#「⛰️」

[bluedopamin]

4. Something you associate with your F/O-- a color, a item, etc; answer for multiple if you want

Thank you so much for the ask nonnie!! 💙✨

I'd say I relate a lot of my f/os (like 2D, Hiei, Inosuke, Giyu, L and Sans) with the color blue!

That's actually where my username comes from. Blue is also my favorite color so that's a bonus lmao

Another ones I relate with orange/yellow (Namely Reigen, Nanami, Bakugo, Rengoku and 🐤)

Others are pink... (Toga, NakedToaster and Spinel), green (Bruno, Senku and 🍀) and purple (Shinso and Toge)

I could say I also relate black with Hiei and 🖤. 🕯️ is Black, white and blue and Baxter is black and white!

... and I think that's all lmao. Again thank you so much for the ask! I had fun with these.

[chris-slut]

“please what baby? you gonna tell me’ what you want,” chris says while pressing his thumb against your bud. a soft whimper escapes your lips as you feel his hot breath fan against your core. “need your tongue, ‘lease chris!” you gasp as you feel chris’s tongue run up your folds.

his hand moves up to place the fingers that were previously on your clit into your mouth, grinning slightly as he watches you suck on them for him. chris takes them out, your mouth making a ‘pop’ before quickly moving them down to your core once again.

a loud moan escapes your lips as you feel his two fingers enter you, your thighs closing against his arm. chris pushes them open and begins to fasten up his pace. “atta girl. keep them f’me, alright?” chris places a kiss to your core, starting to flick his tongue against you.

the room fills with wet sounds, chris’s fingers curling as he watches your legs shake. your eyes roll to the back of your head in pleasure as you begin to reach your high.

“gonna- gonna cum chris-“ you gasp out as you feel his mouth move against you faster, feeling chris grin against you. “go ahead baby, let it all out for me..” his fingers start to slow down as you slap your hand against your mouth.

your legs shake as you release, chris removing his head and fingers away from your core. he looks up at you, lips glistening with your release as he licks them clean- his eyes never leaving yours.

he leans up and captures your lips against his. you can taste yourself on his tongue as he pushes it into your mouth. your teeth clash together before pulling away for a quick air break.

“my sweet girl, cmon let’s get you cleaned up..”

[cecilpedia]

You guys (a lot of Tumblr users, not naming any names) really need to suck it up when someone uses it/its pronouns.

"But they're dehumanizing!" It's dehumanizing to misgender people in other ways too. Also a lot of it/its users are aware of that.

"Why can't you just use they/them?" I TRIED. They/them doesn't work for me.

"Queer people tried for YEARS to not be called it/its!" Then don't call queer people who don't use those pronouns it/its! It isn't that difficult!

I get that they're unconventional. I understand slip-ups. But if you continuously refuse to use my pronouns you're being transphobic. Yes, even if you yourself are trans!

[cupcek]

♡̼͓ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡̼͓ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ yaqha jaqichasïwiru sarañäni ᓭི༏ᓯྀ ˖ ݁ᓭི༏ᓯྀ ˖ ݁

甘味 🐄🥃🪲 ·*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙𓏲ִ ꯭ֻUma montanha russa ꫶ࣺ᭮᭰ 🏋🏿‍♂️🦅🇦🇴❀

[hongjoongspoetry]

Baby, Love Me Lights Out | Choi San

❤️ Summary: San comes home after filming content for the Wanteez series. He's drunk and loud, but you can't get mad he woke you up at 2 AM on a work night when his silliness makes up for it.

❤️ Pairing(s): idol!San x GN!Reader

❤️ Genres/Tropes: idol AU, tooth rotting fluff, established relationship

❤️ Warnings/Tags: no use of (Y/N), gender neutral reader, san is drunk, petnames (love, baby, darling, sannie), not beta read

❤️ Wordcount: 1.0 k

❤️ Author's Note: I had to get this one out of my system. My Yunho zombie apocalypse oneshot is like 90% done, but I needed a lil pause from all the angst and BOOM this was created. I present drunk and romantic Sannie!

This is all fiction and not meant to represent any idols involved in any way or form.

AO3 Masterlist Click on me!

