fixonsOJ (vioverherewriting)
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to be so lonely by fixonsOJ (vioverherewriting) for hungerbound (fullcredit)
Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band)
11 Sep 2025
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“Yunho—,” Mingi sterns, trying to measure his own breathing, “I swear to God, I need you to shut the fuck up and get the hell out of my hotel room.”
He knows that Yunho won’t back down, not today. He knows.
“You’re so pathetic,” Yunho croons, shaking his head, “fucking make me, you asshole, if you’re so desperate to.”
or,
mingi keeps fucking up. yunho doesn't let him, not this time around.
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Yunho sees him immediately.
It doesn’t matter that he’s wearing a beanie that obscures most of his forehead, or that the half-drawn sleeves of his hoodie reveal a plethora of tattoos Yunho far from recognises. Even the new broadness of his shoulders or the inch he’s gained in height does nothing to sway him. Yunho knows those eyes, sees them in his dreams.
That’s Song Mingi. His Mingi.
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song mingi and jeong yunho are best friends and trainees who are all set for debut. life has other plans.
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‘You’re beautiful to me Jjongie, to us,’ San says, baring down on him but never letting his gaze waver, ‘you always have been. Let us show you how much, yeah?’
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jongho's been enraptured by his hyungs a lot longer than he'd care to admit, and sometimes when push came to shove, giving into the tide was the only way forward.
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‘Tell me you’re mine Mingi-yah,’ Yunho mutters on a more fervent thrust, ‘say it.’
Mingi’s whimper is punched out and oh so pretty, ‘Jagi—’
‘Tell me,’ he repeats, ‘need you to say it.’
or,
mingi decides to wear another jeong’s football jersey when his marriage to one jeong yunho is less than a week old. and really, if there was ever a man good at getting under yunho’s skin, who could best his husband, song mingi?
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somewhere in the middles by fixonsOJ (vioverherewriting) for hungerbound (fullcredit)
Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band)
25 Dec 2024
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‘Uh—’ Mingi starts sort of wincing, ‘Yunho, your lab partner, is my best friend of how many ever fucking years it’s been now.’
There’s a pause. That still doesn’t explain—
‘And we fuck. Sometimes.’
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yeosang walks in on his situationship making out with his classmate and they all get a little (de)railed.
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jeong yunho and song mingi were everything to each other, best friends, high-school sweethearts, partners and then mates. yet, mingi had given up one dream for another, and everything had shattered. a collection of prose on how he finds his way back home.
this series has an accompanying playlist for curated vibes :)
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so called straight frat bros yunho and mingi find their way to not so straight waters
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they're pining idiots, they're mutual yearners, they're devoted fools. most explicitly, they're best friends (with benefits) // a loose collection of yunho and mingi snippets from childhood friends to inseparable besties to (possibly) lovers, only time will tell.
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When hormonal fuckery turns Song Mingi (28, omega, affable tattoo artist) into an embarrassing public spectacle of pre-heat hot-mess, it's his rotten luck that it all goes down in front of one Jeong Yunho (29, alpha, infuriatingly handsome florist, and Mingi's sworn annoyance).
Or: There are a million romantic "meet cutes" enshrined on page and screen. "Reconsider ugly" doesn't have the same ring to it, but Mingi's gonna roll with it anyway.
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- Part 1 of inkweed
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Bookmarked by fixonsOJ (vioverherewriting)
22 Aug 2025
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a sensory dream !!!!!!
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Here’s the thing, Mingi loves Yunho. He always will love Yunho. Yunho carries a part of him that he’ll never get back, nor does he want to get it back. That piece belongs to Yunho, a piece he left back in Seoul and long before he came to LA, proof that Mingi once had him and loved him. Loves him.
But in loving, there’s also acceptance and letting go. Mingi has done all three. Time has granted him as much.
Sometimes, however, time can be a funny thing, and at times, a very cruel thing.
Bookmarked by fixonsOJ (vioverherewriting)
21 Aug 2025
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a perfect fic. seriously. this is a Perfect fic.
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“Not every girl can be the perfect one Hwa, we only saw each other for like give or take two months? Wasn't like we were getting married.”
Dropping the act, Seonghwa barely let him finish before asking a question Yunho never could have been prepared to answer. “Then how long have you been in love?” Pursing his lips, the older’s eerie glare only continued to build as Yunho spluttered, neck pushing back as a tangled astonishment crashed over his shoulders.
“What? I was never in love with her… Why the hell would I break up with her if I was in love?” He scoffed, hands trying and failing to rub some of the growing irritation away from his eyes. “Common Seonghwa, just say what you’re trying to get at. It's too early for the go around.”
“Fine,” he shrugged, taking a long righteous sip of coffee as Yunho groaned impatiently. No doubt in hell the bastard was enjoying himself.
“How long have you been in love with Mingi?”
(ie. where will life go when two childhood pen pals are destined to meet)
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Three years ago, Mingi disappeared.
Captured. Brainwashed. Reprogrammed into the very weapon the rebellion swore to fight against. Yunho has spent every day since searching the ruins of their city for a glimpse of the boy who once whispered freedom songs into his skin.
Now, Mingi is the government’s sharpest blade—efficient, merciless, and nearly unrecognizable. Except for the way he hesitates. The way his eyes flicker when Yunho says his name. The way Yunho still believes.
Trapped in a world where music is contraband and memory is currency, the rebellion fights with rhythm, color, and sound—broadcasting resistance through cracked speakers and coded frequencies, even hope has a price.
Yunho has risked everything: his role in the resistance, the lives of those who follow him, and the trust of the men he calls family. All for the chance to reach the part of Mingi that still remembers what it means to love and be loved.
He remembered my name this time. And that might be enough to end a war.
Bookmarked by fixonsOJ (vioverherewriting)
20 Jul 2025
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re-invigorated my love for fic all over again - a birdsong of hope, love and recovery despite the bloodshed of your past mistakes <3
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When the mouth of infinity buries its teeth in me by SpringDayBoys
Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band)
14 Sep 2024
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After a series of sudden disappearances of young priests in the parishes far away from the capital, exorcist Yunho is sent on a mission: to find and save the missing men.
Things get complicated when Yunho realizes his childhood friend, Mingi, with whom he had spent years in the orphanage and seminary, is one of the missing priests. It gets even more complicated when all the clues lead him to a gloomy village full of heretics, a mysterious castle in the middle of a dead lake, and its eccentric owner, lord Kim.