BlessingOfTheMoon
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Akaashi Keiji was a lot of things, depending on who you asked.
A brilliant student. A failed son. The boy Bokuto Koutarou had loved since the beginning.Akaashi Keiji doesn't know who he is, but he's trying.
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Trust Me, I'm an Alchemist by metisket
Fandoms: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime), Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga
18 May 2020
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In which Yuri Plisetsky began life with the name Edward Elric, and this has made the world of figure skating a significantly stranger and more alarming place.
“Are you saying you lived a life of crime before you began skating?”
“I’m gonna have to check the statute of limitations on a couple things and get back to you on that.” -
and you took me back home by IceImagines
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
18 Feb 2021
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He Xuan squeezes his hand, and for a little while they’re quiet. When they’ve almost reached the gates of the manor — no longer underwater the way they once were — He Xuan speaks up again.
“You know, since you came here, everything has become... lighter.”
“Lighter?”
He lifts his shoulders, looking a little sheepish. “I don’t know how to explain it. It’s like the clouds aren’t heavy like they used to be. And the forest isn’t as dark and the waves aren’t as rough. Even the cries of the seagulls seem gentler.”
Shi Qingxuan and He Xuan navigate the waters of their rebuilt relationship.
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- Part 2 of meet me back by the sea
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“How was it?”
“He’s an idiot. As I suspected.”
“That sucks.” There’s no need for half-baked shock or sympathy. Kiyoomi wouldn’t appreciate it, and besides: Atsumu’s decision to keep his piss-colored hair for the past two years doesn’t really indicate stellar intelligence.
“But he’s a good kisser.”
“That’s good,” Motoya nods, and then the chip he’s munching on is slipping down the wrong pipe. “Wait, what the fuck?”
On growing up and out, through the eyes of Komori Motoya.
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The mystery athlete gives Kiyoomi a once over in the mirror. “Yer pretty tall,” he observes. The twang of an accent rasps low in his throat. His brazen eyes drift to Kiyoomi’s legs, and something like exhilaration glints gold in his gaze. “Good quads, too. Ya ever played volleyball?”
Ah. So it’s volleyball.“I’m a dancer. Ballet and contemporary, mostly.”