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  • 나란히 ✦ side by side by toutallyahoe
    toutallyahoe
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    ❝ im trying to be content just by being side by side with you... ❞ ━ in which sung jin-woo realizes he is in love with his best friend since high school, yang [name], and decided to keep his feelings quiet in fear of rejection and just tries to feel content being side by side with [name] but how long will jin-woo be contented being side by side with his best friend with no other feelings attached other than platonically? ❨ solo leveling ❩ ❨ sung jin-woo ❩ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ᵗᵉˣᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸʳⁱᵍʰᵗ © ˢᵒᵈᵃᵖᵒᵖʷʳⁱᵗᵉˢ ™ ²⁰²⁰ ˢᵒˡᵒ ˡᵉᵛᵉˡⁱⁿᵍ ⁽ʷᵉᵇ ⁿᵒᵛᵉˡ⁾ © ᶜʰᵘᵍᵒⁿᵍ & ⁽ʷᵉᵇᵗᵒᵒⁿ⁾ ʳᵉᵈⁱᶜᵉ ˢᵗᵘᵈⁱᵒ ™
  • 𝐓𝐎𝐏.𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 by Whore4koi
    Whore4koi
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    The title gender neutral male female readers welcomed Btw I created this this for shits a giggled
  • 幸運な ✦ lucky by toutallyahoe
    toutallyahoe
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    ❝ man, you're so lucky to have such an amazing boyfriend mattsun! ❞ ━ in which everyone always says that matsukawa issei was so lucky to be dating [last name] [name], the well-known and well-love (second to oikawa tōru) student council president of aoba johsai and on other times, issei would've joked that it would be the opposite really as [name] was a clean freak, a no nonsense person and a top student who was also absolutely stubborn to take breaks even if he needed too but you know what? they're absolutely right ❨ haikyuu!! ❩ ❨ matsukawa issei ❩ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ᵗᵉˣᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸʳⁱᵍʰᵗ © ˢᵒᵈᵃᵖᵒᵖʷʳⁱᵗᵉˢ ™ ²⁰²⁰ ʰᵃⁱᵏʸᵘᵘ!! © ʰᵃʳᵘⁱᶜʰⁱ ᶠᵘʳᵘᵈᵃᵗᵉ
  • Pathetic by neesu0
    neesu0
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    He was supposed to be untouchable-cold, precise, impossible to break. But somehow, piece by piece, Levi Ackerman let his guard down around you. What started as fascination turned into need, and that need became devotion. Now he waits, kneels, obeys. You pull the strings, and he doesn't ask why. It's not love-not exactly. It's something darker. Something he can't name. And even as you walk away, he stays exactly where you left him. Still yours. Always.