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  <title>Tsukishima Kei</title>
  <subtitle>Tsukishima Kei</subtitle>
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    <name>Tsukishima Kei</name>
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  <updated>2024-06-25T00:31:13Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:5495</id>
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    <title>Until we let the spectrum in - Nationals Final - For Beautymarker</title>
    <published>2024-06-09T00:34:18Z</published>
    <updated>2024-06-09T12:14:59Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be his breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be his feet hitting the ground. Or the ball. Or the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUKURODANI 33 - KARASUNO 31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planting hands on his hips, Tsukki stares up at the lights. Unable to move, think, hear anything but echoing thunder. &lt;i&gt;Boom. Boom. Boom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's over. It's over. It's over.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=5495" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:5187</id>
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    <title>Another day, another orbit - For Hitachiin</title>
    <published>2023-09-27T15:04:57Z</published>
    <updated>2023-09-27T15:04:57Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font face="courier"&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier;"&gt;getting lunch with Yamaguchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face="courier"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's time before &amp;quot;The thing I'm not supposed to know about&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's the deal. Around every September 27th, Kei sets aside his laser perception. Ignoring the extra packages, Kaoru's workroom staying locked. Never mind Yamaguchi visiting. It's the middle of Senior year and his school's in Kyoto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the price of having a birthday. And a party-obsessed Fianc&amp;eacute;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=5187" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:4945</id>
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    <title>I didn't come to wave or take pictures - For Fragrant_Hitachiin</title>
    <published>2023-06-06T21:41:04Z</published>
    <updated>2023-06-15T01:00:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Most paparazzi keep away from Kei. Hitachiin Legal loves a restraining order, and that&amp;rsquo;s enough for a semi-normal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But public games are public, and Kei spots at least three in the stands. Nondescript hair, clothes, faces. So plain they &lt;i&gt;scream&lt;/i&gt; among the colorful crowd. One even has the nerve to smile, when he catches Kei&amp;rsquo;s glare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhaling, he shuts them out. Settling into the tempo of his team. The rhythm and flow of defense, rising to a higher crescendo each time. It feels &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;. Kei's spent four years building with Todai, and they're contenders for Nationals. Maybe even favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the paparazzi with their gossip and grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=4945" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:4819</id>
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    <title>Don't Mind, Don't Mind - For Seters</title>
    <published>2023-06-04T22:37:51Z</published>
    <updated>2023-06-05T11:51:58Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="https://bakerstreet.dreamwidth.org/8847688.html?thread=3766598728#cmt3766598728"&gt; From here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="courier"&gt;Maybe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kei then adds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="courier"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to try asking?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's best to make the flirting obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=4819" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:4401</id>
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    <title>I'll still be here in the morning - Merm AU - For Fragrant_Hitachiin</title>
    <published>2022-02-09T01:09:57Z</published>
    <updated>2022-02-09T22:46:09Z</updated>
    <category term="merm au"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Kaoru. &lt;em&gt;Hey. Kaoru.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; min-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;Whether or not Kaoru responds, he&amp;rsquo;s getting a damp, cranky mass of Mimi rolled into him. Then Kei flops onto the sand. Cradling his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; min-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Your turn,&amp;rdquo; he groans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; min-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;Aside from the surprise egg, Mimi&amp;rsquo;s been an easy time. Until a week ago. She&amp;rsquo;s not the &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; hatchling to start growing into her colors, but she is the &lt;em&gt;loudest&lt;/em&gt;. Railing at the itch of new scales. Both out loud and mentally.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;She's miserable - So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;everyone else will be too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kei could respect that level of petty, in a different life. One where he's &lt;em&gt;slept&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;in the last... day? Two days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; min-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;Papaaaaaa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;Mimi whines. Already reaching for him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=4401" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Thread Tracking</title>
    <published>2021-01-31T13:03:32Z</published>
