#// idek if this makes any sense wheeze

[armafidelium]

hugs him. real tight. @seeksmoon

A warmth and comforting feeling that made his heart ache. his twin seemed to know him best even better than he knew himself. a moment where his heart felt so fragile it was as if it could be easily shattered much like a piece of glass. a hardened weapon needn't the use for such things, but despite his title of weapon he was still human. a heart beat within his chest alongside every breath he would take. even with the numbness his body became accustomed to there were still signs of his humanity that lingered and oft times his humanity would break past the shroud and let itself be known to him.

his twin was his greatest link toward the heart that still beat and clung desperately for things he thought he'd long discarded. any moments the poison that connected him with his twin weakened he could feel the pain of scars from battles he'd fought be it recently or long in the past. the pain of blood on his hands be it his own or that of those whose lives he'd taken for the cause of the salvation of their people. but sometimes even a sliver of this would find its way into his mind and his heart whilst the numbness lingered and even through the fog he could feel the ache throb.

it was cold. it hurt. there was much he wished to discard but he was still very much the quiet young man he had been prior to his orbit leading him toward the noctum flowers. no matter how much he trained or hardened his heart it still had remnants of the person he wished he could discard simply so the things that would keep him up at night when the silence that could fill his mind when the tether was at its weakest would vanish. yet he couldn't do that to his twin. as desperately as he needed her he knew he couldn't leave her with a husk of a person wearing the mask of her brother.

was this why such a feeling, strange it may be with no physical presence yet his heart could vividly remember just how comforting this sensation had been in the past he could feel her embrace as if she were physically with him and he with her. he missed her yet always had her present with him. she most likely knew how desperately he missed her. even if he had learned how to be alone it was never any easier even with their connection. it was a comfort yet at the same time it only hurt more. their destinies chosen at the time of their birth before either one of them could even process a singular thought. sometimes he'd wonder what life would be like be it not for the weight the two carried within them their whole lives. could they have normally lived their lives like the others or would they still be subject to trials and tribulations? he didn't know and it was impossible to truly comprehend such a thing.

shaken breath filters out as the warmth of tears slowly flow down his cheeks. he hadn't known how long he'd needed something as simple as a hug, but now it was very apparent with how desperately he clung to this in his heart. truly where would he be without his sister's guidance? even lost to himself she'd help him find the way. shaken his words resonate in his heart with hopes such a thing could be heard.

' thank you, alune. i'm sorry. '

// @seeksmoon

[criticallyacclaimedstranger]

Fic: Wild

Rating: Explicit

Fandom: Triple Frontier

Relationship: Francisco 'Catfish' Morales x You (established relationship, no kids)

Tags/warnings: PinV sex and some light unintended violence but nobody gets hurt, not even feelings. fLuFf. Idek what I am anymore.

Summary: Sometimes, accidents happen, even in the throes of passion. Good thing Frankie has a sense of humour.

”Coming to bed?” You sit up on the couch and stretch, yawning a little. Frankie hums, not looking away from the TV screen.

”Depends. You in the mood?”

”You’re gonna have to try a little harder than that, lazy ass...” You elbow him playfully, which does inspire him enough to turn his attention away from the show he’s watching.

”I think we’ve been together long enough not to dance around the subject,” he grins, reaching for you but not fast enough; you’re already on your feet and walking out of the living-room. You turn around by the door to give him a wink.

”If you promise foreplay’s not going to be as underwhelming as that, then yeah, I’m game.”

”Just gimme a sec, then.”

You have time to brush your teeth and get into bed before Frankie comes upstairs, and he doesn’t disappoint when it comes to the foreplay. His moves may be familiar to you but they never get boring. He starts with an old school makeout session, kissing you until you’re breathless, caressing the hills and dales of your body. Proceeding to licking, kissing, and biting your nipples before going down on you, he makes you squirm with intense pleasure. He stops only to ask if it is underwhelming enough for you.

”If you stop now, I’ll punch you,” you whine, and he happily continues until the orgasm tears through you and leaves you gasping for breath. When he finally slams into you, hands on your knees and spreading your legs wide apart, you’re quivering with anticipation. Your head is thrown back at the impact, a hoarse groan escaping your lips. Frankie doesn’t give you any time to adjust but goes for it, pumping into you at a solid pace. He lets go of your knees and lowers over you, taking your arms up above your head and locking them there, effectively trapping you underneath him while purposefully fucking you, steadily and smoothly. You savour his lips and the prickle of his facial hair on the sensitive skin of your neck, and you put your hips into motion to meet his thrusts, letting your body move with his. Sex with Frankie may be predictable and safe sometimes, but that doesn’t make it bad. On the contrary: you always know you’ll have a good time and one, often several, orgasms. Holding back your loudest moans so as not to alert the entire apartment building, you are vocal nevertheless, communicating your pleasure to Frankie, as if he didn’t know from your flushed body and the way you keep squeezing your inner walls around him.

”Fuck, baby, that’s good,” he huffs and lets go of your arms to prop himself up with one elbow on each side of you. He kisses you breathlessly and does a series of quick, deep thrusts that pin you to the mattress. You keen, snaking your arms around his shoulders and digging your nails into his skin.

”Don’t – stop!”

Frankie grunts from the exertion but keeps the fast pace up before coming up onto his hands and really going to town on you with fast, shallow thrusts. You reach down between the two of you to rub your clit, your body tensing up and lower lip caught between your teeth to keep your voice down.

”Come on, baby, cum for me,” Frankie coaxes you, his voice strangled. ”Come on, come on –”

You press your fingers to your clit and throw your head back with a low moan, lightning bolts zapping up and down your spine and your pussy clenching around Frankie’s cock. He growls, and gives you a few last, deep pushes, finishing with a forceful slam that makes you shout out in surprise. Your hand, guided by some strange instinct directly connected to that last smash of his hips against yours, flies up, balled into a fist, and connects with Frankie’s face. The strike is not delivered with much strength but the abruptness makes Frankie call out and topple over.

”Fuck!”

Still reeling from the orgasm, it takes you a second to understand what happened, but as soon as you realize that you actually hit him, you sit up.

”Jesus christ, Frankie, I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

He’s staring at you in disbelief, a frown lining his forehead vertically, one hand gingerly cupping his cheek. You put one hand on his knee and reach the other to his face, putting it gently over his.

”Did I hurt you?” you ask despondently.

”You hit me!” There is more wonder than anger in his voice.

”I didn’t do it on purpose, I swear, baby, I’m so, so sorry!” you reassure him, desperate to make him see that it really was an accident. You roll over onto your side of the bed and reach to turn on the bedside lamp. In the soft light, you turn back to Frankie, who’s now looking incredibly smug with a cocksure, broad smile.

”I know you’re wild but baby, that was on a whole ’nother level.”

”Stop joking, Frankie, are you okay?” You scan his cheek for signs of injury, finding none.

”I’m fine, don’t worry.” He chuckles. ”You hit like a girl.”

You bristle, forgetting your worry.

”I can try again and make it harder,” you say acidly. ”Glad you find this amusing. I was really worried and I felt awful!”

