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  1. Public Bookmark 2

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    Oikawa is the god-king-god of mirrors, cursed to never see his own flesh. When he peers into the eyes of another, he sees but a floating void, a special kind of blindness.

    ‘is something the matter?’

    The king feigns a small and gentle smile.

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    04 Apr 2019

  2. Public Bookmark 24

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    Iwaizumi seems to read Oikawa’s mind before he can speak. "Uh-uh, no, you don’t get to change your mind, Tooru," he murmurs, eyes dark and sinful in the candy-colored lights of the room. "Dream big or go home, babe."

    And then he’s up and gone, walking towards the doors leading to the arena, gun slung over a shoulder.

    Oikawa sputters and gapes. He scrabbles up off of the ground, heart pounding and his face at a very uncomfortable temperature.

    "Hajime," he whines, but Iwaizumi is gone, slipping through the blacked-out doors.

    God damn it, Oikawa thinks. Somehow he’s already losing and he doesn’t even know how.

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    28 Feb 2019

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    "sorry, it's just... you’ve been amazingly kind to me these past few days. ...but i'm still not sure who you are.”

    oikawa tooru's handed a beige invitation, gold lettering decorating the edges and words that make his heart drop as his gaze lift. he's sitting in a hospital bed and with his mind hazy, he's only sure of three things: his name, his visitor is attractive, and this can't be happening.

    "i'm iwaizumi." the visitor looks away. " ...your fiancé."

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    29 Jan 2019

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    “You'd think his arm would be getting tired,” Tooru observed. He hoped that hadn't sounded as dreamy and hopeless as it had in his head.

    “He switched,” Matsura said, awed. “He's trashing them again with his left hand.”

    I wish he'd trash me, Tooru thought, and then glanced around quickly, worried that he might have said it aloud.

    Iwaizumi wins at arm wrestling. Oikawa wins in other ways.

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    23 Jan 2019

  5. Public Bookmark 46

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    He finally reached his face and that was when Kuroo noticed the odd lines of tension in his expression; the steely eyes and tight smile. The guy in front of him moved closer and he tensed up even further, saying something Kuroo couldn’t pick up from where he was. Years of being Kenma’s best friend had made him an expert in catching near-imperceptible signs of distress, and as he dragged his eyes down that body for a second time, with a less nefarious purpose, some innate instinct implored that he step in. Squaring his shoulders, he grabbed his drink from the counter and walked over.

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    07 Jan 2019

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