BellamyStilinski
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Kuroo remembers the moment fondly. They were in their second year of high school, laying on the floor of an empty classroom one night during training camp. Kuroo learned so much about him that night. He can still remember how he felt, staring at this beam of sunshine in the dark room, watching him as he spoke about everything and anything, with passion for all of it.
That’s why he knows how much having a soulmate means to Bokuto. And while Bokuto has expressed a genuine fear of never getting his soulmark, Kuroo has always done everything to reassure him that that won’t happen. Bokuto deserves the kind of love that people dream about. And Kuroo knows that it’s out there waiting for him. The universe would never disappoint its greatest creation.
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Alternatively: local university boys don't know what to do with their emotions even when the universe does most of the work for them.
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“I do,” he insists. And the desperation tears another hole right through Tooru. “Please just let me have this. Have you. If you just promise me one thing. You have to be there when I wake up. Just let me wake up next to you and then I’ll let you go again. I won’t ask you to stay. I promise.”
Tooru sniffles, but he somehow finds the strength to form a smile. It’s not fake, not completely, but he knows Hajime can still probably see everything he’s hiding behind it. “It is tradition.”
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This is a tale of kisses and holiday traditions, of falling in love and falling apart. Being strong enough to walk away, but brave enough to come back together.Loosely inspired by Taylor Swift's "'tis the damn season."
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He is running. He doesn’t know why, but he’s running. He feels like he’s trying to catch something.
It finally occurs to him when he hears himself yell, “Clarke!”
He looks through the trees ahead of him, a long path winding into an abyss, and he can see her. Blonde hair. Dark clothes. An all too familiar stance.
She seems to hear him. She turns for only a moment before taking off away from him. “Clarke!” Why is she running away? He yells again, “Clarke!” He tries to say something else, maybe: Where are you going? Please stop running from me. What are you doing? Please come home.
But all that comes out is her name. “Clarke! Clarke!” He can’t even utter a please.
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Romanti-porn comedyish future-fic thing. Of boys and rules, heroes and bombs.
Livia made this lovely cover for the story, Antonia contributed this gorgeous one and Velvetglove offered this hot number.
Bookmarked by BellamyStilinski
22 Nov 2025
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this is so fucking funny and horny but ended up so earnest and soft i’m obsessed
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Lex can't let this Cassandra thing go.
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Lex knows Clark is going to outgrow him before he outgrows Clark. Sometimes it seems that they are just delaying the inevitable.
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After Lex inadvertantly discovers Clark's powers, understandings are tentatively reached, outside problems inevitably arise and mutual satasfaction acheived.
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Clark's Kryptonian heritage, like Lex, is rich and powerful. And, like Lex, not entirely predictable. Because this is essentially a sex pollen story, issues of consent follow. Also, Lex gets beaten up, though not by Clark.