A Pandora's box

Hyunlix x Chanlix

Hey there, fellow Stays! ? Are there any shippers of Hyunlix, Chanlix mixed with a few Minsungers out there ? Check this ongoing fic out!

Fic Synopsis: Chris met Felix first, and then he left. Hyunjin met Felix later, and then he stayed. In a world of unfairness and heartbreaks, only true soulmates can overcome the traumas life imposed on them.

OhmNanon fanfic for RedGreens out there!

Hey there BL lovers! ? Are the ON shippers still alive after two chapters of Our Sky2? It's not Bad Buddy, but it's still Pat and Pran. To celebrate this small reunion, here's a fanfic, to make you cry and scream at the same time. Check it out!

Fic Synopsis:

What happens when a Fan Meeting leads to desperate confessions, ends a "just friends" relationship, and suddenly a true love story is born? Will the Thai actors find a happy ending just like the characters they played did? Or will their bond succumb to the harshness of the real world they live in? Will the magic persist, or fade away?

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Hey there K-pop lovers! Are you a Markjin, a MarkGyeom, a Markbeom, or a Markson lover? All these ships are in one single story called "All Your Fault". Check it out!

"A broken foot, an unexpected connection and a secret that must be protected. The rich boy Mark Tuan would never imagine how fast his life would turn upside down after meeting the biker from hell Lim Jaebeom."

In this dark shaped day We seek refuge in lies The ones we tell ourselves To avoiding the dreary sight Of a life without purpose Of a life that dreams to die At this sorrowful intake Of the very pain in disguise I crawl in this empty shell Blind to the might of sunlight At this silent eerie night I feel my heart give in I smell the swiftness of time I taste the kiss of the wind While my soul ceases to fight I fear the ruin from within Something keeps me alive Something awaits to sink in In this dark-filled room I blink at nothingness A smile threatens to bloom As I embrace my dullness Yet I gaze at a grand moon Through a tiny hole in my nest I knew I would be there soon One with Nature and all the rest I’ll join the tempest and its gloom To dissipate the regret in my chest I’ll ride the thunders and its blues Knowing not what to expect I’ll be the Flood and its fumes Running with the rain at full blast The ocean shall be my birth and my tomb And I shall ever lament the joy I could not have.

I come in peace

I do not seek your tremendous fear

You must have heard

There is no illness I cannot sear

Offer me your tortured broken heart

Deliver me your anguished tears

My hands shall touch and release them

My sheer cure is sudden and ever near.

 I have lists of names whispered in silence

I have ways to make all these lives disappear

I reap uncertainties, I obliterate, I eagerly smite

Not only scars, but everything you hold dear

Oh, you ought to know I am always around

You must have felt my breath behind your ears

I am the one who you shall never stood up

Consider me your loyal dark chevalier.

 I may heinously take you in your sleep

Go find cheap doctors, healers or priests

There is no single faith able to detain me

Your ashes and dust must be my souvenir

Quickly swallow your pills to postpone me

Do Pray, have your surgeries and persevere

Try very hard until I insidiously reappear

As long as there is mortality, I shall profiteer

See, I am the only one who will really set you free.

 Then kindly give in to my dreary seduction

Your worthless doubts I shall make clear

Just willingly surrender your naïve hope

No one is left unscathed at the point of my spear

Blood, sweat, flesh, your body, and all its gears

They are infallibly mine to rape and commandeer

Vanity and worries have no meaning after me

So listen to my hypnotic and eternal symphony

Giving room to timeless and profound dreams

 I will slowly follow you home

I will chase you down anonymously

I will seat at your opulent dinner table

I will quietly wait for you to notice me

I will openly laugh at your future plans

I will forever watch them fail endlessly

I will sing you a requiem of lullabies  

I will count your last years on my fingertips

I will let you boldly struggle and defy me

I will be the ache, the killer of any futile glee

I will be the unavoidable end of the line

I will lie on your bed before you start to plead.

 You will complain at the dire unfairness

But I’ll feed you the earth before you disagree

I am the greatest keeper of endless laments

You will never be strong enough to face me

I am the irreversible cessation of breaths 

I am the one who will fatally bend your knees

Do not ask for more time, nor dare to repent

I am the hideous thought you fought to foresee

Do not cry for help, just take my cold hand

I am the epilogue of your family tree

 Do not try to bargain, I am not a mere negotiator

I am disgrace fueled by loss and painful screams

I shall show you an infinite haven of grisly hells

I am the unseen tragedy, invincibly supreme

I shall finish all the chapters of your sorry pages

I could bring you comfort, yet, I’d rather mislead

I shall make you a legend, or a forgotten old diary

So dance to my tune till your last drop of energy

Soon you must come,

For your limbs will start to freeze

But do not fret,

Once you are dead,

I shall keep you

Can’t breathe

Death swiftly embraces

Every people, colour and race

No cure, no shelter, no vaccine

It’s the ravenous beastly number nineteen

So you’d better keep your hands always clean

The fierce infection seizes lives and end dreams

Isolation, fear and depression are now conjoined twins

Lockdown is the law of the disastrous normal reality

Stay home, stay alone, and respect the quarantine

 Tiny solace paints the survivor’s exhausted face

They missed the steps of the heavenly staircase

Yet, they remain with aftereffects no one can erase

Many still fight hard till their frail faith silently unlaces

Patients pray, as oxygen quickly gush from their veins

It’s a new voracious variant, more losses day by day

Millions have perished, a few try to resist and stay

 With those who expired in this age full of fatal pains

We bury their place in a space that can’t be replaced

We can’t help crying over their hasty helpless disgrace

Tears kiss the fresh brown earth as the heartbeats fade

 The finite comfort of the fertile tomb screams

Your name, your pulse, your memorable sins

Disease enfolds you, heinously claiming your skin

You’re a weakened tree, losing branches and limbs

 Once feeble roots become quivering victims of the wind,

Once your decaying stalk is no longer sturdy and green,

Once both lungs decide to slow their steady vital activity

The last breath will escape from you like a dried autumn leaf.

 You’ll be out of the human cocoon, and your soul will be free to flee.

You’ll forever sing, dance, and grin as you spread your immortal wings,

Your unsheathed supreme being shall be as vast as any earthly sea

And you shall be constantly weightless, as an eternal moonbeam.

777 Ways

Summary: Jinyoung was unable to overcome writer's block. He had his own revenge story to work on in real life. The author created for himself a plot in which hatred and love shared the same road, the same body, the same address, and the same name, Mark Tuan. A supposed suicide note that encouraged Jinyoung to take justice in his own hands, ended up leading him to a web of violence, intrigues, crime and passion. 

Another Multichaptered fic rec with Mark as the protagonist:

https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/1425339/memento-mori

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21796879

General plot:

A teenage Mark moves to Korea after facing a tragedy. Two brothers and a couple of other individuals suddenly become part of his new life. Got7 is about to be born.

More details regarding the plot:

https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/1401897/letter-2-u