San insisted on being dropped off at your door instead of returning to the dorm with Mingi and Seonghwa. Their manager was torn on what to do, but with enough drunken encouragement of Seonghwa slurring about young love and San being love-sick, he swerved right onto your street and helped the idol out of the car. If there was someone San could always rely on, it’d be his Seonghwa-hyung. It was decided, he was going to give him a massive hug when they’d see each other again.

The promise was forgotten the second San succeeded in unlocking your apartment (after many failed attempts) with the spare key you gifted him. It was by some miracle San refrained from shouting out his usual ‘Darling I’m home’ and just quietly exchanged his shoes for the slippers assigned to him specifically. The darkness swallowed him whole, but he had no trouble navigating to your bedroom.

The sight of your sleeping figure tucked beneath the covers set off an explosion of warmth in his chest. His face hurt from cheesing too much, but he couldn’t help himself. You looked so  cute and cuddly, like a kitten passed out from a very exciting day of discovering new things. As much as he wanted to pepper you with kisses, trap you in his arms and not let go until you freed yourself from his death grip (much to his dismay), San knew it would wake you up. San may be a lightweight, but he was a self conscious lightweight. You had work in the morning and he’d hate for you to lose sleep over his selfish need for some cuddles.

He granted himself one light peck to the top of your head and ventured back into the living room. The couch would suffice for the night. The sound of rustling sheets accompanied by your hoarse voice stopped him before he could cross the threshold. 

“Sannie?”

Said man hummed in reply and leaned against the doorway. His eyes adjusted to the dark enough to make out you sitting up with the sheet pooling around your waist, hair slightly messy and sleep adorning your eyes.

“When did you get home, baby?”

“Some minutes ago,” he slurred with the brightest grin you had ever seen.

“Are you coming to bed?”

“Mhm, need to wash up first.”

“Okay,” You yawned. “Do that baby then let’s cuddle. I’ve missed you.” You laid back down in the comfort of your bed and closed your eyes with the intent to just rest them until San was done.

“Missed you too,” San said to himself as he stumbled into the bathroom.

The minutes ticked away and there was still no drunk San in your bed. You knew your boyfriend like the back of your hand. San would never pass up on a cuddle session, whether it be a two second long kiss or being wrapped up in each other’s embrace for hours, he’d be there. It didn’t take a genius for you to figure out something was wrong when the clock on your nightstand showed twenty past two and San was still not beside you. The lack of noise out in the hall added to your suspicion. It was seldom that a drunk man was silent. 

With the quilt wrapped around your shoulders and each foot tucked in your bunny slippers, you went to check on San. You flicked the light switch and lo and behold, your boyfriend laying flat on his back with each limb stretched out akin to a starfish and a pillow slapped on his stomach. He quickly threw an arm over his eyes and hissed from the sudden brightness.

“Sannie? Love? What are you doing?”

“Sleeping.”

“I see that, but don’t you wanna sleep in the bed?”

“I am in bed.”

If it weren’t for the fatigue tugging at your eyelids you’d be hunched over from laughing too hard.  

“Love,” you started, “that’s the living room floor.”

“‘M comfortable,” he insisted and waved his other hand, urging you to let the darkness back out.

“Are you sure? Your back is going to hurt tomorrow and you still have practice for your comeback.”

“I promise, darling. Lights off, please.”

How could you deny him anything when he spoke in that honey smooth voice with his lips jutted out and one arm coming around the pillow he proclaimed as his cuddle buddy?

A few moments later, when the moon was at its highest point in the sky and the streets finally decided to call it a night, a loud noise of something dropping against the floor washed over you like ice cold water. The speed you leaped from the bed would've made long jump athletes fear for their position. The frantic shout of your lover’s name erupted before you could reach the door. Horrid thoughts plagued your mind and it worked over time to create scenarios that could have him nursing an injury. Everything from falling and cracking open his head to dropping something heavy on his feet. 

Ripping open your bedroom door, you relaxed to see him unscathed and in the same condition you left him; alive and breathing. However, the accommodation was entirely different and you understood where that loud thunk came from. San was no longer laying on the floor, no. He had somehow managed to open one of your old suitcases and shuffled inside it with his previously worn t-shirt used as a blanket.

Breathing out in relief you retrieved your phone from your nightstand and snapped a couple photos of his unconscious form folded into the bag.

