MARGINS - akaashi keiji

MARGINS - akaashi keiji

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↳˳;; ❝ HAIKYUU ᵕ̈೫˚∗ (UPDATED WEEKLY) --- Margins are blank spaces of paper that words could fit into but are left blank. Instead, they serve as spaces to write comments, criticism, and opinions. Marked with red ink, breaking down sentences. An intrusion on passion poured into words that prying eyes are not meant to see. Margins are everything left unsaid. Where assumptions are made, and the silence is loud. This is a story about the space between what we say and what we mean. About the edits we make to ourselves to coexist with someone else. And when faced with a word and page limit, everything we choose to keep out. --- akaashi x fem!oc ❁۪۪ (slow burn!) --- use of profanity, sexual themes, etc. ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚. © chaos4k
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"Do you know the myth of Aristophanes? In the beginning, we had four hands, the same number of legs, two identical faces on a perfectly round neck. We attacked the gods, and they split us in two. Thus, they condemned us to seek our other half to regain our completeness." ⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶ Oikawa Tooru was a senior in high school who wanted to taste every challenge life could throw at him. Iwaizumi was a senior in high school who just wanted life to leave him alone. To Iwaizumi's great dismay, he was intimately tied to the life of a high school classmate who was far too loud, too narcissistic, too childish, too stubborn... Too much was the word that characterized him the best. If he had been given the choice, he would have chosen the opposite of these things for his soulmate. A ghostly hand had appeared on his 18th birthday, and ever since, it had guided his every decision, whether physical or emotional. For decades, a bond had been born that connected one soul to another through invisible touches. It united you with your alter ego in an unforgivable way. The principle of this connection was to make the slightest touch on one's skin feel the same intensity as on the other's. And the principle was nice... When you loved your soulmate and your soulmate loved you. ⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶⊶ Cover found on Pinterest

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