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Wooyoung shrugs off the oversized button down he was wearing, and the shirt he had on underneath is sleeveless, so. There are his arms. Hongjoong’s mouth is dry.
It isn’t a ridiculous thing to want someone you’ve had sex with, right?
(Hongjoong and Wooyoung broke up years ago.)
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01 Feb 2026
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How the Two Scorpios Learned to Let Go by Anonymous
Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band), Stray Kids (Band)
17 Jan 2026
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"We are not the same."
"Scorpios, we're the same."
"You've got to stop saying that…"
A lazy shrug follows from Minho as he takes his drink into his hand. "Anxious and crazy, what a combination."
Hongjoong doesn't know what to do about his inexplicable, unfounded and incredibly ill-advised interest in Minho. Ignoring it would be for the best, but the option to do so never quite seems all that attainable.
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28 Jan 2026
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The one where roommates Hongjoong and Yunho wake up in each other's bodies.
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18 Jan 2026
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"'Kris was here' is written in wobbly letters. The words bleed, already dripping into obscurity as the fog clears. Susie snorts. “Isn’t it kinda stupid to mark your territory where it’ll fade away in a few minutes?”
Kris shrugs. “It’s fine, as long as someone saw it.”"
Or:
susie's more observant than she lets on
Bookmarked by loveagain (warmbuns)
09 Jan 2026
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i won’t let you choke (on the noose around your neck) by connabeth, loveliet
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan
19 Aug 2024
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Time moves, unforgiving like the sea, relentless and indifferent, sweeping away the days with a rhythm that carries everyone forward, everyone but her. Her feet are anchored ankle-deep in the sand, fighting the tide urging her to move. But she remains rooted, caught in the undertow of a memory, a place where the world was a little simpler, or perhaps where the pain was a little less excruciating.
Annabeth is left with a fickle ankle, immune to ambrosia and nectar, that seems to take pleasure in catching her off-guard, rendering her limb useless, the heat of humiliation spreading up her leg and to her cheeks like a wildfire. She’s angry. She’s so, so angry. The condemnation of being helpless, a burden to every poor soul unfortunate enough to come across her. To Percy, especially, once he finds out. She pushes that thought to the side. He can’t see her like this. She refuses to let him.or
Annabeth can't seem to move forward and Percy can't seem to let her suffer alone
Bookmarked by loveagain (warmbuns)
02 Jan 2026