magic/fighting AU
kageyama’s boot dug into the side of tsuki’s ribs a few minutes ago, so how did they get here?
kags pinned against the dirty wall of the walled off training ground, forced to look tsuki in the eye to keep tsuki’s blade from digging into his skin,
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magic/fighting AU
kageyama’s boot dug into the side of tsuki’s ribs a few minutes ago, so how did they get here?
kags pinned against the dirty wall of the walled off training ground, forced to look tsuki in the eye to keep tsuki’s blade from digging into his skin,
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tsukishima kei is chapped lips and sly smirks and shirts that hang too loose and not long enough on his gangly sixteen year old body but tobio loves him anyway.
tsukishima worries about all this,
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tsukishima kei is chapped lips and sly smirks and shirts that hang too loose and not long enough on his gangly sixteen year old body but tobio loves him anyway.
tsukishima worries about all this,
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#影山飛雄生誕祭2024 #影山飛雄誕生祭2024 #haikyuu #kageyamatobio
#影山飛雄生誕祭2024 #影山飛雄誕生祭2024 #haikyuu #kageyamatobio
kags notices p quick and is surprised that he actually misses the nickname
kags notices p quick and is surprised that he actually misses the nickname
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“You're very skilled,” Tsuki says, looking up at Kageyama with a smile on his face, even though his arms are pinned to the floor.
kageyama scoffs. “I would hope so,” he says with so much hate that Tsukishima thinks
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“You're very skilled,” Tsuki says, looking up at Kageyama with a smile on his face, even though his arms are pinned to the floor.
kageyama scoffs. “I would hope so,” he says with so much hate that Tsukishima thinks
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they make excuses for it.
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they make excuses for it.
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archiveofourown.org/works/30833639
archiveofourown.org/works/30833639
“$200,” tsukishima says triumphantly as soon as he sits down.
kageyama raises an eyebrow. “no way.”
tsukishima laboriously pulls his wallet from his slacks and counts out the bills before putting them on the table in front of his favorite bartender. he gives
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“$200,” tsukishima says triumphantly as soon as he sits down.
kageyama raises an eyebrow. “no way.”
tsukishima laboriously pulls his wallet from his slacks and counts out the bills before putting them on the table in front of his favorite bartender. he gives
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“$200,” tsukishima says triumphantly as soon as he sits down.
kageyama raises an eyebrow. “no way.”
tsukishima laboriously pulls his wallet from his slacks and counts out the bills before putting them on the table in front of his favorite bartender. he gives
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