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Hinata kept a smile as he sang, not stopping until he finished the whole song. After he did, he was about to thank everyone for the nice words when someone beyond the camera view—by now, infamously omniscient in all of his livestreams—piped in.
“Huh,” it was uttered absentmindedly, as if not intentionally said out loud. “I forgot that you can actually sing.”
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Or, the Kagehina quarantine slash live-streaming fanfiction no one asks for.
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- Part 1 of On Quarantining together...
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03 May 2026
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It's not exactly that they were hiding the fact that they had been married for about seven years now. In fact they weren't. At all. It's just that no one seemed to have caught on yet.
Or: Kageyama and Hinata may have forgotten to mention one very important part of their rivalry.
Edit: Now with a Vietnamese translation by BurnedGrass! https://archiveofourown.org/works/43498308
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02 May 2026
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Al-Haitham lets his smile soften. “What constitutes success?” he asks.
“For…?”
“For whether your work is conference-worthy.”
Kaveh frowns, thoughtful. “I don’t think there’s a scale, or anything,” he says. “It’s just hard to think myself successful when my magnum opus was built in my early twenties, and here I am — thirty-eight and counting.”
“Thirty-eight with more joy under your belt than most people create in a lifetime.”
in which al-haitham doesn't wear his headphones, for once
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23 Nov 2025
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“I’ve always loved language,” Al-Haitham argues. “Have you forgotten what I studied in school?”
Kaveh huffs out another laugh. “Of course not. How could I?”
“Then what do you mean?”
“I just– Well, honestly, you’ve never told me why you picked Haravatat, either,” Kaveh says slowly, the realization seeming to dawn on him as he speaks. “It made sense, in a way, but there had to be a reason.”
“There were a lot of reasons," Al-Haitham admits quietly.
al-haitham, deconstructed
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23 Nov 2025
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This was getting nowhere, Anaxa thought in a clinical, detached manner, as he felt Phainon's thrusts begin to slow down again, followed by a desperate, frustrated growl, barely sounding like something a human throat could produce.
It wasn't really Phainon, though, at least not the Phainon Anaxa knew and taught, but he had the same appearance, even if it was cracking away at the corners of his mouth and eyes, making his eager-to-please-puppy-face that he usually had during sex look grotesque and uncanny, which was even more noticeable now with how much his crumbling body struggled. A manic, rabid smile of pure exasperation split his lips.
"Let's try this some other way," Anaxa suggested bluntly, his voice more hoarse and fucked out than he would like it to be. It really felt like they had been going at it forever.
"No!" Phainon snapped, restlessly pulling Anaxa into his arms again, which almost made his softened cock slip out of Anaxa's exhausted body.
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13 Nov 2025