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Daeyoung doesn’t understand what Yushi’s trying to show him at first. It looks like numbers on the wall, scrawled up the chipping paint in Yushi’s untidy chicken scratch.
Then, as he looks at it in confusion, the numbers start to make sense. 160, 161, 161.5—it’s a height chart.
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Sion first pulls a calf out of a birth canal at twelve years old. Exactly a decade later, he debuts as an idol. Somehow it feels the same.
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Yushi has painfully considered every aspect of debuting for five long years. But somehow, he missed thinking about this one tiny thing— how to survive his heat in a cramped dorm full of alphas.
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It takes Yushi a second to come back.
(or, Yushi and Riku + aftermath)
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“You can’t be so upset over things that are out of your control,” Kun tries to tell him placatingly. It’s what he’s always saying to Chenle, whose mood changes like the weather. But it’s Yangyang’s crumpled laundry on the floor of the living room that he sidesteps with an annoyed sigh.
Chenle bares his teeth. “Watch me.”
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Yuta learns devotion in the form of Doyoung’s palm.
To him, love is brutality and restraint in the same swift second, like the hard lingering of a slap across his cheek. To Doyoung, it is the tenderness of unraveling and reorienting.
(The first time they meet, Yuta is on his knees. Every subsequent time after, Doyoung puts him there.) -
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Ten comes to Seoul for the first time in a decade for Mark Lee's funeral.
In the dark of his hotel room, Ten discovers love in Johnny’s body again. He remembers the stability of Johnny’s hand steady under the curve of his jaw and the warmth of his eyes. He remembers those lazy days in the practice room, when they’d give anything—anything in the world, to reach debut already.
He thinks he finds a piece of Mark there, too.
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They hardly ever even get to indulge in this—a handful of times a year if they’re lucky, and once or twice if they aren’t.
This must be his sixth year of sleeping with Doyoung.
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Of all the places to accidentally be dropped in the vastness of the space-time continuum, it’s just Donghyuck’s luck that he winds up at a point where Mark still loves him.
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In which Renjun takes a lesson in cryptid hunting from Hendery, drinks copious amounts of tea, and maybe learns to deal with his feelings for Liu Yangyang like a human being.
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- Part 2 of dying moon, keep me waiting
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These days, Mark is considered royalty in the vampire crowd, with his glossy black hair and elegant pale fingers, his long, sharp fangs that press against the soft, pink swell of his lower lip. When Donghyuck had first become his donor, he’d been a lanky, awkward thing, but now, nearly a decade later, he’s mastered every inch of his body with a dangerous kind of finesse.
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“Poor baby,” Sicheng tells him, just a little bit mean, and takes Yangyang’s chin between his fingers. “You wanna mark an omega? You need to bite something?”
Yangyang blinks, eyes all dark and dazed from his pre-rut. “Uh huh,” he mumbles a second late, and swallows hard. Pressed together so close, Sicheng can feel the tension in Yangyang's lean body, wound tight and about to break with a little coaxing from his long fingers.
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Mark gives Donghyuck something a bit unorthodox this year.
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Renjun and Yangyang have been sneaking around for just short of two months now, mostly because Renjun’s friends don’t know how to mind their own fucking business.
As far as Jeno and Jaemin know, Yangyang’s just the weirdo from down the hall with an apartment full of chaotic roommates, who’s always covered in cat hair and got three noise complaints within the first month of moving in. But to Renjun, he’s all hazy soft mornings and sleep-warm skin.
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- Part 1 of dying moon, keep me waiting
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Jeno’s better at taking dick—he admits it himself, swollen mouth twisted ruefully, rubbing a warm hand to the base of Jaemin’s spine while they’re postcoital, hanging all over each other in their ruined bed, sticky and lazy.
Jaemin, on the other hand, takes ages to get his body to relax and loosen up. He's always been a bit more guarded with showing his true feelings, and the way it is when Jeno works him open, slow and so achingly lovely, is nearly too much to take.
(or, Na Jaemin learns the struggle of being a size queen who can barely take his boyfriend's whole cock.)
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Intertwined with My Urgency (It’s So New to Me) by honeydrip (slimequeen)
Fandoms: IT (Movies - Muschietti), IT - Stephen King
15 Mar 2021
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His body’s been teetering on the edge all day, but it’s in the middle of the quickly emptying hallway that Eddie folds to the ground like a house of cards in the breeze, and Stanley and Ben alarmedly look first at him and then each other. Eddie’s scent floats lush in the air, hot and heavy, and suddenly it’s absolutely obvious what’s wrong—his heat.
(Or, Eddie’s heat comes early and Stan takes care of him until Richie gets there.)
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Once More, With Feeling by honeydrip (slimequeen)
Fandoms: IT (Movies - Muschietti), IT - Stephen King
28 Feb 2021
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The truth of the matter is this; Eddie and Richie do the Repression Tango like it’s nobody’s business.
His feelings have been clear since Richie stepped into the Jade of the Orient and everything had come rushing back, their banter warm and familiar.
And Richie had reciprocated once. He’d been sure of it, letting Eddie shove into his space and nag him whilst covering his knobby, scraped knees in colorful bandaids while Richie looked down at him with dopey adoring eyes—and though Richie’s older now, better at hiding parts of himself when he needs to, Eddie catches that same emotion in his face when he straightens up and turns to him, finds Eddie standing there in his soft old pullover and shorts like a long-faded memory.
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You're The Only Kind of Love I Want by honeydrip (slimequeen)
Fandoms: IT (Movies - Muschietti), IT - Stephen King
12 Nov 2020
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Kinktober 2020: Reddie Edition
Day 26: Body Swap/Age Difference“You’re an asshole,” Richie says, and tips his head back against the back of the sofa, his throat bobbing on a hard swallow, long and white and right there, perfect for Eddie to mouth at.
He ducks forward and presses a chaste kiss to the underside of Richie’s jaw and he startles so hard he nearly knocks his chin against Eddie’s temple. His cheeks suspiciously red, Richie repeats “oh, you’re such a fucking asshole, Eds.”
“No,” Eddie purrs, slow, vindictive, right into the hinge of Richie’s jaw, scraping the soft swell of his lip against Richie’s stubble, “I’m jailbait, baby.”
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kill the lights and kiss my eyes by honeydrip (slimequeen)
Fandoms: IT - Stephen King, IT (Movies - Muschietti)
05 Nov 2020
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Their love has always been a summer song, the air hung with humidity that clings to the nape of Richie’s neck, sharing space and breaths in sunlit corners, limbs entangled.
They’re made from long sunny days at the quarry, the smell of the forest clinging to their skin as they trample through the underbrush, hand in hand, wet hair drying in the heat of the hazy afternoon. It’s sleepovers and sugary candy dissolving in their mouths on balmy, still nights where Richie perches on the windowsill of his bedroom and smokes a cigarette while Eddie sprawls on the bed and reads comics, the silence between them comfortable and familiar.
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Donghyuck comes home around dawn, his hands stained with blood, a still unquenched fire burning in his eyes. Mark’s fangs ache.