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Sakusa's got a helmet tucked under his arm, his face mask nowhere to be seen. Atsumu’s mouth drops open. He’s not even going to pretend it doesn’t. He’s gaping, fully, at Sakusa Kiyoomi, standing in front of a fucking motorcycle. It burrows in his stomach, makes something stir and shift.
'God,' Atsumu thinks. 'He’s really going to kill me.'
Sakusa lifts one clean eyebrow.
“Problem, Miya?”
'Okay,' Atsumu thinks. 'Now he’s trying to.'
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the fic in which Sakusa has a motorcycle and Atsumu really likes greek mythology
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21 Jan 2026
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Meet Sakusa Kiyoomi. He’s rich, he’s smart, he’s a moron and he’s currently in a three-year-long rivalry with Miya Osamu, the world’s biggest asshole.
Enter Miya Atsumu, the new kid at school — and also, Osamu’s twin brother.
When Sakusa hears Atsumu has joined their school, he comes up with a supposedly “brilliant” plan.
What could go wrong?
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21 Jan 2026
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((OFFICIALLY BACK.))
The University’s Star Track runner, and his best friend and Campus Renowned Fuck boy, had anything but a normal friendship.
Neteyam had thought that he knew how to run, but he soon realized that running on the track wasn’t his source of adrenaline, it was Running from his best friends advances.“Nothing’s going to be ruined between us.”
“How would you know that, fuck boy?”
“Cause’ I know you love it when there’s a chase.”
Or in Other words, Ao’nung and Neteyam find themselves hung up in a friends with benefits situationship, unable to escape their wants. Neteyam and his addiction to thrill, and Ao’nung with his desire for more.
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13 Jan 2026
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It's been three months since the skirmish at Three Brothers. And it's been something short of a week since he landed his ass in this SecOps interrogation room turned holding cell. Some guerilla attack on a deep sea mining rig gone absolutely damn sideways.
He thinks he can cook up some clever way out of it; that eventually—that soon— he'll get back to Awa'atlu just fine.
He never considered what it might cost to get home. That it might unearth every ghost buried in his head.
That he's always been capable of breaking.
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Or the one where Jake Sully gets a crash course in acknowledging the fact he hasn't been okay for a very long time. And then he pretends like that isn't a problem either.- Language:
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13 Jan 2026
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“You’re not walking away from this,” Jake said, quiet and certain.
“Neither are you.”
The ground beneath them groaned.
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“You still gonna kill me,” Quaritch asked from the darkness, “or can we focus on the issue at hand?”
Jake tightened his grip on the knife. “Talk. Tell me what you can assess.”
A pause. Then, grudgingly: “Fell maybe forty feet. Can’t see the opening. Air’s not great. Chemical.”
Another sound rolled through the cave, stone shifting, settling.
Jake cursed under his breath. “Truce. Until we get out.”
“And then?”
“Then we finish what we started.”
“Fair enough.”
******
Jake Sully’s hunt for Quaritch ends when both men are dragged underground by a collapsing forest, trapped deep beneath Pandora in a cave system that does not forgive mistakes. Injured, hunted, and running out of air, they’re forced into a fragile truce built on necessity rather than trust.
Survival means cooperation. Cooperation means proximity. And proximity means confronting what hatred, memory, and choice actually cost, long before either of them gets the chance to walk away.
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11 Jan 2026