”Ah, c’mon, baby,” Frankie tries, scooting over next to your and kissing your shoulder. ”I got a right to tease you, you did actually punch me in the face.”

He looks up at you and to your infinite consternation you see that he can barely keep back his laughter.

”While cumming!” he adds with delight. You sigh, rolling your eyes. Relieved that he’s okay, you’re starting to feel less bad about punching him. Should’ve punched him harder, knock some sense into him.

”Is this going to be one of those things that you won’t let go of?” you ask in a resignated voice.

”You bet.”

”Thought so. Well, since you’re okay, I’m gonna sleep now.”

You lie down on your side of the bed and plump up the pillow before setting your head on it with finality. Pulling up the cover, you demonstratively hog more than you need of it. Frankie stretches out behind you with a deep sigh that you ignore. Your last orgasm was cut short and you’re not experiencing that wonderful, slack, post-coital feeling you usually enjoy after sex, and it’s making you crabby. Besides, there was no need for Frankie to be like that. You were genuinely concerned, and he just made fun of you...

You notice a tiny ripple in the mattress, and a sniffing sound from next to you. You turn around quickly and glare at Frankie while trying not to let the corners of your own mouth go up, because his mirth is contagious.

”You asshole!”

”I can live with that,” he wheezes, and give him a gentle slap on the arm and poking a finger between his ribs, causing him to yelp.

”I’ll jab you in the chin soon if you don’t stop!”

”I’m terrified of you now,” he admits, wrapping his arms around you. He’s still smirking when he kisses you and you slowly drag a finger over his cheek.

”Are you sure you’re okay?” you ask softly.

”For the last time, yes,” he promises you, with equal tenderness. ”You caught me by surprise, is all.” He chuckles, sliding one hand down to your ass. ”You made me shrivel up pretty fast. Barely got to finish.”

”If it makes you feel any better, I got cut off as well,” you confess.

”It does a little, actually.”

Softly, your hand seeks him out under the covers.

”I feel like I owe you,” you whisper before kissing him, and he has absolutely no objections.

Later, when you’re almost asleep, he murmurs in your ear:

”I’m gonna bring home field gear from the base. Let you really go to town on me.”

”Not funny...”

”I just like the way you say sorry, that’s all.”

”Good night.” You turn around and fall asleep.

[neo-shitty]

toffee!

hehe glad i could make you laugh, oooh that sounds awesome! yeah id love to be tagged it sounds great :)

YES the differences are so fucking weird. like, they do know they're the same age right? i feel like its just an exagguration of how much the persons role in the group matters, like we see chan being held up as such a mature, old leader while jungkook who is literally the same age, is still babied etc. like enha hyung line is basically the same age (if a bit younger) as chenle and jisung but somehow the rules are different?? as you point out, still legal but still bizarre. hehe yeah, i mean where else are we going to rant? quora lol. mmm, hopefully more people can just write less smut abt people who are barely adults

ah, no prob it didnt take long. yeah i think thats right (i keep forgetting you know my url lol) mmhmm :( i think if that happened irl there would be some major trauma going on. knock wood it never happens to you or me lol (/hj)

hehe same! oooh glad Redemption For Cheese was realised! yess we cant rllycomplain that theyve written/produced too much good music lol. yeah, ive dragged him into being a stay so *dusts hands off* mission accomplished. mmm yeah, they tend to have a certain vibe but tbh it couldve worked if they were any other group but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ahh ur one step ahead of me on the stages of listening to ssick i think, still not convinced but thats okay! hehe, it had to be said. yesss the itch in the back of my brain is very satisfied by sorry i love you, felixs vocals deserve to be appreciated! (side note i feel like hes trying to sing more like his speaking voice, sorta husky, but tbh i wouldnt be mad if he sang like in glow, his sweet honey vocals made my life lol. but i think ive heard him say he doesnt like singing like that cos it makes his normal voice less husky, so what can you do)

> YES SOMEONE SAID IT. seungmin rap KING, he sped thru that rap like it was nothing, he deserves more rap lines. i do like how they gave minho some melodic rap lines this comeback, my guy deserved to show off those skills that made him not be eliminated (flashbacks to stay collectively wanting to murder jyp) and we already know changbin can sing, my man murdered masked singer. hyunjin can obviously sing as can jisung and felix, and i want to hear chan rap more! i feel like he started as part of 3racha (as a rap unit not producing) and then just became a vocalist (which im fine with, but it could be nice to hear him flex his rapping skills) and was partially replaced by hyunjin. anywayyy

back to album talk. lmaooo sad music to twerk to PERFECTLY describes silent cry. yes secret secret is and will always be, a masterpiece. hehe glad i could make you laugh :) i just felt like they have similar vibes. putting off skz stuff bc of not having time to cry IS the kpop stan life summarised. oh my beloved track, red lights. ahh thats okay, we can have different opinions, but by god the lyrics are *chefs kiss*. *banging on table* TWISTED AU TWISTED AU TWISTED AU. yess id love to see ur take on it! sdfghjkl it would have been glorious

no no! not stupid, just able to predict my brainwaves. ooooh thats so cool! makes me want to go there (wherever there is lol) yeah the waves are pretty good here, but none of my familys a surfer, so we dont rlly enjoy the full potential lol. YES moving on to gone away, it is indeed a heartwrenching track, but the vocals and the bloody key change? makes me want to brave being sad just to listen to it. mmm yeah, good point :( i feel like ive just gotten used to overthinking so much so that it doesnt matter what mood im in, ill do it anyway, so might as well just do what i feel like doing anyway.

yeah i think ur right! it is quite comforting knowing that all the tracks will get the love they deserve. i feel like also people assume kpop is just one genre which is utter bs. there are so many different vibes and feels and songs, i couldnt get into kpop (of which i thought only the bright cheerful present day bts stuff existed smh) until i heard gods menu so... idk where i was going with this but yeah. :)

YES FUCK YG, theyre literally on the brink of being kicked out of the big three and they are holding their salvation hostage without letting them do ANYTHING. idek what thought process goes thru their minds but arghhh its so infuriating. yess lisa's cb will be awesome but ot4 is the gold standard here.

hehe, glad u could get to this point. no no! u dont sound like a cult member at all lol yeah, i loooove some of their songs but the whole 23 members thing is getting to me. thats prob a common problem with nctzens but what can i say? im a simple girl with a limit to how many korean boys i can give my money to. atm im just trying to get into ateez and finish memorising enhypen's faces. also kard is kinda sucking me into their fandom atm, as well as eric name lol. ah what can you do? ooh thats good!

hehe i love it too! its exactly like online penpals, that was rlly well put. aww ty! hmm im okay, recovering from a bad case of rsv so thats fun. im doing okay mentally, starting therapy soon (after having to convince my mother that its not just smth i can brush off). physically i wont go into, basically i should be doing stretches to help but they dont completely fix it so my lazy ass doesnt do them, plus i got told recently im going to be stuck with this condition for the rest of my life so thats fun! ah, before you type smth dw abt me ill be fine. the weather atm is cloudy but warm, its been raining on and off today which is good for the garden. uhh i just finished reading sunburnt veils and im in the middle of prom theory which is rlly good. ummm ive got a concert tonight? that i may or may not be able to sing in (bc of the whole rsv thingo) and uhhhh idk. my dog is cute? im drinking tea rn? ive got a school dance coming up?

