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pope francis it is your moral obligation to make the entire ocean holy water. the devil cannot be allowed to surf
pope leo it is your moral obligation to make the entire ocean holy water. the devil cannot be allowed to surf
bro last night was totally redacted! last night was fully expunged from the record. bro, do you... can you remember last night? what did we do...? what did... did we hurt someone? bro? why won't you look at me? what did I do...? whose blood is this...? bro...?
i had to draw her she's so nostalgic
you haven't unlocked platonic pining yet? wow ok fake yearner
yeah Romeo and Juliet suuucks they should’ve both survived at the end and lived happily ever after instead. but of course the writer kills them both off for shock value.
They also should've been garden gnomes

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she let me hit it because...ghhhh....she let me- *pants* ughhh my head.... Why can't I remember?? Graaah [cursed pussy begins to throb]
the most fun a girl can have is finding parallels, noticing patterns, making connections, contemplating
i love these two characters. i need to trap them in a collapsed building so they can talk about their feelings as one of them slowly bleeds out.
akaashi picks at the snack bokuto brought her. bokuto started the habit back in akaashi's first year, an odd friendship started by akaashi walking into the wrong gym.
bokuto chatters away about his plans for practice in his new role as captain. he's nervous about gaining the respect of the first says, says konoha keeps teasing him about his lack of authority.
bokuto clenches his fist and proclaims, "I will be the best captain these 1st years ever see!"
akaashi can't help but giggle. she's obsessed with bokuto's enthusiasm and confidence. something she could never possess.
how could she when she can't even be positive of who she is?
akaashi takes a bite of the protein bar to hide her sudden sadness.
a quiet lapses between them as bokuto eats his own snack. a rare moment of silence that has akaashi's mind racing.
"how do you know you're a boy?"
the question leaves her mouth before she realizes it, before the thought even forms in her mind. she's left frozen, face hot.
bokuto hums. "you know, I never thought about it until recently."
and he's answering?
he continues, "my sister came out as nonbinary- oh! urg, I mean, sibling. they said they don't mind but I want to get it right." bokuto frowns and tugs at his hair. and then perks back up as he remembers akaashi's question. "oh! but I asked her- fuck! them!- about it and what made them question it. and it made me wonder, what makes me a man?"
akaashi wills herself to meet bokuto's eyes.
bokuto smiles. "it made me think. beyond this label slapped on me and my penis." akaashi can't help but wince. but bokuto continues, undeterred, "I like being a boy. I've always been described as boyish and it feels right. I like my body, I like being masculine and strong. I grew up with sisters, I was surrounded by like, feminine energy, I guess? but I've always felt, not put off by it, but different. and I appreciate women and girly things because of it. but I've had makeup and a dress on before- my sisters were evil older sisters, don't ask- and it was fun. but I was still a boy."
akaashi looks away, blinded by bokuto's bright smile.
"i hope that helps," bokuto says.
it's a lot to take in. akaashi's never been sure of herself like that. her mom always pushes her to wear dresses and to put on mascara. "a boy will never like a girl who doesn't dress up."
her mom tells her to eat less, telling her she eats like a sumo wrestler and not the lady she is. akaashi almost cries each morning when she puts on the uniform skirt for school. frowns in the mirror at her high ponytail for volleyball and the shorts that show off too much.
and god, her chest. the bane of her existence. she's tried everything she can think of just to make it smaller. and when it pushes open the buttons of her shirts, she wants to rip the shirt off and throw it to the ground.
"akaashi? you there?"
akaashi looks at the time. "I'll be late to practice. I have to go." she jumps up and sprints away, leaving bokuto in the dust.
it's a lot to take in. but when he gets home from practice, he grabs the kitchen scissors and chops off his hair in the bathroom mirror.
for the first time, akaashi texts first to bokuto.
simple, two sentences.
"I'm a boy. Call me Keiji."
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osamu has a scar on his cheek from when he and atsumu were young and atsumu threw a toy at his face in anger. suna never tells the twins, but it's the way he tells them apart when he first meets them before he gets used to their less subtle differences.
suna rubs the scar with his thumb and is like "please stop 🥺 for me" and osamu pushes him away. suna thinks it's funny
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