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*没有法律常识 *没有时代国家背景，有AI存在的世界 *崔尹，抗议者   *inspired by Emmeline Pankhurst's Freedom or Death speech, delivered at Hartford, Connecticut - November 13, 1913. *also this clip https://m.weibo.cn/5891950588/4874269085666038 for no apparent reason

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我和洪知秀分手了。

     今天是情人节，你当然有安排了，你的贴心py金珉奎约你度过美好的一天。你和珉奎做py也有一年左右了，你们非常合拍，什么姿势什么玩法都试过，珉奎说今晚会让你体验不一样的夜晚，你开始期待起来。 你从昨晚就开始收拾自己，美甲，SPA，洗澡 为的就是今天情人节，你穿上准备好的情趣，黑色的冰丝翻开是蕾丝，隐隐约约透露粉嫩的rt，穿上衣服喷上香水，走到镜子前检查一切，嗯…完美 金珉奎在楼下等你，看见你出来后拿出一大捧玫瑰花，你接过花说了声“谢谢” 然后金珉奎开车带你去一家情人餐厅吃饭 因为是情人节 餐厅不免爆满。但金珉奎提前预定好了包间，服务员给你们带路，你们走进金珉奎提前预定好的包间后，金珉奎帮你脱下外套放在椅子上，又拉开椅子让你坐下。点了你喜欢吃的食物 又开了一瓶红酒，服务员为你们倒上红酒后出去了。 你们举起酒杯碰杯祝对方情人节快乐，你们有一句没一句的聊着，吃的喝的差不多了，金珉奎拿了一个精美包装的盒子，打开是一项链，那银色的项链镶嵌着玫瑰石英粉的钻石，在灯光的照耀下闪闪发光，戴在你光洁的上显的更加美丽。 “喜欢吗？

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＊全文8.7k+，主奎八有澈汉提及。ABO异能，很多私设。大概是一个已经夭折的连载里反乌托邦世界观下发生的故事。 　　  

*全文1.1w+，《前男友拯救计划》的后续。依旧是破镜重圆的都市爱情故事，有点狗血有点火葬场，HE。   一句话简介：崔胜澈发现尹净汉似乎爱上了别人，为此他有点失控。    

＊全文1w+。现背，有私设，双向暗恋的炮友变情侣，双视角HE，有OOC。 　一句话简介：有一天尹净汉突然发现他能看见每个人的痛苦指数。    

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@布鲁克林剧透教授 洪知秀X你   Warning： *现背，OOC，私设 *洪知秀第一视角 *清水剧情向，部分没有事实考据，请勿当真   0. 我看到了满天飞舞的彩带和崔璨夺目的灯海，我得到了所有人的爱。 更深夜半，成员们还赖在我的房间不肯走，大有一番不醉不休今天不是你死就是我亡的气势。 我坐在一边，依旧是无奈地笑着看他们打闹，只希望酒店的墙面隔音材料够好，毕竟我不希望明天早上打开手机就看到有关SEVENTEEN被噪音投诉的娱乐版新闻。 到了几乎凌晨四点，他们才三三两两地离开了，只剩一两个实在醉得抬不动的理直气壮地霸占了我的床。 不过也好，这让我的失眠找到了推卸的对象，我从抽屉里拿出明信片，写下你的名字时有些犹豫，我害怕自己的字不够好看，落笔的时候墨水已经晕开。 可能我也醉了吧，不然我怎么会如此想你。   1.

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Jisoo contemplates how harder life gets now that fellow member Junghan continues to look more like a goddess.

Every friendship has their beginning, and Jisoo doesn't regret starting his with Junghan.    

Where everybody is wondering about Jisoo and Junghan and getting absolutely no answers.

Understanding Junhui was hard enough- it got even more complicated now that Minghao was around.

Junghan keeps a list of reasons why he should never confess to Jisoo. Jisoo disagrees with all of them. 

There's something about Hong Jisoo. There's something about Yoon Junghan.

The cute barista was going to run out of pet names eventually, but what happens then? 

Jeonghan should have learned by now that Jisoo never made a bet unless he was sure to win. 

People had wings. Casual sized wings that were usually not big enough to carry you, so you can’t exactly fly with it. It’s not exactly tangible so nobody can touch or feel it either; it’s just sort of there, attached to your back like an apparition. It showed how you feel, often times, emotions like sadness or joy could be felt through how the wings look or react to certain things. You could only see

Wen Junhui knew there was something about the boy inside his flower shop, he just couldn’t tell what, exactly.

For Minghao to be good at his job of banishing evil spirits, his demon had to be equally good at summoning them. Wen Junhui was, inexplicably, bad at his job.

A drenched figure immediately stumbled in, getting rain all over the floor that Minghao had just mopped, too. Irritated just a little bit, the vampire was about to try his best to calmly tell the customer that the cafe was closed half an hour ago can’t you read the sign outside,when he stopped in his tracks. He sniffed the air once, twice, as he watched the other boy finally get the hair out of his eyes.

He wasn’t sure when the dreams started, nor why they did, or how Minghao came to be.

Aliens. Minghao hated them. 

Mingyu never imagined those words could come from Jisoo's mouth.  

There's probably an explanation behind everything, but maybe it's better left unsaid.    

Hansol Vernon Chwe does not sing. Except maybe he does.