Kierah

Made by: Yuumei



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    "I am not using you," Tetsurou insists, but Oikawa laughs and waves him down, kicks his foot lightly with the tip of his shoe.

    "It's alright, I've already said yes," he says. "I'm curious to meet your friend who doesn't mind people showing up in jeans and a shirt to his wedding."

    And it occurs to Tetsurou, finally, that Oikawa's aiming to humiliate him.

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    Oikawa was always the brave one. Hajime just followed two paces behind.

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    Oikawa is nine when he first hears the word. The boys on the playground whisper it like it's dirty, like the way they daringly mutter the word fuck and then look over their shoulders to check their parents hadn't heard.

    "You know Abe-kun from class?" they snicker, hands cupped around their mouths like they're passing along a filthy secret. "I hear his older brother is... gay."

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    A collection of stories the morals of which all amount to: if something can go wrong, it will. Also, if something can go right, it also will.

    Alternatively, that one college AU where everyone fucks all the shit up.

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    25 Aug 2017

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    Please read this! Please!

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    He looks tired, but not exhausted. The shadows under his eyes are no news, nor is his apocalyptic hair. Koutarou wants to reach out and run his fingers through it, but he's wanted all sorts of ridiculous shit for no reason at all— there's no need to want it when he’s always had it, so he doesn't know why he still wants it. He doesn't want to know why.

    'Hi,' Kuroo says.

    'I'm going to show you.'

     

    Yesterday in jaywalking: Kuroo Tetsurou’s unpacked boxes, Bokuto Koutarou’s unpacked boxes, and one damn carton of orange juice.

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    25 Aug 2017

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    My heart. Possibly one of my fave fics.