“Sannie?”

“Lights off!” He whined and pulled the shirt over his face.

“Love, no. Come on. Let’s get to bed.” 

You gently took the fabric from him and slipped your hand into his, weaving your fingers together and giving it a gentle tug.

“Wanna sleep here~”

Despite his complaint, he listened to you and for the third time that night, you were back in bed but with your lovely boyfriend to keep you company. The trail of kisses you pressed on his neck, cheeks and nose were apologies for your future actions. The photos captured in your camera roll would serve their purpose sooner or later, until then you’d remind him of your never ending love and hope it would suffice as a good enough apology (it would, he could never be angry with you).

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[harmoonix]

Where mountains kiss the

sky

°Morning Fresh Astrology Notes°

⛰️ : Saturn in Gemini may have a difficulty in talking and expressing themselves, they can aslo develop anxiety/panic attacks (Applying if you have Saturn in your 3rd house or Saturn at Gemini Degrees 3°, 15°, 27°)

⛰️: Saturn in Scorpio or Saturn in the 8th house may have a fear for intimacy/or a fear that their partner may not accept them the way they are. (You don't have to be scared of that, the right person will accept the way you are)

⛰️: Virgo/Capricorn and Gemini Moons can find therapy and meditation in the nature, it actually helps their minds a lot

⛰️: Moon square Mercury can use music as a sign to talk. For example when they feel sad/hurt they may be listening to sad songs to fit their mood

⛰️: Taurus/Pisces/Libra and Leo placements love to decorate, their house might be full of decorations and a good vibe

⛰️: Venus square Uranus may find themselves dating more/multiple partners. Like that type of person who could've had a lot of people in the past

⛰️: Moon - Ascendant aspects can make someone childlike, like to give you the vibe that they are young and sometimes acting like a kid. That may be their inner kid feeling themselves good

⛰️: Don't provoke someone with Aries Placements because they are so competitive. They love competition and everything related to winning

⛰️:4th house placements are very traditional and they may like to keep those traditions in their family. Unhealed 4th house placements can be very strict

⛰️: Moon/Sun - South Node aspects may like to watch shows from their childhood to comfort themselves

⛰️: 11th house placements LOVE/ADORE to spend time with their friends especially if you have your Moon or Sun in this house

⛰️: If you have Venus - Moons aspects and you're single, you may have the desire to want a partner/relationship with this aspects you basically seek for love

⛰️: Pluto - Asc aspects/Lilith - asc aspects and Aquarius Risings, their first expressions are so on point. They know how to do it, and when to do it, in order to be a success

⛰️: Moon - Mercury/Jupiter aspects have the most beautiful smiles ever, they literally look so happy when they smile.

⛰️: People with a lot of fire in their charts can get irritated fast, they can be also very bold when it comes to their temper. And they may also have a sharp tongue

⛰️: Saturn in Cancer can be one of the most difficult placements to have Saturn in because it mostly tells us about a problem with nurturing/taking care of yourself but also family issues = all these combined (Applied to Saturn in the 4th house or Saturn in Cancer Degrees 4°, 16°, 28°)

⛰️: People with Saturn in the 6th/10th/12th house can get tired so fast, like I know so many people with these placements including myself and omg I just wanna sleep all day (Btw sleeping helps your body a lot, like your body actually heals during sleep)

⛰️: Something I observed about the Moon - Saturn aspects is that they know how to hide their pain long enough so nobody can see them hurt. They may have their reasons for that

⛰️: Sagittarius/Aquarius placements can either be very social either very shy, like they can have this ambient energy of both of things

⛰️: I have a feeling people with Hekate {100} in the 1st/12th house have a really powerful intuition, like they know how to act based on their intuition

⛰️: I have the feeling people with Jupiter in the 9th house tend to be teachers favorite, I mean this placement in general shows a lot of luck in school/highschool/university etc so with this you can also impress teachers (Applying if you have Jupiter in Sagittarius)

⛰️: Moon in the 7th house/Moon in Libra have the tendency to feel sad/depressed if they are not in a relationship, they'll seek for it and most times they can end up in a toxic relationship because of this "love" for relationships

⛰️: Pluto - Venus aspects/Scorpio Venus or Venus in the 8th house can attract possessive people into their lives, and be aware cuz not everyone has good intentions

⛰️: Lilith - Saturn aspects don't like when people tell them what to do. Because they generally don't like to listen to others and instead to make their own rules. Natives with such placements can be rebels.

