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Fate has a curious way of bringing souls together. How else can you explain a renowned South Korean actor searching for himself crossing paths with a globetrotting writer from his own country in a rural hotel in a small Spanish village?
Wooyoung is a young actor seeking to escape the tabloid press and headlines that label him controversial; a man in search of authenticity.
San is a writer who once wanted to be someone great, but lost faith in greatness.
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A Mediterranean Lullaby,
A story about trauma, recovery, culture and a family you find where you least expect it.Bookmarked by gemynay
18 Jul 2026
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"Baby," San gasps. "I can't hold it anymore."
Wooyoung shifts, San doesn't know why until the light reflects on the silver barrel of Wooyoung's precious gun. Then the muzzle of the gun is pressed to San's temple, and his hips stutter as a cold wave crashes into him.
"Don't fuckin' stop, I'm serious, you hear me?" Wooyoung warns in a low voice. "Or I'll pierce your skin and use it as a hole to fuck— fuck!"
San slams into him. He slips a hand between their bodies to grab Wooyoung's cock in a desperate attempt at bringing him closer to the edge faster. But the cold metal pressing on his temple and the warmth of Wooyoung's insides are sending him into thermal shock.
"Please come— Young-ah please!"
(or: Wooyoung and San, heirs of rival gangs, have a toxic affair going on. Wooyoung loses his shit when San disappears without notice and meets him with a gun when he eventually comes back. The rest is filth, as per the tags, until part 2 where the plot thickens.)
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12 Jul 2026
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Some men aren't meant to be touched.
Choi San was never good at being told what he isn't meant to do.
Jung Wooyoung is a ghost with an empire; no face, no name, no second gender breathed in the wrong rooms. Just WY, the untouchable mind behind Ligati, hidden for reasons that would destroy him if the wrong hands ever found the edges.
Then San's hands find the edges.
He came with a dead brother and a cold, sharpened grief , not for fashion, not for fame, but for the one buried truth every clue keeps pointing back to.
Back to Wooyoung. So he gets close.
Now it's not a hunt. Not a seduction. Not quite war. It's something with no clean name, played out in silk and silence and the specific heat of two people who know they are each other's ruin.
One of them will break first.
(Fashion Designer! Woo x MMA Fighter! San)
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03 Jul 2026
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San had heard a saying, before. Something about being soft enough to hold a bird in your hands and not hurt it, but steady enough to keep it so it didn’t fly away. He didn’t want to be rough, but that was kind of what he’d ended up being, for a while.
He could lie and say he didn’t know what changed it. What had turned his working hands into softer, kinder ones. What had softened him into something malleable enough to be loved. What allowed him to keep that little bird, sitting happily in his palm, deciding on its own that that was where it wanted to stay. That was where it felt safest, most loved.
He’d never managed to keep hold of something so fleeting before.
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- Part 1 of 🤠 Buckle Bunny Cinematic Universe 🐰🍯
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20 Jun 2026
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"It's just for one night," Yeosang says with a shrug, his voice light and teasing. "Besides, it's for charity. Are you really going to deprive at-risk youth of money just because you don't want to spend one evening with a stranger?"
Wooyoung narrows his eyes.
"Don't twist this on me."
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Wooyoung meets San at a charity event and he’s not exactly sure what it is, but there’s something interesting about the stranger who wins a night with him.
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08 Jun 2026