raspberrykyo
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i never stopped keeping my arms open for him by raspberrykyo
Fandoms: ولاد الشمس | Welad El Shams (TV)
25 Sep 2025
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Set pretty much anywhere in the show. I didn’t have any episode in mind.
Moftah received a call from a hospital on a random evening. Welaa had been in an accident.
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- English
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- 1,186
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 3
- Hits:
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Set in episode 15.
Welaa woke up in cold sweat. He was disoriented, the memories of the nightmare overlapping with his foggy mind. -
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It’s Sunday and JK is bored.
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Our Hands (In The Dark) by shutterbugtraveler
Fandoms: 사랑의 불시착 | Crash Landing on You (TV)
12 Feb 2021
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'Se-ri’s heart stops and plunges into the depths of darkness when gentle, yet warm hands seizes her wrist and covers her mouth at the same time with a desperate intensity, to stop her from screaming, pushing her against the wall.'
An alternate scene to when Se-ri and Jeong-hyeok experiences a narrow escape from Cho Cheol-gang in the basement.
Series
- Part 5 of This Love Is Ours
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20 Jun 2026
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In The Space Between Us by Johnlockforthewin
Fandoms: Kuroko no Basuke | Kuroko's Basketball
05 May 2025
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Only the sound of their footsteps follows them for a while and it isn’t until about halfway back that Takao clears his throat. “You’re really not gonna ask?”
Shintarou glances down for a brief moment of eye contact before facing forward again. “You told me not to,” he replies.
“Well, yeah, but...” Takao hops a couple steps to catch up. “Maybe I want you to ask,” he says quietly.
OR: Takao calls a friend in the middle of the night, and Shintarou answers.
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03 Jun 2026
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“What kind of flower suits your partner the best?”
Murasakibara had to think only for a moment. It shocks everyone how quickly he had an answer.
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- Part 5 of MuraMido
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01 Jun 2026
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They sit there quietly, just side by side, the portable player between them on the couch with its aux cord plugged in and splitting off into two, an earbud in Atsushi’s right and Muro-chin’s left. It’s nice. It’s really nice. Muro-chin doesn’t talk too much so he can still really appreciate what he’s listening to, just picks up the jewel case to read the next song on the track list when the next song starts and before long, forty-something minutes have passed and it’s over.
“I enjoyed that. I need to unpack my CD’s properly too now you’ve reminded me. Thanks, Atsushi,” Himuro says with a smile, and Atsushi doesn’t know what it is, but something moves in his stomach, fluttering around. Maybe he’s hungry.
“If you want, we can listen to something again. You bring something you like next time, Muro-chin.”
“Really? I’d like that,” he replies happily, and another wave of the unknown feeling crests in Atsushi's stomach.
“Let’s go and get something to eat Muro-chin, it’s been ages,” Atsushi says, rising to his feet with a yawn, stretching out to his full height. It’s funny, Muro-chin is definitely not short when he’s next to anybody else, but next to him, he almost looks cute.
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28 May 2026
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Losing hurts, even after all this time.
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28 May 2026