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Treading the Line by birbleafs for WhereLifeIsStrong
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
21 Jan 2026
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Is it the same for Kaveh then? Al-Haitham ponders in the silence. Could he love only in the way he loves his creations and the process of creating? These imperfect things that he moulds from clay, from metal, wood, and dirt; that he shapes and refines into perfection from his own worn hands and overwrought mind, nourished with his blood and sweat and tears, forever chasing after an ideal so unattainable, it always seems out of reach?
Al-Haitham does not think himself an artist, so he does not know; perhaps will never truly know, this eternal struggle that seems to beset the artistic soul. Still, he feels a shiver running down his spine as he continues to watch Kaveh’s hands working the moist clay; as he begins to wonder what ‘form’ he would take if Kaveh’s fingers were to thoroughly shape him into ‘art’; into something born of Kaveh’s ideal, of Kaveh’s love.
Evoked by a fleeting touch, Al-Haitham begins to dream.
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25 Jan 2026
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Recent events have left Flins seeking an outlet for his frustrations and grief, be they through the balm of battle or other means. How fortunate for him that Rerir appears at just the right moment and is more than happy to provide what the Lightkeeper needs, unwittingly or not?
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- Part 2 of Strange Bedfellows
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22 Oct 2025
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Maybe each other's company wasn't so bad, or maybe it really is and they still want it
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17 Oct 2025
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Never judge a book by its cover, the famous saying goes. People aren’t always who they seem outside.
Most of the time, though, they are. Yeah, most of the time, people are who they seem outside.
Except…when Lee Minho offered to be Jisung's sugar daddy for one semester, Jisung thought he'd tell Jisung to bend over and spread his pretty legs for him. And Jisung won't complain—no, not at all, getting fucked into next Tuesday is nice—but then Lee Minho goes on all fours and asks Jisung to fuck him.
Needless to say, Jisung’s taken for a wild ride.
It doesn’t help that feelings get in the way, and Jisung only has less than one semester to figure out what to do with them—and what to do if Minho decides to end their arrangement by the end of it.
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Jisung’s suddenly too-loud voice crashing through the white noise in his ears startles Minho out of his reverie. “The cut’s almost completely healed. I think I can try shaving again tomorrow morning before our flight.”
The words make his body stiffen, hand halting its movements against Jisung’s skin almost instantly. Brain still a mess, he’s clearly not thinking when his next words stumble from his lips.
“I’ve never kissed someone with a stubble.”
“Never?” Jisung’s voice is quiet and tight, his question is void of all emotions except a curious little tilt at the edge of it. His empty tone makes Minho squirm uneasily, desperate to read Jisung’s emotions after the random confession he blurted out.
In the end, he simply shakes his head to confirm his earlier words. “Nope, never.”
“Oh, that’s… Do you want to?”
or: Jisung can't shave because of the cut on his cheek, and Minho is suddenly hit with the realization that despite his experience with guys, he's never kissed someone with facial hair
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It's been a while since Minho has found his new favorite game. A game that involves Jisung, and specifically, riling Jisung up.
or: Minho makes Jisung angry on stage just to see what Jisung's gonna do about it
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When Jiusng finally endures his anticipated change, and develops a sudden taste for blood, Minho quickly finds himself becoming the target of the fledgling vampire’s newfound visceral hunger - sexual or otherwise.
As they both adjust to these changes Jisung quickly spirals down a steep path of longing and unconfessed feelings during his effort to control the beast lurking within him - one that wants nothing more than to claim Minho as their own.
To devour him in all senses of the word.
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It’s been too long since they’ve all had time to gather without a reason other than work. The next leg of the tour is imminent, but they have the next week to relax before they’re packing up again and heading out on flights out of the country.
It’s exhausting. A constant drain of not only Minho’s physical being, but his mental capacity as well. Every thought recently has been making sure that things were perfect. Making sure that everybody was eating well—despite their company’s insistence that a few of them lose weight. Minho made sure they each got their fill to last them through the long days of rehearsals, sound checks, the performance, and sometimes even the livestreams after.
It was never expected of him to do this, but Minho likes taking care of his fellow members. Chan already does so much to look after them, and this is one way Minho feels he can contribute.
Well, that and another way.
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Or:Minho just wants to help the other members relax. Cue OT8 game night with free use Minho.
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“And don’t call me dude.”
Jisung rolls his eyes, but humors him. “What should I call you, then?” He smirks. “Lino?”
Minho is silent a moment, like he’s considering. “You can call me baby.”
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Six months after he and Minho split, Jisung calls up 1-800-HEY-SEXY.
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He stands and watches Jisung while coach rambles on about their week. Shit-eating grin, deceptively round cheeks, lightning in his eyes. Minho knows the type, he’s been in the game long enough. Cocksure asshole, boiling over with his own ego, toxic masculinity to boot.
