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. flowers of death | Todoroki Shouto

you made flowers grow in my lungs, and although they are beautiful, i cannot breathe. you're going to miss me when i'm gone, [Name] thinks of saying, jokingly. Instead of giving her a stoic look, Todoroki might cry, he's been doing that a little more now, cry bitterly from his seat at the side of [Name]'s hospital bed, sobs instead of laughter, rain-clouds instead of sunshine. [Name] thinks Todoroki will miss her, but perhaps not in the way [Name] wants him to. Not in the way people miss a piece of their soul when it goes, the way people miss a lover. The boy is her best friend, the one at cause for her constrained breathing. However, that's

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. crying skies | Choi Saeyoung

Note: This one-shot is set into Saeyoung's point of view. There are also small hints of an alternate universe where the reader and Saeyoung are childhood friends and didn't meet according to the original plot. Enjoy. As I turned around to say goodbye, the skies turned a melancholic grey. A drop of water splashed on my nose, and before I could raise my hand up to wipe it away, another fell. And another. And another. And another -- the skies were crying. Even the heavens knew how I was feeling at that exact moment. She and I spent a lifetime together, and watching her leave me like this was too much for my heart to bear. She came to tell me

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. colours of love | Akaashi Keiji

[Soulmate!AU] You only see in black and white until you meet your soulmate The world was grey. It always had been for her; cold and void of any 'colour'. [Name] had grown up watching her friends gush about suddenly seeing the world as it was, how beautiful sunsets were and fields of flowers and the such. All because they had met their soul mate. No one was sure how it worked out that way. To be honest, [Name] didn't think they ever would. One day you just went about your day as usual and the next you're on cloud nine holding hands with some complete stranger and acting like you've known them for years. Just the thought of being sucked into

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. magic of the moment | Zen [Hyun Ryu]

[Name] wiggled around in bed as she slowly awoke from her slumber. Her eyes fluttered open and she took in a deep whiff, inhaling the heavenly scent of bacon and pancakes. [Name] threw back the blankets and shivered at the sudden cold. Her bare feet hit the wooden floor and she hesitated to get up out of bed, loathing the chilliness that she was sure to be met with. "Whoa, whoa, hey, whoa," Zen's anxious voice stopped her as he walked in, carrying a try with a plate of the breakfast she had smelled and a little present next to it. "I made you breakfast in bed. You have to actually be in bed for breakfast in bed. Seriously, who's ever heard

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. succor | Park Jimin

A languid sigh escaped her lips as she lay awake in her bed, the darkness seeming to absorb the sound. She shifted slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position, only to find more discomfort. It was that feeling when the sheets were too warm, when her eyes wouldn't close. She was forced to stay awake, peering into the blackness of the night, and the fears that were hidden there. Another sigh echoed in the room, this one of frustration. She flipped onto her back, a hand coming to rest on her face as she stared up at the barely visible ceiling rafters. Her nerves were frayed to the quick. In her building anxiety she constructed elabora

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. perfection is simple | 707

He puts his key in the lock and opens the door to the apartment, surprised to find it in darkness for a moment, until he hears the distinctive sound of a quiet inhalation. It's enough to recognize it. He pushes the door closed behind him and steps further into the room, trying to decide whether to flick the light on. As he reaches for the switch, the first blow hits him square in the face and he lets out a muffled oomph of air as his assailant dances back out of reach. He waits, listening, tilting his body to take the next blow against his arm as she heads for his ribs. He laughs and says, "Come on, surely you can do better than that!" There'

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. nosy bastard | Kuroo Tetsurou

“For the umpteenth time, Kuroo, I said no!” Sighing in exasperation, you tried to walk away from the persistent teen in hope you could get some work done. Being the Nekoma Volleyball manager wasn’t an easy job, but you liked observing and ensuring that everything that happened off the field went smoothly. And to your advantage, you got to spend a lot of time with the captain who also happened to be your boyfriend. However, to be blunt, he was just a pain in the ass at times, especially when he wanted to know a specific something. His stubbornness made you rethink as to why you had confessed to him in the first place. So,

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. fall for me | Oikawa Tooru

“[Name]-chan~” You heard a cheerful voice call out for you, as it was also your signal to run away. Before you even had to the chance to escape the overly childish and flirtatious captain, he had rushed over and enveloped you in a fierce hug, head turning slightly to nip at your earbud. ‘O-Oikawa, I can't breathe.’ You grunted, gasping for air, as you tried to push him away. He didn’t budge one inch, for he was far stronger than you. Letting out an exasperated sigh, you nail him in the stomach, and bolt for the door which led to the hall, your escape route already planned in your mind, as this wasn’t the