wbu? hows ur day going, how are you? whats the weather like on ur end? done anything interesting lately? found smth that makes you rlly happy? just any random thing youve been dying to tell someone?

no no! dont apologise, i love these exchanges. i think im happy to continue them for a long time :) on the other hand, if you get tired of them, feel free to just not answer at any time. goodness gracious this was a long ask haha hope it isnt too annoying

<3 w.a. 🐺

sorry it took me a bit to reply, i was fixing my theme ;n;

yeah, i figured it was because of the roles too. my friends and i still get taken aback when 3rd gen idols are the same age as 4th gen ones. in my head it doesn't add up sometimes. PLS THE RANT AT QUORA SKJDK tbh tho it's just going to be normalized as the years pass? esp that the boys are growing older and the amount of explicit fics will just increase. i might have to start blocking tags.

i had to look up the previous ask to remember what we were talking about xd i hope the events in champagne problems never happens to anyone. realistically, it probably happens a lot. damn i really won't wish that pain on anyone. dragging your brother into being a stay i whEEZED JFKSA additional noeasy music enthusiast o.o and ALL I CAN SAY WITH YOU GUSHING ABT FELIX IS AHA WHIPPEEEED OML can't blame you tho, i also want to hear felix sing more in other shades (if that makes sense HAHA) i really hope they'll do the role exchange in the next comeback :( or like in the near future bc i know they can do it :( the day i hear seungmin rapping it i will respectfully pass away. minho was given more lines this comeback thank fUCK i could rmb my irl being vocal abt her frustration. i don't get why minho barely has center time/lines in title tracks??? like the line distribution in the past eras just made me ???? if seventeen can balance lines with 13 members why cant a group of 8 do the same? moving on. i haven't watched the stray kids show simply bc i don't want to cry HAJS but i've seen clips. imagine if skz debuted without minho and felix?!?!? i rmb another irl catching bias feels towards changbin bc of the masked singer only to find out that the man's a rapper. i love how skz's vocals were highlighted this comeback :c there were a lot of mellow tracks! i find it cute when chan sings/raps bc it gets kinda obvious that he's a foreigner? the accent (im not even sure if it's the accent) it just shows. "putting off skz stuff bc of not having time to cry IS the kpop stan life summarised." CORRECT.

abt the twisted au o.O i'll inquire my irl if she wants to write it or not. if she doesn't want to, i'll do it. i miss writing twisted aus <3___<3 and i also miss going to the beach with my friends :' ) but it's starting to get cold here and i don't think i'll be able to enjoy the beach as much as i would if i went beaching in the summer. so maybe next summer? gone away really has an sm-ballad vibe. the thing about skz being a self-producing group, their songs don't sound like typical jype songs? and i just appreciate that bc in all honesty im not a fan of jyp groups at all. PLS the overthinking. i wish i could mute overthinking.

anyone who assumes kpop is just one genre obv hasn't listened to a single track. if kpop was just one genre why do i like some tracks more than the others??? oh you've only recently become a kpop stan? tbh im not a fan of the bright songs of bts either. i liked their older ones *chefs kiss* really matched high school vibes. yg has good artists and they're just wasting the talent ~.~ that strategy they have will get tiring eventually. people will stop waiting on blackpink and move on to newer more active groups ://

HAHAHAH yeah the 23 members is pretty overwhelming! it was the reason i didn't bother stanning before quarantine started. i don't regret stanning tho, met my ult bias in that group <3___<3 i don't really purchase albums unless i like the tracks xd ohhh getting into ateez just in time for the comeback! let me know what you think about them! i was fond of them at some point but grew out of it. good luck with memorizing enhypen! it took me a while to distinguish to people there XD i haven't checked out kard yet but chan plays their songs during lives and they're sexc hype music me likey *u*

i had to look up rsv im sorry. i'm glad you're recovering! please rest more and don't stress yourself out. bro i wish i could go to therapy too bc i have weird issues i can't justify and i need a professional to tell me what's the reason behind it. stuck with what condition btw? what happened? i'm sorry in case i just forgot. yesterday was a bit rainy for me too :(( it's not the type of rainy that makes me anxious so B) oh concert! good luck and i hope you'll be able to sing but i also don't think it's best for you rn :c what's your dog's breed? and yes i just finished drinking tea too. AAAAA i miss school dances :(( the last one i was supposed to have was cancelled bc of covid.

i was less productive today and i'm teetering between being mentally stable and becoming a hermit again. i'm anxious with a lot of things atm so like : D not the best state. today it was a bit sunny but not hot hot which was nice. i changed my theme today bc i couldn't wait for sept. 1st. and no i haven't found anything that makes me happy HAHAHA shit like that's hard to identify. don't have anything to say too, i'm just thinking about why i'm procrastinating too much atm T_T and i'm listening to this rap song atm and one of the rappers sounded like han.

it isn't annoying! i enjoy the long exchanges but i do admit it takes me awhile to type down a reply. so if i get more busy, it'll prolly take a bit longer for me to reply.

[heoneyology]

Monsta X "We Are Here” in LA

I’m doing this before I completely lose all memory of the concert!!! askljafsdf I actually had an audio recording of me going through the hi touch line that I was attempting to normalize before posting this so I could kinda do it together?? but unfortunately the audio is kind of funky and I can’t get it to work :’)) literally the only interaction you can make out is between me and wonho.

anyway of my concerts I’ve been to this year, I would rank monsta x as the best overall performance-wise, and second in management. there were some hiccups on the side of powerhouse that left me waiting in line 4+ hours which was not the greatest but at least monbebe are the sweetest people in the world and I made 5 friends that day to a concert I went to alone and was kind of anxious about. by the time management came around and said we could come back later to pick everything up, we were all pretty dedicated to just waiting in line... basically management didn’t have tickets for ult vip and vip + all the freebies ready so despite being a numbered queue I still spent all but like 2-3 hours of my day in line, something I was hoping to avoid this time around.

uhhh so I’m just gonna go through what I remember, below the cut is a concert recap and hi touch recap! sorry for how long this is!

concert recap

the announcement about kihyun having injured himself started to circulate when we were all in line around 4-5pm waiting to get back in to the venue, and the hashtag for kihyun immediately picked up after that but it kind of shifted the energy of a lot of people waiting in line (which was weird to experience in a sense, it was kind of surreal, everyone was really worried about him)

of 21,000 people in the stadium, of a sold out concert, I ended up with one person in front of me I wanted to cry :’))

I literally, in my life, have only ever left one concert before this one (and it wasn’t a kpop concert) practically deaf.

they opened with shoot out and idk who decided to turn down the bass but being right in the pit next to the speakers you could literally feel the floor rumble as soon as the music started klajdlkfjsf

seriously the concert ended and I felt like I was underwater I couldn’t hear worth shit, I couldn’t hear clearly until halfway through the next day I literally thought something in my ears got fucked up

the screen rose and my eyes found jooheon immediately and I’m not sure if I lost all sense of self when they performed hero, the second song, or when I saw the screen lift and reveal him to be quite honest

watching kihyun separate from the boys and walk over to a chair on the other side of the stage almost fucking broke my heart at the start of the concert but oh my god if I could explain the look on his face? he didn’t seem to mind that he was injured, he was living out his dream and he was in a state of bliss and his smile and the way he was looking at the crowd... seeing him that happy made me want to bawl...