    <updated>2024-06-25T00:31:13Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;An arbitrary and absolutely non-comprehensive list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://saltinourstars.dreamwidth.org/4164.html#cutid1"&gt;Tch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=4164" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:4026</id>
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    <title>For Nyctea - Never miss a play, though you make quite a few</title>
    <published>2021-01-10T11:56:28Z</published>
    <updated>2021-01-10T12:02:11Z</updated>
    <category term="bokuto kotaro"/>
    <category term="tsukishima kei"/>
    <category term="haikyuu"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">((From &lt;a href="https://bakerstreet.dreamwidth.org/6822155.html?thread=3006498571#cmt3006498571"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At least Bokuto doesn't &lt;em&gt;carry &lt;/em&gt;Tsukki out. Is this a relief or regretted? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future Tsukki will have to decide that.&amp;nbsp;The one not swept along by the wave of contact and heat and alcohol. And Bokuto. Who spins the world upside down just by existing. Ever since high school. You'd think you'd get used to it. Eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except here they are. Absolutely going to the car for explicit purposes. After making out in front of an &lt;em&gt;entire club&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You're never getting that shirt back.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This observation comes out with a laugh. Silver from the January cold.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=4026" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:3702</id>
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    <title>Overflow / PSL 2</title>
    <published>2020-12-10T23:06:41Z</published>
    <updated>2021-04-05T21:46:06Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Continued nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=3702" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>You're my moon we go round and round. -For Fragrant_Hitachiin</title>
    <published>2020-12-08T14:08:44Z</published>
    <updated>2020-12-08T14:09:42Z</updated>
    <category term="orange dinosaurs"/>
    <category term="kaoru"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kei forces his foot still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takes a breath. In and out. There's not a single hitch. Good. That's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its taken three &lt;em&gt;weeks&lt;/em&gt; to get this far.&amp;nbsp;Right now he can't even run a mile. Forget playing full sets. So he's stuck sitting on the bench.&amp;nbsp;His coaches understand. His teammates understand. Everyone just keeps saying 'Get healthy.' 'Rest up.' 'We've got this.' &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Tsukuba's coming up. Last year's champions. The team they &lt;em&gt;have to beat&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and he's left the defense full of holes...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kei turns back to the stacks of binders. Determined to find some kind of answer, buried in the stats and notes. He can give Todai his mind.&amp;nbsp;Even if his body won't cooperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=3549" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>I need time to stop moving I need time to stay useless  - For Fragrant_Hitachiin</title>
    <published>2020-08-10T14:09:47Z</published>
    <updated>2020-08-10T14:09:47Z</updated>
    <category term="orange dinosaurs"/>
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    <category term="ouran host club"/>
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    <content type="html">Kaoru's phone beeps early on Friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="courier"&gt;Can we do next weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might have a cold&lt;br /&gt;Don't want you catching it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent enough. Except 'Might' is 'Definitely' and 'Cold' is 'Flu From Hell.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kei has been dragging himself along for... two days now? Three? Mostly through stubbornness. His body's tangled into one big knot, muscles creaking with each step. Every strand of &lt;em&gt;hair&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decongestant ran out yesterday. Tissues this morning. Kei actually swiped a toilet paper roll from the bathroom. Low, but better than dripping through the Physics lecture. He still nearly falls asleep. Jolts awake with a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants his mother. To be home. Taken care of, like all the other times he's felt awful, been put to bed. That is eight hours away and she has work. Kei is an adult now. Adults handle things like this. So he shoves the lump in his throat back down. A dizzying wave that is both homesickness and nausea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the haze, asking for help doesn't occur. Though it should. His roommate asked twice if Kei would be okay, by himself. They'd been waved off. Told to go home for the weekend, like they'd planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least they are on practice break, this week.)&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=3189" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Just blame the limelight - For Fragrant_Hitachiin</title>
    <published>2020-04-29T19:25:45Z</published>
    <updated>2020-04-29T19:38:16Z</updated>
    <category term="karos"/>
    <category term="ouran host club"/>
    <category term="haikyuu"/>
