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Won Hyuk (E'LAST) - Ideal Partner Tarot Reading

Disclaimer:

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I don’t know any of the celebrities personally

Don’t base life decisions purely on tarot readings

I can never guarantee any of what’s said in the reading

Before requesting, read the pinned post and appropriate linked post

Tarot readings are my hobby - I’m not obligated to accept any of the requests nor to complete them, it’s my choice, not duty

Waiting time is long, even several months

If you can’t wait, please, seek other tarot reader

Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck: Mythic Goddess

Spread: Ideal Partner

Questions:

Body 

Heart 

Spirit 

Soul 

Time 

Place

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Won Hyuk

Stage Name: Won Hyuk

Group: E’LAST

DOB: 22.02.2002

Sun Sign: Pisces

Chinese Sign: Water Horse

Life Path Number: 1

Masterpost: E'LAST

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Won Hyuk

Won Hyuk (E’LAST)

Deck: Mythic Goddess Tarot

Spread: Ideal Partner

Body - 8 of Pentacles (Attainment)

Won Hyuk’s special person is likely someone dressed for success or at least with appropriate attire for what they do. If they study, they are likely to wear something casual and neutral, something they don’t need to think too hard about how to match it together. If they work, they are likely to follow the dress code. They blend in with the crowd very well. However, when they speak, everyone listens because they are the masters of their discipline or craft.

Heart - 5 of Pentacles (Loss)

Won Hyuk’s ideal partner has an aching heart. They might have lost someone recently, they have been deceived or disappointed by someone, they feel lonely and betrayed. They are on their way towards healing the emotional wounds they have suffered but it’s not something that will happen overnight and they might seem like keeping their distance, guarding themselves.

Spirit - 3 of Wands (Travel)

Won Hyuk’s significant other is a courageous and curious person. They don’t give up easily even when they have been knocked down. They look at the bright side of life and they desire to explore and expand. They have a bright and astonishing mind and imagination, they might come as true visionaries. They are open to anything, seldomly judge people and always try to show respect to everyone. They might have a bit of a temper but their anger never lasts long and they are not afraid to apologise when they have made a mistake.

Soul - 6 of Cups (Nostalgia)

Deep down in their soul, Won Hyuk’s significant other is a romantic and nostalgic person. They probably have some sweet memories of their childhood or studies. They are likely to have great relationships with children and long to have a family of their own one day. They speak with certain sweetness and kindness to those who need compassion and understanding and they are likely to truly enjoy skinship.

Time - IV The Emperor (Authority)

Won Hyuk and his sweetheart are likely to meet through some sort of an official way. It’s even possible for them to go on a blind date together set up by their friends or family members. It’s possible for the two of them to feel rather shy in the beginning and avoid eye contact but once they find a common topic to talk about, the ice will break.

Place - Ace of Swords (Breakthrough)

Living together is likely to be a huge step for both of them. They might feel like one era is ending and a new one begins for both of them. Won Hyuk and his partner are likely to take it seriously and organise the moving and decorating and equipping their home with an eye for details. It’s likely for them to find a good balance while living together, calm down. Returning home to someone they love will feel very comforting.

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Sounding Board

Word count: 1,198 words

Pairing: Unspecified male idol x gn!reader

Warnings: anxiety, depressive feelings, feelings of not being enough/being a bad friend

Being other people’s sounding boards had always been something that you liked being. Maybe it was the burned out gifted in you, maybe it was the sad child who hadn’t gotten enough emotional support growing up so you had learned to hide it all or grow a thick skin, or maybe it was simple the fact that you got it – you had bad days and needed to just let it out sometimes too; but for whatever reason, you had always prided yourself on being the person that people could come to with their problems. You were the whiteboard to write on that could be wiped clean the moment they didn’t need to look at their pain anymore, the wishing well where they could drop their coins and trinkets in the hopes their wishes will come true and the fears won’t, the sleepy village they can ransack with their words and concerns because who would even care about the little villagers crops anyway, the emotional support dog that licks up your tears and wags its tail so hard you think it’ll break something but really it just heals your broken heart, the paper lantern they could light and watch float away into the sky to take away their pain with it – the therapist. You were always the fucking therapist.

