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Life is hell, and then you die.
Minho's story is already written, his life spent longing for his fated mate and then death with a sword in his hand. He expects nothing else. This life's journey is nothing but a series of hits to his soul. It doesn't matter that he is the strongest or the fastest. He can only fight and run for so long.
But what if his story was rewritten? What if bottomless brown eyes and the kindest smile he’s ever seen, took the map of his life and redrew the lines? How would his story end? Where would the map lead? To happiness… love? Home?
And if that home was threatened… he would burn the world to save it.
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He doesn’t think whatever he and Jisung has counts as love. He’s never experienced it, but something about the word tells him love is supposed to be equal, balanced, and tender. Instead, he has a power struggle where he’s been asked to give everything he has...
________With silent tears Jisung rests against the oak door and prays. Dear Gods, may I take all of his pain and return it in love...
(Badass War General omega Lee Know is in an arranged marriage to sweet and kind alpha Han Jisung... he is not happy about it)
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After the brutal assassination of his father, Chan inherits leadership of The Fang Syndicate, the largest and most feared gang in Seoul. But his hopes for a more peaceful, less violent future are thrown into chaos when he discovers a battered rival gang member, Felix, locked in a holding cell in the basement. With tensions running high and the threat of a gang war looming, Chan knows he must return Felix if there's any hope of avoiding an all-out conflict.
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- Part 1 of Ink and Ichor
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Jisung needs to find a rebound after his latest breakup. He needs to prove himself that he can still be intimate, still be good at sex, after the betrayal.
So, with the help of Felix, he sets up an account on Grindr and starts looking for his redemption booty call.Series
- Part 10 of 4th Gen Ace
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I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue
And it's hey to the starboard, heave-ho
Look out, lad, a merman be waiting for you
In mysterious fathoms below
Fathoms below, below
From whence wayward westerlies blow
Where swimming is king and the merpeople sing
In mysterious fathoms below
Heave-ho, heave-hoA Little Mermaid rewrite… kind of.
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- Part 8 of 4th Gen Ace
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Jisung's life could now be described in two eras: pre- and post- the night he decided to take a taxi to the work gala so that he wouldn’t show up drenched from the pouring rain outside. Instead his taxi had taken a risky turn and gotten rammed by a city bus speeding by in the storm and he’s shown up to the hospital instead, drenched in blood.
An extremely slow burn romance.
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- Part 6 of 4th Gen Ace
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Jisung doesn’t recover like Felix did, doesn’t move on and he can’t figure out if he was born broken, or was made to be so. Maybe if he had been born normal, whole, he wouldn’t have to fight so hard to be alive.
Or, Jisung is a sex-repulsed asexual without the language or context to understand it.WARNING: this story opens right in the middle of a sexual assault. Make sure you’re in the right headspace for it. Also has mentions of suicidality and extensive references to ace people being broken/deficient.
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- Part 2 of 4th Gen Ace
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“I’m going to fuck him.” Changbin tells Jisung, staring at something, probably someone when he thinks about it, in the crowded club.
“Ok.” Jisung intones, voice bland. Changbin does that sometimes, he’s a very visually oriented person so he’ll just see someone and announce his intentions to whoever is nearby.
They’re going on stage in ten minutes though, and they have to meet up with Chan basically right now to get their mics. Changbin’s sexual overtures are going to have to wait.Series
- Part 1 of 4th Gen Ace
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“Want me to knot you?”
Jisung freezes.
Reboots. He forgets everything that was on his mind: grades, thesis paper, finals, everything.
He still hasn't forgotten the first time Minho suggested this. Still thinks it's a fever dream he conjured up even though he woke up the next morning with Minho curled up beside him with the alpha's cum leaking out.
But they never spoke about it. Went about life like it's normal to knot and be knotted by your best friend and it did feel normal.
Jisung just thought it would never happen again.
“Yes please.”
Jisung doesn't know why he doesn't shy away or say no or laugh like it's a big joke and then continue eating.
The thought of Minho's knot being stuffed inside him again is the only thing racking his brain now.
Minho smiles and reaches over to tickle the underside of Jisung's chin, “Good boy. So polite.”
Knot-sitting between friends is completely normal. So what if Jisung harbors feelings for his alpha best friend? Doesn't mean he can't sit on his knot for pure platonic reasons. Right?
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Objectively, Jisung knew he had a tendency to obsess over things. But this time, it wasn’t entirely his fault. Felix had planted the seed of curiosity in his mind when he had no current obsession. So, when Felix casually mentioned that Minho had a 'skyscraper for a cock,' Jisung couldn’t help himself.
“Is it really that big?” Jisung asked, needing confirmation.
