Lee Chan's life is routine, predictable, safe - until a phone rings inside an empty warehouse and a stranger's voice turns the world sharp again. Kim Mingyu is a ghost in the city network, a man the police can't catch, a presence that shouldn't feel familiar. But he knows Chan. Watches him. Chooses him. And with every step Chan takes into Mingyu's game, the danger grows-and so does the pull. In this story, the chase is only the beginning. [Cross posted on AO3 under the same username]

Lee Chan doesn't care if he lives or dies. He only cares if he fails. Xu Minghao kills what he must and spares what he wants. When Chan becomes the bodyguard of Vice Minister Yoon Jeonghan - a man marked for death by his own former ally - and Minghao becomes the assassin sent to eliminate him, their collision is inevitable. But Minghao doesn't anticipate the complication: a boy who fights like a cornered animal and bleeds like he's hoping someone will finally notice. This isn't a love story. It's a story about two shattered things recognising each other's broken edges and deciding that being ruined together is better than being alone. [Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username]

in which fairytale protagonists and antagonists make a groupchat and all hell breaks lose. almost literally. [texting au] highest rankings: #1 seventeen #1 woozi #1 seungkwan #1 dino #1 svt #1 junhao #1 meanie #1 jeongcheol #1 verkwan

in which an innocent human is in the wrong place at the wrong time. |seventeen vampire au| |mild gore so if you're uncomfortable with that i don't suggest reading|

"𝙏𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚?" ©sugarlysweeten warning - slow update

Lee Chan, the last Korean dragon, escapes a decade of magical torture with a shattered heart and leaking power. Bleeding primordial magic, he crashes into the territory of the most powerful supernatural pack in Korea - twelve ancient beings who rule from the shadows of the crumbling council. To Chan, they look like salvation. To the pack, he looks like a dangerous, broken weapon that could destroy their sanctuary or be used against them. As political pressure mounts and war looms, Chan must learn to trust again, and the pack must decide: protect the broken dragon and risk everything, or surrender him to the corrupt system they helped create. [Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username]

Lee Chan is a pretty face. At least, that's what top idol Boo Seungkwan declares to anyone who'll listen, branding the rising actor a "nepotism baby" with the "emotional range of a teaspoon." Chan, overhearing this, decides Seungkwan is an entitled, sparkly canary with a god complex. Their very public, very petty feud becomes the internet's favourite sport. But the universe (and their managers' desire for an early night) has a funny sense of humour. It involves a shared backseat, a monsoon, and a PR directive that basically reads: "Sing together or die trying." As they're forced from icy glares to shared microphones, their legendary petty warfare starts to feel less like hate and more like a very intense, very confusing form of flirting. Now they're stuck in a real-life enemies-to-(maybe)-lovers arc, and the internet has front-row seats. [Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username]

Lee Chan doesn't notice the danger at first. Most people don't - not when it smiles, not when it blends in, not when it moves like a shadow wearing familiarity as skin. By the time he understands, it's already too late. Now the maknae is spiralling into a nightmare no one else seems to see. And the worst part? He isn't sure whether calling for help will save him... or destroy everything he has left. [Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username]

Five years ago, Lee Chan presented as an omega on the eve of his promised bonding to pack alpha Choi Seungcheol. That same night, he was cast out as a traitor. Now, he survives in the city's underbelly - a ghost running deliveries for gangs, his body crumbling under the weight of suppressants, his heart armoured in razor wire. When a territorial war throws him back into Seventeen's path, they find not the bright-eyed boy they loved, but a feral, wounded creature who looks at them like they're the monsters. The truth, when it unravels, is a poison they all must drink. Chan has known it for years. And forgiveness? That's a language he unlearned to survive. This is not a story of reclamation. It is the slow, agonising archaeology of trust, where every scar must be mapped, and love must learn to grow around the ruins. [Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username]

A few years ago, the cup of their pack lay in pieces. A little after that, it was mended with gold - the ancient art of kintsugi, where breaks are not hidden but illuminated, made beautiful for having been broken. Now, the mended cup must prove it can hold tea. As SEVENTEEN embarks on their monumental 10th Anniversary World Tour, the fire that once shattered them returns. This time, it is not a breaking fire, but a tempering one. The pressure is immense: sleepless travel, relentless schedules, and the ghost of old fractures whispering in the chaos. Chan, the pack's sole beta and once-lonely cornerstone, is no longer on the periphery. He is woven into the centre of their bond. But when the heat rises, will the golden seams hold? Or will the mended places prove to be the most fragile? [Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username]