⛰️: South Node aspecting the Moon > esp the conjunction > It can be very challenging because with those aspects you have a hard time with your letting your past to go. You often remember your past and that can cause you pain

⛰️: Ascendant quincunx Lilith, seen as a minor aspect, I found this aspect a lot in people's charts. Natives with this placement in their chart are unsure of their desires, they also may have it hard when it comes to their sexuality

⛰️ - Oh my god, imagine what a view from these mountains and imagine the selfies you can get 😍, jokes aside I think our earth looks much better with a lot of green in it instead of pollution, so we have to take a lot of care of our earth ⛰️

⛰️ - I hope everyone has a good day full of good vibes, if you can spend time in nature, do it if you want, because it's the best thing to nurture yourself when you get low, just stay on the grass and look at sky, trust me is free therapy ⛰️

⛰️ Yours truly, Harmoonix 🦋⛰️

[angels-wouldnt-help-you]

laura palmer / i'm your man by mitski

i'm your man by mitski / twin peaks: fire walk with me / the secret diary of laura palmer by jennifer lynch

[jttlpgroup]

5880 Laci 👣  

[xray-vex]

🤐🤐🤐

[asoulsreverie]

I'm here to carry you home

[chris-slut]

𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗼 ! 𝗽.𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀

watch at your own risk !

car sex

had to bring in the handcuffs

couldn’t wait, even on a walk

through the boxers

throat fucking

from the back

on the counter

camping

[cecilpedia]

[fairyniceyeah]

⌛ATEEZ Headcanons - Sick but not sick enough to stay home

🐿️ Hongjoong:

Embarrassed about being sick so he doesn’t speak up

Also he is the captain, ‘nough said

His exhaustion often comes in form of sickness but he will not pause either way

Has come to schedules after throwing up all night - the members were not impressed at all

But especially if he has a fever (which always makes him nauseous) he might not even realize how sick he is

If he can’t hide his sickness - coughing or whatever - he will just quietly stay at the side of the group and watch

Once Seonghwa and the managers or whoever else is there reassure him enough he might take the opportunity to take a nap - likely on the closest member’s lap

They moved into the positions for the dance again. Hongjoong tried to get through it. He really tried. He was the captain after all - he couldn’t let a bit of nausea ruin their practice. He’d been feeling off all day but he would never admit that to the members.

He made it through the beginning. He got through Mingi’s part where he really just got to stand around. But even just staying upright proved to be a task as his stomach cramped relentlessly, making him want to just curl up, and the nausea was getting close to unbearable again. Then Mingi was done and it was his turn.

Of course it went horribly wrong. He was off-beat, already too late in position in the middle of the room. A particularly painful cramp tore through his stomach, causing him to gasp in pain and surprise, and then his knees gave out. He crashed to the floor, his prop-microphone clattering away as it dropped from his limp fingers. With one hand he tried to hold himself up, really not wanting to faceplant into the studio floor and the other gripping his hurting middle. Tears shot into his eyes and he felt his mouth start to water as his body went into overdrive to create saliva. He was vaguely aware of surprised and worried shouts of his name and then the music was turned off. 

Unexpectedly there was a hand on his shoulder and somebody tried to kneel in front of him. He wanted to warn them, whoever it was, but as he opened his mouth to speak another wave of his lunch came up and he retched loudly.

He couldn’t focus on anything else but the dizzying feeling of not being able to breathe, the disgusting taste of the second coming of his lunch and the pain in his stomach. It took a few moments of watching helplessly as his body spewed its contents onto the dance practice room floor before somebody held out a plastic bin. If it wasn’t so tiring and if he had any strength left he would feel humiliated that likely one of his dongsaengs was holding a puke bucket for him but he just squeezed his eyes shut as his body went through its torture.

Finally, after a few minutes, the forceful gagging stopped and he slowly started to regain feelings other than his upset stomach. There was a hand still rubbing his back and another was carding through his sweaty hair. A strong pair of hands were holding up his shoulders, refusing to let him fall into his shame, even as his arms gave out.

