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Shit. There really is something so fucking romantic about it all. He’s never seen someone so determined to take on a Union member, never mind one of Seongje’s calibre, yet so ill-equipped for the task.
Eunjang would probably die for his friends if it came down to it. It’s kind of cool of him.
- Or: Seongje and Juntae in the aftermath of Daesung's Motorcycles.
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31 May 2026
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He was supposed to be in China.
Instead, Doran signs a contract that gives him everything he ever wanted and stands in a practice room where he feels like a substitute in his own life. Oner is the first one who notices, the one who makes space for him, until that space becomes something Doran mistakes for his.
But some warmth is just habit. Some closeness is just good for the camera.
So Doran learns how to stay without reaching back.
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04 May 2026
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rose blood (i will be taking every bit of you with my heart) by daienkaixoxentei
Fandoms: League of Legends RPF
15 Dec 2025
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Roses, Jihoon thinks. Is that the fragrance he’d smelled? But the roses he’s always smelled have had a brighter, more volatile perfume. The scent that has him anchored is richer, more complex. These must be some special variety, something exotic hidden among the more common stock.
“Hello,” a gentle voice cuts through the haze that clouds his mind. “Can I help you?”
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Jihoon takes refuge in a flower shop to hide from the rain, and can't figure out which flower it is that smells so incredibly wonderful to him.
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05 Apr 2026
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“What’s your name?” Han Juwon asks, not that he really cares what the answer is.
The man’s face does something complicated, spasms with a series of emotions Juwon can’t name. “Lee Dongsik,” he finally says.
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Han Juwon wakes up in a hospital bed. The last thing he remembers is driving to Manyang for his first day of work.
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22 Feb 2026
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“Frontman. I need him.” Seungkwan lifts his own glass, pinky extended to the stage.
Seungkwan noticed him the second he came on stage (all of two minutes ago). He’s lanky, his head is freshly buzzed— and the way he moves oozes with confidence. An absolutely killer smile paired with stage presence— Seungkwan was sold.
Soonyoung follows the line of Seungkwan’s point, tiny straw hanging between his lips. He openly scowls when he realizes who Seungkwan is talking about, spits his straw back into his glass. “No shot, Kwannie. These assholes are too popular for us. They’re literally straight off a tour.”
“That's great. I don’t give a damn. I’m going to fuck that one.”
(OR: Seungkwan doesn't date musicians, but he certainly fucks them.)
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