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Thanos is a mess. A former K-pop idol turned LA party boy, burning through hookups, drugs, and the last dregs of his reputation.
His management’s last-ditch plan? Nam-gyu, an experienced personal assistant fresh off the plane from Seoul. He's supposed to keep Thanos out of trouble. But the job gets complicated fast when Nam-gyu starts falling for the very chaos he was hired to control.
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- Part 1 of Starburned
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16 Aug 2025
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“You can’t be,” Thanos says, pawing at the sheets beneath him as if seeking escape. He looks really scared. It’s throwing Namgyu off. “You can’t…you’re not- What is this? What’s happening?”
“Thanos?” Namgyu asks.
Thanos’s eyes widen. “What?”
Shit. Something kind of fucked up must be happening. “You’re Thanos,” Namgyu says, not feeling all that sure of himself.
Thanos shakes his head. The hands still pawing at the sheets are trembling. “What are you talking about? No I’m not.”
Something really fucked up must be happening. “Then who are you?”
“Choi Subong.”
Fuck. Something super fucking fucked up is happening.
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16 Aug 2025
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windless nights, moonlight melts by bittersweet_serendipity
Fandoms: Squid Game (TV 2021)
10 Jul 2025
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Nam-gyu resists the urge to tell him to hurry up. The cold is unrelenting, the type that makes him want to crawl out of his own skin. The lack of clothes certainly doesn’t help with that, and while Nam-gyu can still hear the way Thanos shuffles around, there’s a primal fear within him that he’ll be left behind, tied up and defenseless.
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[The games end. The odd sense of partnership that’s unfolded between Thanos and Nam-gyu does not.]
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Try To Substitute My Dreams With You by Wyvern (Amphiptere)
Fandoms: Squid Game (TV 2021)
23 Jan 2026
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Nam-gyu's eyes shoot open and he lets out an involuntary yelp. Any ache in his body dissipates as if it were never present to begin with. Thanos is in front of him, his lips pulled back into a smile and a familiar shine in his eyes. He's pumping his fist out rhythmically to the blaring music, jerking his body around to it. Nam-gyu's heart is beating harshly in his chest and he lifts shaky hands out of his pockets to feel his pulse. His stomach doesn't hurt, his knuckles aren't bruised or covered in anyone else's blood, and most notably, Thanos is alive.
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- Part 2 of Eden's Best Fanfics
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"You know him?" Thanos asks as he tries to think of his own lyrics to go with the track that's still playing. "He produce for real, or is this a favor type thing?" Doesn't matter either way. Thanos has got a damn gift when it comes to getting people to do shit for him.
"That's the thing," Semi groans with a downright strange amount of frustration. "The guy's name is Namgyu, I'm pretty sure, and he's a composer. Like, the classical stuff at the beginning, that was his."
Thanos nods, even though he doesn't really get why she's saying this shit like she's reading him a prison sentence ending in the electric chair. "Soo...?" He asks slowly. "If he made that, he can definitely do the producing shit, too. It's just a different genre." It's true. As long as he's got an ear for what's good, and knows how to work the fancy ass machines, then Thanos should be solid.
"Well, the issue is that he would never do it," she shrugs.
"He'd do it for me," Thanos waves off. It's not even cocky or some shit. All he's got to do is hook the guy up with girls or drugs or an oil change, and he should be fine. "Why wouldn't he?"
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How Thanos and Namgyu make an album together and maybe fall in love.