lixiebee
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- Stray Kids (Band) (17)
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“You think yourself so clever, don't you? You've been running laps around me and my palace, haven't you darling? You bat your pretty eyes, whine in that pretty little voice and you know I'll do anything for you.”
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- Part 2 of nectar, blood
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Minho is pregnant.
He’s happy. Of course he’s happy, he's wanted to be a dam for so long.
That doesn't mean he isn't scared of what the future holds for him.
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Minho is finally going to have his pup.
Unfortunately, everyone seems to have a problem with that.
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“Your life is for the pack.” Chan's father, the Pack Alpha, had told him as a mere pup, and he had never dared to question it.
Because of this, it took many years for Chan to make his first friend.
Minho was quiet and reserved. His presentation as an alpha was a blessing for his family, not a necessity.
Not like Chan's.
Chan took a quiet liking to Minho. The younger pup was kind and caring and Chan admired it.
Minho admired Chan in turn.
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The path to Baeko-ri was long, and dark, and winding but Minho travelled it on foot.
Minho didn't fear the dark, the unknown, or whatever was lurking in the shadows because he had learned that real monsters hid in plain sight.
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In an age where kingdoms rose not only from stone and soil, but from the very ideals their people bled for, two nations stood—neither lesser than the other, yet neither content to be merely equal.
To the east stood Moran, a realm kissed by dawnlight and sculpted in quiet grace.
To the west, Australis stood proud amidst jagged cliffs and volcanic heights, its very foundations born from flame and fury.
Where Moran flowed, Australis withstood. Where Moran softened, Australis sharpened.
The two kingdoms stand not as partners, but as rivals—entwined not in peace, but in blood.
Thier fate, lies in the hands of two princes whose love is hidden beneath boughs and branches.
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"Do not fret, my moon." Minho says, nuzzling into his neck, "What did your alpha tell you?"
Chan swallows down the overwhelming jealousy he feels at the mere idea of Minho with another omega,
"You will give me your pups." He says firmly, almost demanding, "You promised to make an Empress out of me."
"Mmn," Minho hums, "And I am nothing if not a man of my word, am I not?"
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Imperial Consort Chan truly does not mind how his life is turning out.
For now, he is the Emperor’s favourite concubine. But soon, soon, he will be his only consort.Chan will make it so.
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The tales of Bang Chan and Hwang Hyunjin, The Emperor and Prince Consort of the Panthean Realm.
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03 Jun 2026
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After about three meetings in one week that Wooyoung ‘didn’t have to go to’, he started actually getting suspicious. He was confused at first, but it was just curiosity. What on earth could San be doing that Wooyoung couldn’t witness? If it was just… permit stuff, why couldn’t he come? He half debated waiting in the damn truck to force San to take him.
And after about two weeks of suspicious nighttime outings, Wooyoung got anxious. The random texts and calls San kept getting before his nights out, those just made it worse. The first couple of times Wooyoung had ignored it- but San hardly used his phone, so why was it always on him, now? Why was he so quick to snatch it off the table when it went off, and Wooyoung was there? Why were all his calls hushed and taken across the entire backyard, where Wooyoung couldn’t hear unless he followed? The calls were frequent- the texts were daily, at this point. Who the hell was he talking to?
And then, he met her.
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- Part 3 of 🤠 Buckle Bunny Cinematic Universe 🐰🍯
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San had heard a saying, before. Something about being soft enough to hold a bird in your hands and not hurt it, but steady enough to keep it so it didn’t fly away. He didn’t want to be rough, but that was kind of what he’d ended up being, for a while.
He could lie and say he didn’t know what changed it. What had turned his working hands into softer, kinder ones. What had softened him into something malleable enough to be loved. What allowed him to keep that little bird, sitting happily in his palm, deciding on its own that that was where it wanted to stay. That was where it felt safest, most loved.
He’d never managed to keep hold of something so fleeting before.
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- Part 1 of 🤠 Buckle Bunny Cinematic Universe 🐰🍯
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Knocked up because of a one night stand, Minho has choices. He could take the mating offer of obligation from the baby’s father: hot and rich, but no more to him than that. Or he could make his own choice, knowing he has family, friends, a good job. He could choose himself, and choose the baby, and know he’d be okay.
He doesn't mean to change his mind. He can do it himself. Unless he decided he doesn’t want to.
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Driven by a sudden, desperate impulse, Minho leaned in close, his shadow merging with Chan’s. The words tumbled out in a frantic, breathy rush: "I'mtiredoflisteningtotheirmoaneverynight."
The silence that followed was deafening.
Then, a slow, effortless smile spread across Chan’s face—a smile so wide his eyes virtually disappeared into crescents of mischief. "And which room is currently hosting this... nightly performance?"
"302," Minho muttered, his face flushing a deep, involuntary crimson.
"Ah," Chan exhaled, a soft laugh escaping him. "You’re Jisung’s roommate."
Minho nodded fervently, his eyelashes fluttering in a rhythmic display of anxiety. "Please. Can I? Is there any way out?"
Chan’s expression shifted, his voice turning suddenly professional, almost cold. "Of course, you can’t change roommates."
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Minho is straight and trying to keep his straightness.