposes that’s a moot point for Osamu right now, if they’re not even dating, what the fuck, ‘Samu, get your shit together.

    “Tobio-kun!” Atsumu cries out. “Did you not hear me? Worse than the war criminal!”

    Kageyama frowns, his brow furrowing. He glances over to the corner, where Suna is talking to Komori – probably inducting him into his devilry, Atsumu thinks resignedly – then turns back to Atsumu, tilting his head in confusion.

    “What war was Suna-san in?” he asks earnestly.

    Atsumu wants to kiss him so bad it makes him feel stupid.

    “The one against me,” Atsumu tells him.

    *

    “I’m gonna ask Kiyoomi to marry me,” he says casually, as if it isn’t the biggest thing he’s said since telling Atsumu he was quitting volleyball. Maybe even bigger. Fuck. Atsumu’s mouth is hanging open now, legitimately, not just being caught off-guard midway through forming words. Osamu’s eyes meet Atsumu’s, and Atsumu swallows at the sight of his eyes. Intent. Steady. Sure of himself, the same way he was when he told Atsumu he was quitting – the same way he was when he told Atsumu he could beat the Schweiden Adlers, and he’d never needed Osamu to do it, but Osamu would be right there cheering him on anyway – the same way he was when he dragged Atsumu with him to stare a bank in the eyes and inform them he wanted a loan to start his own onigiri restaurant.

    It’s the kind of face that always means /change/, and Atsumu’s always evolving on the court, but he’s never been that great with change when it comes to what matters most. But that doesn’t matter, he thinks, looking at Osamu. His twin’s always made the right choice, and Atsumu’ll have his back, always.

    *

    Osamu stares at him, open-mouthed, and then, incredibly, his eyes start to shine. Like he’s tearing up. Holy shit. Atsumu’s a fucking god. He has maybe brought /‘Samu/ to tears. God, he can’t wait until ‘Samu hears his best man speech at the wedding. He’s gonna make those fuckers cry /so hard/. It’ll be glorious.

    “Did I get an upgrade from third most handsome?” Osamu asks, his voice a little trembly, even as it’s full of warmth.

    Atsumu shrugs. “Well, for yer wedding, I think I can let ya have my place. Outta pity, y’know,” he says. Kageyama’s top spot is unshakeable, as far as Atsumu’s concerned, but he’s generous. He’ll let Osamu shine on his big day. Sakusa’s staying lower than Atsumu, though.

    “Outta pity,” Osamu echoes agreeably. There’s a massive explosion from the television screen, but Osamu doesn’t look at it at all. Instead, he reaches forward and tugs Atsumu into his arms, and Atsumu sinks into his hug without a single second of hesitation.

    “Thanks,” Osamu murmurs into his ear, muffled by Atsumu’s hoodie. Atsumu hears him regardless.

    “Don’t be such a fuckin’ sap,” Atsumu says in return, ignoring how he feels like tearing up again. He’s just so /happy/, what the fuck. What the fuck.

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    Shinsuke delivers rice to Osamu. Or: Long-distance is hard, but they make it work.

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    24 Oct 2025

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    "I don't have much time," he adds quietly and Osamu's smile falters a little. Shinsuke twists his face apologetically and Osamu clicks his tongue before falling back into his easy smile. "Let's not waste any time then," he smirks and opens the car door.

    Osamu leans into the car and unbuckles Shinsuke's seatbelt before he can protest. His face is veiled in shadows from the black cap on his head and Shinsuke bumps his forehead against the brim. "Hi," he says softly and takes off the cap, discarding it on the passenger seat. Shinsuke's heart twists a little. This up-close he can see the fatigue on Osamu's face and he drops his forehead against Osamu's, bumping their noses together softly. "Hi," Osamu returns in a whisper and Shinsuke closes his eyes.

    The night is loud in his ears, distant traffic and faint voices carried by the wind. Shinsuke focuses on the soft sounds of Osamu's breathing, feeling each exhale on his face, and for a moment everything else disappears. It doesn't last long, but it's enough.

    *

    Shinsuke inhales and exhales and then he's meeting Osamu halfway, hands reaching for each other and lips finding their destination easily. Shinsuke wonders if it's normal to miss a mouth so much it feels like coming home when he finally gets to taste it again, to miss hands so much it's like being put back together without having realised he's ever been in pieces when he's finally being touched. He's breathless within seconds, panting against Osamu's lips, and he's forced to pull away, catching his breath with his head tucked under Osamu's chin.

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    The wall is crumbling and Tobio gives the final push.

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    23 Oct 2025

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    “I really want to kiss you now,” he says like he hasn’t swallowed those words time and time again, perfected the art of eating them up until they started eating him instead. Tobio’s reply is almost instant, breath rushing out and fanning across Hajime’s face. “Please.”

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    The rice is harvested and Kita Shinsuke hasn't seen Osamu Miya in weeks. Hard work comes with benefits, something Kita has always known.

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