“It was a song about longing, about the sudden realization that I was incomplete and the peace of finding the person who made me feel whole. It wasn't about you being perfect for me, Sh. It was about you being ENOuGH and complete my life.”
🏴☠️ Beyond the Horizon – 7/?
🏴☠️↑HJ/SH↓
🏴☠️ Main tags: Dystopia, Enemies to lovers, Hurt/Comfort, Found Families
🏴☠️ 60,5k words
Chapter 7 "Don't turn off your device" is out!
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Human Nature
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Oneshot 11k words
Hongjoong feels the rise and fall of his body beneath his hands and is suddenly struck by the absurd fragility of it all, something almost eerie about how temporary a body feels beneath his hands...
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its finally COCKtober 🍆🎃 so u know what that means 👀👅 Dick sucking awareness month 😯🙆🏼👅 🎃 IT'S TIME TO GET ☠️SPOOKY💀 👏 GET 👊FISTED👊 BY A 💀SKELETON 💀SHOVE✊🍭 CANDY 🌽🌽CORN🍬 IN YOUR👉ASS😽 AND 🙅DONT🙅♂️ FORGET TO SUCK😩🙌 SOME 💏DRACULA💉 DICK🍆💦
🕸️Spider🕷️Chapter 3
-ˋˏ┈𖢥 Act I — And the Show Beginsˋˏ┈𖢥
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Cr1me Lord!Hj ✧ Trophy wife!Sh
🕸️Mafia au•
🕸️Freak4Freak•
🕸️Exes to Lovers•
🕸️Angst with a happy Ending•
🕸️Toxic Yaoi (very) •
🕸️Beta-read by @Honeybee_Hwangi
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As an alpha police officer and the son of a fallen captain, Hj carries both the badge and the grief of a devastating loss.
3 years ago, his father was murdered while investigating a ruthless syndicate, a tragedy triggered by an unwitting accomplice.
Psh.
“what kind of absurdity is this?!” crumpling the paper in his hand, the king’s voice roared inside the court.
it was indeed absurd, that the nation the moon goddess breathed life into is now turning their back on him, wanting to annihilate his existence along with the king’s.
✮ ‧₊˚ you're my rival, i should hate you ˚₊ ‧ ✮
✮ football/soccer mctz rivals au || rated E
✮ 1/? chapters || 10k words
✮ defending midfielder sh × attacking midfielder hj || enemies to lovers
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historical era yvngi🪭
mg gave him a teasing smile before turning away. "goodnight, then"
yh caught his wrist. "oh, no you don't."
before mg could protest, yh pulled him back, the silk fan opening in his other hand just as their lips met,shielding them from the crowded hall.👇
1936– kħj, wealthy poet, cannot let ppl find out he’s a homosexual. psħ, an orphaned dancer, dreams of Paris’ stages. drafted, their fate’s uncertain. ħj obsessively writes about sħ, delirious once injured, he kisses him, crossing boundaries, forgetting the “man” he’s meant to be