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    “I want to kill you,” Minho grunts in pain. “And yet you help me. Why?”

    “I’m not sure, huntsman.” Jisung answers. “Why did you let me live?”

    It’s like inhaling gravel when Minho swallows dryly. He thinks back to the day they met and Jisung’s wounded body. His brown eyes full of prudence, his serpent tongue and soft skin. The way the other angels seemed to cower behind Jisung like he was their keeper. The way Minho disregarded his safety when freeing Jisung from his shackles. The inexplicit trust Jisung put into Minho after mere moments of meeting, the way he knew Minho wouldn’t hurt them before Minho knew it himself.

    Minho looks away. “I don’t know, angel.”

    On the brink of death, Minho attempts to pierce the heart of an angel with his arrow. Everything that happens afterward goes against the grain of what’s conventional.

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    13 Jul 2026

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    angel vs angel hunter
    so well written

  2. Public Bookmark 8

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    Jisung was just 13 when the goemul showed up in the sky.
    Jisung is 18 when the gwisin appear.
    Jisung is 20 when he begins to see the messages.
    J.One, where are you?

    A quiet apocalypse is happening and nobody really noticed.

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    05 May 2025

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    loved the aesthetics
    the scene building was great

  3. Rec *

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    Minho was silent for a few beats. Over the radio, a man was crooning about his lost love.

    “You don’t want more out of a marriage?”

    It was Jisung’s turn to laugh. “What more is there to ask for?”

    “Attraction,” Minho’s voice sounded odd, almost reluctant. “Intimacy. You really find him…satisfactory?”

    What did Minho know about him, or love, for that matter, anyway? And what right did he have to ask if Seungmin was satisfactory? It wouldn’t be his marriage. It was already hardly his family.

    God damn Minho, Jisung thought, for being so cagey. Mysterious.

    Unfortunately, if there was one thing he couldn’t resist, it was a mystery.

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    17 Apr 2025

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    this was so beautiful
    the writing was amazing
    the storyline is great
    i loved the whole memory reconstruction thing

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    From closer, it’s clear that Minho is about his age. He’s handsome— very much so— in an untouchable sort of way. Straight nose, sharp eyes, a defined cupid’s bow. He looks sculpted rather than born. Jisung might shrink under the weight of his presence if the situation were different.

    Knowing that Minho is dying ruins the illusion of perfection.

    Jisung answers an ad online reading: "I'm going to die, but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I don't want to do alone."

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    14 Apr 2025

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    THIS IS THE BEST FIC IVE READ THIS YEAR
    I CRIED SO MUCH
    MY HEART HURTS

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    Jisung’s lips stretch kindly around his next words; these words that yank at Minho’s core and quietly request the truth, “You’ve gone so soft on me. It makes me wonder where this Minho has been hiding the whole time.”

    This Minho comes from long-sleeves in torrid weather, from sidelong glances to burn the shape of Jisung’s profile into perfect recollection. Heart-shaped smiles framing that one crooked tooth. Hours spent lazing on the bench and strolling down the busy city streets of food markets. Bruises from hands that should heal them, fear flickering in pretty doe eyes at the thought of going back home, and a bed that feels too big now. This Minho comes from the deepest, most terrifying pit in Minho’s heart.

    Minho doesn’t fall in love.

    Red fabric, rouged lips, ruby scrapes. Blue skylines, bubbling riverfronts, broken-hearted homes. All coming together to paint Minho’s world in purple bruises and pink feelings.

    Minho doesn’t fall in love. Until he absolutely does.

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    27 Feb 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    loved it so much
    the red beanie is a paid actor
    this was such a cute n fun read