Felix was more than happy to elaborate. “It’s massive. I’ve never seen a dick that big before. Like, the head must have thoughts of its own.”
And just like that, Jisung was ruined forever.
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Or, Jisung’s epic journey to see Minho’s monster cock for the first time.
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“Oh? What prompted the need for your ‘fresh start’?” asks Jisung. He pops one of the transmission bolts free and scurries after it as it rolls across the ground.
Minho quirks a brow at the clumsy display, stuffs his hands in his pockets. The cute little mechanic is amusing, he’ll admit. Makes him want to say something completely out-of-left-field just to see his reaction; he imagines big round eyes, a disconcerted pout. Adorable.
Minho shrugs. “I fumbled one too many romantic prospects east of the Continental Divide, and I have too much of a pariah complex to handle it maturely.”
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Or: Following another catastrophic end to a long list of failed relationships, Minho decides to pack up and start his life anew, but his plans are thwarted when his car breaks down on his drive across the Rocky Mountains. He’s then forced to take up temporary residence in the nearby lakeside town while he waits for his car to be repaired by the cute local mechanic.
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Jisung finds that with night time, he loses a lot of his common sense. Not in the sense that he does anything risky or harmful, but that he becomes curious about things he would never be interested in during the day time. The most recent example of this was anime fanfiction and, well, look at him now. So it can't really be blamed on him when, at the ungodly hour of 2:15am, he starts searching for idol fanfiction. Technically, it's Changbin's fault for putting the idea in his head to begin with.
Or, Han Jisung is a completely straight, heterosexual man.
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“That– That was Minho,” Jisung croaks, speaking in English, still in a state of shock. He’s vaguely aware of how little he’s helping to clear up the confusion, but Felix seems to understand anyway, the realization dawning on him.
“Wait– like, the Minho? Childhood best friend Minho?” Felix questions, talking in English too.
Jisung nods slowly, taking his bottom lip between his teeth, chewing it – yet another nervous habit he can never seem to break.
He doesn’t know why he didn’t consider this – running into Minho again. Afterall, he did move back to Seoul, the exact place he had fled from.
“I still don’t know what you two had a falling out over,” Felix points out, his tone gentle.
Jisung shakes his head. “I– I still don’t want to talk about it. Just know… I fucked it up.”
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After running away from Seoul years ago, Jisung finds himself moving back with no choice but to face Minho and what he's done, learning new things about himself along the way.
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"You look so cute when you let me fuck you in oversized hoodies. Like some kind of anime girl..."
Jisung let out a surprised giggle and shook his head in disbelief, blush spreading up all the way from his neck to his cheeks. "You're insane."
"Mm, and according to your most recent bubble update, you're crazy, so I guess we're a good fit"
or: ppl have been clowning jisung's recent bubble messages saying he left his text to speech on while getting railed so. i. i wrote that.
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“Jisung, where’s your dick?”
A lot happens at once. Jisung reaches for his cock. Finds the space there empty. Realizes Minho’s cock is buried deep inside where his balls should be.
He screams, launching himself forward off the bed, hitting the floor with a loud cry. Minho shouts, scrambling to the edge of the bed, clicking the bedside lamp on and looking down at Jisung over the edge with wide eyes.
“Hyung,” Jisung cries, spreading his legs, looking down at himself.
“You— You have a vagina.”
Or, the one where Jisung wakes up with a different set of parts between his legs.
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Lee Minho has the Cupid’s Touch; everyone he dates or has sex with soon finds their soulmate.
For anyone who reaps the benefits it’s a godsend, a way for them to find their person. To Minho himself it’s a curse, because how can you ever love someone when you know you’ll have to let them go?
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Poly!Jisung and his adventures with his two boyfriends, Chan and Minho.
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There’s a lot to think about.
Does Minho like Jisung?
Without a doubt.
I adore him.
Minho balks a little at the strength of that particular thought.
Jisung looks back at him, holding up two different scarves, clearly asking him for his opinion.
‘Blue,’ Minho says without really looking at the items.
There’s too much to think about – too much to lose. And Minho doesn’t want to give this up. Whatever this was.
Inexplicably, Jisung turns around to look straight at him.
Minho is not sure how to school his expression. He feels like he’s been caught staring- he most definitely was, but he can’t look away.
And then Jisung smiles at him – it’s not his usual wide laughing grin, his flustered shy smile, or even his mischievous smirk.
It’s a smile just for him.
And Minho knows it’s not wishful thinking or his imagination –he would have to be dead to not see the way Jisung looked at him. The way he smiled at him.
Private, tentative – a gentle invitation extended towards him, waiting for acceptance.
And Minho finds himself wanting to accept.
More than anything, he wants to accept it.