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Roy (TFboys) Relationship Role Tarot Reading

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck(s): Mermaid Tarot

Spread: Relationship Role

Questions:

Friend

Boyfriend

Lover

Husband

One-Night-Stand

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Roy Wang / Wang Yuan

Stage Name: Roy

Group: TFboys

DOB: 08.11.2000

Blood Type: N/A

MBTI: N/A

Sun Sign: Scorpio

Chinese Sign: Metal Dragon

Life Path Number: 3

Masterpost: UNDER CONSTRUCTION

Roy (TFboys)

Full Name: Roy Wang / Wang Yuan Stage Name: Roy Group: TFboys DOB: 08.11.2000 Blood Type: N/A MBTI: N/A Sun Sign: Scorpio Chinese Sign: Metal Dragon Life Path Number: 3

Spread / Question: Relationship Role Deck(s): Mermaid Tarot

Friend - 7 of Swords, 10 of Cups

Roy truly values and cherishes his friends dearly. He might not have that many of them, he’s likely to build a small circle of people he can rely on in everyday life. He likes to include his friends in his decision making processes, he asks for their advice and opinions to form his own vision of reality. Roy doesn’t let his friends manipulate him but he likes to listen to their point of views. Sometimes he lets them influence him when he feels it’s a good thing, but when their opinions don’t align with his own life credo, he doesn’t follow them. He takes what resonates with him and leaves the rest for others.

Boyfriend - Queen of Wands, IX The Hermit

While the Queen here is a party animal, the Hermit suggests an introverted person. Nobody is just one thing or another, we all combine multiple aspects within us and the same applies to Roy. He might give an outgoing vibe to people and to a certain degree he truly loves to be around his sweetheart. However, dating someone doesn’t mean to be glued to that person and Roy knows it. His special person might often accept that Roy needs some private alone time for himself when he doesn’t want to be disturbed, simply to sort his thoughts and relax, to listen to his own thoughts rather than the other people’s chatter. His sweetheart needs to respect it.

Lover - 6 of Cups, 5 of Pentacles

There’s a certain innocence and even an aspect of childishness in Roy’s cards for the lover role. I can see there might be some unresolved issues from his childhood, still affecting him today. Maybe his parents’ relationship was far from perfect and Roy developed intimacy issues and isn't ready to accept the blessing of physical love to the full extent just yet. The person on 5 of Pentacles card is clearly presented with abundance but they can’t see it because they are in a state where they look inside of their soul.

Husband - VII The Chariot, 7 of Wands

I can see a husband role might be a challenging one for Roy. He might even feel cornered if he’s somewhat pushed towards marriage. He sees it as something that requires a high amount of responsibility and training. He feels like he needs to practise dating still and he’s not ready to be the husband any partner would need.

One-Night-Stand - Knight of Pentacles, 4 of Swords

Right… That’s a pretty clear no from Roy when it comes to random love affairs. It’s no surprise when he’s not really comfortable with the sexual aspect of a relationship. Knight of Pentacles is the slowest moving knight in the deck and to highlight the reluctance of Roy to engage in one night stands, we have someone literally frozen in an icy coffin.

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summary : after waking up from anesthesia, you're faced with a handsome stranger... who might not be all that unfamiliar after all

genre : fluff, kinda angst, kun x afab!reader tws : language, mentions of surgery (not specified for what), hospital/doctors environment author notes : she a wolf she a beauty and a beast she a wolf word count : 1.6k

you blinked a couple times, the fluorescent lights momentarily impairing your vision. a hand came up to block them, shielding you as you adjusted. 

“it’ll be a little bright,” a woman’s voice echoed in your hollow mind. “you’ll be a bit sensitive for a while.” 

you turned your head, a croaked groan leaving your lips. “my arm hurts.” 

“it’s from the IV, we’ll give you something to take home with you for all the pain.” she smiled, running her gloved hand along the tape and checking your veins color. “i’m going to check your vitals one last time and go grab your guardian, okay?”

you swallowed, nodding but not hearing what she had been explaining after. however, she was a nurse, so you believed her. 

she took her time to check you over, making sure that everything was normal enough for a post-operation patient. your vision, hearing, blood pressure, heart rate and breathing. and by how long it took (which was only a couple minutes in reality) you were convinced she not only had double, but triple-checked. 

you could remember the moment before you were put under, but everything else was still a little hazy, as if it was a dream. you could barely even think about anything other than what was right in front of your face. 

she had asked you to confirm your last name and date of birth, the hesitation making her stifle a smile. 

