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  1. Public Bookmark 18

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    “Ugh, he’s so precise,” Fujitani complains, face screwing up in distaste.

    Takaoka addresses the top of that navy jean cap as he glances down, “Fujitani, that’s how you win the game.”

    “One can win without being so,” his hands flail wildly to encompasses all of it, “so boring.”

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    Fix-it fic, canon compliant, happy ending everyone deserves; served with comical situations and banter.

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    29 Oct 2025

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    đụ má quá ngon, 3 cặp t ước canon trong series 😋
    Sho simp vãi chó ai nhìn cũng biết chả mê Naoki như điếu hợ hợ ((=

  2. Public Bookmark 27

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    Kanae was reincarnated six times. Six times he fell in love with the same person, only to become obsessed, possessive, set on to make sure that his beloved would forever love him, only him.

    Kuzuha lived a long time, and over all those years, he fell in love only once. It didn't matter that Kanae didn't remember him, it didn't matter that every time he met him again, there was a high possibility he might end up locked up. The only thing that mattered in the end, was that Kanae would always take him in, accept him despite his flaws and needs.


    Kanae getting possessive over Kuzuha and making sure he remembers who he belongs to in the span of all of his reincarnations

    edit 3/2025: the description no longer fits that well but I stand by it for the first three fics
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    *The timeline, lore and anything else is based on whatever I can find about said incarnation, be it canon, fanon, headcanons, messages from others in the fandom, just whatever might slap me across the face next.

    Don't expect from me full timeline or fact please, because chances are that by the time I write another one of those, someone's new headcanon might beat me up in the back alley*

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    04 Sep 2025

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    làm ơn hãy mãi mãi bên nhau nhé

  3. Public Bookmark 28

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    She takes a few quick breaths and then manages to say, “Well, ‘cause scissoring isn’t real.”

    Yuta stops laughing. She tilts her head and lifts an eyebrow. “Who told you that?”

    Jaehyun purses her lips. This isn’t the reaction she was expecting. Yuta is far more experienced with fucking girls than Jaehyun is. Obviously, she’d know that scissoring isn’t real.

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    07 Aug 2025

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    yujae léc biên séc, hai nhỏ này chơi cắt kéo ✂️

  4. Public Bookmark 68

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    Jaehyun knew what was coming before Ten said it. "You know I hate tragic love stories. I dare you to kiss Yuta."

    "Isn't it a little late for that?" Kun's voice was drowned in the oooh's of the participants.

    "Never too late," Ten said. His eyes were two black pools of mirth. "I like happy endings."

    Jaehyun, in a daze, stood up and then sat down in front of Yuta before his better judgement caught up with him. He felt like he was on a bike, hurdling down a steep slope, and had just let go of the brakes.

    "You okay with this?" He asked Yuta. He had no clue what his face was doing, but he was trying very hard to keep his expression even. His every nerve was taut, like he was one long string, pulled too tight, stretched too thin.

    Yuta nodded mutely, and raised his face to his. Jaehyun wasn't seeing anything but him. And then he wasn't seeing anything at all, because he closed his eyes and leaned in.

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    27 Nov 2024

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    "Are you the real... one..." he tried to open his eyes to check, but they were just so heavy. So, so heavy.
    "Hm?"
    "You.... stay..."
    "Shh. Sleep, baby. I’ll stay."
    "So you're the fake...one…" Jaehyun whispered into his pillow, feeling his chest ache with a pathetic emotion he had no right to harbor for his best friend, "the real you never... calls me baby anymore,"and then he felt the hand recede and let his eyes finally fall closed.

    huhu ưtf đau vcl nhma ngon vcl thats why t thích tình đơn phương vãi lồn. thoi thì khúc sau ảnh bù đắp cho ẻm r á, ráng mà cưng aegi chây hơn đi nghe chưa a nakamoto 😇

    He could still feel Yuta's lips on his neck, gentle and hot. He turned his face into the sofa, not trusting his mouth or his eyes or his anything at all, especially not his tear ducts. Not right now. Not ever again.

    em bé cũa taooo 😭😭😭😭

    "Go shower," his voice had been quiet, too quiet, but he couldn't help it, "I'm fine, just tired, I'll sleep for a bit more if that’s okay," and Yuta had walked out of the room and had turned on the shower and had unknowingly taken ninety-nine percent of Jaehyun's broken little heart with him, wrapped in the white cotton sheets around his chest.
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    But that one percent.
    Wedged between his ribs, like a little shard of glass.
    Jaehyun wished Yuta'd taken it all.