    <category term="tsukishima kei"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;;"&gt;The birthday passed quietly. Kaoru managed to get a whole museum to themselves, but compared to his &lt;em&gt;usual&lt;/em&gt; schemes? Restrained. And it was nice. Walking hand in hand, not having to fight crowds to see the dinosaurs. Kei actually smiled. The entire time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when Kaoru announced that the newest triceratops skeleton had been donated in Kei's name.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At least he didn't have it installed in the Tsukishima's back yard.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;Turning eighteen never seemed very significant. After all, Kei would still be in school. Still gearing up for playoffs. Age wouldn't affect the day-to-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;Then it starts to sink in. What &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; different - a direct connection one of the fashion world&amp;rsquo;s up-and-coming phenomenons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;What it means being an &lt;em&gt;adult&lt;/em&gt; and dating said phenomenon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;At first, it&amp;rsquo;s just a few weird pings on social media. Probably his idiot teammates, or other players. They&amp;rsquo;re not even good shots. Kei puts them out of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-kerning: none"&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s less of a joke when he&amp;rsquo;s leaving the house, and a flash goes off in his face. Blinding bright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stumbles back, hand thrown up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=2907" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:2681</id>
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    <title>What's a fire and why does it (What's the word?) - for Fragrant_hitachiin</title>
    <published>2019-05-10T11:59:43Z</published>
    <updated>2019-05-10T12:00:28Z</updated>
    <category term="ouran host club"/>
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    <content type="html">The water does not move in this box. Except when Tsukishima flips his tail. Desperate to see bubbles, feel the smallest ruffle against his gills. How long has it been? A full moon cycle? Longer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the tide, there's no way to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visitors are awful. Humans wandering in and out at all hours. Staring. Tapping on the glass. There's at least a cave to hide in, though jamming his whole body in there leads to cramps. Which perhaps is the idea. Driving him back out into the open to stretch. Swim in circles, gold scales flashing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Though the tank is the size of a small swimming pool, what is that compared to the &lt;em&gt;ocean&lt;/em&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one in particular who is always there. Wearing what looks like a coral reef on their head, escorting the others.&amp;nbsp; Though Tsukki has not &lt;em&gt;chosen &lt;/em&gt;to speak, he understands the words. They are always about price and color, his size. Apparently he 'belongs' to this Reef-Head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is the worst of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=2681" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:2314</id>
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    <title>Something unpredictable but in the end it's right - for Fragrant_hitachiin</title>
    <published>2018-10-31T12:49:14Z</published>
    <updated>2018-12-09T16:29:22Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Karasuno High hums after the ceremony. People meeting up with families, younger students saying goodbye to the graduates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loudest ruckus of all comes form the volleyball club. It's been a wild run. Rocketing from nobodies to multiple tournament wins - plus two National titles. No longer Fallen Crows, but Soaring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last of the group who turned it all around. The first years grown into Seniors, carrying diplomas instead of fears, grudges, worries. Hinata, their own Little Giant, laughs in delight. Hanging off of Kageyama and telling him to smile. Yamaguchi, ever the suffering Captain, tries to break it up. But only half-heartedly. Yachi keeps swiping at her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Kei tolerates hugs, back claps. He helped build this team, after all. Will even freely admit being proud of it.&amp;nbsp;There's a few few more digs on his juniors, of course. Telling them not to mess it up next year. This gets a rueful &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Tsukki!&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt; from Yamaguchi. But as the (former) Vice Captain, it's his &lt;em&gt;job&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, Kei disengages. Scans the milling crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=2314" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:2189</id>
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    <title>Don't threaten me with a good time - For Fragrant_hitachiin</title>
    <published>2018-07-22T11:20:46Z</published>
    <updated>2018-07-22T11:21:32Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;[Kei ignores the first buzz of the phone. And the second. He's going to see Kaoru in a few minutes, and it's fun to get him riled up sometimes. Besides, this is a &lt;a href="https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=QHqGPsYxcNM"&gt;new song.&lt;/a&gt; It deserves attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by the seventh text? Okay, that's getting ridiculous. Kei scowls and digs out the phone to find a string of... SOS messages? Whatever's wrong, Kaoru sounds &lt;i&gt;panicked.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="courier"&gt;What's going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you okay?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=2189" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:1941</id>
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    <title>Hey can you come-a come out and play - for Horned_Owl</title>
    <published>2018-02-02T15:33:13Z</published>
    <updated>2018-02-03T15:10:25Z</updated>
    <category term="tsukishima kei"/>
    <category term="haikyuu"/>
    <category term="featherbrain"/>
    <category term="bokuto kotaro"/>
