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‘Hyung-ah, have you ever shotgunned?’
Minho looks at him for a long moment, then quirks his eyebrow. He takes another slow hit of the joint, waits a beat before exhaling the smoke in three perfect rings. ‘Yeah,’ he says, his usually soft voice a bit rougher around the edges. The sound trickles inside Jisung’s body. ‘Have you?’
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“I suppose I’m not really the boss of you, anyway.”
“Eh,” Minho agrees, airy, “technically, no.” Then he is silent, until, “Not like you’ve tried, though.”
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Minho's girlfriend takes him home to spend a summery week on the lake—and to meet her widower dad.
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Bookmarked by helmukelmu
20 May 2026
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“I never—would’ve never thought.” He watches Jisung’s lip go white under his teeth. “You were—perfect. You were the sweetest thing I’d ever seen. I would’ve never thought—”
i feel insane after this actually
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“Okay, I’m leaving now,” Hyunjin says after a painful moment of silence, and he backs away from the table, both hands up in the air. “Don’t kill or fuck each other until after my shift is over.”
“No promises,” Minho says pleasantly, without taking his eyes off Jisung.
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“What’s… happening,” mumbles Hyunjin. “Why’s there food for, like. Ten?”
“It’s for them.” Felix nods at Jisung and Minho, seated at the little table beside their stash of takeout.
Hyunjin is silent. Then, “Oh Christ, another one of their stupid contests.”
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Best friends Jisung and Minho have always had a knack for turning everything into a competition—who can shower faster, who can eat more, who can sooner find a meaningless hookup at a party. It’s when they overstep (or, in Jisung’s case, trip over) the boundary between being friends and more that Jisung finds he cares far less about losing their little games than he does about losing Minho.
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16 May 2026
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Minho tracks every aspect of his life. His classes, his dance practices, his shifts at the cafe, when he’ll eat and when he’ll feed Dori. He marks down when he’ll study and for exactly how long he will study for. He tries to plan how many episodes of any given anime he and Jisung will watch, but gives in pretty easily to Jisung’s pouty face and a plea for “Just one more?”
He never had to plan Jisung. He just seemed to fit right in.
(OR: Minho unexpectedly goes into heat and calls an alpha for help. Jisung was not the alpha he intended to call. He didn't intend for a lot of things.)
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Minho’s eyes close. The silence stretches, tense, ready to snap. Jisung’s heartbeat flutters in his throat. “I can’t stop thinking about you,” Minho finally whispers. “And—and I don’t know… I don’t know if you’ve been thinking about me, too.”
It doesn’t shock him the way it should, doesn’t short circuit his brain the way it would if it were anyone else. It’s almost a relief, really, to know that he isn’t alone in this, but that expanse of uncertainty still yawns wide in front of them. What are they to each other once he admits this? “Of course I have been,” he says, soft. “Every second of every fucking day.”
Bookmarked by helmukelmu
02 May 2026
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never have i ever read sex written so gorgeously and viscerally through every single emotion that they are feeling every single touch of the shoulder of the waist of the spine likeeeeeee i am cracking into tiny pieces by the second my god
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He’d let Minho keep him as his dirty little secret forever, but he can’t shake the image of them mated, the itch in his teeth. It’s pervasive, wheedling into his mind until he can’t sleep, can’t see straight. Lying in his bed all alone, staring at the ceiling while he fists his cock raw, the orange-peel texture morphing into Minho’s fleeting lips, his sharp tongue. Squeezing his own knot until he cums dry—almost painfully—because it’s been too many times, he doesn’t have a drop left in him, but he can’t stop imagining he’s in their bed, not his, and the ache persists.
Chan and Minho have spent years at each other’s throats—publicly rivals, privately tangled in something neither will name. When a campus dispute gives Minho the perfect excuse to summon Chan, their usual power struggle takes a turn.
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Bookmarked by helmukelmu
19 Apr 2026
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something something about minchan being divorced before they even get together
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non-consecutive, unrelated
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Heart rabbiting, Minho peels his hoodie away from his chest and peers down, because surely he forgot to take the alpha’s shirt off this morning, and that’s what he’s smelling—but he has no such luck.
He’s going crazy. He must be. He’s imagined smells before, the most random things at random times, but he’s never sensed them this vividly, like he could reach out and touch the alpha, taste the chocolate and orange all the way on the back of his tongue—
Minho chuckles quietly to himself, humorless, maniacal. This is simply not happening.
(or: The anonymous alpha whose clothes Minho has been buying for months ends up in his class; Jisung can't figure out how his new project partner could be so sour, yet so sweet.)
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“Well, uninvite him,” Minho snaps and Hyunjin sighs.
“I can’t,” he whines, “And I don’t want to! I haven’t seen him in years, I want him at my wedding!”
