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"Who are you?" Jisung questions, "you're no Fool that I have seen."
The Fool spins around him aimless underneath the starlit sky. "I am what you have been looking for. All that you want."
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Grieving the death of the man who has raised him, Jisung rides to a tournament, lying of his knighthood. What was supposed to be just a way to earn money and prove himself. He ends up with the company of strange men.
Jeongin, a knight who dreams of him before they’ve ever met. King Chan, who sees use for him in grander schemes, and The Fool (spoiler: Lee Minho) who increasingly becomes attached to him with a secret of his own. Before long, Jisung’s lie is the least of his problems as whatever the king is planning may decide the outcome of a war.
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30 Mar 2026
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“If you hate me so much why not just kill me?”
“Because you’re worth more alive.”
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Prince Jisung runs away from his arranged marriage and ends up on the ship of the most notorious pirates plaguing the seas.
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14 Mar 2026
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surviving Han Jisung’s sexual awakening (by Lee Minho) by s1lenttcryy
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
26 Jul 2025
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“Okay,” Minho said, exhaling the word slowly, gripping his own knee to keep from doing something impulsive. “That’s okay. No pressure. We’ll take it slow.”
It sounded like Minho was trying to calm himself down more than Jisung. As if he were the virgin here—about to get his first kiss and come in his pants all at once. But Jisung wasn’t done destroying him yet.
“Also… I’ve never, like… touched myself. Not really.” His voice had gone small, and he refused to meet Minho’s eyes. “I didn’t know how. It felt… weird. And I was scared I’d hurt myself or something.”
Minho’s mind blanked. Completely. There were no thoughts. Only primal, carnal noise.
God. He was so fucking gone for this boy.Or: This was supposed to be about Jisung losing his virginity. Now Minho needs therapy.
No Lee Minhos were harmed in the making of this fic. Just emotionally wrecked.
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12 Mar 2026
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He drops onto the couch beside Minho with the poise of a man in full, committed denial. Their thighs brush. Neither of them moves.
It’s fine.
Theatre is about proximity. Chemistry. Suffering.
Jisung is very committed. Possibly too committed. Emotionally. Spiritually. Boner-ly. Is that a word? It should be. Whatever the word is for please bend me over the lighting booth and rearrange my insides—
That one.
He clears his throat. “From the top?”
(or: jisung takes minho for a ride on the prop couch)
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12 Mar 2026
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The second Minho turned his head, he screamed, stumbling backwards and tripping over the leg of his couch.
Sitting right there on his living room floor was a man. A very naked man at that, with two antennae bobbing around on top of his head and twice as many arms as he should've had hugging his knees to his chest.
"Sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the man rushed to say, his big, wet eyes terrified and pleading for Minho to spare his life.
He was a hybrid. A. . . bug hybrid?
Just when Minho was starting to think he would never find someone worth loving, his soulmate fell right into the palm of his hand. And then onto the floor. Way too close to his cat.
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10 Mar 2026