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@stzfanweek day 5 - firsts
{ Reon Oohira + Nobuyuki Kai }
Married ReonKai + first time with the new uniform! I didn't know Kiniro's colors nor Reon's number so I just made them up.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
IT’S KAI’S BIRTHDAY, HERE’S A REONKAI VETERINARIAN AU
rating: g, no warnings
words: 5.8k
summary: When Kai Nobuyuki’s cat starts acting more like a demon from hell than a cherished pet, he calls Kuroo for some advice. To everyone’s surprise, it turns out well.
some twitter kiss meme fills; love my followers for catering to me
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
crossover between bandstand (the musical) and the lost boys (my shiratorizawa wwii au); first love, confrontation of uncomfortable truths, and a whole lot of swing jazz; reonkai plus shiratorizawa gen and a friendship between reon and davy; birthday present for megan @ohirareon; 6k.
excerpt:
“It doesn’t look that special,” Semi immediately says.
Reon is a very peaceful person. He’s never gotten into a fight. He’s able to resolve the most vindictive of conflicts between his friends. Hell, he’s training to be a schoolteacher. But when Semi says the Skyscraper doesn’t look that special, Reon nearly punches his friend in the face.
“It’s not the look that counts, though, right?” Yamagata says, tugging on Reon’s arm and shooting him a warning glance. “It’s the sound.”
Reon takes a deep breath, lets the tension flow out of his shoulders. “Exactly.”
As he leads his friends towards the club, more pieces of the band slowly become audible. A piano, banging out wild chords. A saxophone and trombone, trading syncopated riffs. And a trumpet, soaring above the sound like an airplane dancing with the clouds.
There’s a line to get in, which has Goshiki ooh-ing and aah-ing, and Semi and Shirabu complaining, and Yamagata pulling out a bag of chips he’d somehow stashed in his pants pocket. Reon doesn’t mind the wait (he’d be surprised if there wasn’t a wait), but every time the door opens and he catches another, louder glimpse of the music, he feels something in him itching, as though an invisible string tied him to something inside that club and he needs to follow its pull.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Wordcount: 4.3k
Rating: T
Others: Reon/Kai, established relatonship, super soft fluff
Summary: Reon clears his throat suddenly, right after they pass the old bike shop.. "Can I..." He trails off, rubbing at his neck, and they slow down a little. "Can I hold your hand?"
Kai can't help but give him an amused smile. "Yes, of course you can. What did you think I would say?"
Reon doesn't waste time in linking their fingers, and his hand feels nice in Kai's, even though they still have their gloves. "I don't know. It just felt important to ask."
Reon asks for permission. For a lot of things.
did a whole bunch of twitter rarepair requests from this rad pose meme
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by rarepairenabler aka tobioslilgiant
Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Teen Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Reon Oohira/Kai Nobuyuki Characters: Reon Oohira, Kai Nobuyuki, Shiratorizawa in general Additional Tags: Met Online AU, long distance relationships, getting together
“What is it?”
“Nothing, I just.” Kai smiles and nuzzles his nose against Reon’s. “Didn’t expect you to be so tall in person. I also wasn’t expecting—” He lifts one hand to prod his fingers against the hard muscle of Reon’s bicep.
“You weren’t expecting me to have arms?" Reon laughs. "I’m pretty sure I had arms in at least a few of the pictures I sent you.”