In which a poor boy moves into the castle to work and earn money for his family, and meets the misunderstood prince Main ship: Minho x Jisung Side ships: Seungmin x Hyunjin Changbin x Felix Yugyeom x Chan Edited version of my original "Royal" story, the character W**jin is replaced by Got7's Yugyeom. Spelling errors from the original story are edited out :)

Han Jisung, campus rockstar is loved by all. Lee Minho, student council vicepresident also happens to be in love with him. The only problem? Rumor says he's straight.

Alone, that is what he is meant to be. Every day Minho wakes to a world obsessed with soulmates. Music, television, and books all celebrate the soul's quest for its perfect mate. Minho doesn't have one. It's been a struggle but he's come to accept it. That is until he meets Han Jisung. *** Pushing away from the warmth holding him he looks into his mother's eyes. Eyes filled with fear and heartbreak blink back at him. "Eomma. I don't have a soulmate." ________________________________________ "Perfection." The single word demolishes the dam keeping his emotions at bay. Heavy sobs fall from him as he leans against Felix. Years of worry, anxiety, and fear are washed away by the tide of his soulmate's affection. His soulmate had found him and they think he is perfect. Him? The blind boy who feels the need to hustle for affection and prove his worth. Him, Han Jisung is perfect in the eyes of his soulmate. Original work published on A03 - Yoonmincraze

Overly excited. That's what Han Jisung was when he laid his hands on a brand-new, groundbreaking virtual reality game. To say it was a total reset of the entire gaming experience was perfectly accurate, and he soon found himself immersed in the beautiful world of Parallel with all of its charms and adventures. Jisung never expected love to be one of those adventures, but there wasn't much he could do when a charming and playful boy swept him off his feet. It felt all too perfect, like a personal fairy tale in the alluring online world of swords and magic. But fairy tales were full of lies. With the thin line between their virtual reality and the actual reality giving in, Jisung got reminded of something he shouldn't have forgotten in the first place. In the online world, not everything was what it seemed, and he learned that digital hearts could be broken too. Started: 28th of July, 2019 Finished: 14th of March, 2021 #9 in #minsung on march 22, 2020 #8 in #online on august 25, 2020

When a car crash leaves Stray Kids' Hyunjin temporarily blind, the future of the group fractures overnight. Recovery becomes a quiet war against guilt, fear, and the pressure to keep going. You were never supposed to be part of this world. Hired as a mobility and language therapist, your job was simple: help Hyunjin adapt to the dark. But grief has many shapes, and healing is never just physical. In the shared silence of recovery, trust forms slowly, bonds shift and sometimes, when everything falls apart, something unspoken holds the pieces together. An AU about loss, resilience, and the intimacy of rebuilding together.

"Are you trying to tell me that you read books about you and Minho?" In which Han Jisung discovers fanfiction, and his addiction to it. 『 ranks: #1 in kpop, stray kids, minsung, lee know, minho, bang chan, seungmin, jeongin, & skz 』 💻

Han Jisung, 18 years old, was a figure skater. He had died with a shot to the heart on the very ice he had once skated on. The ice rink had since closed down. Lee Minho, 19 years old, is an ice hockey player looking around an abandoned ice rink. "You're so beautiful." "Y-You can see me?" Minho ⬆️ Jisung ⬇️ Nothing in this story makes sense omg I can't keep a straight storyline so if anything doesn't make sense just go with it 😭 NONE OF THE CHAPTERS ARE PROOFREAD, I APOLOGISE FOR MISTAKES! #1 in minho - 22/06/24 #1 in jisung - 22/06/24 #1 in skz - 22/06/24

Nico di Angelo, is a busy man. Don't get him wrong, he loves his job, he's good at it. He loves to write, he loves to sell his songs and hear them come to life with so many talented musicians. And now he has ANGEL, he can release his own music without any of the nepotism allegations. Because the last thing his father would do is give him extra attention - but if he keeps winning awards, maybe he just might get his attention. That's what he used to tell himself, and then he won a literal Grammy and his father still didn't care. But by that point, Nico had worked himself up the DOA Records ladder first as a musician and then becoming an award winning artist and he loved it enough he could forget his father's opinion (or lack thereof). Nico wasn't blind. He could admit that Will Solace was easy on the eyes (read: super fucking hot) but they were both young artists competing for the same awards and Nico didn't have the luxury of supportive, knowledgeable parents to help him out. So sue him, if he doesn't love Will Solace who seems to be trying separate himself from everything Nico ever wanted.

On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Adelaide Cottlethorne slipped in the tub. At least that's what they tell her replacement. Cottlethorn Manor is a house where time stands still. Where memories are never lost. And days are never broken. The family that resides there is perfect. Doll-faced. Porcelain. Well, almost. With anticipations, they await their new daughter dearest. The one to wear the locket. The girl to fill the shoes. When Olivia arrives at their doorstep, flustered from the eyes in the leaves, with a suitcase in hand, she wants nothing more than a blank slate and a chance to gain a last name. Upon meeting the family that waits behind closed doors, she swiftly takes on the role of the Cottlethorne's perfect new daughter. There's just one rule: "No Mention of the Past". But when Olivia begins recalling someone else's memories, that are somehow replacing her own, strange melodies, footsteps in the ceiling, and golden visions of blood-filled tubs, she also begins to suspect that nothing at the manor is quite as "perfect" as it seems. The family will not speak a word of Adelaide's death. In fact, no one seems able to recall it happening in the first place. They instead, all seem focused on what they refer to as "the most important day of all". Olivia's eighteenth birthday is coming up soon. And she is beginning to forget her own name.