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  1. Public Bookmark 30

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    "Y-your 'mark'," he starts right before he stumbles, tripping over a branch just to play it off cool by leaning against a nearby tree. You snort at the display. He's not very subtle. He crosses his arms over his chest, now blocking your path forward. "Where is it?"

    "You're being so obvious, y'know that?"

    "And so what if I am? I want to know."

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    The flowers lead him to you.

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    05 Jul 2026

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    “We’re dead” is the first thing Momo says to her when she opens the door, and it’s somehow more beautiful than any lyric from Kyouka’s favorite song.

    “Yeah, like, on the inside and stuff,” she replies.

    Yaoyorozu Momo and Jirou Kyouka have to define what courage means to them or risk failing All Might’s class. Forgetting about their project until 10 hours before it’s due feels like the right answer.

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    25 Aug 2024

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    ' "No, no, listen to this - choose All Mighties for your all-nighter!” Momo says in a fake announcer voice, actually snorting at the end of her sentence.
    Kyouka’s jaw drops.
    That was the cutest freaking thing she had ever heard.' - Momo/Jirou pulling an all-nighter for their presentation. 10/10. Has humor, fluff, and a beautiful description of what courage is. (Made me tear up a little bit)

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    "Hyung?" Ivan asks, head tilted. His eyes are deep and knowing.

    Till presses down on the button in front of him without dropping Ivan's eyes.

    "Wanna go get a drink?" Till asks.

    The mic clicks off.

    In the ensuing silence, Ivan's face does something that sends a trickle of fear down Till's spine. Till shivers. Ivan’s smile spreads crookedly across his features, like it's been cut into his face with shears.

    "Yes," Ivan says, "I would like that very much."

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    A jutsu accidently leaves ANBU Captain Itachi and medic-nin Sakura swapped into each other's bodies for three weeks. Sakura gleefully makes the stoic Uchiha prodigy look unhinged—smiling, hugging Sasuke, proposing ANBU wellness programs. Itachi politely ruins her life by optimizing everything and accidentally revealing her crush on him at girls' night.

    By the time they switch back, the village thinks they've both lost their minds, and they've gained an inconvenient attraction to each other. Turns out organized chaos and emotional availability make for excellent relationship compatibility—especially when one wants to be a stay-at-home husband and the other is happy to be the breadwinner. Now Sakura just needs to establish firm boundaries about Itachi's tendency to weaponize therapy against anyone who insults their hypothetical future family.

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    01 Feb 2026

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    ' "You organized the morgue."
    "It was inefficient."
    "Sakura. People don't organize the morgue for fun."
    Itachi had declined to comment that he'd actually found it quite satisfying.' - Hilarious comedy while not feeling out of character (eventhough they behave out of character) (get it? Because they switched bodies? Everybody in the naruto verse thinks they behave out of character? No...okay)

  5. Rec 69

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    Does it make him lesser, that these advances don’t ignite hunger and flattery but revulsion? That the heat curling in his belly isn’t desire but disgust? Or does it make him greater, that he does not stoop, does not prowl, does not take, like a less scrupulous man might?

    But what does it matter—lesser, greater—when the result is the same? When he is still here, nursing a drink in the dim fugue of a bar too loud, too young, too dizzying with its perfume of cheap liquor and cheaper thrills. When he is still a man past his prime, not the wolf but in fact seated among them, and though he does not salivate, does not sink his teeth into the softness offered up to him, the very fact of his presence damns him all the same.

    Because what else could a man like him be doing here, if not waiting to be fed?

    And then there's you.

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    Desire, when denied, does not disappear. A chance meeting with a stranger becomes an unscratched itch, and Higuruma is nothing if not a man who will torture himself about it.

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    02 Mar 2026

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    'Instead, he’d come here. Because it was Friday.
    And no matter how long the week, no matter what fresh hell he’d had to wade through to get there, Friday meant you.' - I wanted stupid smut, so why the fuck am I reading some of the most poetic descriptions of yearning??