kihyun’s eye smile in person is probably the purest thing on the planet

hero is one of my favorite songs and hearing it live oH MY GOD- also the energy during trespass holy shit I can’t even explain it??

jooheon’s rap for trespass live is on some other fucking level

minhyuk, kihyun, and jooheon spent a lot of their time on my side of the stage so I have a lot of videos of them

sometime between the end of party time and start of play it cool I decided to stop recording and just kind of focus on cheering for the boys because kihyun kept walking by and I was trying to give him lots of love but uh jooheon was walking back towards the main part of the stage and I was holding up my lightstick against my phone (with my photocards of jooheon facing the stage) and uH JOOHEON SAW BRIEFLY AND POINTED AND WAVED AT ME I DON’T THINK I WAS COHERENT I ASCENDED-

jooheon also told a girl in our little area of the pit that he liked her headband it was the cutest interaction aklsdjfsk (there were a lot of jooheon stans in our area I chose the perfect spot tbh)

I forget what song it was after but streamers fell from the ceiling and at the end kihyun bunched all the streamers on stage up together and his small frame was carrying this ball of streamers almost as big as him and in front of my area of the pit he decided to throw the streamers and they didn’t go very far and he just... paused... and stared at the ball... then continued on his way... it was really funny akjldskfj he’s the cutest boy alive??? probably?

minhyuk is rude as fuck and his hips don’t lie he came over multiple times during fallin to fucking just... with his hips... in front of us... wheezes-

sambakja was my favorite unit stage for obvious reasons aklsdjdfjsdf jooheon came out and I realized what time it was and my only thought was uh oh here we go like fuck can he fuck up my bias list any more he’s my bias how does he keep?? doing shit???

I don’t really remember if he just dropped it or like it flew into the air or something but jooheon dropped one of his drumsticks and the little gasp that left me in the middle of this loud ass crowd it was laugh-worthy

jooheon had me convinced he was gonna crack a cymbal please calm down boy-

the VCRs were amazing shownu’s was an asmr mukbang and he kept shushing it was adorable and jooheon... jooheon cooked... that domestic au, wow, I love him...

myself was my second favorite unit stage, or tied with the maknae line’s tbh I was super sad when kihyun was sitting but god hyungwon, minhyuk, and kihyun in those suits and the song and the choreo alkjdflkjsdf

for all the photos of wonho during the mirror stage I’m surprised there aren’t more of shownu?? he was absolutely stunning I can’t even put it into words, wonho looked great but... shownu... had my full attention...

DJ H.ONE’S SET WAS THE COOLEST FUCKING THING EVER THE ENTIRE STADIUM WAS JAMMING OUT

hyungwon stopped and stared at monbebe’s a lot in awe and I stared at him in awe it was the sweetest thing, it melted my heart

jooheon did a lot of funky dorky things going back and forth across the stage I can’t even sum them all up??? like at one point he was doing this kind of crab crouch thing idek- and then at one point coming back toward the end I think minhyuk? asked him to show his abs and he teased lifting his shirt right in front of our section, I almost died-

monsta x and the fucking bottle flip was a kind of chaos I can’t explain

at one point minhyuk was chanting, “if I’m success, I am king,” and changkyun had to tell him to watch his pronunciation because it sounded like “if I am sex, I am king” like that’s the kind of chaos it was-

minhyuk pulled up hyungwon’s shirt to expose his abs at one point but all I really saw was his back from where I was but hyungwon’s reaction as minhyuk ran for his life aklsjdkfjs

my favorite interaction of the night had to be when minhyuk, hyungwon, and kihyun were discussing the myself stage and minhyuk was prompted to explain it in one word and he started to very very very slowly spell out “sexy” and he only got to s-e-x and paused long and dramatically before saying the y and monbebe were literally losing it screaming and he just kind of glanced at the crowd taken aback and then hyungwon just goes, “I think today he’s a little drunken, sorry!”

also during that interaction they made kihyun laugh and the poor boy was like, “don’t make me laugh, it hurts!” and I was ready to jump on stage and fight minhyuk tbh for making him laugh

I don’t remember what stage we were waiting for, I think it was h.one, but there was a very long pause and THE MONBEBE IN THE STADIUM STARTED DOING THE WAVE WITH OUR LIGHSTICKS AND WE GOT IT TO GO AROUND AT LEAST 7 TIMES, COOLEST FUCKING FANDOM EVER-

kihyun, jooheon, and changkyun’s ending ment made me cry. kihyun explained how standing on staples stage was his dream and it was so hard to stay mad at him for performing while he was injured. jooheon just... the love he has for everyone god that boy my heart... and then changkyun explaining the staples dream since their first kcon made me tear up and wow I’m so proud of them-

meanwhile shownu’s ending ment was him telling monbebe we’re an in-n-out burger LOL I love a simple minded intellect

hi touch recap

okay so for hi touch I was fucking exhausted, as I said I’ve only ever been to one concert that completely drowned out my senses and so by the time I got to the boys I wasn’t really coherent. in comparison to my past hi touches I wouldn’t say I fucked up because I wasn’t nervous but... I was just too tired to form words... maybe someday I’ll get this hi touch thing right!!!

for reference of my descriptions of them: I’m 5′7″ with small hands. all the boys were taller than me, so I did look up at them a bit.

kihyun wasn’t present due to his injury. this list is in order of how they appeared in line:

SHOWNU: I saw shownu and my heart melted, although I was very confused for a split second walking up to him (which probably messed up my train of thought more, because I wanted to simply just say to him “best leader!!”) because a staff dude that was ushering the line forward stepped in front of me to grab something off the table like dude wtf is with your timing-

anyway... shownu... is literally a god among men. the pictures don’t do him justice. he’s so handsome, so beautiful. he glows. he’s tall, I remember actually tilting my head back just a bit to look up at him. and he’s so tan and beautiful and his persona glows!!! he had on his trademark crinkly eye smile, which gave off a very reassuring, calming, and dorky air which really made me less nervous if I was nervous at all (I just remember being exhausted). he feels calm and safe.

I saw him and my heart melted and immediately I just blurted out, “hi!” in the most awed and amazed tone. I don’t remember if he replied but he smiled really cutely and he looked like such a boyfriend with his snapback on backwards and his concert shirt on, like you could literally hug the boy and with the air he gives off he feels so safe and comfortable and wow I love son hyunwoo!! he has really nice arms too, he was standing up straight and tall with his broad shoulders oof, and his hands were cold, kind of broad with long fingers.

