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“I’ll help you, bug. You won't do this alone.”
Jisung sighs, short-lived relief, as he's still gnawing on his bottom lip. “You will? How would we even— I mean, what can we do to prepare?”
We. It sounds heavenly coming from Jisung’s lips.
“There's stuff we can do, surely.”
Jisung rolls his eyes. That's good. Better. They always play around instead of taking things seriously, that's how they work.
Or, Minho helps his best friend Jisung prepare for his late presentation, and tries not to lose his mind along the way.
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17 Jan 2026
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How could someone this handsome guard anyone? Wouldn’t he be more of a distraction than a threat? Maybe that’s his secret weapon—maybe he uses his face to hypnotize people into leaving the person he's protecting alone. It sounds like the plot of an anime. There should be an anime like that out there; Jisung makes a note to search bodyguard anime when he’s home for the evening.
Jisung hires a human anti-anxiety pill.
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15 Jan 2026
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The priest, Jeongin, has a kind smile. His eyes crinkle at the corners, sparkling even in the dim light.
“Are you part of our congregation?”
“Oh, no,” Seungmin shakes his head, “No, it’s my first time here, actually.”
It makes Jeongin laugh, and Seungmin can’t help but smile at it, “Your first time on a Wednesday night? Why not come to a Sunday service?”
“I’m not really religious, to be honest.”
“So why come to Church at all?”
Seungmin considers the question. “I don’t really know. I just kind of… ended up here.”
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15 Jan 2026
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A garbled, dry laugh bubbles up from his chest.
Yeah, sure. Of course. A wolf finds him, just in time for dinner. He doesn't even have the energy to panic, his body feels like it's dissolving into the dirt. Becoming one with the forest floor.
Death by wolf. So on brand.
The warmth of the wet snout vanishes and, weirdly, Jisung almost misses it. There had been something oddly comforting in the nosing. Gentle, even.
Then someone swears. Human. Soft. Nearly drowned out by the rain. Jisung hadn't heard anyone approach.
"Hey," that someone says, and suddenly there are hands on Jisung's shoulders. Gentle. Firm. "Can you hear me?"
(Or: Jisung is an aspiring producer in a slump, following his best friend out to the countryside for a change of pace. What he finds there might change more than just his perspective.)
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- Part 1 of Love & Moonlight
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08 Jan 2026
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“Oh shit—quick! Make a wish!” Jisung grabs Minho’s shoulder and jumps in place. He squeezes his eyes shut, nose wrinkled in concentration, previous conversation forgotten.
“What’d you wish for?” Minho asks, voice too soft, too reverent. Shit, he really can’t help himself.
Jisung peeks one eye open. “Aish, for you to stop looking at me like that,” he whines.
“Like what?”
Jisung circles his wrist and swings their arms lazily. The pressure of his touch sends shocks up and down Minho’s forearm.
“Like that.”
“With my eyes?”
“Seriously, hyung. Stop perceiving me.”
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minho doesn't believe wishes can come true...
until Jisung turns invisible.
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04 Jan 2026
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Two clammy hands cradle an empty bottle of heat suppressants like a corpse.
He gives the bottle a meager little shake. Nothing rattles within.
Panic settles in and Jisung jerks to life. He fights with the childproof cap—resorting to using the cuff of his sweater to help since his hands are useless—and stares, in disbelieving agony, into a barren bottle.
The tears come on so quickly that he doesn’t even register a way to stop them before they’re rolling down his cheeks and landing on the label that he’s considered his religion for over 365 days.
Take 2 pills 1x a day. Failure to do so will have immediate effects and could lead to flash heat(s).
Or: Jisung’s suppressants run out on a bus. He starts panicking, until a quiet alpha switches seats and whispers, “Breathe. I’ve got you.”
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03 Jan 2026
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Felix has an unreadable look in his eyes. “Innocent touches, knowing looks, hushed whispers. It was all part of the game.”
If it was all a game, Chan doesn’t remember playing. “Who won?”
“Won what?”
“The game. Was there a winner?”
Felix pulls to a stop once they round a corner onto a side street. The tips of his fingers are pale where they squeeze his cup, the rest of his hands pink from the cold. He’s so lovely, standing there. Even as he stares at Chan, something stirred and unearthed between them, something neither of them have the guts to poke at, he’s the most beautiful person Chan has ever seen.
“I certainly never felt like one.”
“Yeah,” Chan nods. “Me neither.”
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or, some things in life are simply inevitable.
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27 Dec 2025
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When Prince Jisung throws his old self into the river that runs past the palace, he flees to a faraway island to breathe for the first time since his life became something of a burden.
There, the days taste like salt, the nights hum with water, and he meets a handsome stranger with too-careful eyes, happy enough to show him what freedom truly looks like.
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13 Dec 2025
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“Good luck breaking the news to your family that we’re not really dating.”
“Well…” Jisung drums his fingers on the steering wheel. “What if I didn’t?”
Minho blinks. “You’re not suggesting—”
“You’d have a place to stay for free, as long as you want,” Jisung interjects quickly. “Free food, anything you need. I’ll set you up with Hyunjin. My parents—did you see how happy they were for me? My mom already loves you! If we just… just go along with it, a-at least until Christmas, everyone’s happy, right?”
(in which lonely novelist Minho falls for Jisung through a dating app and flies across the country to surprise him for the holidays—only to find out Jisung looks nothing like his photos. Minho lets himself become trapped in a web of lies, somehow growing dangerously fond of his catfisher-slash-fake-boyfriend along the way.)
