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The Gods We Can Touch by Seonghwas_LostChild
Fandoms: ZEROBASEONE | ZB1 (Korea Band), AND2BLE (Korea Band)
08 Apr 2026
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"I'll pretend," Hao whispers, drinking him in with his eyes like he'd never seen anything shine with a luminance so forbidden. "You'll pretend too."
Hao falls asleep with his head on Hanbin's shoulder.
Soon, the sun will rise. And when it rises, they will keep their promise. They will pretend. But in the quiet hours preceding dawn, when Hanbin wakes from sleep once again to Hao's warm breath caressing his neck, he imagines that they don't have to.
In some universe far away from here, the two of them were born loved. Hao was created free to find his happiness. Hanbin was created free to watch.
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09 Aug 2025
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I Wish You Good Night by dolphindreams
Fandoms: ZEROBASEONE | ZB1 (Korea Band), Boys Planet (Korea TV)
27 May 2026
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“Right person, wrong time – would that be the right way to describe what we had back in our college days?”
When Hanbin moves in to a shared apartment with Hao, neither of them knew how there would come a day when they wouldn’t be able to fall asleep without having the other by their side.
In between cooking meals for each other, sticking sticky notes to bedroom doors, smiling over text messages, having long conversations, sharing secrets and sharing achievements – two hearts growing closer, it happened so naturally, so inevitably. But it wasn’t enough, because wounds of the past may disappear from sight, but can never be forgotten.
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11 Jan 2026
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This is a record of grief as it happens. You follow Zhang Hao in the aftermath of losing the person he loved most. Through letters, memories, and days that blur together, Zhang Hao struggles to survive the absence left behind. The story does not promise healing or closure—only honesty, and the ache of loving someone who is no longer there. There are no lessons here, no neat recovery. It does not soften grief or turn it into something beautiful. It lets it stay messy, uneven, consuming, unresolved, and human. You will be uncomfortable.
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08 Jan 2026