perceptual equivalence / aokise / ao3
fic fill for saso 2017 bonus round one (AU), for this particular prompt: aomine is a literal being made of light, and kise's wizardry tries to contain him.
The way he casually says it seems more like an omen of death rather than a simple introduction. Daiki. Wow, he's not even subtle. He isn’t holding any other weapons, but the trail of dead he’s left behind is more than enough of a threat.
Ryouta stands his ground, looking up at the Tyrant—no, Daiki—with a pleasant smile. “Yeah?”

