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08 Dec 2025
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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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03 Dec 2025
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After winning a long and brutal battle that had haunted his family for generations, Prince Minho takes command of a fallen kingdom. His reward: a conquered realm, a crown washed clean of tyranny, and the most coveted omega in all the land.
As two kingdoms unite, Minho discovers that seizing a throne is simple—taming its prince, however, is something else entirely.Bookmarked by instillared
01 Dec 2025
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“So then—” Minho says, a smile blooming on his face, “I’ll be the charming prince of your dreams who rescues the romantic beast from your jaded, withered heart.”
“‘Rescues?’” Jisung laughs, trying to stamp out the butterflies rising behind his ribs. “Not ‘slays?’”
“Why?” Minho asks with a puzzled frown. “He deserves a happy ending just as much as anyone else.”
“Oh.” Jisung is definitely blushing. “That… might be the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Oh,” Minho echoes. “Then we’re off to a good start.”
(or: Jisung has a bucket list full of his deepest, darkest, most embarrassing romantic desires and a lost hope that he will ever experience the fairytale romance of his dreams. Minho changes everything.)
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27 Nov 2025
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"Should I be worried?" Minho drawls, dry but laced with curiosity. "You've got that plotting look."
Jisung throws a grin over his shoulder, eyes glinting. "I told you—I found something."
“Is it edible?” Minho asks, a hopeful lilt sneaking into his tone, making him sound unexpectedly boyish.
"Better," Jisung says, and it bursts out almost as a laugh, bright and breathless. He can't say more—won't spoil the movement—so he just shakes his head and leads Minho on, tugging him with the energy of a current too strong to resist.
(or: minho & jisung find a secret meadow after the world ends)
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06 Nov 2025
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Love Thy Neighbor (Especially If He Looks Like That) by hynchns
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
21 Oct 2025
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The man who climbs down from the driver’s seat looks like he’s stepped out of a catalog. Maybe somewhere between 35 and 40, broad shoulders stretching his t-shirt in a way that suggests gym hours, but there’s a softness too - flesh over muscle, comfort over vanity. His hair is brown and slightly curly, his expression calm, purposeful.
Hyunjin almost drops his mug. “Oh,” he breathes to no one but Kkami, who has hopped onto the couch beside him, ears perked. “He’s hot. Our new neighbor is hot. He’s... no, he’s unfairly hot. That’s a DILF, Kkami.”
Kkami yaps, unimpressed.
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03 Nov 2025
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The only way for something to free itself from the gravitational influence of a massive body is when it travels fast enough to break away from it. Yunho can only wonder what the escape velocity for breaking out of Mingi’s orbit would be.
(Or, it’s almost comical how Mingi notices all the small things about Yunho and yet, doesn’t seem to have a fucking clue what his biggest predicament is.)
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01 Nov 2025
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Jisung opened his eyes then. Red and dark and without emotion. “How long has it been here?”
“Sixteen years,” Chan replied hoarsely. “It’s been sixteen years and six months.” Six days to the day. Swing. Thud.
Jisung nodded. “That makes sense. You look older.”
Chan laughed a little at that. He felt old.
or: Jisung dies sixteen years and six months ago. He returns.
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29 Sep 2025
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Changbin in the mirror, shirtless. Low cool lighting from above. It traces the angles of his body, the way he has grown into it over the years, the crescent shadow delineating bicep from tricep. The ridged definition of his forearm; the clean line of his collarbone traced from shoulder to sternum; the swell of his pecs; the faintest scattering of hair below his navel, where it disappears under the loose band of his sweatpants.
Changbin in the mirror: look at me, look at me, see me.
[8.59 am] me: minho-hyung i showed you my dick please respond
Even thirst traps are a kind of performance.
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- Part 2 of fens' 2d8
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26 Sep 2025
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Jisung presses closer, slings an arm around Jeongin’s shoulders. He puts on a voice, the one they all do when they talk to him: sweet, and gentle, like he’s still young. “Don’t you love me, maknae-yah –” kissing Jeongin’s cheek, his chin, the corners of his eyes. “Don’t you love me, Ayen-ah?”
Well. That’s kind of the problem. Jisung’s lips land a little too close to his and he pulls back like he’s been burned.
“Changbin-hyung,” he says, “does – does he look good on his knees?”
Jeongin is an adult who is perfectly capable of having sex. His hyungs, much to his chagrin, would beg to differ.
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23 Sep 2025
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The ballet dancer’s soft voice breaks through the buzzing black and white static that fills Jisung’s mind.
“Hello.”
“Ahh–” Jisung stumbles over himself for a moment, chewing his lip to get himself in order. “I’m Han Jisung, born in 2000. It's nice to meet you.”
Well. Shit. As if he needed anymore proof of how limited his ‘gift with words’ truly was. He shouldn’t have left the house, he clearly can’t be in society.
The dancer’s face lights up in amusement. “Wow, so formal and polite. I’m Minho.”
Minho’s smirk shifts again like mercury.
No, Jisung corrects himself, Minho feels too assured to be quicksilver.
It’s like the seasons. Like the spring melt. A change that brings relief. A shift so steady it feels stablising
Or: Jisung is a poet experiencing major writer's block. He goes out to find inspiration when he finds the ballet dancer Minho.
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19 Sep 2025
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31 Aug 2025