And on any other day, any other month, any other year, you wouldn’t mind. You knew that everyone needed that sometimes, it meant that they trusted you, that they liked you. There was nothing wrong with asking your friends to listen to your pain, to rant, to get it out, to ask for advice. Hell, you had done it a million times yourself, rarely asking if it was okay to unload your problems onto the closest kind soul.

But for some reason, today wasn’t like any other day. This month wasn’t any other month. And this year sure hadn’t started out like any other year. You loved your friends, you loved being a support, you loved that people loved you enough to reach out when they needed help.

But you had been worrying about your own problems – what felt like a million little problems stacking and stacking and stacking like a leaning tower of jenga blocks, waiting for the wrong piece to be pulled so it could all crash down around you. Your mind felt like a broken vase, glued back together precariously, gentle fingers pushing the pieces into place, hoping and praying that nothing will push too hard, rock the table, that the pieces wouldn’t all fly apart, cutting you up in the process. Every new small worry felt like an anvil on your mind, tightening your muscle in a vice grip, making your body feel like you were underwater but without the weightless joy of floating. Rather, the sinking, pressure-filled nothingness that dragged you deeper and deeper until you couldn’t remember the feeling of the sun. Your hands shook as you couldn’t decide whether to continue working, slowly chipping away at the anxieties and problems you had to work through in order to get back to your moment of peace, or distract yourself with something else, something fun, in order to ignore the problems just until you could think straight, just until your body didn’t feel like every nerve ending was zapping with electricity enough to power a whole city block. Whether waiting or working would be better, you couldn’t decide.

And every *ding* of a new message that you feared to look at meant you couldn’t tell if you were a good friend after all. Who were you to ignore someone else in pain? How dare you not listen and empathize, show care and concern, because that’s what they need. How dare you act just like those other people they complain about. So you try to give them the answers the want as your brain shuts down and you worry if the wording is right or if you sound as robotic as you feel. You look away and ignore the messages that send you into a panic – you know they don’t mean anything but man, you really didn’t think you’d have to think about that idea right now. Not when you had been so good for so long. Not when you had finally gotten to a point where saying it didn’t feel real anymore.

It was starting to feel real again.

As you sit at your desk, typing and typing and typing, not sure if you’re working for you now or working for the you that used to be, who knew that getting words out on a page meant progress, a you who used writing as an escape, you felt hands gently laying over your own, stopping the shaking and click clack click of your keyboard.

A pair of lips press against the crown of your head, as the hands lift your own, crossing your arms across your own chest and readjusting to match the pose, holding you tight against him. He slowly breathes in deep, holding and letting it out. You realize that he wants you to copy as his taps his finger against one of the backs of your hands. You slowly do the same, breathing deeply, holding, and releasing. After a moment of simply breathing, he reaches out to close your laptop, stepping back to pull your chair away from your desk.

He turns you, pulling you up to stand before him, before he pulls you back into his embrace. You didn’t know you needed more of this – this closeness. As though you had been lost out in outerspace, among the cold and dark and spacedust that doesn’t care for you.

He cares for you; this you know without a shadow of a doubt. Because if he didn’t he wouldn’t be here, holding you, kissing your head, rubbing your back, taking care of you when you feel like nothing can fix this.

He knows you have work to do, but he also knows that you need an excuse to take a break. That instead of listening to your own mind and body, you would work your way into a distressing state physically and mentally, and he wouldn’t let that happen. No, he would give you your excuse, silently becoming the reason for your ease, your pain to ebb away in waves as you simply breathe. He knows exactly how to help you, with no words and few actions.

After a moment, he guides you to your bed, pulling back the covers and layering you under a mound of blankets. He grabs the remote, turns on your favorite show, and slides in beside you, knowing all you need is proximity and familiarity. No words need to be uttered, no explanation could help better than the silent understanding that sometimes you just need to be.

And so together, you would be, without anyone else. No other problems, no other concerns, just the show softly playing in the background, the feeling of his breathing against your skin as you pull yourself as close as you can manage. This was how you stayed alive. This was how those ideas stopped feeling real again.

