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where the wisteria grows by skzinger (thelittlestbug) for kirbysleeps
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
20 Apr 2025
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“You’re the one who’s broken into my prison, little bug,” the robed stranger says, his head tilting a little to the side as he talks. “Shouldn’t you know who’s cell you're storming before you get there?”
Tentatively, Jisung says, “...Cell?”
The fairy’s smile blooms.
Alternatively, Jisung is an anomaly. A fairy that can't do magic.
But - bolstered by a book, willpower (which Hyunjin calls stupidity), and a not-quite-chance encounter with a powerful stranger - this is something Jisung is determined to change.
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Felix has known that he was going to take part in the yearly, campus-wide mating run since he was a child. He's just never known who was going to catch him. His future mate turns out to be someone he didn't expect.
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- Part 2 of chasing the rabbit, hunting the fox
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Minho’s breath was stolen when the boy looked up, his insanely wide, pretty eyes sparkling with embarrassment and worry, igniting something in his chest.
He breathed in deeply, and the faintest scent hit him—sweet like honey. An omega’s scent. But even if he hadn’t smelled him, his soft features, wide eyes, and flawless face were incredibly omega-like.
What surprised him was that he didn’t find his scent overwhelming. Usually, those with honey scents were far too sweet, thick, and sticky. But his was light, just enough to tickle his nose and make him breathe in a little deeper.
Or thirty-seven-year-old alpha Minho meets twenty-four-year-old omega Jisung, who works at the new convenience store across from his company. He learns quickly that Jisung has an eight-year-old son, and that behind his admirable strength, is a deeply painful past.
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“Can I get a name?” Minho asks, because curiosity is an itch he can’t stop scratching. He needs something to do. A distraction, maybe.
“A name?” The man laughs, glances to the door, “There ain’t nobody else here.”
“So?” Minho raises his brow, “I don’t serve strangers, cowboy.”
“Not a cowboy,” He corrects almost immediately- something which confuses Minho further. He carries himself like one. Has the stance of one. If he ain’t one, then-
“Even worse.” Minho tries to keep his schooled expression, “I don’t serve strangers who play dress-up.”
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A stranger dressed in cattlemen’s clothes comes to town. Minho wants.
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- Part 1 of graveyard of roots
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It’s busy at the boardwalk. Jisung sees a stranger in the crowd.
Or, perhaps, the stranger sees him first.
(a lost boys au)
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“Who is that?” he asked quickly, interrupting him and grabbing his arm—maybe with a bit too much force.
“Who is who?” Chan looked around, confused.
Minho pointed off the field near the bleachers, and Chan followed his finger.
“Him. The one near the fence. In the skirt,” he said, seeing red when one of the baseball guys touched his cheek.
“Oh, Han Jisung?” Changbin asked, sounding surprised.
“He’s the newest cheerleader this year,” Hyunjin added. “And he’s incredibly hot, and he sure as hell knows it. I’d totally hit that.”
Or what happens when Minho, captain of the football team and star quarterback, meets Jisung, the prettiest cheerleader.
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Jisung has divination running through his veins. He knows his worth, and he knows his God. At least- he thought he did. Now, God looks a little less holy and a little more feline, but still sacred in His grace. Jisung is willing to fall, if it means feeling salvation at the hands of a creature that looks like a saint.
Or: church boy Jisung just met Lee Minho, who isn’t like the other boys in the flock. Jisung feels a twist in his gut- needs to figure Minho out, even if Minho drags Jisung down with him.
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Han Jisung is heart shaped.
Minho realizes this on an uneventful Monday night at 3:49 am. He doesn’t know what stream of consciousness led to this devastating revelation; all he knows is he woke up like he imagines he would if frigid water had been dumped on him. Jarred, to say the least. Shivering.
If anyone asks him, this is where his problem starts. Because Jisung barely knows Minho exists, actually. He’s also, like, painfully straight.
or: another classic tale of falling for your straight friend- except maybe he isn’t straight because he wants to kiss you Bad.
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“You know hyung,” he starts slowly, “You don’t have to spend your rut alone.”
Minho cocks his head to the side.
“Do you know someone?”
He would maybe consider it if Jisung had someone in mind. A week is still short notice but he trusts that Jisung would know someone decent. But even if they’re decent, Jisung still wouldn’t know if their scent is compatible with Minho’s. Jisung’s beta senses aren’t as strong.
“I am someone,” he says, making little jazz hands.
OR: after Minho's usual rut partner cancels right before Minho's rut, Jisung offers to take his place.
