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    “Seo Changbin, our Gilded Knight,” said the king from Seungmin’s right. “You have once again returned to us victorious.”

    Changbin sighed. “I am only victorious now that I have returned,” he said, the way he did every time.

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    13 Mar 2026

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    “I’m dying?” it manages, suppressing panic, a rattling wheeze echoing from its chest. “I’m dying, fuck.”

    Jeongin looks over his shoulder to Seungmin—it’s always nice to get a second opinion. Seungmin notes Jeongin’s stare and clears his throat. “Massive internal bleeding,” he diagnoses. “Broken ribs, obviously. I’d say it’s more humane to put the thing out of its misery if you’re not going to turn it.”

    “Is this, like—a death hallucination?” the human wonders, and the light flickers from its eyes. “Shouldn’t I be seeing the light? Not, like—vampire fantasy?"

    “Humans are so silly,” Felix notes, prodding the human’s cheek with his fingertip. “And squishy and cute. Jeonginnie, can we get, like, a pet human?”

    Or: The unlikely and sudden expansion of a vampire coven, and all the messy feelings therein.

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    25 Feb 2026

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    literally life altering

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    The ballet dancer’s soft voice breaks through the buzzing black and white static that fills Jisung’s mind.

    “Hello.”

    “Ahh–” Jisung stumbles over himself for a moment, chewing his lip to get himself in order. “I’m Han Jisung, born in 2000. It's nice to meet you.”

    Well. Shit. As if he needed anymore proof of how limited his ‘gift with words’ truly was. He shouldn’t have left the house, he clearly can’t be in society.

    The dancer’s face lights up in amusement. “Wow, so formal and polite. I’m Minho.”

    Minho’s smirk shifts again like mercury.

    No, Jisung corrects himself, Minho feels too assured to be quicksilver.

    It’s like the seasons. Like the spring melt. A change that brings relief. A shift so steady it feels stablising

    Or: Jisung is a poet experiencing major writer's block. He goes out to find inspiration when he finds the ballet dancer Minho.

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    25 Feb 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    poetry and ballet… this was made for me