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Choi In (E'LAST) - Kinky* Tarot Reading

Disclaimer:

All readings have purely entertainment nature

I don’t know any of the celebrities personally

Don’t base life decisions purely on tarot readings

I can never guarantee any of what’s said in the reading

Before requesting, read the pinned post and appropriate linked post

Tarot readings are my hobby - I’m not obligated to accept any of the requests nor to complete them, it’s my choice, not duty

Waiting time is long, even several months

If you can’t wait, please, seek other tarot reader

Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck: Dark Mansion Tarot

Spread: Kinky* Reading

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirtiest Secret*

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Choi In

Stage Name: Choi In

Group: E’LAST

DOB: 11.02.1996

Sun Sign: Aquarius

Chinese Sign: Wood Pig

Life Path Number: 2

Masterpost: E'LAST

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Choi In

Choi In (E’LAST)

Deck: Dark Mansion Tarot

Spread: Kinky*

Position - King of Wands

Choi In looks so sweet you would think he’s gonna be the good obedient puppy in a relationship but that would be a mistake. Choi In is actually a dom in a relationship and oh my he's a fiery man indeed. He’s likely to be passionate, good-natured and a team player but he’s the leader of this team aka relationship. He’s not despotic, he will always hear out what his lover has to say but he’s the one making the final decision.

Libido - 5 of Swords

I’m not sure if it’s a recent thing, probably yes, but Choi In is likely in the process of exploring his darker desires now. He might actually feel sudden interest in more rough fantasies. The low number suggests he’s not fully convinced he would want to try BDSM for example in real life but he might feel curious and his imagination can run pretty wild.

Turn On - 5 of Wands

With the sudden outbreak of interest described above, Choi In might start to feel attracted to people with spikiness in them. Choi In is likely to find more conflicting personalities attractive now, someone who will argue with him, retort to him, try to upper hand him and gain dominance over him. He might fall in love with someone who used to be his big enemy. Be careful, Choi In sweetheart, playing with fire can resolve in nasty burns.

Kink - Ace of Wands

This is just… I know it will sound ridiculous in Choi In’s case but I have to tell you what the cards tell me so… Choi In might have a size kink. You wouldn’t guess it by looking at him, but the boy likes to feel big. Probably tries to compensate for something but we don’t judge. Best of luck for Choi In to find his petit lover.

Dirtiest Secret* - Knight of Pentacles

Choi In might secretly dream about having complete control over his lover. He does see some downsides to it and it’s still pretty much just his fantasy, not planning to turn it into reality any time soon but he might enjoy spending time crafting this fantasy in his head.

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Hey! Just wanted to thank u for writing for elast ㅠㅠ my boys deserve so much love and many many recognition 💜 your writing always makes me happy and gets a smile out of me, also thanks for that.

If possible (and no rushing please take your time!) can I request no. 25 from the prompt list with bby boy Wonhyuk?

Thanks, please take care and I hope your exams were alright! 🌸💖

Never without each other [Wonhyuk]

This took forever but hey I’m back and I wanted to finish this one first!

Prompt: #25 ”I’ll carry you.” with wonhyuk!

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”My legs are killing me.” You let out a sigh of frustration from the pain. You had been practicing for at least an hour without any breaks. You could feel how your legs were slowly giving up from not having a break. “I told you that we should have had a break.” Your friend Wonhyuk told you when you sat down looking like you were about to faint any second. Wonhyuk was your best friend and also happened to be in the same dance group as you. You roll your eyes to his comment, trying not to show that you knew he was right. He let out a laugh at you rolling your eyes at him. He knew he was right and that you knew that too. ”We should go to the nearby cafe’ and get something to drink.” He says with a smile. You look over at him with a small pout and nod your head. The thought of something yummy and sweet sounded perfect to you. You needed new energy from all the hours of dancing.

The only problem was that your feet was killing you and hurting real bad. You were too scared to even stand up. You didn’t want to bother Wonhyuk. He looked happy that the two of you were going to take a break. You didn’t want to break the news that you couldn’t stand up. You put your hand on the floor to push your body up but your legs gave up before you were even half way to a standing postion. You felt how Wonhyuks body supported yours before you fell on your bottom. ”hey..you weren’t kidding about your legs.” He said as worry took over him. He didn’t think you were serious about the pain. You tried to give him a smile not wanting to worry him. ”yeah..” you said. ”you shouldn’t push yourself this hard.” He said making her nod. He was known for giving you lessons when he was worried.