“Are you done?”, a voice asked. Seonghwa, he thought it was. Feeling his cheeks burn from embarrassment he nodded and he was pulled backwards till he was resting a few meters away from his stomach contents against somebody's strong chest.

“Rest, hyung”, Yunho mumbled, “you could have told us that you weren’t feeling well.”

“I’m sorry”, Hongjoong whispered, embarrassed as he watched Seonghwa already start to clean the puddle of stomach contents. “I wanted to just get through the practice. I need it.”

“You need rest. I can monitor from here. Sleep. You’re running a pretty high fever”, Yunho advised. Defeated, Hongjoong nodded as his eyes slid shut against his wants. He truly was not feeling well enough to continue. He just hoped that his sickness would not disrupt the schedule too much.

⭐ Seonghwa:

He doesn’t get sickTM

That’s a lie obviously but he has seven dongsaengs to care about - he doesn’t have time to get sick

Catches every single illness really - the moment he starts carrying around a thermos of tea they know

Fevers are very rare so he gets away with a lot since he isn’t rule book sick

Except Hongjoong they all grant him his privacy if he so wishes but Hongjoong pesters him enough to make up for that

“You can pretend all you want, you know”, Hongjoong said as he slid a cup of tea over the table to Seonghwa. Winter was brutally cold in Seoul. Temperatures dropping below freezing and snow always a threat. Still, they were filming an episode of WANTEEZ outside. It didn’t help that just based on the red flush, the glassy eyes and the shivering Seonghwa might be running a fever. The eldest tried to pretend he was fine but Hongjoong saw he was quickly losing strength. At least they had a short break now to warm back up inside. “But we share a room. I can hear you coughing all night. I know you didn’t sleep much all night. You’re clearly sick.”

Hongjoong for the life of him couldn’t understand why on earth they were filming some content outside, barely a week after most members had recovered from the flu taking them down one by one. They had hoped that due to the three dorms they would get spared from infecting each other but that idea had soon turned moot.

First it was just San and Mingi who were a bit sniffly and they really tried to avoid the other dorms’ members. Due to their schedules it wasn’t really feasible though and soon after Hongjoong, Jongho and Yunho started to cough and run fevers. Then Yeosang and Wooyoung came down with it just when they thought they had avoided it. Hongjoong, in fact, was still coughing a bit and Yeosang and Yunho were still constantly on the search for tissues, though they blamed the low temperatures. 

Seonghwa, however, stubbornly refused to admit to his own illness, having spent the past weeks nursing his dongsaengs back to health.

“I’m fine”, Seonghwa growled, voice a bit raw. 

“Sure”, Hongjoong mocked and turned aside to cough into his elbow, “we’re all sick or at least we were all sick. There’s no shame in it. It doesn’t matter that you are the oldest, you know.”

Seonghwa didn’t answer, just staring at a point above Hongjoong’s head.

“I’m fine”, he said with an air of finality.

Hongjoong sighed. He would try again in the evening and if he had to make Yunho sit on Seonghwa for him to admit to illness.

🐶 Yunho:

Runs fevers very quickly

The rumor is that Seonghwa even carries around a thermometer for that reason but it has not yet been proven

The fevers drain him a lot but he will stay at his schedule unless he really can’t deal anymore or he gets dizzy

Everybody knows when he is sick because he gets very spacey due to the fever but he can pull himself together if need be

He can fall asleep anywhere though and will - the members really hate waking him up but they know he wants them to

If he gets offered the chance to lie down somewhere quiet for an hour or whatever he will take in (and might drag Mingi with him)

“And were done”, the photographer yelled. Wooyoung sighed in relief. They had been at a photo shoot since early in the morning and since he had stumbled into the van to the location it had been obvious that Yunho was not on top of his game.

Wooyoung and Yunho had been paired for the photo shoot for the past hour and it was starting to become clear that Yunho would soon not be able to push through anymore. The lights shining down on them were hot and Yunho was sweating buckets, causing the shoot having to be stopped a few times to wipe him off or to reapply make-up. Seonghwa, Hongjoong and Mingi respectively had all tried to get Yunho to stop but they all were aware how much of an inconvenience a missing member would be. Worst case would be that they wouldn’t be able to book the photographer or the location again and then Yunho would not be in the concept pictures at all. 

