♡ [ COMPLETED ] ♡ « Where Jisung has developed a habit to visit the same bakery at least twice a week just because he finds the owner of the place too cute. He looks so innocent! Or at least that is until Jisung realizes that underneath all that shy, awkward persona and pink apron hid a set of lingerie and the most unexpected kinks ever. He might just be the love of Jisung's life » »»----- ⋆ -----«« ┊- ❝ It feels less dangerous now-letting his inner thoughts roam free, allowing his mouth to run without a filter. Somehow, as he watches himself in the reflection of Minho's pupils, it feels right to speak his mind, to tell Minho exactly what he's thinking. ⋆ Without another word, Minho pecks him on the lips, sweet and short. A simple press of lips, nothing like their last. Kissing just to kiss, not for a goal. ⋆ Hope grows in tendrils in Jisung's body, weaving through his bones, his skull. ❞ - ┊ »»----- ⋆ -----«« ╰┈➤ CONTAINS: ·˚ ༘ mature content / smut ·˚ ༘ some angst ·˚ ༘ strong language

[LOWERCASE IS ON PURPOSE] TEMPORARILY DISCONTINUED AS OF 06th of December 2025 jisung is new to town. he's a little emo-not emotionally- but he loves all things emo. one night, he goes to a club- Glasshouse- and they're having an open mic night. the band on stage - also Glasshouse - are playing a few songs jisung knows. songs by paramore, pierce the veil etc. and the lead guitarist? he was fine as hell.

"I heard Lee Minho slept with the psycho" ... "Well, I heard Lee Minho is the psycho" - little space - drugs and alcohol - murder - violence - abuse - smut [ships] minsung seungjin jeongchan changlix

Someone told Jisung once that in the event of an emergency, a person should always know a lawyer, a doctor, and a trustworthy mechanic. Well, his friend Seungmin is in school to be a lawyer, his cousin Hwasa is a cardiologist, and he does, in fact, have a business card for a mechanic. But not just any mechanic. No. In his possession, Jisung holds the business card for the hottest mechanic who ever rolled in grease, with muscles, tattoos, and purple hair. But he has one teeny tiny problem. A brand new car with nothing wrong with it. What is a desperate gay with dreams of having sex on the hood of his car to do? Well, if it isn't broke and won't be broke anytime soon... break it yourself. ******** Lifting the hood, Jisung's eyes expand, and his phone clatters to the ground. "Ahhh! Jinnie!" "What? What's wrong!?!" Shrill shouts of alarm come from his phone as he stares at the empty space where the engine should be. Hands shaking, he picks up his iPhone. "S-someone stole my engine! It's gone! There's nothing but a tire here!" "WHAT!!" Or - Jisung is a dumbass, and Minho is an emotionally constipated mechanic