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He looks over the pictures of Mingyu arranged on his wall. These are pictures of the man he loves. A love who is so different from the love who gave him the camera of his dreams. A love who is kissing him in one picture and pinching his cheeks in another. A love who looks so at home in nature in yet another photo. A love whose pouting, smiling, and sleeping faces have all been captured and preserved in time by that camera.
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waiting for you (i’ll be here in the background) by serenaracha
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
07 Apr 2026
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“Just a friend. Someone from work,” Jeongin says, shrugging with one shoulder.
“What’s their name?” Seungmin asks. He’s trying hard to mask the shock in his voice. His discomfort is probably as clear as day on his face—he can practically feel his eye twitching. But luckily—or unluckily—Jeongin doesn’t look up from his phone to notice. He’s still texting.
“Beomgyu,” Jeongin answers.
Beomgyu.
Seungmin nods, and looks out the window as the streets fly by them in a blur.
Who the fuck is Beomgyu?
or, seungmin and jeongin are best friends. jeongin starts hanging out with a new friend, and an increasingly jealous seungmin reevaluates his feelings.
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19 Apr 2026
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It's funny, how you can wake in the morning and have no idea where the day will take you, where you'll be at the end of it. So many normal days pass without a thing changing. Ten, thirty, eighty, one-thousand days go by without a single incident. And then—
"Oh, Jisung! This is my cousin, Minho!"
—Minho.
Jisung thought he knew what love was, convinced himself as much. He's starting to think he's had it all wrong.
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16 Mar 2026
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Pojagi (보자기): A form of Korean textile art consisting of patchwork cloths made from scraps of fabric such as cotton, silk, ramie, and hemp.
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27 Jan 2026
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In which Jisung wears scent blockers and Minho smells like cinnamon.
or: Jisung doesn’t check the weather forecast, and a random alpha with a sweet smile turns his world upside down by offering a hug and starting an odd conversation
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Bookmarked by pinesalt (maplesalt)
20 Dec 2025
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Jisung wasn’t stupid or naive; she knew where this was heading. If you want, I could take you back to my apartment and you can look through my sketchbooks, as if. She knew exactly what she was going to be looking at. And it was— insane, actually, to think about. Men who looked like Hyunjin, like they’d just stepped off the cover of a magazine, didn’t sleep with girls like her. They fucked the kinds of girls who knew what to buy in Sephora and had skincare routines and didn’t go to parties in sweatpants. Girls like Jisung pulled the kinds of guys who were so desperately grateful to be having sex at all that they didn’t care that she owned the Naruto box set and had Pokemon plushies on her bed.
Hwang Hyunjin had never needed to sink to such lows. He’d always had a gaggle of girls following him, had dated all the hottest girls in high school, even though the whole time Jisung had thought he was using them as beards. If he was actually into girls— that meant he’d really dated them. He’d probably seen Shin Ryujin’s tits. Jisung had seen her topless in the locker rooms enough to know that those were nice tits.
She glanced down at herself. Fuck, she thought. I’m wearing granny panties.
Bookmarked by pinesalt (maplesalt)
05 Dec 2025