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Bookmarked by TooManyCommas
12 Apr 2026
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The cold caress of a phantom hand, fingertips grazing along the slope of his nose and tracing the line of his jaw. He is drowning in visions; flashes of dark tufts of hair, crimson pools of metallic liquid, low lights of a bar Jisung has never stepped foot in and the labored breathing of a set of lungs that is not his own. A strange feeling of elation, euphoria coursing through his veins which throb in his arms and neck. His own body is standing stock-still, outside the bar, and he watches himself as his shoulder is grabbed by a police officer. Jisung feels jealousy unlike anything he has ever possessed, a carnal urge to rip the officer’s ribs out of his body and lick the blood clean from bone.
“While there is little to no information regarding the creature attack, the only thing we can do is hope and pray he has fled the city for good.”
Or: Jisung gets a box. Inside that box, Minho is waiting patiently.
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as long as i'm breathing, you'll be my weakness by chnschromehrt for Fuckki
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
27 Feb 2026
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The pretty newcomer turns.
Freckles. Soft, button nose. Strong cheek bones. Full lashes kissing pink cheeks. Heart shaped mouth. Pretty pink lips, parted around sharp teeth and a shiny tongue that pokes out, wetting the bottom lip just the slightest. Big, round, brown eyes.
Chris blinks rapidly, trying to clear his vision, to be absolutely sure.
Holy shit.
That is Felix.
Chris's brain comes crashing into the front of his skull at a devastating halt, his breath stolen from his lungs.
The pretty newcomer is… Felix.
Felix, who looks like a girl. But is clearly not a girl. Where Chris expected tits, there is merely a soft swell of muscle, but no breasts. Where he expected the curve of a Venus de Milo-esque figure, he finds the slightest hint of a toned torso, hard earned and worked for over the years through various sports and physical activities, tapering down into a slim waist.
Felix smiles at him, blinding and dangerous to Chris's well being. "Hi, Chris."
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08 Apr 2026
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“What are you?” Felix said, gasping around his heavy, restrained breaths. The pressure on his diaphragm made it hard to breathe.
The man’s dark amber eyes blinked, answering simply. “Grateful.”
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18 Mar 2026
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Jisung has always believed in soulmates.
Not in the way some people do—casually, abstractly, the way you believe in luck or karma. No, Jisung believes the way other people believe in gravity. Fundamentally. Inevitably. The kind of belief that shapes how you move through the world.
Soulmates are supposed to be good. They're supposed to make you feel safe and chosen and loved.
They're not supposed to hold knives to your throat.
or, a serial killer twist on soulmates
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It’s funny, Jisung thinks, the way things work out in the end.
As in… they don’t.
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Jisung is twenty-two when the tributes of the 100th annual Hunger Games are reaped from ages eighteen to thirty.
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05 Mar 2026
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“Jisung-ah?”
“Yes?”
On the other line, Lee Minho huff-laughs. “Voice got deep, huh?”
Han Jisung has everything lined up: a successful career, a sleek apartment in Gangnam, a girlfriend he cares deeply for. Even a diamond ring in a nightstand drawer, awaiting just the right moment.
A prepaid call from Seobu Penitentiary upsets the balance.
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- 7/7
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01 Mar 2026
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Alphas belong with omegas. It's biology, destiny, the natural order. Society says so. Science says so. Every romance novel on the shelf says so. Which is fine—Jisung's a beta, and his new (unfairly attractive) roommate Minho is too.
Love between an alpha and a beta? Disappointing at best. Unnatural at worst. Too bad Jisung's body didn't get the memo.
Based on the BL manhwa, 'Am I Too Alpha For You?'
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What are you supposed to do after tasting the sun?
Make do with orangeade?
A year and a half after Minho broke up with him, Jisung texts him again.
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- Part 2 of don't open your eyes
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Hyunjin scoffs inelegantly. “You’re making the face.”
“Which one?”
“With the—the eyes, and. Just, stop it,” Hyunjin huffs, moving closer so he can discreetly slap Minho’s arm. “He’s too young for you.”
“Looks older than that friend you tried to set me up with last month.”
“You know your loyal army of aunties would start hemorrhaging if you hooked up with a messy little rockstar.”
Rock band frontman Jisung Han and esteemed actor Minho Lee meet at a party.
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“Pack a bag,” the man said. “I’ll give you ten minutes, okay?”
Hyunjin sipped his coffee and winced. It was way too hot. “If you want something that sells for a lot of money you can just take my dad’s Jaguar. The keys are in the kitchen.”
“No – shit, I’m bad at this.” The man raked his hands through his hair. “Sorry. Sorry, this isn’t – Felix sent me. We’re going, we’re leaving – he said he can’t go without you.”
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- Part 3 of Fate or Something Worse
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- English
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- 35,553
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01 Feb 2026
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Chan isn’t a stalker. Stalkers are bad people and Chan is not. He’s just here to take pictures, and maybe make sure that Felix gets home safe.
Even if it’s Chan’s home he ends up at.