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As much as Vil would hate to admit, Leona was one of his weaknesses. No matter how hard he tried to stand his own ground, Leona knew him too well and Vil always found himself letting the lion do whatever he wants whenever he wants. But hey, at least Vil doesn’t forget to scold him at the end of it though!
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“Come on, would you rather do the deed with a soccer player? Oh!—maybe you’re into big dudes, like a shot put athlete.”
“Probably another volleyball player,” Bokuto teases, causing the entire table to erupt into laughter.
But to Kageyama’s horror, it’s not a volleyball player who comes to mind.
Instead, he finds himself thinking of that fiery redhead.
He doesn’t even know what sport the guy plays. Does it even matter?
Kageyama shakes his head internally, trying to clear his thoughts. Why is he even thinking about this? He’s only met the guy a handful of times.
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Kageyama Tobio, an indoor volleyball prodigy, travels to Brazil for his first Olympics to represent Team Japan. Focused solely on volleyball, he has no interest in the distractions of the Games—parties, hook-ups, or otherwise. That is, until he meets Hinata Shoyo, an Olympic athlete representing Japan in beach volleyball.
AU/Canon Divergence - Pro Beach Volleyball Player Hinata ShoyoBookmarked by soap1865
11 Apr 2025
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AHH i missed shobio/kagehina i love timeskip content
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and i hope that one day, you will love yourself too. by dkdlel3
Fandoms: 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong
22 Jul 2024
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Yoo Joonghyuk marched up to the edge of the rooftop, and Kim Dokja whirled around when his footsteps reached his ears. He opened his mouth to say something but Yoo Joonghyuk cut him off by firmly clamping his forearm, his hand easily encircling the entire circumference of his pale wrist.
His eyes were wide, devoid of any light.
Yoo Joonghyuk’s steady, deep breathing became even more prominent in this heavy silence. His palm pulsated against the slender wrist in his grasp.
He watched Kim Dokja’s eyes alternate between his arm and Yoo Joonghyuk, the surprise delineated by his raised eyebrows.
“Get down from there.”
Upon transferring to a new high school, Yoo Joonghyuk somehow befriended the quiet boy who sat in the back of the classroom.