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Kuroo bought chocolates for someone. Expensive, fancy, best-ever-made chocolates. And he got flustered about it. Which means it’s not just for himself or to share with the team or something. He’s going to give it to someone. The pieces begin to fall into line in Kenma's head.
It's Valentine's Day.
Kuroo bought fancy chocolate.
Kuroo’s going to give someone real Valentine’s chocolate.
Kuroo likes someone.Kenma turns over in bed, feeling kinda nauseous. Must have eaten too many sour gummies.
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beyond the boundless destiny by expensivesushi
Fandoms: IDOLiSH7 (Video Game), IDOLiSH7 (Anime)
26 Feb 2023
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Haruka’s honestly starting to doubt whether his coworker Nanase’s so-called ‘new friend’ even actually exists. Given that Nanase has proven himself incapable of going a day without mentioning this mysterious ‘Sougo-san’, Haruka would have expected him to stop by the cafe at least once by now. Sougo-san is apparently so cool and smart and kind and seems to monopolise Nanase’s time outside of work these days. He’s some kind of songwriting genius, according to Nanase, and they’ve apparently formed some kind of musical partnership. As far as Haruka’s gathered from Nanase’s excited ramblings, their plan is something like this:
1. “Sougo-san” (who may or may not be a real person) writes songs
2. Nanase sings them
3. ????
4. Profit---
It feels strange to say, but Sougo has found himself happier in death than he ever was in life.
It took a while to get used to. The whole being a ghost thing.
Sougo tries not to think about those early days. The fear and confusion and all-consuming loneliness.But then he met Riku.
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必然
ひつぜん
hi/tsu/ze/n
inevitability
A naturally foreordained event. A state in which all other outcomes are impossible.---
It had to be Iwa-chan, just like it had to be Tooru.
Snapshots of Tooru and Hajime throughout the years. -
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To the surprise of precisely no one who had ever met him, David Rose held strong opinions on the topic of colour.
Blue was David Rose’s least favourite colour. This opinion he held strongly, an unwavering facet of the armour that was his carefully curated persona. David didn’t sleep on couches. David didn’t like children. David hated the colour blue.
Until one day, he realised, he didn’t.
What was he supposed to do now?