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He flushes, red-hot. “I’m sorry, hyung,” he whimpers, pathetically, the throb of his pussy, the sheer magnitude of his desire muddling the guilt into something unrecognizable. Despite being almost entirely sober, his words slur. “I’m so sorry, hyungie, this is- ah, this is n-not the best p-position, let me get off—“
Once again, he tries to scramble off Minho’s lap. This time he even manages to lift his ass off Minho’s lap, but he doesn’t get further than that. Minho’s hands catch him before he can get away and pull him back, slamming Jisung back down onto his lap and this time, Jisung can’t hold it back.
He cries out, fingers scrambling against the wood.
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To Jisung, these are his final days of freedom. His final days of being just his own, days with a looming expiration date. Before he’s bonded, claimed. Nothing more than a follower to his alpha’s whims.
Of course, it’s marketed as something far different. “True companionship,” his mother had said. “You won’t believe you lived so long without your alpha,” his tutor had simpered.
But Jisung has seen the before and after. He can’t kid himself about what this is.
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His gaze flicks away and back, unable to help himself. A trip, a fall and crash; all between his ribs and all within a second. Every morning. It's unrepentant and ceaseless. Jisung has yet to find a way to make it stop.
The scent of jasmine spikes over that of petrichor but no one seems to notice.OR
there's a stranger, a beautiful alpha, on jisung's morning commute. they take the same train every day but they've never talked. until a crowded train forces them to and jisung finds himself contending with the possibility of soulmates and falling in love.
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Here’s the thing:
Having a crush and being in love are two points on a spectrum, but only hypothetically. Two points on opposite ends of a line, except Jisu never was good at sticking to the straight line, and her feelings for Minhee grew enough to take the form of one perfect circle. An ouroboros. To crush on and to love—heads or tails? Even Jisu doesn’t know—she loses her head and bites her own tail, foolish in her ignorance of the fact that there’s supposed to be a line. Some lines shouldn’t be crossed, but tell that to the little snakes that rule Jisu’s heart.
OR: Three stops on the road to Han Jisu finally giving in.
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- Part 1 of carabiner on my heartloops
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04 Jun 2025
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“Promise me you won’t do it again?”
Jisung averted his eyes. He was even more beautiful up close. His eyelashes throwing featherlight shadows across his cheeks, skin looking impossibly soft and hot to the touch.
“I promise, I won’t.”
Minho smirked at him.
“So you admit you were avoiding me before?”
The way Jisung’s eyes widened in shock was only rivalled in seductive beauty by the pretty pout that fell over his face right after. Minho couldn’t hold back the peal of laughter.
“I’m just teasing, Jisungie.”
Jisung turned his head away from Minho, shyly, almost coyly. Like a woman being courted, Minho realised suddenly. His gut twisted with red-hot arousal at the realisation. Jisung was flirting with him.
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After getting his degree, with nowhere else in the world to go, Lee Minho moves into a house on his uncle's-his only living relative's-estate in the sleepy town of Wycombe. With no plans to stay or make himself at home, he meets Han Jisung, eldest son of the Han family, and risks even a pretend courtship with his sister to get closer to him.
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- Part 1 of The Wycombe Chronicles
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04 Jun 2025
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“I don’t want to rush it,” Chan explains. “I’m waiting because I care about you. It’s not good for omegas to be mated or claimed too early, and any alpha who does that is in the wrong.”
“Yeah, well, what about omegas who get mated or claimed too late?” Felix grumbles, rolling his eyes.
“How is the day we get married too late?” Chan returns. “If I don’t have you mated and claimed within an hour of getting married, then you can complain.”
Felix can't help laughing a little.
“I’ll claim you before we get married, I promise,” Chan says, serious again. He steps closer to Felix. “I’m just waiting for the right time. I want it to be special.”
Felix and Chan are getting married soon. According to some, Chan spoils him, but Felix doesn't quite see it that way. They're just in love, and Chan likes taking care of him. What's weird about that? Chan is kind and sweet—the perfect alpha.
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"What did you just say?" Minho froze in place, his eyes locked on the blond figure before him. In three long strides, he crossed the distance between them, the ground vanishing beneath his feet. He grasped the creature gently by the shoulders
"Did you just say my name? Say it again" Startled by the sudden outburst, the alien recoiled, fear flickering in his eyes. His retreat forced Minho back two steps, as if the distance between them was meant to remain.
Or: what happens when two creatures from different worlds meet and fall in love, but cannot coexist on the same planet?
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It’s been so long since Jisung had an anxiety attack. So long, that when he hears the chime of the door and looks up, his body doesn’t react like it should.
“Welcome,” he says on autopilot.
“Hi hi,” says the man entering the store, putting a hand up in a casual greeting before making a beeline for the snack aisle.
His whole body is covered in blood.
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Minho had spent the last 150 years searching for the mortal he once called his own. He was looking for a grave, maybe. Bones, probably.
