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“My advisor chose…I only told him to find someone attractive.”
Minho huffed out an incredulous laugh, shaking his head. “Well it’s good to know neither of us want to be in this situation. But I want to know…” Minho said. “...was your advisor right in his choice?”
Jisung’s breath hitched slightly and the bitter orange that had just been soaking the room was brushed away by a different, richer scent.
"He was."Or, alpha King Han Jisung needs to find a mate. Chan, his advisor, chooses Minho.
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When Jisung finally, finally, looked up and met Minho’s eyes, it was like all the air was sucked from the room. The sound of Minho’s heartbeat thundered in his ears like ocean waves crashing against boulders. Jisung’s gaze was steady, and somehow warm—because sweet Han Jisung would always be warm. Yet Minho’s body iced over and he desperately wanted to look away...but he couldn’t.
Or, it's been seven years since Minho last saw Jisung. Seven years since Stray Kids disbanded and Minho gave up on everything he and Jisung had. And even in those seven years, he hasn't been able to move on.
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“I’m straight.”
Jisung paled, all the blood draining from his face as Lee Know raised his eyebrows in surprise. He gave him another onceover and Jisung shrank under his gaze, tugging the hem of his skirt down to cover his thighs more.
“Well,” Lee Know said, shrugging. “Doing a scene with a man doesn’t mean you aren’t. Getting spanked or tied up feels the same whether it’s a man or woman.”Or, Jisung, for all intents and purposes, is straight. That is, until his friend Felix convinces him to come to a BDSM dungeon with him and he meets Lee Minho, or Lee Know, one of the dungeon's professional doms.
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Watching Minho smoke was mesmerizing. He looked like an angel—or perhaps a devil—as he took a long drag of the joint while the Christmas tree lights glimmered in the background. As he exhaled, his head tilted back, and Jisung’s eyes followed the cloud of smoke. He already felt high just from looking at him.
Or, Minho brings Jisung to his childhood home for Christmas, where they end up stuck alone. They make the most of their time.
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“Jisu,” she said, voice soft. “Han Jisu. And you’re…”
“Lee Minhee,” she said anyway, despite liking to keep her name a secret. For Pretty Girl—for Jisu—she was finding that, for some reason, she would do anything.
“Lee Minhee,” Jisu repeated. “I like that.”Or, Minhee meets Jisu in the middle of her breakup and falls head-over-heels in love.
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Minho felt heat slam up the back of his neck. His heart was beating like it had slipped into survival mode, every nerve bracing for impact. He clung to the counter with both hands, knuckles bone-white. “Minji,” he said, carefully - so carefully it hurt. “I need you to be completely honest with me right now.” His voice trembled like a bridge under pressure. “Did you go to the party across the street last night?”
The words burned on the way out. Not just because he didn’t want to know, but because he hated the person they belonged to. The tone. The suspicion. The way it sounded like something he’d heard growing up - cold and hollow and waiting for failure.
But this wasn’t about his father. This was about Jisung. Jisung, who encouraged recklessness like it was enlightenment. Jisung, whose porch was a revolving door of mistakes waiting to happen. Jisung, who was loud and smug and infuriating and - if she said yes -
If she said yes, Minho wasn’t going to knock. He was going to tear that man’s door off the hinges.
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01 Jul 2025
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to be alive by napricot
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Chris Evans Movies), The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV)
17 Jul 2025
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“You’re gonna have to come in eventually,” says Sam, then he takes a deep breath and steps away from Barnes, back towards the club. “But it doesn’t have to be now.” Barnes’ eyes widen, and he goes utterly still. “I’ve got some conditions though, if I’m gonna let you go.”
A year after the helicarriers go down, Sam finds not the Winter Soldier, but Bucky Barnes, who's trying his best to live and not just survive while on the run. Sam finds him and keeps finding him, and eventually, Sam finds himself too.
An alternate take on canon where Sam and Bucky have been secretly meeting up since after CATWS.
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29 Jun 2025
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spark me up, i'm a firework (i'll burst into light) by coffeeinallcaps
Fandoms: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe
12 May 2021
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"You know how the super-soldier serum makes everything, well, super? I guess you could say that's what happened to my sex drive."
"Okay," Sam says, processing. "So you..."
"I get really turned on," Bucky says. "As in, really turned on. I don't lose control or whatever, it's not like that, but I get really desperate for it. I start begging for it. I don't even know what I'm saying half the time, I just want it so bad."
"Okay," Sam repeats slowly, nodding in a way that he hopes conveys "Go on, I'm listening respectfully," rather than "This conversation is giving me a raging hard-on."
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03 Jun 2025
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In The Long Run by musette22
Fandoms: Captain America - All Media Types, Captain America (Chris Evans Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
05 Apr 2025
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“That looks broken,” Bucky says, with a nod at the stranger's face.
“I’m fine,” the man glowers.
Bucky can't help but smile at his surliness. “Whatever you say, lone ranger.”
It takes another moment, but eventually, the cracks a tiny smile of his own. He wipes his hand on his faded jeans and holds it out to Bucky. “Steve,” he says.
Ignoring the residual blood, Bucky takes the proffered hand, which is big and warm. “Nice to meet ya, Steve,” he offers with a crooked grin. “Name’s Barnes. James Barnes. But of course, everyone calls me Bucky.”
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01 Jun 2025
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“Hey Stevie.”
He froze. The voice had come from the shadows to his left, a voice so familiar yet so different. It was a little rougher now, hesitant, the accent washed from the words.
But Steve would have known that voice anywhere. “Bucky.”
A shadow detached itself from the rest, walking forward slowly. Cautiously. The stillness of his moments seemed to shatter the space between them, poised and on edge as if he were still ready for a fight.
Steve swallowed past the lump in his throat. “How are you, Buck?”
“I’m not armed.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
Bucky’s chin tilted up a fraction, but he kept his hands where Steve could see them. “I’m okay.”-or-
Every year on his birthday, Steve watches the fireworks over the city, only this time...he's joined by a ghost (figurative, not literal).
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01 Jun 2025