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Choi Jongho has a wild crush on his bartender, Angel. He's never been with a man before, but being with women just isn't enough. But Angel, he's perfect.
Yeosang takes work with the Jeong Family to scope out a rival to flesh out any dirt.
It’s a honeypot mission. Straightforward seduction and information extraction. Easy. “Run this by me again?” "Wooyoung's not his type." "And you are?" "I was," Yeosang smiles, sad and full of teeth, and there's a story in need of telling.
Hongjoong's crew needs to get the information for their employers. The only problem? Yeosang knows the target. A little too well...
When Wooyoung tripped over a root, he thought his biggest problems were dirty clothes and some infuriating farmhand trying to flirt with his fiance. Then suddenly nothing around him seems familiar, and the advice offered by the beautiful man he comes across leads him lost even further into the woods.
It's only when he sees that he's become unseen to Yeosang, who is looking for him, that Wooyoung realizes he's in much, much bigger trouble. And he has to find a way out, for he's about to be hunted down.
Yeosang and Wooyoung found a safe place to stay in the hospital run by Hongjoong and Seonghwa, shining as a beacon of hope amidst the grey ruins of an abandoned city. Everything could be perfect - until Wooyoung is the one suddenly plagued by strange dreams this time, reminding him of his painful past unrelentingly. He starts feeling a frail connection with San flaring up and calling out to him, provided through the latter being his maker. When a chance to save him presents itself in the form of a potential cure for feral vampirism, Wooyoung decides to try and find his lost best friend before it's too late. Among further deepening his relationship with Yeosang while simultaneously adjusting to his newly revived bond with San, Wooyoung learns more about himself and the world around him than he'd ever expected - and in the end, things might not turn out to be as simple as he would've thought.
“When he brought up proposing, it suddenly occurred to me that even if, somehow, Felix wasn’t the one, there’d come a time when someone San loved said yes. As his friend, I’d be at his wedding. If I never left the city, I’d see him and his partner start a family. If I left the country, I’d still visit from time to time, and see him—them—then. I want him to be happy, but I owe it to myself to try for my own happiness. I can’t do that, here. And if I’m going to leave, I should go where I’m needed. To be needed is a good step to being happy, I think.”
“You haven’t tried—pardon this—getting over him? Centauri means leaving everyone.”
Yeosang forced a smile. “Of course, I’ve tried. It’s never worked. As long as he’s nearby, it never will.”
Yeosang always thought running away to the circus was just a made-up thing, not something people did in real life. But all of that changes when the Twilight Circus comes to town.
The acts are different as well, darker, a little scarier, with an undercurrent of danger that he just can't figure out.
Listen to the harmonica, and you will know they are coming. Night falls, and you will dance to their illusion. Watch out, you might fall in love with dark charms. Twilight Circus has come to town.
Choi San is the new leader of Viridian City's Gym, and he has a tall task ahead of him with the Gym being renovated after being the hideout for noted criminal, Giovanni of Team Rocket. While running errands, he meets hardworking and shy Pokemon Lab Tech Kang Yeosang, who is helping at the Pokémon Centre.
At first, San is drawn to Yeosang's sweet smile and cute personality, but under the moonlight, he finds that they've both got more in common than he thinks...
“Your Highness,” Yeosang startles at Yunho’s formality. “I implore you to have an open mind about this. San presented himself at court. That has to speak to some intention at reintegrating himself into society. He has placed the expectation on himself to attend and make conversation at a litany of social events. I don’t want you to ruin your first season for yourself because you’ve become so wrapped up in this heirloom and Choi San’s supposed Choi San-ness.”
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There is a pendant that is passed down the family line that connects the wearer to his future soulmate. The connection is purely telepathic, meaning that, at times, they can hear each other’s thoughts. However when Character A is passed the pendant, he instantly knows who his soulmate is and it is someone he either already knows he cannot be with or it is with someone he does not get along with.
As fate brought them together, vampire Yeosang and human prince San are having a forbidden affair. NIghtly visits strengthens their bond but not everyone is so approving, and fate olays its very own game.
A game across different lifetimes.
What caused the downfall of their relationship? Was only one of them responsible, or was it all three of them? Who was to blame?
Jongho, a rogue from Zey, a man of little words and even less hesitation. He teams up with Yeosang, the crown prince's younger brother with stars in his eyes and gentle hands.
The two of them are taking on their most dangerous mission yet. Climb down into the chasm to find whatever it takes to unify their split city.
Enter all dangers possibly imaginable.
“One single, isolated, and pathetic orgasm.” People constantly mistake a simple moment of pleasure and temporary bliss for undying and pure devotion. He finds it fascinating. And certainly annoying too. “And you think you know absolutely everything about me?”
Detroit, 2038 Androids have become a normal part of our daily lives. Human-like machines that do the work us humans no longer want to do without complaining or talking back. But what if those androids suddenly develop a conscience and emotions? Will humans accept a new intelligent species living amongst them as equals or are the United States facing a civil war?
Basically DBH but make it ATEEZ.