The thought had only spurred on Yunho’s stubborn side and the other’s protests had also only been half-heartedly. Wooyoung couldn’t blame his hyung, they all would have done the same thing if in his position.

As soon as the lights got turned off, Mingi and Hongjoong, who were already done with their photos, rushed to meet them. Mingi’s hand immediately went up to Yunho’s forehead, an unhappy frown on his face. 

“It’s definitely higher than earlier”, he said, referring to the fever Yunho was running.

“The lights are just warm”, Yunho said quietly but there was nothing but plain exhaustion in his voice. His eyes were glassy and it was clear he wasn’t quite as present as they wanted him to be.

“You have at least another hour until the group shoot”, Hongjoong explained, a hand on Yunho’s arm in comfort, “if you want to, you can lie down in the waiting room. I talked with the managers already.”

Yunho nodded, grabbing onto Mingi’s hand. “I’ll come with you”, the younger soothed.

“Feel better soon, hyung”, Wooyoung said worriedly, Hongjoong echoing the sentiment, as they watched Mingi take Yunho to rest.

“I hope he will at least let us take care of him when we are done”, Wooyoung sighed. 

👑 Yeosang:

Generally healthy because of his religious taking of vitamins

So when he is sick he might be very overwhelmed but also he is too scared to speak up

It’s not that he doesn’t want attention - quite the contrary really - but he doesn’t know how to ask

Wooyoung knows all his tells though and will smother him with affection - as soon as Yeosang doesn’t grumbled about it they know to keep an eye on him

Medication makes him tired and so he falls asleep on the closest person - if that happens to be a manager or a stylist their fate is sealed

Who would not indulge him really?

“Sang-ah? What’s wrong?”, Hongjoong asked, taking a seat next to his quietest member. Yeosang had been spaced out all day and it was starting to get worrying. They were at rehearsal for their concert the next day and so far everything had gone wrong. Yunho had slipped and bruised his back, Seonghwa had been having issues with his mic all day and Jongho was still on vocal rest until the next day.

Yeosang just shrugged, fiddling with some loose strings of his ripped jeans. Hongjoong was about to press - right now was definitely not the moment to keep secrets - when Wooyoung appeared behind Yeosang and wrapped him in a back hug.

“Not feeling well, are you?”, Wooyoung asked gently, pushing a strand of Yeosang’s hair behind his ear. “What’s wrong?”

Yeosang shrugged again but leaned his head back against Wooyoung’s shoulder, as good as admitting he wasn’t doing well.

“Sang-ah”, Hongjoong scolded lighty, “you’re helping nobody if you don’t tell us what’s wrong. Least of all yourself.”

“I'm just exhausted”, the younger admitted quietly, “I’ll be okay.”

“Hm, and running a fever I think”, Wooyoung said, feeling his neck. 

Great. An injured dongsaeng. Two sick dongsaengs. And one concert the next day with less time to get used to the stage than they had hoped for.

“We’ll make do without you and Yunho for today, there is no sense in you pushing yourself”, Hongjoong concluded. He pushed to his feet to find a manager, who quickly agreed with the captain.

Once they were done with the rehearsal, less than satisfied with what they had achieved but even more worried about their missing members, they found Yunho, Yeosang and the manager at the edge of the stage, where Yunho had diligently been monitoring them.

Yeosang was completely knocked out on the manager’s lap who just shrugged at Hongjoong’s raised eyebrow in a “what can you do”-motion. True, nobody would be able to push Yeosang aside. Hopefully he would be feeling better the next day.

⛰️ San:

He will push through - schedules are more important than a low fever or a cough or whatever

Won’t go to the members at all - likely tries to avoid them because his skin hurts from the fever and he can deal on his own anyway

So he straight up ignores that something is going on

He may be sneezing every five seconds but he is totally fine - the members (read: clean freak Seonghwa) carry around boxes of tissues because he won’t

San is grateful though and might reward Seonghwa with cuddles - or sneezing straight into his face

Twenty-seven. That was how many times San had sneezed during the recording of their new album so far. Still, he refused to stop. No matter his nose was constantly running. No matter he had ruined nearly every single take with a sneeze. No matter he kept sniffling. No matter there was snot everywhere.

