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On the eve of his twentieth birthday, Taki had lain beside him on his room's felted wool carpet and nudged his shoulder."Nico, I love you," he said, like his rib cage threatened to cave in.
Nicholas, with Taki's bleeding heart squeezed in his palm, only whispered back, "You'll grow out of it."
And now onto the most terrifying part, what if Taki had done just that?
OR: Taki comes from the future to spend a week with &Team on tour, and clean his bedroom. He ends up ruining Nicholas’ life.
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- Part 1 of I knew we had it from the get-go
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“I have to pee again”, Taki announces. He clears his throat. He’s still rocking, back and forth. K looks at his penis. It twitches a little.
“Go”, K murmurs, “I’ll wait for you. I’ll dry your hair after.”
Taki is still rocking. Back and forth and back and forth. K’s heart beats with the rhythm of it. K’s heart is connected to everything Taki does.
“Come with me.”
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01 Jul 2026
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Taki sits on the shelf in the toy store, waiting for something to happen. Time moves differently for plush toys, so he's not sure how long he waits. But one day, he's bought. He's to be a gift, and Taki is given to the most beautiful man he's ever seen. When the beautiful man pulls him out of the box, he turns towards the flashing lights and all the people cheering, calling out, laughing, “This one’s so cute! I think I’m in love!"
Taki thinks he is too.
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- Part 1 of Velveteen
Bookmarked by convolutedisillusion
03 Jun 2026
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beautiful perfect sticky gooey mushy lovey adorable PLUSHIE TAKI!!!!!! hall of fame fic. thank you 😭😭😭😭😭😭
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“Of course I’d always give you what you need,” Fuma says, seriously, too dry for Maki to tell if he means… what it sounds like he means. Fuma’s always hard to read, even by his musky, turmeric scent. Mysterious as the dark side of the moon Maki sing-quotes to himself hysterically. “And I’d like to know some more about your plans. Do you want to be in your bed? In my bed? Do you want me to book a cycle hotel?”
“Uh,” Maki licks his lips. How is he having this conversation in the practice room? In front of seven members of whom at least some must be listening? But then he knows why – like Fuma says, it’s because he’s been avoiding chances to discuss this anywhere else, even though he’s the one who said he wanted to spend his first rut with Fuma.
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01 Jun 2026
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The longer that he stands there, awkwardly dawdling by the bar's exit door like a trapped moth in the floodlights, the more despondent Harua becomes at the realization that he will never get the stale stench of cigarettes out of this sweater. His nicest one, if you can believe he'd be stupid enough to wear it to something called "DUNGEON SYNTH NIGHT @ THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE!", which he, quite unfortunately, was.
Fuck, Yuma was right. He should have worn something slutty.
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11 Apr 2026