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"En el fondo sabía que aquella situación ya no era parte del protocolo, que aquello era más como una pequeña tela de araña, una trampa en la que parecía ir cayendo lentamente, a medida que iba cediendo su ética y su orgullo a los caprichos de una anomalía.
En todos sus años trabajando como ingeniero para la organización A.R.C.A., se suponía que el trato con anomalías, por peligrosas que estas fueran, era algo que para él ya se había convertido en un terreno conocido, uno en el que se desenvolvía con presunta facilidad.
Pero entonces, ¿por qué esta vez se sentía tan diferente?"
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29 May 2026
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Winter is coming, which means Donghyun’s beloved cat-human boyfriend, Dongmin, is only going to become more cat-like until the season reaches peak winter time— Christmas.
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30 days of cat hybrid taesan and his love from leehan— and maybe his love to leehan, as well.Bookmarked by Clovgi
13 Apr 2026
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Welcome to The Midnight Lotus.
From demons to werewolves, fae and everything in between. Whether you come for the music, the drinks or just a quick bite— all are welcome.
But for those with a more... discerning eye, perhaps you'll find something a little more. May it be damnation, salvation or something that you can't quite name, The Midnight Lotus will provide.
All you have to do is open the door.
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06 Apr 2026
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Between intertwined roots and flickering lights, the forest sings never heard secrets.
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08 Mar 2026
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The laundromat breathed in circles....
Dryers hummed like a distant tide, washers churned their quiet storms, and fluorescent light fell in a pale, patient wash over everything. Time seemed to loosen its grip here,coins clinked, fabric thudded, minutes slipped by unnoticed.
Taesan stood with his hands in his pockets, dark hair falling neatly against sharp, high cheekbones. There was something composed about him, something restrained, as if he were always holding himself back. His reflection hovered faintly in the glass of the washing machine door, but his eyes were elsewhere,fixed on the man a few steps away.
LeehanPretty was the easy word, but it didn’t do him justice. His hair was tied up in a loose manbun, strands escaping to brush his neck when he moved. He leaned against a washer, watching his laundry spin as though it were the most fascinating thing in the world, completely unaware, until he wasn’t. There was a quiet authority in him, an ease, a dominance that didn’t need to announce itself
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18 Feb 2026