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“Oh, gods. Don’t tell me you have delusions of taming me.”
“Taming you? No, I have no such aspirations,” Wyll says, his voice a muted, steady tenor. “All I’ve ever wanted was to set you free.”
Prince Charming catches himself a vampire.
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Bookmarked by canine1827
18 Aug 2026
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immense praise all around for this series as a whole i MUST make this known. complicated in the best ways, terrorizingly striking, deeply sexually arousing sorry not sorry, full of heart, gut wrenching, and positively brimming with love.
(the best stories are written by tenderhorny freaks with a vision!!!!!!!!!!! thank you tenderhorny freaks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
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Seonghwa is a neat freak: No-nonsense on cleaning, adamant about disinfecting, strict on organization.
Seonghwa is an angel on Earth: Comforting, kind, patient, and caring. He never snaps, he takes teasings in stride, and barely bats an eye when the kids are being brats.
The only exception to the rule is when he fucks Hongjoong.
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- Part 1 of high like the moon, rock with me
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Bookmarked by canine1827
15 Jan 2026
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A sniffle.
Minho turns, confused, and catches Jisung wiping at his cheek.
“…Are you crying?” he asks, frowning.
Jisung blinks at him, glassy-eyed and a tiny bit miserable. He doesn’t even pretend to deny it this time. He lifts his head with the devastated honesty only the heartbroken and intoxicated can manage.
“Yes,” he admits simply. “I’m crying. Because I’m drunk.”
“Oh.” Minho blinks, then lets out a startled laugh. “Oh, no.”
or: Jisung is drunk and can't stop talking about Minho's voice– until he starts talking about love.
Bookmarked by canine1827
18 Dec 2025
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every time i re-read this fic i get emotional and start tearing up. may this type of gentle comfort in being seen and understood beyond personal comprehension find me.....
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Being with Steven is like being home.
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Minho knows nothing about palmistry and everything about loving Jisung.
Minho takes his sweet time re-adjusting Jisung’s hand under the lights of the subway tunnel. “I’d avoid walking under any hanging flower pots today. Your gravity line isn’t looking too hot.”
“Isn’t it a little late for that? There’s literally thousands of pounds of concrete above us right now.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” Minho disregards the squint being sent his way in favor of flattening Jisung’s palm against his own. Lets himself be a hint reckless in the disorder of the commuter crowd, threading their fingers together in what he hopes is a casual way. “It cancels out because I’m here.”
Jisung smiles faintly at the intersection of their bodies, hunches a bit. “If you say so."
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Bookmarked by canine1827
26 Nov 2025
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this fic makes me feel big big big feelings. i cried the first time i read it and im back to cry some more because i love this fic so very much. the gentle progression does something insane to my soul and the needing/wanting is sooooo. i don't have words to explain it really it's just So. brilliant lovely work love is stored in the citrus and choice to continue loving