Their smiles once lit up every stage. They laughed until their ribs hurt, danced until their lungs burned, and leaned on each other like it was the most natural thing in the world. To everyone else, they were perfect - a duo stitched together by fate, harmony in motion, laughter that echoed louder than any cheer. But fame has a cruel way of rewriting innocence. The cheers that once lifted them began to sound different. Sharper. Heavier. "Just admit you love him already." "Get him out of the group." "HyunIn is real." Words became knives, flying faster than they could dodge. Suddenly, every touch was too much. Every look too long. Even silence had meaning now. What used to be comfort began to feel dangerous - the way his shoulder felt under a hand, the way their eyes met in the middle of a joke. It wasn't that they changed. It was that the world decided they had. And when enough people say something long enough, you start to wonder if they might be right. Was it friendship? Affection? Or were they just becoming what everyone already believed them to be? --- Written by me and my very good frnd @Veronicaiscaught #1 in hyunlix - 23 august 2025

What if devotion is mishandled,and kindness learns how to hurt? What if love is buried so far beneath the skin that the only language left is violence? "Is it still true?" "It always was." "Then say it." "It's too late for that now."

Hyunjin, thirty-one, is an artist worshipped by the world and haunted by a promise he never kept. Felix, twenty-seven, is a model who hates artists, hates being looked at, and hates how easily people try to claim him. Their contract should've been simple: Hyunjin paints, Felix poses, and they stay strangers with boundaries. But Hyunjin touches him like a prayer. Felix lets him. And the line they both swore never to cross shatters. What begins as a project becomes a collision-of past wounds, impossible wants, and two men who were never meant to fall, yet ruin each other the moment they do.

[ONGOING] Felix and Hyunjin have been close since birth. Their moms are childhood bestfriends and got pregnant almost around the same time. Hyunjin first, then Felix. They have been insperable ever since Felix was brought to the Hwang house hold. Felix came out at the age of 11 and everyone was supportive, especially Hyunjin. Felix then later realized he feels more comfortable with himself in girl clothing and Hyunjin was there for him in that trail of his life. Hyunjin has sworn he was straight forever but continues to act gay towards Felix. But that's not really what it is. His actions are a little different from how he feels. He feels weird about Felix. His heart rate speeds up when he thinks about him, he gets nervous at times, and he enjoys being close to him a lot more than he should. And it scares him. So he tells himself it isn't real. That he likes girls. But maybe that can't be the truth for long.

The AC died on the hottest night of summer. Felix, flushed and desperate, texted the only contact at the top of his chat: Hyunjin, the landlord's unfairly gorgeous son who lived one floor up. Two days later, alone in their stuffy apartment, Felix snapped a mirror selfie, and typed: "too slutty to send to a hookup or just slutty enough?" He hit send. Realized. Deleted in 0.8 seconds. Too late. Across the hall, Hyunjin's phone auto-saved the photo before it vanished. He stared at the screen, pulse hammering, then typed back with perfect calm: "Wrong person? I didn't see anything." He lied. That night, in the locked studio of his penthouse, Hyunjin opened a fresh canvas and began sketching Felix exactly as he'd seen him. Felix thought the message was gone. Hyunjin already had it memorized (every freckle, every shadow, every filthy promise). And he had no intention of letting the game end with one deleted photo. _Sheen Ctto : All images and photos

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?"??. An 18 year old alpha screamed at the top of his lungs while trying to cover himself as he was standing butt naked in the shower while glaring at the omega who was now looking at him with hungry lustful eyes.... "Ohh! baby boy... I just want to ask if you want something or not..". The omega whispered seductively while taking steps towards the alpha.... And soon pinned the alpha on the wet bathroom wall...

Lee Felix was no stranger to bullying, but he could never take it seriously when it was Hwang Hyunjin. So why not have a little fun and pretend to have a twin brother?

Lee Felix is a star - adored on screen, envied off it. But beneath the fame and flashing lights, he's restless. Trapped by contracts, suffocated by rules... and secretly obsessed with a world he's never been allowed to touch: racing. When he sneaks into a live race one night, hidden behind a mask and sunglasses, he isn't prepared to see him-Hwang Hyunjin, Korea's most famous racer. Charismatic, untouchable, unforgettable. That single moment sparks an obsession. Two years later, Felix is cast in a drama based on Hyunjin's life. It's the role of a lifetime-until he finds out he has to learn how to drive, and worse... Hyunjin himself has insisted on teaching him. What begins as admiration spirals into tension. Chemistry. Glances that linger too long. Touches that mean too much. Felix knows he's in too deep. Hyunjin just might be too. And at the edge of the track, between roaring engines and quiet moments... feelings start to blur. "It was never just about driving."

On a hunt gone wrong, Hyunjin finds himself cursed to be an incubus. While Minho and Jisung rush to find a cure before the change is permanent, Felix decides to become Hyunjin's "offering" when the hunter begins to deteriorate under the effects of the change. 40k words

🖤 The Mask in The Magic World Power is color. And color is everything. In a world where magic equals status, power, and praise, the elite walk in light-and the powerless are dragged through mud. Golds rule. Silvers obey. Purples destroy. And those with no magic at all? They get food trays dumped on their heads in the janitor's room. Hyunjin is Korea's golden boy. Seventeen, flawless, and worshipped, his chaos magic is the most destructive in existence-or so he thinks. With a lethal face card and the world wrapped around his finger, Hyunjin reigns at the top with his inner circle: Chan (telekinesis), Changbin (electricity), Seungmin (intelligence), and Jisung (mind control). He's untouchable. Unbothered. Unchallenged. Until he notices him. The quiet boy in the back. Tall. Always masked. Dressed in black. Felix. Unremarkable. Ignored. Forgotten. But what no one knows is that Felix wields black magic-a power older, darker, and far more dangerous than anything this world has ever seen. He's hiding in plain sight, watching, waiting... protecting one person only: his little brother Jeongin, the powerless boy who keeps getting hurt. When students who bully Jeongin start vanishing, whispers rise. When Felix looks at Hyunjin, the chaos inside him stirs. And when Hyunjin starts looking back? It's not curiosity. It's obsession. Because black magic doesn't just destroy. It devours. And Hyunjin has never wanted anything more than the boy who never looks at him- and the power behind the mask.