Yeosang was not easily disgusted. But the shiny spots of gelatinous fluid all over San’s sleeves were … less than nice. Seonghwa was already slightly greenish and Yeosang assumed he was about three sneezes away from begging San on his knees to just use tissues. Which, he apparently didn’t need to do, because San wasn’t sick, according to him. Yeah, sure.

Hongjoong, too, looked worried for the cleanliness of the recording equipment but he had not yet called the recording to an end. 

Sneeze. Another sneeze. And another. All stifled in San’s hands which he secretly wiped on his pants. Seonghwa would be cleaning for the next month if that continued.

Speaking about their oldest, he seemed to have enough of the drama. He stood up, grabbed the box of tissues he had brought and shoved them at San.

“Use them”, he snarled, sounding equal parts serious and exasperated.

“But, hyung, I’m no … no …” San started but was stopped by a sneeze that seemed to have crept up on him. And sneeze he did. Straight into Seonghwa’s face. 

In any other situation they all might have laughed at the shocked look on both their faces but Seonghwa did look like he was ready to cry. Especially with a spot of snot on his cheek.

“I’m so sorry, hyung”, San whispered, sounding shocked.

Seonghwa stared straight at him, not changing his expression as he tore a tissue from the box to wipe his face. 

“God gave you a brain, use it”, the eldest said, voice dangerously low. For a moment Yeosang feared he would have a psychotic episode right then and there. And he was slightly scared for San. “And I am giving you tissues, so help me God if you don’t use them.”

Seonghwa whirled around to look at Hongjoong and EDEN who were watching the scene with mixed reactions. Hongjoong looked like he had seen a ghost. EDEN was suppressing a laugh, Yeosang was sure. “Excuse me, I need to disinfect my whole existence.”

🐣 Mingi:

His voice is so deep that the moment his throat feels rough he loses his voice

He can try to speak but the sound is so low nobody will be able to understand him - except Yunho obviously

Yunho basically becomes his translator - and mostly Mingi will be fine just annoyed he can’t express himself

Always has throat lozenges on hand and he will eat them like candy - so sue him, they do taste good and he never had any bad side effects so he will indulge in them

A bit embarrassed when the others make light-hearted fun of his voice so they stopped as soon as they found out - but Mingi has had to admit it is kinda funny

“Fix on”, Seonghwa teased lightly, his voice taking on a deep, deep quality. Mingi was glowering at him.

“Hyung, don’t be mean”, Yunho said laughing, patting Mingi’s arm, “it’s not his fault that he lost his voice. He’s already frustrated enough he can’t work with Hongjoong-hyung in the studio right now.”

“It’s more ‘fix off’, don’t you think?”, Wooyoung added, his voice also mockingly deep. San laughed. Mingi pouted. He’d been sent home from the studio by Hongjoong earlier, citing that there was no need for the rapper to be there for the recording of guide tracks. Sadly that was his only schedule today, so he was free like the rest of them except Hongjoong and Jongho.

“It’s not funny”, he whispered, voice raw and even more difficult to understand around the throat lozenge in his mouth.

“It is a bit”, Yunho soothed, knowing that Mingi would get over it soon. He was proud of his deep, recognizable voice and no amount of teasing would change that. If it did, Yunho would not care that the others were his members, there would be war. 

Mingi grumbled a bit but just flopped against Yunho in defeat. 

“Sorry, Mingi-yah, I know you don’t feel that good”, Seonghwa said apologetically and got up from his place on the couch, “I’m going to make tea, would you like some as well?”

“It’s fine, don’t worry. Lemon tee with honey?”, Mingi asked, clearly understandable to Yunho, but Seonghwa just looked at him blankly. 

Yunho repeated what Mingi said and Seonghwa hurried off.

🦊 Wooyoung:

WHINES

He is feeling awful and he wants to be in bed but he knows he has to push through so he does

Not without cuddling his members though - they will indulge him if he mentions feeling off so he uses that to his advantage

Will choose staying with the members during a schedule over laying down in a quiet room for an hour to sleep

Will be happy with any member but prefers Yeosang, San and Seonghwa

“I don’t feel good”, Wooyoung whispered, resting his head against San’s shoulder.