Minho hates him, he doesn’t need to be proven right by talking to Jisung, he knows he hates him by the way Jisung smacks fists with Jeongin, thumps him on the back when they break to start practice.
“I hear he’s gunning for your limelight,” Changbin hooks Minho over the neck with a strong arm, heading down the field. “Better watch out.”
Minho scoffs. “Fat fucking chance. I’d like to see him try.”
(OR: Hotshot quarterback Minho hates cocky transfer player Jisung, but he hates losing more.)
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Later, Jisung is sprawled on his bed, trying to clear his head with a tub of chocolate ice cream and an easy movie. It’s not working.
His phone lights up—a message from Minho.
Attached is a picture that immediately fries what’s left of Jisung’s brain.
Minho is standing in front of his mirror, turned just enough to show off the curve of his ass. He’s in his new tight, dark gym shorts that hug every dip and swell of muscle. His back arches just slightly, one hand planted on his hip and the other holding the phone. His signature noot—purse lips and smug little brow—makes him look like he’s daring Jisung to say something stupid.
Underneath the caption reads:
Be honest.
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Or: Minho has started bulking up. Jisung notices his ass. Jisung wants it.
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"Shit. Was that too rough?" Jisung wrestles with Minho’s belt, frustrated by how his stage clothes are far more complicated than anything he’d be in on a regular basis. “Fuck, I just can’t hold back when you smell like that.”
“I always smell like this, Sungie.”
“Nah baby you’re so much fucking sweeter right now.” Jisung buries his face against Minho’s neck, the tip of his nose digging into the scent gland, and inhales deeply. “God you always get like this before we go on. It smells like you’re begging to be fucked.”
OR: Jisung fingers Minho before the show. Minho hopes they get caught.
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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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All it takes is one bad day and Minho being the biggest brat for everything Jisung had thought he knew about his hyung to get turned upside down.
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Old habits die hard and there are some things Minho is still trying to unlearn, things he's trying to accept about himself and his relationship with Jisung. Sometimes he gets lost in his head and loses sight of just how much Jisung loves him. Jisung is always there to show him the light in ways that work specifically for them.
Minho refuses to talk about his feelings and Jisung is forced to break him before he opens up.
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“Okay, so … you know how I love watching all those documentaries and conspiracy videos on YouTube?” Minho has to hold himself back from rolling his eyes. “Well I saw one the other day about omegas—”
Minho can’t help but cut the younger man off.
“Come on, Jisung, you know that stuff is just a myth,” he says. “You can’t believe everything you see on the internet.”
(Or: Minho wakes up with a fever, and Jisung watches too many conspiracy videos)
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His blood turned to ice and a frightened gasp forced its way from his lungs as his ears registered the door to the laundry room closing. The lock sliding into place with a click sealing him and an unknown being inside.
He remained frozen. It wasn't like he had many options at this point. The embarrassment of being caught in such a compromising position had shame unfurling in his chest. Not even Jisung knew about his love of wearing cute panties.
A familiar voice sounded behind him. “Look at my Minho hyung,” the voice purred. Jisung. “So pretty and so so stuck.”
Or; Lee Minho gets stuck in a washing machine while wearing panties. Someone finds him and helps him...after a bit of fun.
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Minho doesn’t really remember what words were exchanged that day, all he knows is Jisung has the most beautiful smile and infectious laugh. Since then he had grown so much closer to him, considering him one of his own very good friends.
Well, he also may be the love of his life, but no one actually knows that. Other than Changbin. For two and half years, Minho has been in love with his little brother’s best friend. Isn't it usually the other way around?
Jisung is like air, he’s light, he’s free, he surrounds you and lifts you up like a cloud. He’s always been like that first breath after being underwater for too long. To Minho, Jisung fills his lungs with hope, rushing into his bronchial tubes and carrying soft beds of oxygen to his aching muscles. Jisung has always been a breath of fresh air.
It’s Minho’s last semester of college, and Changbin won’t stop pestering him to confess. So Minho promised that if the timing is right then he’ll tell him. Maybe.
OR; The 5 times Minho tries to confess to Jisung that he's in love with him. And the 1 time Jisung saves him from his own thoughts.
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Minho has spent every Valentine's Day alone up until this year. Jisung wants to make up for that.
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Minho just stepped out of the shower, freshly scrubbed and prepped. He has a pretty pink jewel plug in his ass, shimmery lotion all over his body and a leg spreader bar in his hands. He turns it over in his hands and slides it open to see how wide it goes.
They bought it a while ago, but never got around to using it. The cuffs are black fur lined and require a key to unlock. Life keeps getting in the way and they’re schedules have been too packed to try out any of their new toys.
OR; Minho wants to help Jisung with his writer's block by using their new spreader bar to help distract his boyfriend's overthinking mind.