CHANGKYUN: pictures don’t actually do changkyun any justice either, to be completely honest? he’s perfect in real life. he looks like a sculpture. him and shownu have to be the most handsome men in the entire world, I swear. his features are so defining and up close they’re that much more prominent. he’s literally drop dead gorgous. I don’t know how to explain it-

despite the intensity this boy gives on stage he’s really soft and intense in a more private way. I was already putty after seeing shownu up close but he was just an absolute sweetheart. I think he knew half the people going through the line were insanely nervous. the girl in front of me (who I ended up making friends with earlier in the day) biases him and managed to tell him she loved him and in reply he actually said, “I love you, too.” meanwhile my tired ass simply said “hi” to him and he said it back and his voice is so smooth and raspy and like... his voice is so soft and comforting. he was speaking quietly and kind of privately to each monbebe and making it sort of personal he’s so thoughtful and kind.

he was also half sitting on the table, like he had a leg up and was leaning against it and would kind of lean forward just a bit every time he high-fived someone. his hands were probably the coldest of all the members and he had long hands and a slender wrist. he also was very small and like... slender? overall?? he was still taller than me, though, so not small in that way.

HYUNGWON: is he... is he a fairy?? he didn’t even seem real. like I can’t even process that I saw and touched his hand... is he really real... hyungwon is so freaking pretty in real life and he’s tall and kind of lanky but he’s beautiful! he’s so tiny though a good strong wind could blow him away he was so freaking petite? and his hair was so fluffy!!! his hands are also very petite and long, and his fingers are so long. like my hands felt extra tiny high-fiving his...

but oh my god the way he looked at every monbebe though like?? he was so insanely happy to be there and to be saying hi to all the monbebe coming through the line. that look of awe I said he looked at the crowd with a lot during the concert? that was on his face during the hi touch. and each time a new person stepped up to him a little light lit up in his eyes and they sparkled, he was the cutest boy ever!

WONHO: okay so rip to any wonbebes that went through the line because if I had any sense or if I hadn’t been as exhausted as I was, I probably would have died. wonho. wonho literally was sitting half on the table, leaning across the table, with his hand stretched outward and I swear to god if there hadn’t been a table there he probably would’ve been in every single monbebe’s face. that table needed to be there. it was holding wonho back from monbebe, not the other way around kaljsd;lkfjsdf.

this boy though. I love him. the love he has for monbebe. it emanates from him. literally rolls off him in waves. from the way he was leaning forward and greeting people as they stepped up to him to the way the light shone in his eyes. he makes eye contact with you and he looks at you like you’re the entire center of the universe. and the soft, yet awed smile that was on his face. he literally looked like he was in love?? wonho’s pure love for monbebe never ceases to amaze me and seeing it in person, just... wow. but honestly rip to wonbebes because having him lean across the table with how buff he is can be slightly intimidating.

he’s the only one I remember my interaction with clearly, besides with jooheon. as I said hi, at the same time he blurted out, “nice to meet!” (not even a you at the end, just “nice to meet!”) in such a singsong, happy voice!! he was the only one with a warm hand of all the members, and they were broad, a bit meatier? idk if that’s a good word? with thicker fingers. they were smaller than other members but bigger than mine still. also his biceps are... and his broad shoulders... his muscles are no joke. that close it’s intimidating yet he’s the softest teddy bear I could cry.

MINHYUK: oh my god I have tunnel vision I am so fucking sorry I... don’t remember minhyuk. or my interaction with him?? I said hi, I think he said hi back??? he was loud, too, like his whole personality is loud... I remember him being taller than me, I remember very clearly his bright red headband and his fluffy mop of hair, and the fact that he literally had a :D smile on his face. but jooheon was on the other side of him and??? I have fucking tunnel vision I’m so sorry minhyuk-

minhyuk’s hand was really cold next to changkyun’s, but he has really long, broad hands with long fingers... his hands were huge... I remember his hand being in front of my face and him being on the other side of his hand and I remember looking at his hand to make sure I high fived him correctly but I was hyperaware of jooheon at this point, sorry to any minhyuk stans I have let down kalsjdfljdsf I’ll do better next year...

JOOHEON: okay so part of the reason I was hyperaware of jooheon while interacting with minhyuk was the fact that I saw jooheon smile at my monbebe line friend in front of me and I saw dimples and my eyes and heart practically lept out of my chest for him I really am so soft for and love jooheon akljsdkfjs. I stepped up to jooheon and at that moment my exhaustion went away for the split second to remind myself of all my previous hi touch mishaps and not to fuck it up with jooheon.

he looked so jooheon alkjdfsf he had on his hat and rag from the end of the show, and he was casually sitting on the table leaning against the wall behind him. his hand was also cold, and he has very slender and long hands and small wrists and long fingers. my hands were tiny... as soon as I high-fived him, I made eye contact with him and told him and I loved him, and jooheon literally went, “Yeee!” and smiled at me and his dimples poked through and he did that thing where he widens his eyes and raised his eyebrows?? here’s a gif for reference, it’s the third one in the set. he kept eye contact with me and I think I fucking shut down at some point because I giggled like a damn school girl as I walked away and almost collapsed in the lobby of the staples center when I caught up with my line friends.

also to any joobebes, guard your heart carefully because that boy’s eyes actually sparkle in person. I held eye contact with him so long that I noticed his little eye mole and his eye sparkle? his face is a little bit thinner up close but he still has those pudgy cheeks and full lips and he borders somewhere between absolutely fucking gorgeous and the most handsome man I’ve ever laid eyes on? and he’s a lot tanner in person??

anyway yes I love jooheon can you tell he’s an ult-

if you stuck around this long thank you for reading :’))

[vivasharkart]

Cardinal Attraction (Part 1 of 2)

Part 2

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Rating: T(??? Idek just to be safe, there’s like one? two? bad words in this thing but who can be sure with tumblr)

Soulmate AU: Every person is born wearing a compass around their neck that points to wherever their soulmate is. A twist on The Avengers. I found a rough draft for this fic that I’d written THREE YEARS AGO and I needed a reason to procrastinate, so here’s the finished version! Enjoy :)

Word count: 2719

A/N: This was originally going to be a one-shot but I got carried away so I had no choice but to split it into two parts, please stick around for the second half! 

Steve

As he went crashing to the ground for the third time, Steve Rogers couldn’t help but wonder how he’d ever gotten into this mess. One moment, he was sitting in a theater, trying to watch a movie with a thug in the front row who just couldn’t keep his mouth shut. The next thing he knew, said thug had a death grip on his collar, dragging him to – surprise, surprise – a deserted alleyway, where he’d received quite a punch to his face that sent him flying unceremoniously into a trash can. The clang of body against metal reverberated loudly around the block as blood welled up in his mouth.

Hi, floor. Looks like we’ll be getting to know each other a bit too much for my liking.

Still seeing stars, Steve rolled over just in time, narrowly missing a blow that probably would have bedridden him for at least two weeks. He staggered shakily to his feet, trying his best to stare defiantly back at his attacker, but his rapidly swelling eyelids were making it kind of hard to see anything.

The man approached him slowly, obviously enjoying the moment. “You just don’t know when to give up, do you?” he sneered, towering over him.

“I could do this all day,” Steve retorted breathlessly, balling his fists. The man snorted contemptuously, before lunging out and grabbing him by the front of his shirt, lifting him clear off the ground. Steve’s legs flailed in the air helplessly as he clawed at the man’s fingers, to no avail.

