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“It’s yer boyfriend,” Atsumu flops onto the couch, feet hanging off the side, as he takes out his phone.
“It’s not like that,” Osamu grunts, glaring at his brother even as his heart pounds wildly in his chest. Atsumu snorts.
“I didn’t even say it was Sunarin and you still knew who I was talkin’ about. Yer so whipped."
aka- the "5 times Osamu didn't know they were dating and the +1 time Suna made sure he did" fic
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29 Mar 2025
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Jong-woo sees him everywhere.
In the midst of every crowd, the shadows of his room, the gaping maw of each alleyway. He haunts him; a phantom at his side, in his mind. Refusing to let go.
Or: no matter how far Jong-woo runs, there is no place Moon-jo cannot find him.
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14 Jan 2025
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Jong-woo isn't meant for Eden. He is meant for Moon-jo.
Or: Jong-woo agrees to live with a stranger in lieu of living at a rundown goshiwon that's seriously giving him the creeps. His new roommate is a little too friendly for Jong-woo's peace of mind. He keeps buying Jong-woo things and calling him babe. What's up with that?
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12 Jan 2025
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It’s there. Right above his heart, in neat kanji.
Miya.
Fuck.
a study in names, soulmates, and kissing in the rain
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02 Feb 2024
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sweet dreams are made of this by kurapichrollo
Fandoms: 二哈和他的白猫师尊 - 肉包不吃肉 | The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat
28 Nov 2023
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As a tenured professor of psychology at Sisheng University, Chu Wanning understood dreams to be a meaningless byproduct of the mind’s unconscious data analysis. The human brain needed to sift through the stimuli of the day, memory by memory, piece by piece, in order to function. And so, he always thought that dreams were evanescent. Unimportant. Not to be read into.
That was until he started having a rather perplexing recurring nightmare.
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07 Dec 2023