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    <content type="html">Maybe Bokuto should have suspected something when Akaashi actually &lt;em&gt;volunteered &lt;/em&gt;for an extra Sunday practice. Or when he calls off sick. Insisting Bokuto should go anyway, that he'd send someone else over. That's just what a good assistant captain would do, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the very least Bokuto should have registered it's March 14th. White Day. When gifts are given in return for Valentine's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, in Tsukishima's case, payback. Same difference. So he gets to be dressed in good clothes, sweater and dark jeans, waiting outside Fukurodani. Smirking at the sweats Bokuto probably arrives in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Wow. Is this really how you're going to dress for a date?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=1941" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:1658</id>
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    <title>Like a sword needs a whetstone - For horned_owl</title>
    <published>2017-10-22T12:20:48Z</published>
    <updated>2017-10-22T12:21:41Z</updated>
    <category term="haikyuu"/>
    <category term="tsukishima kei"/>
    <category term="bokuto kotaro"/>
    <category term="his dark materials"/>
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    <content type="html">Kei Tsukishima is a second son. Destined for a scholar's life, not a title. Libraries and not battlefields. Yet here he is. Dragged through the muck and blood. Taken hostage, legs cramping from hours of forced march. His &amp;quot;hosts,&amp;quot; a pack of Lannister soldiers, appear to be lost.  Wandering further and further north. Arguing as flecks of snow begin  salting their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems Destiny is not on Kei's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sighs. Leans against a tree to snatch rest while he can. Trying to ignore the cold eating deeper into his bones. Winter is a hungry beast, and this isn't even &lt;em&gt;proper &lt;/em&gt;Winter. Only the advance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashtaril, his daemon, huddles against Kei's neck. Offering what little comfort she can with her small frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;quot;We should have made you a bear,&amp;quot; Kei muses. Gets a rueful &lt;em&gt;caw &lt;/em&gt;in return. The crow is perfect for them, in truth. Flying from one clever idea to the next. But right now? He might trade it for being slower, brutish, the sort of person whose daemon has &lt;em&gt;fur&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=1658" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:1368</id>
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    <title>If it feels like falling you probably already fell - for horned_owl</title>
    <published>2017-09-15T12:39:10Z</published>
    <updated>2017-09-15T20:25:30Z</updated>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">Karasuno's come a long way from the &amp;quot;fallen rivals&amp;quot; no one could be bothered to practice against. Since they've qualified for Nationals, there have been several requests for scrimmages. Then Fukurodani asked for an entire &lt;em&gt;weekend&lt;/em&gt;. Coach Ukai jumped on that one. True, they're competition. But after the improvements from Tokyo Summer Camp? Who knows what could come out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is. Crows vs. Owls. They've finished up their first joint practice and everyone's chattering. Excited about tomorrow's scrimmage, trading insults and tips. Tsukki wipes the sweat from his face, satisfied with the practice. Maybe even smiling a little. Definitely about the blocks, though. Nothing to do with any spiky-haired loud-mouths hooting around the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the fact Bokuto's sleeping at his house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Their school isn't set up for overnight guests. Solution? The Fukurodani players are staying with the Karasuno families.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=1368" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:1026</id>
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    <title>Open Post</title>
    <published>2017-09-04T11:37:10Z</published>
    <updated>2017-09-04T11:37:10Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="courier"&gt;This is Tsukishima, leave a message.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=1026" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:1013</id>
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    <title>Overflow/ PSL</title>
    <published>2017-08-27T15:25:58Z</published>
    <updated>2017-09-23T11:34:05Z</updated>
    <category term="haikyuu!!"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;That's the moment you'll be hooked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=1013" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:623</id>
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    <title>Preferences/ Character Info</title>
    <published>2017-08-15T00:41:46Z</published>
    <updated>2024-06-09T12:17:51Z</updated>
    <category term="tsukki"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Stuff to Know!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am ANIME ONLY, and have seen &amp;quot;Battle of the Trash Heap.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future AUs are great but please don't confirm Spoilers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://saltinourstars.dreamwidth.org/623.html#cutid1"&gt;Start feeling like I actually have to try&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=623" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2017-08-04:3255814:321</id>
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    <title>Kinks List</title>
    <published>2017-08-15T00:37:02Z</published>
    <updated>2021-03-07T14:22:54Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://saltinourstars.dreamwidth.org/321.html#cutid1"&gt;Don't make me read your mind/ You should know me better than that&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=saltinourstars&amp;ditemid=321" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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