“I know you don’t”, the older answered, a hand coming up to rub his head, “but it’s only another hour and then we can go home. Think of all the things Seonghwa-hyung will do for you the moment you mention feeling unwell.”

“Fair enough, but I want to go home now”, Wooyoung groaned, “award shows are nice but it’s so hot in here.”

Sans sighed. He knew Wooyoung had him wrapped around his little finger as much as all the other members. There was something about Wooyoung pouting at them that had them drop whatever they were doing at a second’s notice the moment they knew he was not feeling good. San, however, also knew that he didn’t not want to fan Wooyoung the whole rest of the show.

“Seonghwa-hyung”, he called quietly, the elder turning to them quickly. 

“What’s wrong?”, he asked.

“Young-ah isn’t feeling so good”, San said, pouting a bit, “can you fan him a bit? He said he’s feeling hot.”

“Why don’t you do that then?”, Seonghwa asked, raising his eyebrows. San quickly elbowed Wooyoung in the side.

“Sa … wha … oh, uh San-ah is my pillow right now, you can’t make him move”, Woyooung said, understanding San’s plan at last. 

Seonghwa groaned. “I hate you two.”

“No, you love us”, Wooyoung said, pouting.

“Alright, I’m getting the fan, hold your horses.”

🧸 Jongho:

Is really bad at telling what counts as “sick enough to stay home”

Fever, stomach flu, a simple cough? Who knows? 

Certainly not Jongho - he isn’t sick often so his experience when he needs to rest is very limited 

Might also have to do with the fact that he was a trainee for so long and never learned when it was time to admit defeat

It drives Hongjoong and Seonghwa (all his hyungs really) up the walls that he will not speak up unless he is really done for - but they knew he doesn’t know

They try to check up on him when he seems off but he brushes them off if he isn’t about to faint

Has thrown up in rather public areas before due to not knowing when to stop

If you had asked Seonghwa what could go wrong that day, he could have listed about a hundred different things only of those he imagined caused by his members. Scratch that, if he only had ninety-nine problems all of them would probably be Wooyoung. So yeah, he knew stuff always went wrong. But he didn’t expect this.

Seonghwa loved pre-recording radio shows with his members. It took a lot of stress from them if he was honest. Even if they were filmed, there wasn’t as much pressure as recording live. While all of ATEEZ had been lucky in the sense that all their mistakes had never been too embarrassing he knew the day would come. 

As they entered the recording room the camera team was still working on setting up their equipment, so they were able to enjoy a few minutes of rest and the eldest took a moment to look around. Hongjoong was speaking to their manager-hyung. San, Mingi and Yeosang were talking quietly with a stylist and Yunho and Wooyoung were doing … something. Before he could get worried, Seonghwa’s gaze was drawn to Jongho. The maknae was sitting on the ground, leaning against a wall, with a strange expression on his face.

Seonghwa didn’t have the chance to check in on him as they were called over by the hosts; apparently the cameras were all set. Seonghwa watched as Jongho looked put down, but he sat down around the mics without any hesitation.

It was about forty-five minutes later when Seonghwa remembered his weird feeling about Jongho. Quite suddenly. One second they were all listening to Yeosang answer the question one of the hosts had asked, the next San shouted in shock. Seonghwa whirled around to see what had caused the younger man to interrupt the recording and he froze. He was vaguely aware that the rest of the members had frozen too.

Yunho was the first one to react. “Cut the cameras and the micros”, he called, not caring that it wasn’t his place. “Jongho-yah?”

Yes, Seonghwa hadn’t expected this. And yet… and yet here he was watching how Jongho sat doubled over on his chair, throwing up on the floor between his legs in the middle of the recording. San and Mingi were sitting next to the maknae, and while  Mingi had scooted away from the younger man - probably not quite sure how to react - San had reached over and gently rubbed Jongho’s back.

Seonghwa was vaguely aware of Hongjoong apologizing to the hosts and managers swarming the director but he was more concerned about his sick dongsaeng. He really should have known. He walked over towards the poor maknae, kneeling down beside him after pushing his chair away from the mess on the ground. Finally Jongho looked up at him and with teary eyes mumbled; “Hyung, I don’t feel well.”

Masterlist links: Fairy's Full Masterlist Fairy's Masterlist - ATEEZ

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