"Hey, princess. You get my gift?" "You're a fucking asshole," Seonghwa snapped, his voice raw with anger. "What the hell is this? Aftercare? You think you can just-send me shit like you care?" Yunho laughed, low and lazy, the sound grating against Seonghwa's nerves. "Thought you could use it, considering how hard you were screaming last night. You're welcome, by the way." "Fuck you," Seonghwa spat, his free hand curling into a fist. "I don't need your pity. Stop sending me things, stop showing up, just-stop." "Pity?" Yunho's tone turned mocking, sharp. "Baby, I'm just making sure you're ready for next time. Gotta keep you in one piece so I can break you again." Seonghwa's face burned, his body reacting to the words despite himself, a shiver running down his spine. "There's not gonna be a next time, you prick," he said, his voice shaking. "I'm done with you." "Sure you are," Yunho said, and Seonghwa could hear the smirk in his voice. "Bet you're already hard just thinking about it. I'll see you soon, princess." HEAVY SMUT

"You need to get laid." San froze. The room went quiet for a beat-just the hum of amps cooling down. Then Yunho *whooped*, Jongho choked on his water, and Yeosang's eyebrows shot up. San's face burned. "What the fuck, Hwa?" Seonghwa shrugged, unrepentant. "You've been a monk for, what, six months? Since-" He caught himself, glanced at Yeosang, then barreled on. "Since *forever*. You're wound tighter than Hongjoong's guitar strings." Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Fact. And I've got just the guy." San groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "No. Absolutely not." "Come on," Hongjoong wheedled. "He's annoying. Cute. Total brat. *Your type*." Yunho clapped San on the back. "Do it. Live a little. Worst case, you get a funny story." Jongho grinned. "Best case, you forget how to frown." San opened his mouth to argue, but the words stuck. Last time he'd hooked up-*fuck*, that had been a disaster. Some model with a laugh like a hyena and a fetish for biting. He'd bailed before the Uber even pulled up. But the band was staring, Seonghwa's eyes soft with concern, Hongjoong's practically sparkling with mischief. "Fine," San muttered. "Whatever. Just... shut up." Woosan story

"You do know what you are getting yourself in?" He firmly held onto his waist as he stared deep into his eyes. Hwa ran his hand across his chest, staring right back. "Like I said already, I do. We both know what it is that we are doing. Plus this doesn't have to be anything with feelings." He leaned down trailing kisses from his chest to his neck and then just under his jaw. "Just think of it as the both of us satisfying our physical needs." He moved even closer and kissed the side of his mouth. "Nothing more. Nothing less." The hands on his waist tightened and Hongjoong captured his lips in another searing kiss. Seonghwa had been the first to say it was to be nothing but now he was sure he couldn't keep it that way anymore. He really had messed up this time. UPDATE: Finshed!!

Every thirty years, the sea demands a royal. Seonghwa steps forward. Unwanted, unmissed and too soft for the world that raised him. Captain Hongjoong wasn't planning to save anyone but nothing enraged him more than nobles discarding lives they never valued. He takes Seonghwa. Not out of mercy, but to spit in the face of power. If the nobles want blood, they'll have to come get it. So he stole their sacrifice.

Jung Wooyoung remembers it all - the night Choi San killed him. But fate gives him another chance, placing him back in his own body before he ever crossed paths with San's mafia. To survive, Wooyoung must play a dangerous game of seduction and strategy against the man destined to end him. -some minor gore implications- ~These are real people, and this story is just for fun and does not mean to harm any of the idols in real life!!~

(Vampire AU) (READ THE WARNINGS FIRST) All Wooyoung ever wanted was hookups, but things go awry when he meets a mysterious stranger named San at a nightclub // Seonghwa, the most psychotic vampire of his time, sets his sights on Hongjoong. {Woosan}{Seongjoong}{Jongsang}{Yungi}{Stalker San}{Psycho villain Seonghwa}

Park Seong Hwa is trying to get his life far from his parents, along with that he is trying to run away from his painful past. Kim Hong Joong, living deep in his guilt.. barely forgive himself for what happened to Seong Hwa.. #1 Jungyunho [8/6/25] #5 Seongjoong [15/5/25]

"He doesn't deserve you," San said, his voice hard. "He never did." Seonghwa sighed. "I keep thinking... maybe if I try harder, he'll notice me. Maybe he'll love me." San shook his head. "You can't make someone love you, Seonghwa. But I..." He hesitated, his eyes intense. "I already do." Seonghwa's breath caught. "San..." "You don't have to say it back," San said quickly. "Just... know that I mean it." Seonghwa nodded, his heart pounding. He wanted to say it, wanted to let himself fall, but the weight of his bond with Hongjoong held him back. Seonghwa is caught between his loyalty to his mate, hongjoong, and his desperate desire for San. (Omegaverse) Sanhwa/seongjoong

( UNDER CONSTRUCTION ) ❝ what a mess we've made: trying to prove we don't need each other ❞ jeong yunho x song mingi genre: dark romance (slow burn) main song: take me to church - hozier ______________________________ In the city of Halazia, justice wears a silver mask. Feared by criminals and whispered about in alleyways, The Wraith is a ghost in the flesh-a relentless cop known for swift, merciless retribution. But beneath the mask lies Jeong Yunho: devout, disciplined, and unwavering in his divine mission to cleanse the city of its sins. Chaos wears a golden grin. The Fixer is Halazia's underground legend-a brilliant hacker and golden-haired enigma drowning in vice. Song Mingi lives fast, lies well, and loves hard, asking for nothing more than drugs, distractions, and enough money to keep his broken world from crumbling. Two men on opposite sides of morality. One fateful night. When Mingi witnesses the murder of the city's most feared gang leader, he becomes a loose end that needs cutting. Yunho is assigned to kill him. But the deeper he hunts, the harder it becomes to see where righteousness ends and temptation begins. As secrets unravel and desire sparks, Saint and Sinner become impossible to tell apart. In a city built on blood, who gets to be the judge and who deserves to burn?

♟️ yungi "Your eyes found me in the crowd... even if I was watching from around the corner." Yunho always kept a notebook. A growing collection of the strange, the beautiful, and the things no one else seemed to notice. His curiosity was harmless... until he saw Mingi. Now every smile, every gesture, every fleeting word becomes an entry. What began as fascination turns into fixation, and Yunho can't tell when admiration slips into an unhealthy obsession. Because once you start writing someone down, it's hard to stop seeing them everywhere.