WaterMonkey
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- 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS (10)
- EXO (Band) (6)
- Stray Kids (Band) (3)
- NCT (Band) (3)
- TWICE (Band) (2)
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Chan didn’t mean to become a werewolf.
He also didn’t mean to end up tangled in the politics of a sanctuary pack buried deep in the mountains of Namwon, with a new body he doesn’t understand and a Head Omega who avoids eye contact and cooks like it’s a defense mechanism.
Felix has spent years keeping the pack together with routines, rotas, and the kind of emotional discipline that looks a lot like distance. He doesn't shift anymore. He doesn't ask for help. And he definitely doesn’t nest for strangers.
But then Chan walks in, all mismatched instincts and stupid warmth, and suddenly Felix is making stew like his life depends on it.
Love was never part of the plan.
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Officer Kim Seungmin was supposed to be the clean one. But with his father dying, his badge cracking under pressure, and a city bleeding at the edges, morality was the first casualty. All he wanted was to fund a treatment plan. What he got instead was a front-row seat to the criminal underworld's slow collapse—and Hwang Hyunjin.
Hyunjin, con artist, liar, grief-worn and golden, drags Seungmin deeper than he ever meant to go. Together, they unravel a decade-old secret buried in surveillance code, inherited guilt, and a dead girl’s final defiance.
As the line between cop and criminal blurs, Seungmin must decide who he's willing to protect—and who he’s willing to become—before the endgame traps them both.
OR: Mafia Hyunjin blackmails Police Officer Seungmin
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He only went down the hall because he heard his name. Baekhyun never would have imposed so far into Soo and Yeol’s apartment otherwise.
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Multiple Fics based on Stray Kids (that may or may not ever be finished)
1. The Overlapping of Edges (Warehouse 13 AU, Minsung) Updated!
↳Minho had lived a fairly long life. At the ripe age of 178, he’d seen plenty, done plenty; tasted, smelled, lived plenty. To the point where very little surprised him anymore. So he wasn’t expecting much from their new duty station.2. I Can Hear Music Playing... (Witch AU, BinSung)
↳Changbin opened a center, not a shop. A center. But he wasn't the first owner, and the walls were holding their breath. -
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“Ohh, babe!” Solar sprang to her feet, throwing him sideways onto the cot, “You want so badly to remember it's killing me!” She raked her fingers through her long rose gold hair and moaned. She looked a little possessed and Jimin wondered what was in her hot chocolate. What was in his hot chocolate? “But I can’t! I can’t! Not when Tae broke his own heart in the process!” She wailed. “He’s still kinda young, ya know? And he’s Amethyst so he’s already pretty inexperienced—”
“He’s not that naïve.” Jimin blurted out and then stopped, gaping at her with wide confused eyes. “How do I know that?” He panicked. “Why do I know that?”
“I can’t undo what Tae has done,” Solar's voice washed over him, pushing his fear back down, “but I can make it easier for you.”
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Never Been Bitten by GlitterCity
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
05 Feb 2026
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“How many times do I have to tell you I don’t fuck humans?” Shane asked.
“Until I listen, probably,” Ilya answered.
“Is that going to be many more, or…?”
Shane trailed off and Ilya didn’t answer right away, just let his eyes slide slowly up the other man and enjoyed the view. When he was finished, Shane was watching, waiting, narrowed eyes black in the darkness.
“Is probably going to be a whole lot of times,” he finally said. “Do you want to start now, or are you going to come flirt with me again tomorrow?”
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The one where Shane is a vampire, Ilya's a bartender, it's wintertime in New York City, and someone's on a murder spree.
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11 Jan 2026
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"Yes! Fine,” Minho says, slamming the book shut and turning back to face him. “I– I had to use a more…powerful banishing method this time. It wasn’t responding at all to the usual tricks.”
“Minho…”
“It’s fine. I’m fine.”
“Sure… For now. But that’s some dark shit you’re fucking with, kid. Humans aren’t built for that kind of energy coursing through their–”
“Where’s the job?”
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For all of his life, Minho has had powers that allow him to see otherworldly beings and interact with them, to perform powerful rituals, and now these powers give him a small amount of strength when attempting to combat the demonic entities trying to corrupt and invade our realm. But sometimes when we look beyond our own realm, things look back...and don't want to let us go.
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30 Dec 2025
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Minho sighs. “Put yourself in my shoes, Bin. You see incriminating photos of your best friend. You realize you’ve been in love with your best friend for ages. You can’t stop touching your dick while thinking about your best friend— and now you’re just supposed to hang out with your best friend like everything is fine?!”
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Changbin’s voice moves away from the receiver. Like he’s taking a lap. Minho doesn’t blame him. “You’re literally, like, the stupidest, gayest motherfucker I know.”
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17 Dec 2025
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"You might as well fuck each other at this point.”
They…they couldn't, could they? Seonghwa is straight. He's never thought of Hongjoong like that—at least, he doesn't think he has. That's not something that friends do. But even so…
Maybe it's the lingering bit of intoxication, or maybe it's that visceral, animalistic instinct to keep Hongjoong all to himself rearing its ugly head, but for some ungodly reason Seonghwa's first reaction isn't to dismiss the idea. To write it off as ridiculous or impossible.
No. He looks back up at Hongjoong, who's now turned with his back to his companion, pressed all along his front—and suddenly it's all Seonghwa can think about.
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Two clammy hands cradle an empty bottle of heat suppressants like a corpse.
He gives the bottle a meager little shake. Nothing rattles within.
Panic settles in and Jisung jerks to life. He fights with the childproof cap—resorting to using the cuff of his sweater to help since his hands are useless—and stares, in disbelieving agony, into a barren bottle.
The tears come on so quickly that he doesn’t even register a way to stop them before they’re rolling down his cheeks and landing on the label that he’s considered his religion for over 365 days.
Take 2 pills 1x a day. Failure to do so will have immediate effects and could lead to flash heat(s).
Or: Jisung’s suppressants run out on a bus. He starts panicking, until a quiet alpha switches seats and whispers, “Breathe. I’ve got you.”