“Oh, don’t worry,” he snickered. “I’m sure you’ll learn a thing or two about messing with the wrong people after I hang you by your-“ The man stopped short, groping at Steve’s throat, feeling nothing but skin and bones. “What the- where the hell’s yours?”

“Where’s what?” Steve wheezed through his constricted airway, feigning ignorance.

“You know damn well what,” the man growled, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. “Your compass.”

Steve hated himself for flinching at the all-too-familiar hostility that lined those last two words. “I… I don’t have one,” he hung his head, waiting for the inevitable reaction. Sure enough, the man dropped him as if his arm had been electrocuted, leaving Steve crumpled on the gravelly floor, gasping for air.

“You- you don’t have a-“ He glared at him with eyes filled with such disgust that Steve found himself involuntarily looking away. “Freak!” he spat. “You’re a freak, that’s what you are! You hear me? FREAK!” The man drew his fist back menacingly, preparing to deliver another blow. Steve squeezed his eyes shut.

“HEY! What do you think you’re doing?”

Bucky.

The man jumped and swore, quickly making his escape, but not before throwing Steve another look of pure hatred. Bucky ran towards him.

“You okay? What did he do to you? Good God, Steve, your face-“

“I’m fine,” Steve muttered, heaving himself upright.

“No, you’re not! Steve, you know I won’t always be around to save your ass-“

“Then don’t,” he said sharply, immediately feeling guilty about the uncharacteristic harshness of his voice, but something inside him had snapped and he couldn’t stop the words from tumbling out of his mouth. “You can stop pretending now, Buck. You don’t need to stand up for- for the freak without a compass. I don’t need your pity. It wasn’t a big deal, I had everything under control, just- just leave me alone, okay?”

Steve limped off without looking back, leaving his best friend behind with a look of shock and hurt plastered across his face. He was used to the insults. He’d been on the receiving end all his life. Once, he even tried wearing a fake chain around his neck in hopes that people would finally treat him like they did everyone else, but his skin broke out in nasty rashes because of some weird substance in the metal. Eventually, he had to throw it out and learn to put up with the disgusted looks and words that people never hesitated to throw his way. He was small and scrawny, and admittedly had just about every single disease known to mankind, but no physical inferiority could ever compare to what many called his… condition.

This world was a world of compasses. People had indestructible silver chains around their necks that lasted from birth to death, on which hung a compass that pointed to your soulmate, destiny, one true love, or whatever you wanted to call it. Everyone had a soulmate, and it was a universal goal to find yours before your compass stopped working, which was a sign that they had died- the cruelest race against time and fate. The search was easily the most important part of anyone’s life, and your compass was all you had for any sort of guidance.

And Steve had been born without one.

“Peggy, I’m going to need a rain check on that dance.”

Steve furiously worked the controls, trying to convince himself that there was still hope, but deep down inside he knew he had no other options. If he wanted to save the people of New York, this plane needed to go down right now. He would die saving his country, fulfilling his duty as Captain America. With his mother and Bucky long gone, and without a soulmate to go after, he really didn’t have anything left to lose. It was this last thought that made him strangely calm. Ironic, really, that the curse of his lifetime turned out to be the one thing to give him peace during his final moments.

“Alright,” Peggy’s voice shook with tears. “A week, next Saturday, at the Stork Club. Eight o’clock on the dot. Don’t you dare be late! Understood?”

“You got it,” Steve panted. It wouldn’t be long now. Any moment and this plane would crash, right here in the middle of nowhere, saving thousands of people from certain death. A truly heroic way to go.

“And Steve?”

“Yeah, Peggy?”

“I’m- I’m sorry you weren’t my soulmate. If you… we… if there was any other way…”

Steve blinked. He hadn’t realized he’d been crying. That was easily the sweetest thing anybody had ever said to him. And he loved Peggy, he really did. She was the one thing he was sorry to leave behind. But for some reason, as the plane hurtled toward the inevitable, Steve felt strangely elated. Euphoric, even. Maybe all the stress had gotten to him and he’d finally lost his mind.

“Be happy for me, Peggy. Be strong-“

His voice was abruptly cut off, lost in a sea of static.

“Steve? Steve? Steve!”

But Peggy Carter never received a reply.

Steve opened his eyes, the light blinding him for a moment. His brain felt foggy, like he’d just woken up from one of those deep sleeps he used to have after being knocked out with a particularly strong cold medicine in his pre-serum days. It was a short while before his surroundings focused into sharp clarity. Looking around, he had no idea where he was. Some kind of hospital room, apparently. The radio on the shelf was broadcasting a baseball game.

Just then, the door clicked open and a woman walked in, with dark brown curls and deep red lipstick that brought back a flood of memories. He stared.

That baseball game is beginning to sound awfully familiar.

“Good morning,” the woman smiled. “Or should I say, afternoon.”

Scratch familiar, I know that game. “Where am I?”

“You're in a recovery room in New York city.”

No, I’m not. “Where am I really?”

She frowned confusedly. “I'm afraid I don't understand.”

Steve pointed to the radio. “That game- it’s from May, 1941. I know, because I was there.” He got up from the bed, inching away from the woman. “Now, I'm gonna ask you again. Where am I?”

The woman struggled to keep up with her pretense, but her panicked eyes betrayed her, her hand twitching ever so slightly toward her waist. “Captain Rogers?”

Steve whirled back and punched the wall. Just as I thought. it wasn't a real wall at all, but a decoy that crumbled to rubble at the first touch of his knuckle. Without a second glance at the woman behind him yelling something into her walkie-talkie, Steve ran. He didn’t put much thought into where he was going, as long as it was in the opposite direction from wherever he came from. His legs felt strange, almost foreign, like he hadn’t used them in a long time, but he didn’t stop running, knocking more than a few people over in the process. Within seconds, Steve found himself out on the streets full of passersby and sleek automobiles. Somewhere in his mind, he sensed that something about this entire place seemed a little off, but the immediate threat of his pursuers clouded his intuitions, overwhelming him with a desperate urge to escape. It wasn’t until the road opened up into a wide arena that Steve finally really looked.

And he stopped in his tracks and stared.

It was nothing like anything he’d ever seen before. Everything was so bright and colorful and… big. Enormous, glossy buildings towered above him on every side while huge screens blinked with lights of every color. The crowds and crowds of people only added to the mesmerizing tumult of the situation. In his confusion, Steve failed to see the black cars pulling over around him before it was too late. He was cornered. He had no choice but to watch as a man in a black suit and an eyepatch got out of the nearest car.

"At ease, soldier!” he called as Steve visibly tensed. “Look, I'm sorry about that little show back there, but we thought it best to break it to you slowly."

Steve narrowed his eyes, his heart pounding. "Break what?"

"You've been asleep, Cap. For almost seventy years." He watched Steve carefully as the news sunk in. "Are you gonna be okay?"

“Yeah, I just... I had a date," he mumbled. His heart was still thumping furiously, threatening to burst out of his rib cage. He could almost feel the cold, round piece of metal on his chest bouncing around to the beat of his...

Wait a minute. A what on his where?