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Ex-husbands Chan and Minho unwillingly reunite at the wedding of mutual friends. Bad vibes, old grudges, and airbourne viruses are in the air.Series
- Part 1 of Seating Arrangement
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12 Apr 2026
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"The truth is that he can no longer deny the call of the abyss and that old need to curve himself around Minho, seep into his bones like an eternal sickness. Deep down, it had always felt like going against nature but not in the grand way of those starcrossed and ill-fated. It felt like a bad head cold, a dull throbbing in Chan’s sinuses when he looked at Minho too long, his own body pulling back to arrange itself into its original shape. Like some survival instinct kicked into gear by sheer proximity alone."
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“It’s really a funny story,” Minho is saying, seated to his right. His elbow is a few centimetres from Chan’s, folded cleanly over the thick arm of his sofa.
Dr. Byun smiles encouragingly. “It certainly is. Although I do have to ask why your ‘penalty’ has to be 5 sessions with a marriage counsellor.”
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Chan and Minho (ambiguously married for more than 7 years) are forced by corporate to see their in-house psychiatrist to fix whatever's going on between them before it interferes with a mission.Series
- Part 1 of Guns n' Roses
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07 Apr 2026
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“Eugh,” Chan rolls over, slapping an arm across Minho’s chest. “You think about dissecting my brain?”
“No,” Minho insists, offended. “I fantasize."
(Or: Familiarity breeds..?)
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- Part 2 of if you forget my name
Bookmarked by helmukelmu
05 Apr 2026
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i need to be tied down and pressed into a pulp until i become nothing but a pure juice
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“Three stubborn tumors and all that trauma,” Chan murmurs, biting gently down on the skin of Minho’s nape, feeling him twitch, back arching into Chan’s body. “You’re a genius. Our hospital’s saving grace.”
(Or: Two doctors collapse after a 36-hour surgery separating their relationship?)
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- Part 1 of if you forget my name
Bookmarked by helmukelmu
05 Apr 2026
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minchan perpetual divorce is the only way i want my minchan from now on
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A gentle shake to the shoulder accompanied by a whisper stirred Minho from sleep. He reflexively groaned as he turned a fraction toward the voice, his eyes sewn shut in the darkness.
“Hyung,” Jisung said in a louder whisper, “it’s first snow!”
“First... wha?”
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AKA It's the night of winter's first snow, and Minho is in love with Jisung.
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There are many things that I
would like to say to you,
but I don't know how.(Because maybe
you're gonna be the one
that saves me.)or: After months of confining their ambiguous relationship within the walls of a café, Jisung and Minho hesitantly step outside and discover just how natural it feels to heal each other.
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Bookmarked by helmukelmu
31 Mar 2026
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them both refusing to accept something really really shitty happened to them.......and finally genuinely falling in love and realising they needed each other to heal from that ugh masterpiece
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Being an adult comes with a lot of stress; Jisung comes to learn that all you can do is try your best to chase that sweet relief.
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“I just don’t know if I’m quite that important,” Minho whispers.
Jisung still hasn’t looked away. “I think you’re that important." There's a long, long stretch of silence. “That’s not wrong, is it?”
Minho stands there, rooted to the ground with his heart lodged in his mouth. Jisung is so pretty like this, with his lips parted and his eyes bright and searching as shadows wax and wane across his face. “I don’t know,” he finally breathes. “Is it?”
Bookmarked by helmukelmu
26 Mar 2026
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literally whyyyyyy would you do this to meeeeeee!!!!!! whyyyyyyy!!!!!!!! this belongs in a museum
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It’s the way blue ink stains the palms of Jisung’s hands and the way shadows pool underneath his eyes.
It’s the way Minho is late for work four days in a row because he stays up late with bated breath just to hear Jisung’s soft voice filter through the bedroom wall.
It’s the way Jisung stares, too, through eyes heavy with fatigue, and Minho wonders if he ever really sleeps at all.
It’s the way Jisung slowly becomes a little less hurricane, and a little more human.
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Bookmarked by helmukelmu
25 Mar 2026
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raaaaaaaaahhhh i want to bottle this fic and drink it all night long baybee
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the fabric of your flesh (pure as a wedding dress) by kissthe_wind
Fandoms: Hatchetfield Universe - Team StarKid, Nerdy Prudes Must Die - Team StarKid
19 Oct 2023
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And as they were eating, Jesus took bread, and blessed it, and broke it, and gave it to the disciples, and said, Take, eat; this is my body. And he took the cup, and gave thanks, and gave it to them, saying, Drink ye all of it; For this is my blood of the new testament, which is shed for many for the remission of sins. (Matthew 26:26-28, KJV)
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Grace Chasity discovers her taste for flesh.
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The message is short, sharp, and a suckerpunching sour: the Shiv special; it gets to the point without prancing around. It’s a footnote to a link and a punchline to the joke that’s inevitably on him.
Morning paper says you fucked the president.
Series
- Part 1 of who sees you
Bookmarked by helmukelmu
09 Jul 2023
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kind of heartbreaking rip which like crazy that phone sex can be heartbreakign