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The face that smiles at me,will I be unable to see you again anymore?

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The Self

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the fear of being watched

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Huh?!

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Hoseok → Jack [squid game]

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min yoongi,run!

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documentation of my youth in the moment of independent phase.

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Jimin х GQ Korea

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rm-reflection

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sakura (or any) fic recs?

I've got a bunch! These have been my faves so far- and they're all pretty damn long, so they kept me company during those unhinged fanfic nights, lol. (Fair warning, some of them are M or E-rated; please be sure to read the tags carefully!)

All of them are Sakura centric too

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“7”

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right place, wrong person (2024)

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debut yoongi

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🧡💛🩷

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Kiss It Better

Kuroo who has a running joke with his friends, that when he tapes up their fingers, he also does a goofy little "kiss it better" routine. It started with Bokuto, who totally loved it, and then it made Kai smile, and then it even made YAKU laugh, so now it's kindof a habit.

Cut to Kuroo in gym 3, taping up Tsukishima's fingers. Which comes with a lot more flustered glances than usual, so Kuroo is a little distracted, and… muscle memory takes over. Kuroo is thinking about how soft Tsukishima's hair looks, and how pretty his eyes are, and the elegant shape of Tsukishima's hands, so when he finishes taping he says "There, all better," and then he lifts Tsukishima's hand to his lips and kisses the tips of his fingers.

Then he realizes what he's done.

Kuroo is so panicky-embarrassed that he freezes. But Tsukishima doesn't look mad, and he's not laughing either. In fact, he looks a little…undone, his mouth falling open and his face turning bright scarlet. Kuroo suspects that his own face is similarly red.

"Ah - sorry - I didn't, uh - that was - I mean. Ahem." Kuroo tries to make his voice sound normal. "Sorry about that. Muscle memory."

"I don't mind," Tsukishima whispers, very quickly, as though the words were getting out in spite of him.

Kuroo's eyes snap to Tsukishima's face. He also realizes that he's still cradling Tsukishima's hand in his own. That Tsukishima hasn't pulled it away.

"Oh," Kuroo manages to say. "Well. In that case. If you don't mind." He lifts Tsukishima's hand again, deliberately this time. Kisses each of his fingertips in turn. He hears Tsukishima take a shaky breath.

Who knows what would have happened if Lev hadn't chosen that moment to shout, "Are we playing or not?!"

The moment breaks; the electrical charge evaporates, and Kuroo and Tsukishima share a look of pure exasperation.

"I'm good," says Tsukishima, pulling his hand away as though everything was normal. "Thank you, Kuroo-san."

"You-you're welcome." Kuroo's voice is still rough. "Anytime."

For half a second, Tsukishima's eyes meet Kuroo's. "I might need help again after this game."

Then he smirks and walks away, leaving Kuroo to stand there as a dopey grin comes over his face.

"Well?" shouts Tsukishima, in apparent frustration. Only the mischievous gleam in his eye betrays his amusement - and maybe something else. "Are you coming or not?"

Kuroo shakes his head, but the dopey grin only gets wider. "Hell yes," he mutters, and then shouts it across the gym, "Hell yes!" He looks right at Tsukishima when he says it, and Tsukishima smiles a tiny secret smile.