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every tear's a rain parade from hell by celestial_s0lar
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
27 Mar 2025
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When Kaveh looks into the mirror, the person who stares back at him is someone he does not recognise. He raises his hand to touch his hair with trembling fingers and the stranger in the mirror does the same, but it feels like staring into a black hole, like leaning over water and seeing a distorted face peering back. And well, maybe Kaveh just isn’t real at all–maybe he’s just a shell, with dead eyes and gray skin and limp hair like a toy with all its stuffing pulled out. Maybe he has no body at all and his consciousness is bereft of reality, or maybe all of this is fake and nothing is real and the world doesn’t even exist.
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it's like supernatural, this love's possessing me by celestial_s0lar
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
09 Dec 2024
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Taehyung is on fire. His skin is ablaze where Jimin’s hands settle on his waist and hips, fingertips tracing idle patterns against his skin under the hem of his silk shirt. When he closes his eyes, he imagines that Jimin is tracing his name there, leaving his mark, a reminder that they belong to each other. He tilts his head back and he knows that Jimin’s gaze is drawn to the long line of his throat, can imagine the intensity of his gaze, but he keeps his eyes shuttered so he can revel in the flashing of the lights behind his eyelids, in the weightlessness of being held close to someone else while the music rises to a crescendo and time is suspended.
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maybe now is the darkest point (let's not stop right now) by celestial_s0lar
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
15 Sep 2024
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When Jimin opens his eyes, the sun is already up and light is spilling through the gap between his curtains and illuminating a streak of floor. The blankets are pooled around his waist like he’d been restless in the night, twisted up in knots on his side of the bed. For a few moments, he stays perfectly still and wills all his muscles and limbs to be motionless while he takes a deep breath and resigns himself to the thought of hobbling through another day. The moment he twitches, muscles tightening and grinding even as he works to move his fingers and then his arms, the beginning of pain is already settling at the base of his skull. He grits his teeth against it and stretches out his arm onto the other side of the bed, fingers reaching across the mattress and sliding over the pillow beside his own.
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can't change what you've done (start fresh next semester) by celestial_s0lar
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
15 Aug 2024
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True failure is seeing a relapse coming and understanding all the signs, knowing you should stop it and what you can do to prevent it, knowing the right decision to make but choosing the wrong one instead, turning your back on health and progress and picking the euphoric bliss of ruining yourself. And isn’t that the true death of self? To know what it feels like to fall apart inside, knowing intimately the agonising misery of driving yourself to rock bottom but returning to it anyway?
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It’s six fifty-three pm, and this number will forever be branded into his memory, scalding red-hot in the depths of his amygdala and never forgotten. Although it’s not quite seven in the evening, the sun has long since sunk below the horizon; it has gone to rest and left the glowing crescent moon to shed light over the nighttime, though the bustling nightlife of the city has swallowed up any trace of its radiance.
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“Wha--what?” Jimin squeaks out, squirming in Jeongguk’s lap. The younger simply snickers, sturdy arms circling Jimin’s small waist to keep him confined between his muscled thighs.
God, that’s hot, Jimin thinks. His strength kink is really coming to bite him in the ass as he feels arousal beginning to bloom in his stomach at the show of strength. He still tries to struggle a bit, wriggling around to get out of the man’s hold, but he’s no match for Jeongguk’s hours at the gym, and after a moment of futile attempts he gives up, going somewhat limp.
“I’m keeping you warm, hyung,” Jeongguk says with a smirk. “They say body heat is most effective in warming people up. You were too cold, so I thought I’d share body heat by having you closer.”
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Or, Jimin's long-time crush who he's absolutely whipped for and who also happens to be breathtakingly gorgeous and popular is his roommate, and when their apartment-complex's heating system breaks down, Jimin finds that said-crush Jeongguk has other ideas on how to get him warm.
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24 Jun 2026
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'Make me forget… make tonight a good memory…’
Or, the one where an award show presentation doesn’t go exactly as planned and Jungkook ends up punching someone who most definitely deserves it.
All in the name of love, as some may say.
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23 Jun 2026
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Taehyung doesn't remember when this started—the obsession as one would call it. But all he remembers was that they were sleeping, cuddling together in Jimin's bed when his nightie hikes up.
Taehyung remembers the way his naked skin looks so pretty and his lower body looking so exposed.
He should never have seen them, any of them—except he did. And kept them all.
Because Jimin is just for him. Always.
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23 Jun 2026
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“Thought I’d try the hot lemon today.”
“Wow, you found a drink version of me?” Jimin fluttered his long lashes, tilting his head with his most overly saccharine voice he could possibly manage without wanting to burn his mouth with scalding chocolate.
“You’re a hot lemon?” Jeongguk shot back in comedic bewilderment, eyes wide as he looked from his cup to Jimin and then back again. “Now that you mention it, you are a bit sour. Past your sell by date, hyung?”
Jimin responded by bunching up a pink post-it note, tossing it straight at the alpha with no remorse. Pointing the end of his clicky pen as threateningly as possible, the omega pinched his face in a mock glare.
“I’ll have you know I am the most citrusy, fruity, delicious lemon to ever grace your presence. Maybe your taste buds are out of date. Just like you, Mr No Date.”
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Park Jimin is an omega fully capable of handling himself and not particularly fond of alphas. Or that's what he tells himself. Jeon Jeongguk is infuriatingly lovely and Jimin adores his ridiculous laugh and stupid tender gazes. And maybe he loves him, but that's for him to discover on his own.- Language:
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22 Jun 2026
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park jimin has danced the piece four hundred and twelve times. on the four hundred and thirteenth, his weight transfers a half-beat late—a tombé, the most basic step—and for the rest of the performance he holds himself together with both hands. what comes after is a theater bathroom floor, the inside of his own head at its loudest and most merciless, and a very long night of being twenty-three years old and so tired of the weight of it all. there are no easy answers here. there is just the floor, and the hands shaking, and eventually, the hands going still.
or: a half-beat mistake and the cathedral of self-hatred it built
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21 Jun 2026