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Hyung, I'm Sorry by TheRiNe
Fandoms: 내가 키운 S급들 - 근서 | S-Classes that I Raised - Geunseo, 내가 키운 S급들 | The S-Classes That I Raised (Webcomic)
19 Jun 2024
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Hoping that they would be happier, Yoojin wished that he and Yoohyun will live in a different world in their next life, that they would have a second chance. Reborn in a world that's just a little too different from their old world, the brothers grew up without memories of their past lives.
That was until Yoojin is hit by an illness, and a Yoohyun that recovered his memories is struck by regret at how things ended in their previous lives.
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In which Yoojin's Final Thanks fades off a little sooner, his injuries settle in a little faster, and he makes a different wish in his last moments.
In which Yoohyun once again strikes a deal to save his brother.
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An AU of S-class that's somewhat based off of the Webtoon "Mom, I'm Sorry"
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The Kim Dokja on the train ponders over how the other version of himself--the one he replaced--was saved while he remains trapped, and thinks back to the words Secretive Plotter had once said to his Yoo Joonghyuk.
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Short drabble on our beloved 51%
Warning if you haven't at least read some of the Epilogue.
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If I could see beyond the here and now by soulmateenthusiast
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
24 Oct 2025
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Phainon thinks, in hindsight, this arrangement was a terrible idea.
In more ways than one.
Somewhere in his fucked up head, Phainon’s half convinced he’s won something in this arrangement; a piece of Mydeimos’ heart that he wants but he knew he couldn’t have, could never have, for that matter.
His comrade, his partner, his equal in everything—
Why couldn’t he be his lover too?
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Or, everyone is moving on following Amphoreus’ awaited Era Nova.
Everyone, except for Phainon.
But, perhaps everyone else can help with that.Bookmarked by TheRiNe
25 Nov 2025
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Phainon is beyond stressed, busy working on his thesis and trying to juggle the million of things he committed to. So, naturally, he starts a friends-with-benefits relationship with his best friend under the guise of relieving stress.
Yeah. Naturally.
In which both boy's believe that the other is not into them through preconceived opinions solidified in random events where they heavily misunderstood the other's intention. Or, in effect, gambler's fallacy.
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“You’d tell me if something was wrong, right?” Just tell me.
“I… yes? Of course. But nothing is wrong. Sweetheart, are you sure you’re alright?” Phainon asked, a touch of concern in his voice.
I saw you with her today. At the café. You lied to me; said you were at the office. You’ve been lying to me for a very long time, haven’t you, Phainon?
or Mydei gets his heart broken on a random sunny day in October.
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23 Nov 2025
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“Tell me what you really want, Phainon of Aedes Elysiae.”
Khaslana whines. He is no longer Phainon and Aedes Elysiae is nothing more than a pile of ash, but for Mydei, he can pretend. So he pushes past the renewed sting of loss, ignores his guilt, ignores everything except for the great, unending ocean that is his love for Mydei. He harnesses millennia of yearning and lust, sends a nonsensical prayer to the universe for forgiveness, and gives himself over to the waves.
Hesitation gone, Khaslana rolls on top of Mydei, hands on either side of his head and legs bracketing his hips. He pushes himself up just enough to see Mydei’s entire face.
“Everything,” he breathes, and he swears Mydei shivers at it. “I want everything you’ll give me and more.”
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In an early cycle of the Eternal Recurrence, Khaslana indulges. Pretending to be this cycle's Phainon, he takes a risk and seeks out Mydeimos. He knows he is selfish for doing this, for needing this, but it has been so long and he misses Mydei so much. If this is all he can have, he will do what he can to have Mydei for one more night.
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22 Nov 2025
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Phainon looks like the type who knows what he’s doing: the type who makes sweet love, the kind that twists your stomach in fat knots and has your eyes swell up because you finally feel cared for, that breaks you down into unrecognisable pieces to be tossed at sea like ashes.
Mydeimos thinks of how many people Phainon’s hands have touched before him, younger and prettier than him, all gathered at the bottom of these breathtaking ocean eyes, and he thinks he’s not a people’s person but he could see himself becoming a Phainon’s person.
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20 Nov 2025