War. As common as it is repulsive. Where only instinct can cut the line between life and a perishable death. 1922, war emerged between Korea and the United States, a cold winter that most soldiers will remember, if they live through it. Minho, a soldier looked up to by many, though he only keeps to himself, is a prodigy. He can lead just as well as he can kill, which is all that is looked for. Everything will take a turn for the worst when a soldier from the enemy lines is taken as a prisoner to be questioned. Jisung, who doesn't speak a word of English is now assigned to Minho, to crack, to decode. They both want the same thing...live another day. Only life will throw them in situations not most common for sworn enemies... Comfort can be found in violence The word love can be drawn in blood And no one can get what is Minho's... Not even his prisoner - Best rankings: #1 in hanjisung

"Killing them won't bring him back...it won't fill the emptiness in your chest" "Then what will...? What could I possibly do to feel alive, even for just a second...? I just want to live again" "Then kiss me." Best rankings: #2 in minsung #8 in minsungfanfic

Hyunjin-"è inutile che tu mi guardi così- tanto sappiamo tutti che ti piace Jisung. O almeno ti inizia a piacere" Io-"pff io? Scherzi?" Tappo per sicurezza le orecchie di Jisung -"si mi piace e voi dovete aiutarmi a conquistarlo" Hyunjin-"era inutile tappargli le orecchie non si sveglia nemmeno con una bomba" Seungmin-"BENE CHE LA SCUOLA DI FLIRT INIZI" sarò dallo spavento. Cosa diamine avrà in mente?!

🍪 dove jisung e minho sono migliori amici da sempre. dove jisung è innamorato di minho e minho, pur sapendo dei sentimenti di jisung, continua a far finta di niente e a parlargli di lei. cosa succederà quando qualcuno aiuterà jisung a dimenticarsi di minho e come reagirà lui? 🍪 highest rankings: #1 minsung #2 kimseungmin #1 hanjisung #1 jeongchan

Chanyeol just wanted his parents attention and Baekhyun needed a roof to raise his kid. Or The story where Chanyeol married a homeless pregnant man just to annoy his dad. Warning ⚠️ Contains male pregnancy, strong language and boyxboy. I'll let you know but using (M) for the chapters with mature content and warn when it starts and ends.

"𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴"

❝ Hey dude, I think your son just called me dad... what do I say now? ❞ -Lee Minho; babysitter of Han Jisung's 5 year old son. 🍼 🍼 🍼 Started: July 1st, 2020 Ended: July 1st, 2021

Dopo aver espresso un desiderio, Jisung sviluppa la bizzarra capacità di vedere gli "indicatori di lussuria" delle persone intorno a lui, che mostrano il livello di eccitazione attuale dei loro proprietari. Come se non fosse abbastanza strano, l'indicatore del suo migliore amico Minho è sempre pieno fino all'orlo, nonostante sia una delle persone più calme e tranquille che Jisung conosca. C'è qualcosa che non va con il suo nuovo potere, o Minho è davvero così voglioso? Jisung decide di prendere in mano la situazione - letteralmente - prima che la sfrenata lussuria di Minho diventi un problema serio. Sorgono altri problemi, come preoccuparsi di Minho così tanto da non avere il tempo di usare il suo nuovo potere per procurarsi una ragazza. Questo, e i sentimenti complicati che inevitabilmente nascono quando si va a letto con il proprio migliore amico. ------------------------------------ ENG: This book was written by @/dawnshine on ao3, I asked them for permission to translate this and they gave it to me. All credits go to them only! ITA: Questo libro è stato scritto da @/dawnshine su ao3, ho chiesto loro il permesso per tradurlo e me l'hanno dato. Tutti i crediti vanno solo a loro!

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲...𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. -^ 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚄𝙽𝙶 ^- Everyone has a someone for life, a soulmate that's tied to them by a single piece of red string, that's simply how it works. Yet from the day he was born, Jisung's had no soulmate, no real parents, nothing. Minho's had quite the normal life, apart from the fact that when he was young, his red string turn to black dust. He watched his soulmate live and die without ever seeing their face. Maybe once their strings were tied and somewhere along the way they lost their grip on each other. But now, they're simply drifting, waiting to cross each other's path. ~^......^~ Started | 24-07-21 Finished | 01-08-21 [COMPLETED]

Scales. Scarlet scales that transformed into a dark maroon at the end of the fins, the single glimpse he got of the creature hiding behind the coral. Hair. Coal black hair knotted and flowing with the current of the tank water, the second glimpse he captured when it poked his head out of the spot in curiosity. Skin. Smooth skin that stood out against the background of the water, the last glimpse he got as the thing came out of hiding. And whatever it was, was beautiful. ----------- This was my first story, I promise the later chapters are more organized and well written