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Poor baby Jisung just wanted to spend the day with his band members but all of them seemed to forget about the little baby.
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14 Sep 2026
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“Thought of you, as he fucked me,” Jisung confesses, eyes closing over as he lets his body soak up every bit of pleasure he’s receiving, not noticing the way Chan’s lips fall to an ‘o’ shape and eyes glisten with an inkling of sadness only to be eclipsed with pride as the last few words spill out. “Only way I could get off.”
Chan reminds himself over and over that this isn’t a good thing, he shouldn’t feel positively about this information and yet his body can’t seem to act on rationality.
Or, Jisung visits Chan late at night after a breakup, and their reunion turns into something more than just a hookup.
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13 Sep 2026
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He sighs and makes his way down to the shore as the waves crash deafeningly in the night. The water is a black mass that twists and writhes like it’s alive. He stops a few feet from the water’s edge as it laps on the wet sand. It reaches out for him, but he stays out of its grasp.
He curses at the sea. Its grey storming skies and its briny water that coats his skin. Its endless depths that cough up monsters instead of fish.
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Fisherman Jisung begins to feel like he is being watched when he goes out in his boat, and the feeling only worsens as his nets start pulling up dead creatures that have been torn apart by... something.
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13 Sep 2026
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God's stupid favourite lamb in the slaughterhouse. by treacheryy
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
11 Sep 2026
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He's floating, no, literally.
He's one centimetre away from bumping his head against the ceiling. Jisung blinks and dares a glance down. The first strange thing to catch his eyes is the edge of the drawer that has somehow bent itself, almost as if it had shied away from Jisung's tumbling figure. He even has the illusion that the poor thing is trembling.
The second strange thing is Minho's very awake looming figure and his eyes that have narrowed down into a glare to stare at the trembling (?) object.
Jisung finally finds his voice to echo a flustered, "Huh?"
At that wounded noise, Minho whips his head upwards at a speed that looks painful. The glare immediately washes away, a soft chirping voice scolds, "Oh dear, you ought to be more careful."
Or Jisung returns home to a stranger cooking dinner for him in a cute apron. It tilts his life off it's axis.
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12 Sep 2026
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Jisung finally takes in Minho’s state, tempted to lean in close so he can get a whiff of his breath. His flushed face would make sense if he had been drinking and would explain his reckless behavior of coming here in the snow without a jacket.
It wouldn't make sense, however, considering they have dance practice so early tomorrow. Minho just wouldn't do that.
“Was drinking with Yongbokkie.”
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12 Sep 2026