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“O-oh,” Asahi stammers. “I, um, forgot we ordered that.”
“Asahi-saaaaan.” Noya turns around, bright grin widening when he sees how pink Asahi’s cheeks have turned. “No you didn’t! We were just talking about it two days ago!”
Asahi’s blush deepens and he covers his face with his hands.
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01 Mar 2026
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His exhale comes from his diaphragm, an open-mouthed hiss that Asahi sometimes hears in the heartbeat-long pauses that occur during matches—a sound that says that Noya's body is moving on sheer instinct.
(Or: Nishinoya rides the D train, ft. riding/size/voice kink)
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27 Feb 2026
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Jason sizes Drake up. He’s short. Shorter than Jason would expect for a highly rated security professional. He’s thin and lithe, and honestly Jason’s not sure he trusts a bodyguard who doesn’t have any visible scars. Drake’s features are soft, slight. Hair swooping, artfully tousled, to frame his face. He’s cute, attractive. He also doesn’t look like he can bench more than a hundred pounds. If Jason did have a stalker, which he doesn’t, he doubts Timothy Drake could do anything about it.
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23 Feb 2026
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"Significant pulmonary contusion and multiple rib fractures, and there's very likely a subdural hematoma in there too,” Garcia says grimly, sounding like she's citing it to herself rather than to anyone else in the room. “We’re lucky it's most probably small, but given her fluctuating GCS it still concerns me quite a bit. Also, besides the shard of metal, the bruising and swelling along her abdomen suggests the possibility of internal bleeding as well, but we need to get in the OR to fully evaluate the severity of it."
“Jesus King,” he murmurs. “You were supposed to have the day off.”
or: there's a car accident on mel's day off. she ends up at the pitt anyways.
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21 Feb 2026
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“Mel.” Frank sounds tense and serious. She doesn’t like when he’s tense and serious, especially not when she thinks that it might be because of her - why else would he not reply to her picture? “What are we doing?”
“We’re - we’re trading pictures, Frank, like we said we would -”
“Yeah, I know, but… are you seriously gonna tell me that you’re not sending ones where you look hot on purpose?”
The air leaves her lungs in a large, violent breath. She feels like she’s been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Or like she’s been caught leaving secret, encoded messages on a post-it note inside the lid of the cookie jar without telling anyone the post-it note or even the cookie jar itself is there. She wanted to take cute pictures to send to him this week in the hopes that he would like them, but she didn’t know that he noticed how hard she was working for it, didn’t realize that he realized - oh, God, is her new push-up bra that obvious?
“I’m not - I didn’t - um -”
“Are you alone right now?”
“Yeah, I’m alone.”
Frank sighs on the other end of the line, and she waits patiently for it all to come crashing down.
“What are you wearing?”
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07 Feb 2026