    ê khúc này hay vãi lồn, ý là biết đơn phương đau ý mà đâu có hết thích ngta đượt đcm, e jae đúng whipped luôn á mắ, cũng dễ hiểu. cỡ như thằng cha yuta gái trai nào mà k mê 😇

    "It's past three in the afternoon, sweets. I thought you were dead."

    nói chuyện gọi ngta một đống biệt danh cỡ này hỏi sao em bé hong thích ảnh clq, thằng cha này flirty trong máu r 😇🙏

    Taeyong collapsed back into his seat. "I don't get paid enough for this. You should have just told him his dick is tiny or something."
    "His dick," Jaehyun said, "is actually pretty b-"
    "BE QUIET!" Taeyong barked.
    Jaehyun pouted. "But-"

    (((= cười ỉa, ai mượn em sửa zạy e jae, anh tí ảnh đã làm therapist free r mà còn phải nghe thằng e khen cu ghệ nó bự 😇

    Yuta threw his head back in unrestrained happiness. His pearly teeth almost glowed in the ascending darkness. "I know, I just love hearing you say that."
    Jaehyun wanted to marry him.

    đr, e jae muốn lấy ảnh làm chồng lắm r 🥰

    "You are so fucking beautiful," Jaehyun told him, trying to convey the depth of his emotion in that one wholly inadequate sentence.
    "Says you," Yuta smiled, and leaned in to kiss his forehead, then his nose, then his cheeks, and paused against his lips. "You are literally the most gorgeous human being I have ever seen." He ran a hand down his abs. Jaehyun tried not to arch up into his touch. "I'm serious."

    họ khen nhau xinh còn tao thì hạnh phúc huhu 😭😭😭😭🍒🍑🍒🍑🍒🍑

    "Shh," Yuta muttered against his lips, "baby, shh, I know you don't care right now, but we have neighbors," and then added a second finger, purely to fuck with him. Jaehyun tried to muffle a cry, he really did, but it didn't work out, judging by the way Yuta chuckled and clicked his tongue.

    chính là tao, tao là thằng hàng xóm đây 😇🫶

    That was clearly a mistake. Yuta rocked him into the bed like he wanted to fuck Jaehyun through the mattress and into the floor.

    😇 có anh chồng với sex drive như con sư tử như a yuta thì bôn chành lành e jae r chứ j nữa, em jae mà đẻ được chắc là có thêm cái NCT nữa r đó, dui he 😇

  5. Public Bookmark 12

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    When the elevator's door opens and Jaehyun's clicked on the 25, he took a deep breath, the man was hot, but maybe he was some weirdo, or he will painfully murder Jaehyun. He remembers Yuta’s face, the way his hands stroke Jaehyun's thighs, the way his lips, his plump and rosy lips ghosted close to his neck, and prays that this night he was just getting railed.

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    19 Sep 2024

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    warning có nhắc tới switch (also author cũm có viết switch nhma séc chiện này chỉ có yujae thoi hehe)

    yuta simp chếc mẹ, hồi đầu ảnh hong có biết tên e jae nên gọi ngta là peach 🤡🫨🍑

    His peach was dressed, what a pity, but Yuta’s disappointment couldn’t be less important when the only thing he could look at was the man’s eyes.

    đụ má đọc câu này nhớ tới low G…cũng muốn nhìn dú nhma chỉ thấy mắt e thoi 😌