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Owen Is panicking, something is wrong with him, and people seem to notice it quickly...
Concerned and with no other options, he goes to the Doc to find out what's wrong... only to find out something he never thought possible
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Inspired by Legacies you keep alive (With your cold unbeating heart) by Lilmia_casand
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Hyunjin is a member of stray kids, his life is hell, not for his bandmates, no, they were fine.
No, his problem was another.
He wasn't human, not that the others actually were.
They were rare, in fact most of the population was anything but human.
His group was anything but human too.
He was the only human in his group, or rather, he pretended to be one.
He couldn't let others know his true nature, he couldn't.OR
Hyunjin is a siren and hides his identity from everyone for years, even his members. But one day everything goes to hell.
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17 Feb 2025
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Skz supernatural AU. Hyunjin is a siren but is hiding it
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Seungmin knew he wasn’t special.
He tried countless times to gain his members' attention and affection, however, each attempt only ended in failure. Seungmin might’ve been the second youngest member in his group but he never felt like it; compared to their maknae, Seungmin felt like nothing but a second thought.
Living unnoticed became Seungmin’s second nature— However, the longer his insecurities piled up, the further he found himself spiraling towards his breaking point, his insecurities overtaking his life and dragging his members down alongside him.
Maybe Seungmin didn’t deserve to be loved. And if no one truly loved him maybe Seungmin needed to work for it. Maybe Seungmin needed to change himself. Maybe Seungmin lost sight of who mattered most.
Maybe Seungmin lost himself in the process.
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He turns. Looks at the camera.
Old static hisses across the screen. The tape kicks back a few times, Minho’s movements repeating themselves, his head turning, turning, turning. The sound sputters and chokes on itself, shudders around the room.
Then Minho is looking right at him, and Jisung is looking right back. Locked in time. Frozen in place.
Something is wrong. He can feel it in his bones, ballooning in his chest.
Something is wrong.
Minho isn’t smiling in this tape. He just stares at him. Stares, and stares, and stares.
It’s just Minho’s unmoving, blank, pale face on the screen.
It’s just him and Minho and the dark. Something like a knife sinks itself into Jisung’s stomach.
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Han Jisung finds a bag full of VHS tapes at his favorite thrift store. Naturally, he watches them.