We’re not meant to be together. You’re not supposed to approach me and I am not supposed to let you approach me. And yet, I still did. Because maybe, you’re gonna be the one that saves me. After all, you’re my wonderwall.
Minho was known for being quite the troublemaker; and for good reasons, too. He was a careless bully with a material definition of the word “love”, and an outstandingly, aggressive temper. His favorite victim at this point, the young and naive Taemin, would normally prefer staying as far away from the bully as possible. But unpredictable as life is, everything didn't go as planned.
Minho knows that being the best and most popular guy at school is what high school is all about. He knows that kids like him have every right to bully and push any naïve little prey that lurk the halls of his territory. He believes that Taemin’s the “right one” – the “right” victim, that is. But why does he feel so different around him lately?
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Beauty has no measure - it comes in plenty of different forms. Some posses it on the inside, in their very soul: these creatures are gentle and calm, sweet and loving. But there are some, those whom others may find to be the more fortunate ones, shine on the outside. With smiles that are brigther than the sun and eyes that glimmer with mirth, they are usually lively, outgoing people. However, some of them just aren't so lucky.
Taemin is an average 16-year-old high school boy. His life isn't perfect: there's the bullies, the homework, and the grief of his father's death. But when he is sucked into an ancient world where he meets a handsome prince, a kind priest, an over-bearing bodyguard, and a cocky soldier; he wants nothing more than to go home. Minho is a prince looking for a beautiful woman fit to be a queen. What does he do when he ends up with a scrawny, 16-year-old boy?
But there is no such thing as 'too much', for our lovely OTP, is there?
Cast : Siwon, Kyuhyun, Minho, Suho, Taemin, Kris, etc Main Pair: WonKyu Slight Pair: Chibi 2min, Chibi KrisHo Genre: Boys Love, Family, Drama, Romance, Friendship, etc The Beautiful Poster made by @SuciiCho
What happens when you put a sadist, an innocent puppet, and a jock into a ruthless game of hearts and tears and all that's in between? You get The Gayme. Pronounced "the game," it pits the most seductive against the most homophobic to see who will prevail. After all, in Key's world, if you can't beat them, then break. Their. Hearts.
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As the heir to the kingdom of Seonggong, Prince Lee Taemin was a well-mannered, kind, and admirable person to his people. He loved his life in the palace and could hardly wait to fullfill his destiny to one day take his father's place and become king. However, there was one thing in life that the boy desperately longed for
This piece contains an obsessed Minho, doll Taemin, creepy Jinki , creepier Jonghyun and pretty Key.
This is a story about the blind and the seeing. The golden hearts and the hearts made of ice. The innocent and the dirty. The gentle and the rough. The kind and the mean. The giving and the selfish. This is the love story of Lee Taemin and Choi Minho.
Choi Minho was living a perfect life, he had money, looks, and all the girls that he wanted. He thought he had the perfect life until a certain boy named Lee Taemin caught his eye. Lee Taemin was a innocent boy living a simple life, his first time at a club and meeting a certain player changed his life forever. No one knows whether their meeting would be a blessing or a curse.
Minho, knight of king Jonghyun, found an injured and unconscious fairy in the woods,
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Welcome to the land of lost souls, the walking dead. Where the blinding hallways that stink with the stench of the barely alive stretch miles behind your eyes. Where the demons decked in white feed you medicine, lies, and feigned sympathy. Where the only voice I hear is the one in the back of my mind, the voice that drips with contempt and tears me to shreds with every insult whispered into my ears. The voice that’s ever-present. The voice that’s always there