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There are a lot of differences between Yechan and Keeho.
Bookmarked by Koluw
26 Aug 2025
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1. shota/jongseob - eye contact
2. jiung/shota - teeth
3. taeyang/shota - subtop shota
4. jiung/intak - honey
5. taeyang/jongseob - breeding
6. keeho/shota - strength kink
7. keeho - biting
8. keeho/jiung - crossdressing
9. intak/shota - leashes
10. keeho/shota - breathplay
11. keeho/jiung - brat taming
12. keeho/jongseob - praise + degradation
13. taeyang/jongseob - ass eatingBookmarked by Koluw
26 Aug 2025
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Hyunjin tips his chin up, fingers firm and gentle at once, coaxing Felix to meet his eyes.
God. This is so not a good time to be floored by how stupidly beautiful Hyunjin is up close. Felix’s brain short-circuits, every rational thought slipping away.
“Lixie…” Hyunjin’s brows knit, voice steady but soft. “You could tell me the worst thing in the world, and I still wouldn’t hate you. You know that, yeah?”
Felix swallows hard, his voice trembling. “Okay… but you can’t laugh.”
Hyunjin waits patiently, his expression not wavering.
Felix’s fingers twist in his lap. “I… I had this dream. About you. And it wasn’t just a normal dream.” His voice cracks, shame flooding his cheeks. “It was… a wet dream.”
Felix had one (1) wet dream and suddenly his best friend is the hottest person alive.
Which would be fine—
if Hyunjin hadn’t immediately clocked how weird he’s acting about it.
Bookmarked by Koluw
23 Aug 2025
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Jongseob presents as an omega in an all alpha/beta group.
Or.
Jongseob fakes his presentation as a beta until he finally slips up. Tears ensue.
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- Part 1 of Pack Harmony
Bookmarked by Koluw
16 Aug 2025
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Jiung finally turned to him, his voice lower than usual. “Who is he?”
Taeyang blinked. “Who?”
“The prince.”
“Oh. The new lead. Hwang Intak, I think. They pulled him from some minor company up north. Is known to have a reputation for being precise, emotionally technical, whatever that means.”
Jiung’s gaze drifted back to the now-empty stage. Emotionally technical. That wasn’t what he saw. That wasn’t what he felt. No, this was something far more dangerous than technique. Something intuitive. Almost intimate. Jiung hadn’t written a new piece in months as nothing was worth keeping, but already, in the hollow his chest had become, a melody stirred like something waking from a long sleep.
Bookmarked by Koluw
18 Jul 2025