[Based on the video game Detroit: Become Human]
Or, the sudden arrival of four new students at the most prestigious university in the region threatens to reveal secrets that manipulate the present. Between a declined card and a broken heart, sometimes it's hard to tell which hurts more.
There are ways to repair a broken heart– Choi Jongho would know.
After his first love returns from abroad, requesting his hand in marriage, the Cœurdonnier is thrust back into a world he thought he left behind. Commissioned by the queen to eliminate any and all threats to the sanctity of fate, the couple is forced to challenge their own bond. However, a lie can only carry them so far.
OR a fic where Yeosang and Jongho really just can't catch a break and camellias are always painted crimson.
Asorazey: a town on a cliff, split by an abyssal canyon. East is where the nobles sleep, west is where the outlaws creep.
Jongho grows up in a divided city. Every day he fights for his survival in the slums of what has one been an united kingdom that had surpassed countless other places in its glory.
Enter Yeosang, a prince from the extravagant east side. A man, who is writing a book about their city without ever having been exposed to the outside world.
No one is allowed to cross the canyon.
Kang Yeosang is a sinner, and he infringes the belief with desires that the neighborhood's charming boy has awakened in him. But once his father discovers the kisses he shares with the Jung's youngest son, rage falls from heaven, and Yeosang is prohibited to leave his father's properties until God has forgiven him for his wrongdoings. The thing is just...
How is one forgiven when what has been done simply just doesn't feel wrong?
When Yeosang stands in the lands of Lectushire Fortress, his father wants the church to conduct a cleansing of his soul and the order to learn him how to fight with a sword like a real man.. Things that Yeosang never thought he needed in his life to feel complete.
That is until Yeosang falls in love with the character of the Templar's knight, Choi Jongho. From there on, nothing will be the same ever again...
❝Memento mori, my dear..Remember we all must die... It's your time to end your journey here.❞ _
A tale for all of you who love prideous knights, unjust sinners, and the aesthetic of the medieval ages. ⚔︎ Perhaps you encounter a folklore hiding beneath the churning surface of the battles in a Knights Templar's life...
Yeosang doesn't understand how the world could forget what happened to him so quickly. Were the news stories not horrifying enough? The leaked photos of his body not as blood-curdling as he'd thought?
"You look pretty today baby."
Yeosang could only smile at Seonghwa from across the room. Words were impossible when every last tooth was missing from his mouth, and being immortalized wasn't nearly as easy as Yeosang had expected.
Jung Wooyoung has been a runaway for as long as he can remember, learning the hard way that the only one to trust was oneself. He had big dreams of fighting on the sea, hunting those who sought to do others harm. In a series of unfortunate events, he finds himself as a stowaway on a vessel of pirates, and wonders if maybe all the stories he heard were myths after all.
“Oh no… Oh Gods no.” He whispered, back hitting a tree as his body was frozen in place.
Huge red and black wings were the first thing that came into view, unfurling from around a scaly body that approached the men with pounding footsteps.
A dragon. The very creature Yeosang had swore he would never forgive.
The very creature that had just now saved his life.
(or: yeosang is a prince, san is a dragon, and they both wish to escape their pasts and leave for the far shores, a place where humans and magical folk can co-exist in peace. the problem is that they hate each other. at least, they do for now.)
Yeosang is a comfortable weight beside San as his mind drifts underneath the lazy rise of the sun and wind rustling through the trees. Yeosang murmurs, “Do you remember how we wanted to be teachers?”
“God,” San laughs. Yeosang nudges him playfully with his shoulder. “You really remember that?”
(Rebuilding after years of destruction is understandably hard. San has a three-step plan to tackle this pseudo-predicament: build a school, adopt a kid, and marry the love of his life—not necessarily in that order, of course.)
Not even in a hundred years Yeosang will forget the year of change, the year his life took a 180-degree spin and he was able to see how clear the sky was.
How blue.
How they became better.
Jongho, a rogue from Zey, a man of little words and even less hesitation. He teams up with Yeosang, the crown prince's younger brother with stars in his eyes and gentle hands.
The two of them are taking on their most dangerous mission yet. Climb down into the chasm to find whatever it takes to unify their split city.
Enter all dangers possibly imaginable.
“What good is being haunted if your ghost is absolutely useless,” San grumbles. The wind that ruffles his hair feels mocking.
(San's family has always been a little weird about Haven. Now that they can't breathe down his neck, it's time he finds out why.)
Yeosang's life in The Dusk is repetitive and mundane. He works a dead-end job and lives in a dingy apartment among the city's nightclubs and gang hideouts, far from the glittering towers and luxury of the Sun District. One unlucky day proves to be fateful when his life is completely turned around, beginning with an almost fatal run-in with the Eclipse gang, to a shootout with the AI police force, and ending with the world-shattering revelation that he possesses abilities unknown to even himself. When what was once conspiracy becomes his new reality, Yeosang must grapple with new enemies and old scars, all the while a revolution comes to fruition.
“I want to go there,” he said, pointing out his window.
“Where?” San asked.
“There. Wherever my finger lands.”
Wooyoung was always like that. Sure but not sure. San couldn’t understand how Wooyoung wasn’t afraid of whatever ‘there’ was, but seeing him smile was reassuring enough.