Steve looked down to receive the biggest shock of his life- and this was after what he’d just gone through, which was definitely saying something. For a moment, he couldn't comprehend what he was seeing- a long, silver chain around his neck with a pendant that lay right over his heart. The needle beneath the clear glass face of the pendant trembled delicately, occasionally jolting here and there as he turned slowly on the spot.

He had a compass.

Tony

Tony Stark was destined for science. Or at least, that’s what he chose to believe, because ever since he was born, his compass always pointed north. No matter which way he moved(and he should know, because once in a fit of frustration he got on his private jet and flew twice around the world just to be sure), it seemed to work like an ordinary compass. That, or his soulmate died at the north pole and his compass never got the message. But no. He’d seen people whose soulmates had passed away. Their compasses stopped working altogether, spinning around forever in a meaningless search of a force to pull them towards fate once more. It was a depressing sight. At one point he’d briefly entertained the possibility that maybe his soulmate hadn’t been born yet, but soon afterwards he learned that in such cases, the compass needle would have no magnetism at all. It would remain much like the broken hands of a watch until the day your soulmate was brought into the world.

As far as Tony could tell, his compass was still fully functional, which could only mean that his soulmate was alive somewhere. He, like everyone else, had often dreamt of meeting his other half. Apparently, the experience was different for everyone- ecstatic for some, more haunting for others. But one thing was certain- the moment you locked eyes with your soulmate, the color of your compass changed from silver to gold, symbolizing the start of a union unlike any other. Biggest life achievement right there, and his compass was stuck pointing at the North Pole.

After years of searching in vain for someone he was beginning to doubt even existed, Tony turned to the one thing he could rely on to produce definitive results: science. So he worked. He came to dismiss the entire soulmate business as the stuff of fairy tales and far-fetched childhood dreams. He dedicated his life to building his own empire of technology and weapons. Although many pursued him, he refused to settle down, instead choosing to bounce from partner to partner on a daily basis. It was his way of telling the universe to fuck off with its empty promises of true love and happiness. Sure, people talked, but who cared about what anybody thought when you were filthy rich?

And then Afghanistan happened. For the first time, Tony was brought face to face with the consequences of the path he’d started down on, and what he saw was far from pretty. The rest, simply put, was history. The public adored Iron Man. Stark Industries was thriving like never before. He himself was finally beginning to feel like he’d become something more than Howard Stark’s legacy, and was even considering taking his relationship with Pepper to the next level.

In short, he’d never been happier.

It was pretty late when he finally arrived home. Being a CEO was getting pretty boring, what with all the annoying company procedures he honestly couldn’t care less about. Dinner with Pepper was great, though. She really was an amazing woman- beautiful, kind, clever, and responsible- the type of person that his stockholders would love to see at the head of the board. Come to think of it, Pepper running the company didn’t seem like a bad idea at all. He was only in it for the inventing, anyway. Maybe he could bring it up on their next date? As exciting as that sounded, he couldn’t help but be very conscious of the slight clinking sound his compass made every time he took a step, its metal surface brushing against the arc reactor lodged in the center of his chest. Things would’ve been so much easier if Pepper had been his soulmate…

His thoughts were interrupted as he realized he wasn’t alone. He could make out the dark silhouette of a man looking out of the window- his window- in the middle of the living room. How the hell had he gotten past security? As if sensing his approach, the intruder turned, and the first thing Tony noticed about him was his eyepatch.

“Funny, last time I checked, it definitely wasn’t Halloween.”

“You think you're the only superhero in the world?” Pirate-dude raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Stark, you've become part of a bigger universe. You just don't know it yet.”

“Who the hell are you?”

“Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm here to talk to you about the Avengers Initiative.”

Tony frowned. He knew about S.H.I.E.L.D, but the fact that the government wanted something from him so badly they had to resort to breaching the privacy of his household wasn’t exactly thrilling news. He got the feeling that he was in for a long night. Sighing, he dropped his head in exasperation, and was about to give Furious Nick a piece of his mind when he noticed something odd out of the corner of his eye. His first conclusion was that he had to be drunk, otherwise how could this be happening, but he knew for a fact he’d only had a glass of wine that evening. He wondered if someone had slipped something into his drink, but he didn’t feel drugged at all- on the contrary, adrenaline was surging in his veins and he’d never felt so alive. He grabbed his necklace and brought it to his eyes for closer inspection, and it soon became clear that he wasn’t hallucinating.

For the first time in 38 years, the needle on his compass was not pointing north.

It was moving.

[violixs]

THE FELIX AGH AGH WHERE DO I EVEN START. i swear it it took me so long to read this cause i kept rereading all the parts where it made me giggle THE WAY U DESCRIBED FELIXS FEATURES AT RHE BEGINNING his freckles and his eyes AGH AGH AGHA FH AND THE KISS !!!!!!!! the way it IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN IT but how felix was the one that made it special and no other magical feeling WAH and how lix erases the reader worries about ruining their friendship because THEYRE STILL GKNMA BE BEST FRIENDS BUT MORE IDEK HOW FINEXPLAIN EVERYTHING BUT GHE AHOLE THING WAS PERFECT MAE !! i will never truly be able to express how perfect your writing is with my feedback the hyunjin fic. this feedback is a bit more serious but the way u described hyunjins feelings of not feeling good enough are so relatable and the way u described every single detail made me feel warm in a way ?? NOT BC HYUNJIN WAS FEELING LIKE THAT but that someone else in the world is feeling the same way and that you’re not alone :( IDK IF I DESCRIBED THAT MAKE SENSE BUTNSUUSJSJS the way u wrote this fic was comforting and esp the words “i’ll always see you as perfect, hyunjin. and even if i don’t, i love you way too much to ever go, so don’t say those things. you don’t even know half of how i feel about you.” YOURE GONNA MAKE ME TEAR UP MAE WAHH i love u you wrote such a amazing fic OKAY NOW THE MINHO TIME STAMPP (this is getting so long MY APOLOGIES) WAHH i imagine how loving and gentle minho is when he lets his cats is how he’s in this time stamp everything is just so lovely and soft !! and the way u describe his luv and affection ?! i feel like i mention this in every feedback but MAE U TRULY HAVE A WAY WITH WORDS esp when u describe love tho it sounds cheesy it makes me all soft and gooey like a brownie it can make me get flustered thru a screen kr make me scream into my pillow bc of your writing I HOPE YOU KNOW HOW MUCH YOUR WRITING SHOULD HE APPRECIATED !! THE FELIX THOUGHT !! whenever i think about kinda enemies to lovers it’s so fun seeing it in a third perspective seeing that one obviously starts developing feelings BUT then sometimes i put myself in the readers shoes in real life and i wanna bash the “enemy” into a brick IF THAT MAKES SENSE like just imagining someone making do all the work makes my skin crawl.. but seeing two sides of the story is always fun while reading fan fiction esp when the reader gets annoyed at lix s annoying ness and lix is flabbergasted that their not taking any of his cues IN SHORT TERMS THIS IDEA IS SO CUTE AGH NOW JEONGIN lovesick jeongin is my fav jeongin. THATS ALL I HAVE TO SAY WAJSJSHJEJWJ i can litterally imagine the hearts in his eyeballs as he stares at the reader AND WHEN HE SALIVATED I WHEEZED OUTLOJD KEKSMSKSKSKS looking at the reader like a donut ANYWYAS IM SORRY I SAID I WOULD SEND FEEDBACK LIKE YESTEEDAY BUT I DID TODYA AND I TOOK SO LONG UGSHSISJSJ i’ve been reading each of these through your the day cause i feel like my feedback is better when i don’t read back to back if the at even makes sense? ANYWAYSBSKSUAJEBSB IM SORRY THIS ASK IS WAY TOO LONG

nat… u have literally made my day and it’s 8:30am JAHDHDG

i quite like the felix fic personally bc i am a felix clingy bf enthusiast and i NEED to spread my agenda i just. would kill for him to be like that so i am very happy u enjoyed it and??? rereading it cos u were giggling u r the cutest ever omg

i am very relieved u found the hyune fic relatable bc i was slightly scared that the pov would be too closed off and not relatable so !!! that makes me very happy >_< and even more so that u found it comforting??? like hello that makes me want to write a hundred more things.