What he didn't expect was to find him in the present, with fangs bared, crimson-eyed, and staring straight through him like they'd never met.
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“Minho-hyung, can you please fuck me?”
Minho smiles politely. “Come again?”
“I wanted to ask for some time already,” Jisung says, puffing his chest out. “And well, I trust you, and since you’re experienced, it would alleviate a lot of my anxiety to do it with you. Could you– Would you fuck me? Please?”
"Yes, of course, they don’t call me The Sex Haver for nothing," Minho lies. He has not had sex, and no one calls him that, but he’d rather die than let Jisung fuck somebody else. “You can trust me.”
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Minho is just the man that drives Jisung home. At least, that’s what he should be. At least, that’s all he should want to be.
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- Part 3 of you make me ssick
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25 Feb 2025
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“Aren’t you excited to see where I grew up?” Minho asks. “I’ll show you all the hotspots. You can get a look into my psyche.”
Sure. Jisung always wants to know more about Minho. He’s interested, certainly. He just doesn’t know about the circumstances.
“How? It’s going to be raining the entire time.”
Minho smiles then. One of the ones that catches his eyes with a little spark of something excited. “Ah, Jisungie, that’s what you don’t get about the suburbs. All there is to do is drive around and park. You won’t have to lift a foot, jagi. Parking lot to parking lot.”
(OR: Jisung visits the suburbs, everything changes, and nothing changes at all.)
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“Hyung,” Jisung called, creeping forward to avoid spooking Minho. “Are you awake right now? It’s ok, it's just me.”
“Careful Jisung-ah, I don’t want you to get hurt.”
Minho's gaze was intense, sharp. His skin had a strange sheen to it, reflecting the light softly-
Not Minho.
Jisung took several steps back until the bed prevented him from moving further.
“It’s ok Jisungie," Not-Minho said softly. "It’s me. I think you called for me.”Or: Another Minho steps out of Jisung's mirror.
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amor fati [amor fa·ti]
noun phrase, latin, meaning love of fate; used to describe an attitude in which one sees everything that happens in one's life, including suffering and loss, as good or, at the very least, necessary“Oh. Hello.”
The god startled him with his melodic voice. Hades stuttered slightly when those round eyes turned to him, full of curiosity. In his astonishment, he hadn’t noticed he had lowered his cloaking, revealing his presence to the stranger before he even realized it. He blinked rapidly trying to register the words to say.
“Are you lost?”
or Hades (Minho) was damned by the Fates a millennia ago, leaving his kingdom to deteriorate into the sands. With no other hope, Hades turns to the Fates seeking their forgiveness. They guide him to his soulmate, Persephone (Jisung), using the red string of Fate. Hades steals Persephone away but when they meet, things turn for the unexpected.
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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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When Chan finishes preparing the oils and towels outside and skips back to the reception to greet his customer, he doesn’t quite expect his suspicion to come true.
Blond hair. Freckles. A body to die for.
Holy fuck. Holy fuck. No fucking way. That’s Felix, Felix fucking Lee.
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Massage therapist Chan Bang is confronted with his favourite camboy, Felix Lee, as his next customer.
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“Then he said the sex was mediocre and that it was because of me,” Minho seethes, pacing back and forth across his dorm, phone held up to his ear. “And that we could try again tomorrow.”
On the other end of the line, Changbin seems to be in a fit of laughter. Minho is much less amused, lips pressed into a tight line while he waits for his best friend to console him.
“Oh, that’s brutal,” Changbin cackles. “Well, will you?”
“No,” Minho hisses. “It was one hundred percent mediocre because of him, and we will one hundred percent not be trying again tomorrow.”
or: Minho has what may just be the worst one-night stand of his life. Jisung takes every opportunity afterwards to make it up to him.
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11 May 2024
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"Sell your plasma, or your sperm,” Minho reads. Jisung’s eyes widen and his jaw drops in horror, sending Minho into a fit of giggles. “Easy, legal ways to make quick money. Number three: Sell your sextape to Pornhub.”
Jisung abandons the remote on the table to lean into Minho’s shoulder, looking at the screen with him.
“I think we’d do better on OnlyFans,” he comments mindlessly, followed by a sharp inhale when he realises what he's just said. Minho nearly snaps his neck to look down, meeting widened eyes that are staring right back at him.
after breaking their dishwasher, college roommates Jisung and Minho resort to unconventional methods to afford a replacement.
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dreaming and getting a glimmer by verseau
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
04 Jan 2021
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Wei Ying discovers himself.
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Bookmarked by heythere
17 Feb 2024
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Jisu:
good evening
how are we feeling todayShe slaps her forehead. It’s fine. Minhee finds her loser tendencies charming.
Jagi:
good evening
we’re doing fine
is this the part where I get my daily Hannie photoSeries
- Part 6 of jisungie bingo