“Trust me, San,” Wooyoung had said, “I promise I’ll get us out of here. Just give it time.”
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in which San traverses the galaxies before finally realizing where he was always meant to land.
When Jung Wooyoung barges into San's family's convenience store one night San never expects to see him again.
When Kang Yeosang barges into San's family's convenience store several days later, searching for his missing best friend, San realizes maybe there's more to the story than what he knows.
What follows is the strangest road trip of San's life
~~ or a wild chase to questionable roadside attractions might be the smartest way to get two people together, even if it wasn't Wooyoung's intentions
Living among the stars sounds like an awesome way to spend your life. But there is danger among the beauty and darkness of the universe that harms as easily as it attracts.
Some chose this life willingly. Other were dragged into it. None of them regret it.
It began with rumors. Talks. Inquisitions. Quiet whispers that were more disbelieving than frightened. No one believed they would do it. Because, really, what country would be stupid enough to actually drop all the bombs they threatened? It was a scare tactic. They would never follow through.
They did.
And there are those who refuse to die, and those who refuse to let others die.
“Why do you do this?” Yeosang turns to his side, facing San directly. “You don’t even like it.”
“What else am I supposed to do?” San raises a brow. He’s never known anything else. He was born to take over his dad’s empire. He’s never minded it all that much. He’s good at it, being this character. It helps the anger that never leaves, that suffocates him at times.
“Anything.” Yeosang whispers.
“So why are you here then?”
“By the time he’d recovered, we’d already become inseparable, so we just… never split up. That was a long time ago, of course, but…”
Wooyoung lets his sentence trail off into the night, Yeosang remaining silent by his side.
San turns back to gaze at the river and takes a drag of his cigarette, smoke curling out around his lips. “Fuck this city.”
A smile creeps across Yeosang’s face as he curls further into the jacket wrapped around his shoulders, tilting his head to take in the sight of the two next to him against Kabuki’s distant lights. “Yeah. Fuck this city.”
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How solo mercenary San Choi met Wooyoung Jung and Yeosang Kang, two extraordinary hackers vi hidden within the filth of Night City.
Mingi was playing dirty and attempting to distract San so that they wouldn't have to speak about what was really going on. This was a language he was far more comfortable speaking and San knew that. He also knew that verbal communication was easier afterwards.
Yeosang is selectively mute. He attends high school known as the freak who can't speak. He has no friends and no will to live until a boy who talks too much for his own good sneaks into Yeosang's life and changes his world.
Kang Yeosang is a sinner, and he infringes the belief with desires that the neighborhood's charming boy has awakened in him. But once his father discovers the kisses he shares with the Jung's youngest son, rage falls from heaven, and Yeosang is prohibited to leave his father's properties until God has forgiven him for his wrongdoings. The thing is just...
How is one forgiven when what has been done simply just doesn't feel wrong?
When Yeosang stands in the lands of Lectushire Fortress, his father wants the church to conduct a cleansing of his soul and the order to learn him how to fight with a sword like a real man.. Things that Yeosang never thought he needed in his life to feel complete.
That is until Yeosang falls in love with the character of the Templar's knight, Choi Jongho. From there on, nothing will be the same ever again...
❝Memento mori, my dear..Remember we all must die... It's your time to end your journey here.❞ _
A tale for all of you who love prideous knights, unjust sinners, and the aesthetic of the medieval ages. ⚔︎ Perhaps you encounter a folklore hiding beneath the churning surface of the battles in a Knights Templar's life...
There are ways to repair a broken heart– Choi Jongho would know.
After his first love returns from abroad, requesting his hand in marriage, the Cœurdonnier is thrust back into a world he thought he left behind. Commissioned by the queen to eliminate any and all threats to the sanctity of fate, the couple is forced to challenge their own bond. However, a lie can only carry them so far.
OR a fic where Yeosang and Jongho really just can't catch a break and camellias are always painted crimson.
There are many signs from God for Jongho to continue his commitment to his dying village. He suspects their newest arrival is one of them.
“Oh silly little doll, what could I potentially do with human money?” He snickers. “What I want in return for helping your friend coming alive once more is very simple. Let me help you find the murderer of your precious friend, let me stay with you. Together we can find out what happened to your friend.”
“What do you gain from that…?”
“Nothing much. I just want to spend some time with you. That’s all.”
“Spend time with me?”
“Oh my, yes. Just with you. Won’t we be a quite nice detective duo?” The puppeteer chuckles. “So, what do you say? Do we have a deal?”
Or
In which Yeosang's close friend Seonghwa gets murdered brutally and Yeosang's only hope of seeing the man again was by following an advice - to find and ask the local puppeteer to resurrect his friend. But is that really true? And can he truly trust a man who, apparantly, creates living dolls?
Ateez had fallen victim to the 7 years curse in the worst way possible. Thanks to Korea’s collective conservative minds. Eight no longer makes one team.
In short, the nation was not ready for same sex idol couples but San and Wooyoung are too in love to let things go.
Will Hongjoong be able to get his team back together again?
jan 11 2024 +