hshdhsh the minho timestamp it was a mini time stamp and it was at 2am but. it’s one of my fav pieces of writing i luv him lots!! but yesterday i was literally watching the video where he pokes his head into the cat thing and soonies there and it’s just so soft and lots of cat kisses and </3 my heart he is so gentle and i am glad that was conveyed!!!! and that u screamed into ur pillow sjdhhs

the felix though.. he is literally a menace to society in this and it is much worse that he does not see the issue but. can i rlly hate him?? but i completely understand seeing both sides is sm fun bur also low-key triggering bc when u just want them to get together but they r both painfully oblivious 💔😞 it is painful… the jeongin drabble he is so funny and cute and i needed a cheer up so? he was literally perfect but i just think hed be such a simp and when he’s drunk? it’s like that on x10 and i am ready to accept that ^_^

[jazzraft]

“quiet. they can hear us.” for nyxnoct, please.

this was going to be sexy, but then this happened instead, idek

“Quiet. They can hear us.”

Noctis gulped down on a groan as another wave of nauseapassed through him. It rolled up from his stomach to burn at the bottom of histhroat, and for one horrible moment he feared he was going to throw up on Nyx.But he managed to force away the feeling of bile on his tongue, clamping histeeth down to contain the pained sounds that threatened to expose them. Hecould see the long, undulating tentacles of the malboros slithering past at thecorner of his eye.

Their breath had cleaved through the five of them, knockedthem all off their feet, and separated them in a grotesque green fog. It hadburned Noctis’s eyes, rushed into his lungs, and tilted his vision until his kneesmet the swampy water underfoot. The world lurched with his stomach and he hadto lean on the hilt of his sword to keep himself from falling face-first intothe swamp. He searched frantically through the fog for his friends, only to bemet with a shadow colliding into him and dumping him back into the brush at theedge of the water.

Nyx pressed him to the wet earth, his eyes like silver lanternsin Noctis’s fuzzy vision. The poison started to burn then, scalding through hisveins in steady pulses, hurting worse and worse after every pass. It shockedthrough his body until his limbs numbed themselves to the pain. Until he couldbarely feel Nyx on top of him, worry bleeding through his eyes and hurriedwhispers pleading for him to be quiet, that they could only get out of this ifthey stayed low and waited for them to lose interest.

“Shh, baby, I know it hurts, but please…”

Noctis heard a nearby hiss beyond the pounding in his ears.He barely had enough sense to clasp a hand over his mouth and bite into hisglove to contain the sharp burst of pain that swelled through him. He squeezedhis eyes shut, knees involuntarily clenching into Nyx’s sides, desperate for ananchor to pull him from the pain. He could hear the rippling of the waterbeyond the foliage next to them. He could feel Nyx bracing above him, one handpushed into his shoulder, squeezing an unconscious comfort, and the othersilently raised to call his kukri should they be discovered.

The poison overwhelmed Noctis, and he was almost gratefulfor the numbness in his hands so he couldn’t feel how hard he bit into it tokeep himself from crying out. He watched Nyx’s lips move, mouthing the word “easy”to him as they waited for the suspicious malboro to pass. It was agony and aneternity until the only noise that assailed Noctis’s ears was his own bloodbeating through his skull.

The instant the beasts were clear, Nyx was moving over himand Noctis was gasping against the pain. He cursed and writhed and tried not tokick Nyx as his heels dragged through the muck as if they were trying to movehis body away from the pain.

“Fuck, why doesthis hurt so much?” Noctis wheezed, arms wrapping around himself and clawing athis stomach. “This should not hurtthis much.”

“Easy, Noct,” Nyx said as Noctis curled onto his side andgroaned. “Just breathe, you’re gonna be fine.”

“I know that, but it definitely doesn’t feel like it right now.”

He whined into the mud, fingers digging into the sloppyearth, clawing for something, anything that would make it go away. Nyx’shands were patting through his own pockets before probing through Noctis’s,swearing when he found them both lacking any antidotes. The glaive cast hisgaze out to the waters, hands coming to drag comfortingly through Noctis’shair.

“I think Iggy has the last of the antidotes,” Nyx told him,squinting across the lake in search of wherever their friends may have beenhiding.

“Then, you better go find him,” Noctis hissed.

“I don’t want to leave you…”

Between the contractions of pain, Noctis shot his hands upinto Nyx’s shirt and pulled him to his face, glaring into his startled eyes.

“I swear to the Six, Nyx, if you don’t get your ass outthere and find Iggy, you’re not getting laid for the rest of the month.”

Another roll of agony crested through him and Noctis cranedhis head forward to bite the fabric of Nyx’s shirt to keep himself fromscreaming. He liked to think that the flutter of panic in the man’s eyes wasdue to Noctis’s threat so, he let the pain delude him into thinking that itwas.

“Okay, okay, don’t move, alright? I’ll be right back.”

Nyx pressed a hasty kiss to his forehead before bolting backout into the lake. Noctis buried his face into the soil, hating everything. Hehated the pins and needles in his hands and feet, hated the feeling of hisshirt plastering itself to his back with sweat and swamp water, hated the tasteof wet dirt in his mouth, and the gooiness of it beneath his fingernails as heclawed for some kind of purchase.

Nyx reappeared in a splash of more gross water against hislegs and cracked an antidote over him. The magic settled over his skin and thensunk in, racing to catch the poison and lashing it away. A slow, cool burn thatbrought feeling back to his fingers and clarity back to his eyes. Noctis gaspedin relief, long, heaving gulps of air as the concoction worked through him. Helaid in the sensation for a moment, coveting the weightless feeling as he wasbrought back from the weightiness of the pain.

Then, he felt Nyx’s hands on him again, fretting through hishair, down his face, along his shoulders and his chest and everywhere that hisown nails had dug into in his agony. Noctis tilted his face into the touches,whimpering in relief.

“Thanks, hero,” he said, voice rough. “You get ‘thank god we’restill alive sex.’ Once we’re not so gross. Promise.”

Nyx’s throaty chuckle was a relief to the dulling ache inhis ears. The hot shower he shared with him at the next motel, even better.