Wonhyuk moved to a postion so that he was able to support you while you stood up. ”I’m fine..thank you.” You said with a smile. ”Stop lying.” He said back to you making you look at him. He knew you. He was your best friend after all. On top of that, he loved everything about you. You on the other hand, had no idea about that part. ”I’ll carry you” he said making your eyes widen. You shaked your head at his words. You felt guilty. You were the one that pushed too hard, knowing that you were going to get hurt. ”I am.” He said standing infront of you. ”to the cafe?” You asked him and he gave you a nod. It wasn’t that far from where you were, but still it wasn’t short either. ”Wonhyuk..” you started but he didn’t move. ”I am..that’s it. Come on.” There was no point in arguing with him. You did as he said and you couldn’t help a chuckle leaving your lips. ”What did I do to deserve you?” You asked him while hugging him tighter, making him melt. ”You didn’t have to do anything. You are just my favorite person.” He said making you smile. He loved you. Maybe someday he will confess, but as of right now, he’s just so happy to have you with him all the time. He didn’t want to ruin your friendship. He loved hanging out with you. He wanted to do that while being more than friends.

Part 2??

[8myass]

.. thrill .. pairing. won hyuk x female reader genre. angst pov. second person (you, yours, yourself, etc.)  synopsis. you run away from your loving best friend :( wc. 0.5k cw. yandere!wonhyuk tw. kidnapping, implied noncon touching, slight gaslighting, pet name (‘baby’) a/n. i freaking love wonhyuk so much (stan e’last!), happy birthday to the prettiest boy!

You could hear footsteps approaching you, getting louder the closer they got to your hiding spot. You were dreading every moment that was bound to follow if they got a little too close. You were meekly crying on the cold, hard ground as you propped your back up against a dumpster in the dark alleyway, trembling at the thought of being found.

The sobs wracking your body were uncontrollable, you were so afraid your sniffles would give away your hiding place, but you were unable to contain yourself, fear was the only thing you knew right now.

The footsteps seemed to stop right in front of the alleyway you were in, causing you to hold your breath, eyes wide as you pleaded with the higher powers to let him continue walking, not turn toward you. You were beyond relieved when you heard the footsteps actually continue on, making you let out a long, drawn-out sigh. 

But all at once, your anxiety appeared again when a beautiful voice sang, “Found you~” right into your ear from next to the dumpster. You flinched at the sound, spinning your head to see the owner of the voice, tears forming rivers down your cheeks. He swiftly picked you up, holding you in his arms with your legs around his waist for stability, wiping your tears away with his thumb, a frown spread across his gorgeous face, “Why are you crying, pretty? Don’t you wanna come back home?”

“That’s not my home,” you sobbed, jerking your face away from his undeserving fingers, more tears strolling down your cheeks. “It’s yours. You stole me away from my home.”

“Nonsense, my love. It’s always been your home. Since the moment you stepped foot through the front door, that place was our home,” he smiled, letting loose a sinister-sounding laugh. You were sure he was insane by now. You’ve never looked at him in this sense, you were his best friend for years, it’s so hard for you to genuinely see this side of him. Waking up one day, tied up in the bed you once were so fond of sleeping in, disgusting feelings washing through you as the man you could finally deem a monster let his fingertips roam along places you’ve never imagined to be touched by him. “Our bed, too.”

You had every idea what he was implying, what he was trying to remind you of, all telling you what he’d do to you again if you were to continue your fighting. You had convinced him to cut you loose at his house, making a run for it as soon as his back was turned. You were so good at pretending he didn’t repulse you to the core that it made it easy to make him think you genuinely cared for him still. As soon as you ran, you were chased. You couldn’t make it too far, which is why you were sitting next to a dumpster in an alleyway like you were, you couldn’t have run any farther because you were so out of breath and panicked that you felt you were on the verge of passing out at any moment.

“Baby, let’s go home, okay? How does that sound?” with his words, you fell into the crook of his neck, defeated, giving up entirely. This was your fate, as cruel as it was, and you really just had to accept that you weren’t gonna escape him anytime soon. This was your new reality.