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  1. Rec *

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    Lucifer has two problems:

    1. The celestial energy that keeps him alive is slowly draining away and without a way to staunch the flow it won’t be long until he dies
    2. Charlie wants him to do trust exercises with that grimacing radio freak Alastor

    One of these things is much worse than the other

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    09 Jan 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Holy fucking shit

  2. Rec *

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    From closer, it’s clear that Minho is about his age. He’s handsome— very much so— in an untouchable sort of way. Straight nose, sharp eyes, a defined cupid’s bow. He looks sculpted rather than born. Jisung might shrink under the weight of his presence if the situation were different.

    Knowing that Minho is dying ruins the illusion of perfection.

    Jisung answers an ad online reading: "I'm going to die, but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I don't want to do alone."

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    31 Oct 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Ugly sobbed. Evil work. The concept is as dreadfully romantic as it gets.

  3. Rec *

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    "I bet he cries when he comes," Minho can't help but murmur, scowling across the room at the smiling boy everyone just seemed to be in love with.

    "No way," Hyunjin immediately protests with a scoff. "Where did you even get that idea?"

    "Minho's just moody 'cause he knows Chan wouldn't wanna fuck him," Seungmin states with way too much assuredness.

    "Oh great." Jisung has finally torn his reverent stare away from Chan to cast Minho some wary side-eye, watching how his best friend has gone dangerously quiet, eyes thinned into a suddenly competitive glare. "Now Minho is gonna have to get Chan to fuck him just to prove a point."

    "And I will make him cry," Minho promises.

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    Minho and Chan were total opposites in every way: sharp frowns versus wide smiles, chocolate hair versus beach blonde waves, unforgiving cold against total sunshine. Chan was popular and loved by all, and Minho really couldn't give a fuck.
    So why, why, why were they perfect for each other?

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    24 Sep 2025

  4. Public Bookmark *

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    Chan is a touch-starved producer. Minho is a sleep paralysis demon who has never known affection. They're not in love - they barely even know each other - but somehow they manage to make it work.

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    23 Sep 2025

  5. Rec *

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    Jisung sighs, dropping his hands but not meeting Chan’s eyes when he says, “It’s just— well. I like to, you know— finger myself when I get off.” He rushes through that part, spitting the words out quick like it’ll make them disappear faster. “And I guess I could just— you know— touch my dick, but— ahh, I can’t believe I’m saying this,” Jisung groans, pinching his eyes shut.

    “I could do it.”

    Jisung is on his period. Chan just wants to help.

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    13 Jul 2025