Linnoring
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Obviously, there were some advantages of being a beta. Jisung didn't feel a bunch of smells suffocating him everywhere he went, he didn't feel fear from the mere stern voice of an alpha, nor did he get turned on when helping his friends in heat, whether they were alphas or omegas. He really should be grateful, and believe him, on many occasions he was immensely happy for not being such an open book as the other classes, but something changed along the way, and suddenly it was as if his whole body begged to be different.
As if the butterflies in his stomach weren't enough, getting excited every time Minho was even mentioned, Jisung also had to learn to deal with an insanely delicious scent following him everywhere he went, like an extra shadow. It may have been subtle at first, bearable even, but slowly one problem merged with another and turned his simple beta life into a complete mess.
Just because he wanted to be different, just because he was made for Minho.
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“— Agora não — sua voz saiu rouca, tão fraca quanto todo seu corpo —, em um minuto.
— Em um minuto o quê?
Changbin suspirou, sentindo suas pernas perdendo a força.
— Vou estar pronto pra você.
— Hum.
Christopher mexeu a cabeça como se tivesse entendido o recado, mas continuou parado, com a mão exatamente onde estava e ainda mais apertada. Changbin chiou, tombando a cabeça para trás ao sentir o pau do companheiro ser pressionado contra sua bunda, duro dentro das calças, provavelmente babando do jeito que ele gostava.
— Pra mim parece no ponto.”Ou
Changbin achava que seria o viadinho da prisão, o alívio sexual ambulante de seus futuros companheiros de cela e por isso jurou para si mesmo que protegeria seu orgulho até o último segundo, podendo dizer até que ficou aliviado ao descobrir que estava sendo protegido por um Zé mané que sequer o conhecia. Ainda assim, depois de um tempo tendo de se aliviar tocando punheta, suas necessidades também passam a gritar.
Por isso, não se incomoda quando Christopher, com quem costuma foder às vezes, o aborda quando está em pé no banheiro, desfazendo o zíper da calça. Uma mão no seu pau o obriga a parar. -
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Para alguém que respira arte, digere arte, transpira arte e se afoga em arte como forma de sobrevivência, não conseguir viver dela é como ser um pássaro de asas arrancadas, como uma caixinha de música quebrada que perdeu seu propósito. Você se sente inútil, perdido no mundo.
Seu corpo não funciona, seus sonhos são tão alcançáveis como voltar no tempo e viver vira uma tentativa infinita de correr e finalmente conseguir sair do lugar. É tenebroso e suga a vitalidade de qualquer um que tente sobreviver a isso.
É por isso que sinto que estou definhando e lentamente largando a mão de um Kim Seungmin que não existe há muito, muito tempo, a minha maior versão, a mais feliz, gentil e humana.
Também acho que Chan percebe isso, e quando menos espero estou lentamente sendo ressuscitado por seu sorriso, sua boca e sua obsessão por mim.
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Jungwon diz em live que vai tomar banho sozinho, como se, de alguma forma, tal informação não estivesse implícita no ato de “tomar banho”.
Para ele, no entanto, havia certa naturalidade em entender que banho era sinônimo de companhia, carinho e muito amor compartilhado, e ter que banhar-se sozinho era uma falha, uma exceção, um lamento.
Não que ele acreditasse que aconteceria aquela noite (que se banharia sozinho na solidão do chuveiro), mas era bom jogar algumas provocações no ar apenas pela rotina.
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Gentil, gostoso e meio burro, tudo que Jisung gostava em Lee Minho.
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Minho stares into those eyes– deep blue, bottomless as the crushing depths where light has never reached. There is hate there. Pure, unadulterated rage. But underneath it– something else. Something impossible. Something wrong.
Something that shouldn’t be there. Not in a siren. Not in a thing.
Something about those eyes makes Minho falter.
He tightens his grip on the knife. His muscles are taut, everything in him– blood, bone, memory– screaming to finish the job, to end this creature beneath him, to end this.
He should kill him. He needs to kill him.
Minho was raised to hunt monsters. Jisung was born to hunt humans.
When Minho chooses to spare Jisung on a siren hunt, his choice becomes a fracture in everything both of them thought they knew about monsters, mercy, and love.
or: Between sea and land, Minho and Jisung find themselves bound by blood, salt, and something impossible to undo.
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- Part 1 of tidebound
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29 Mar 2026
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Minho laughs, then shakes his head and doesn't drink. Jisung sighs in relief, then glances at Minho, voice softer. "Never have I ever… been in love with a friend." Jisung drinks his own right away.
Minho freezes, hoping he misheard… misunderstood.
Or: Minho and Jisung are supposed to be sharing a cabin over Christmas with their eight friends. Unfortunately, a snowstorm has other plans
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20 Jan 2026
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“This year,” Jisung shakes his leg for a second, before pushing out of the chair entirely to stand. “This year, Esquire told me they want something new. Something avant garde, something that has never been seen before. They want a moment that shocks people, and they want to do it in a 16 picture spread.”
A 16 picture spread is massive - Minho was expecting maybe five, and he can see Mija’s shock out of the corner of his eye. Jisung smirks and rests his weight on his hands against the edge of the table.
“I told them I wanted to choose my model and set my own timeline. I’ve got the budget and connections, I just need the perfect muse. That’s where you come in, Minho-ssi.”
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04 Jan 2026
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"What—what's your problem?" Jisung asks weakly. His voice cracks, knees knocking together in a way that makes Minho want to grab them and pull them apart.
"My problem is with you running out here to lose your virginity to just any alpha," Minho snaps as his scent seeps into the air around them, sharp and bitter. "Jisung-ah. I have had self-control for seven years and I am losing it right now. I don't think I can hold myself back."
Or, Jisung insists on going on a mating run to lose his virginity. Minho sets out to stop him.
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28 Dec 2025
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Minho would’ve chuckled at the big, black fuzzy caterpillar of a hat on the guy onstage if he hadn’t gotten stuck on his bright, round eyes. Or his soft pink-tinted cheeks. Or the awkward, but cute way his feet nervously turned inward as he adjusted the strap of his guitar. Or the gentle twinge of brunette slipping over his forehead.
Maybe the array of buttons on his jacket was part of it too.
“Hi, I’m-” Mic feedback screeched and the poor guy winced as he scrunched his face. “Sorry…I’m HAN. Han Jisung is my real name, but you know, needed a stage name.” He bit his lip and slid his fingers over the fret of his red electric guitar. “It’s bingo night? That’s cool.”
He was so awkward that Minho wanted to eat him. In an endearing way, not like a cannibal or something. Though his clipboard was meant for taking bingo attendance, Minho couldn’t help but pencil in “Han Jisung” above the margins, just so he wouldn’t forget.
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15 Dec 2025