“i’m going to go get him now,” she took her stethoscope off, hanging it around her neck like a snake would. “it’ll only take a minute, okay?” 

“who?” you had asked, too late as she was already out of the room. you must’ve spaced out, trying to conjure up in your mind who she was talking about. “who are you getting?” 

you stared at the wooden door for what felt like forever, contemplating what to tell the nurse when she came back with someone you’d never met. 

you bit your lip, fidgeting with your fingers and picking at the skin until the door finally opened again. 

your eyebrows came together, a familiar sense washing over you. you looked over the man at her side, and you swear you had to clench your teeth to keep your mouth from falling open; he was the most beautiful person you’d ever laid eyes on. 

you know to each their own, but you wanted him to be your own. you couldn’t stomach the thought of another girl perceiving him even though as far as you knew you’d never seen him before. i mean, how could you forget such a face? 

he had a bright smile plastered to his god-awfully-pretty features. he glanced down at the nurse. “she looks confused,” he laughed. “has she not fully recovered from the anesthesia?” 

she hugged the clipboard in her hands close to her chest. “not yet it seems, she asked who i was getting earlier. it should wear off—we had to give her a slightly higher dose.” 

so, she did hear you but, chose to ignore you? that was cruel, however a laugh threatened to escape your throat… maybe it was the hyper amount of drugs you were on. 

maybe she hasn’t actually gone and got him (whoever he was) yet, maybe she had grabbed another nurse; a doctor; an anesthesiologist. but he didn’t look like a doctor, or anything of the sort, clothed regularly. he looked smart, but in other senses—non-medical. 

nonetheless, you couldn’t help feeling like you knew him. somewhere in the back of your mind you knew you could conjure up his name, and you cursed yourself for forgetting someone so beautiful. 

the nurse came back over to you after washing her hands, pulling the rolling stool up to your bed. 

you leaned in. “how do i know him?” 

she laughed again, but it wasn’t funny to you. you were starting to feel distressed, stupid even, because even she couldn’t understand how you’d forgotten him. she leaned in whispering. “your husband.” 

shocked was the simplest word you could’ve used.

“this might bruise, but it’ll go away within a couple days. and, your memory will come back within the hour, okay?” she started to remove the covers from your body, your bare legs on display. “and, you can change back into your regular clothes now, i’ll step out.” she turned to the man. “just let me know when she’s ready and we’ll go over the post procedure process, and schedule her a follow-up appointment.” 

“okay, sounds good.” he smiled as the nurse began exiting the room. “thank you.” 

the clicking of the door rang out against the silence, and you swallowed the lump in your throat. your eyes must’ve been wide, eyebrows confused as you looked him over again. 

“my what?” you finally spewed out. 

“husband, y/n.” he smiled, walking over to you. “we got married two months ago. i’m a little hurt that you forgot the best day of my life.” 

“i-i,” you began, watching as he picked your clothes up off the side table. “i don’t need help.” 

“yes, ma’am.” he seemed a little taken aback, obviously amused. “whatever you want, love.” 

you groaned as you willed your legs over the side. you were still a little skeptical, but it was starting to come back to you; how could you actually forget? 

there was a feeling inside telling you that you’d been with him way longer than the two months, and his presence was starting to jog your memories—maybe that was the trick to getting them back. him. your presumed husband. 

despite feeling determined too, you couldn’t even stand up, stumbling back over when you tried. he flinched towards you, but stopped himself, obviously wanting to respect your prior direction. 

you didn’t want to give in—still a little uncomfortable with the whole thing. you wanted to make him turn around, but you feared it was him that would be doing all the work in a couple of seconds. mind over matter though, right?

the bed let out a loud crack when you tried to stand again, this time he wouldn’t (couldn’t) stand back and watch. 

“i’m sorry,” he whispered, coming in front of you and grabbing your arms. “just let me help you.” 

you bit your lip, being raised by his strong, yet gentle grip. “i promise there’s nothing to worry about.” 

you nodded, feeling a sense of relief at his touch—one you didn’t know you could feel for him. “o-okay.” 

“can you stand on your own now?” he asked, carefully letting go of your skin, but keeping them close in case you started to tip. 

once he made sure you could, he reached down to your knees, holding the hem of the hospital-gown. you took his forearm within your fingers, non-verbally telling him to stop. your stomach was turning, but you trusted him? a feeling you don’t know where it came from. 

“if i close my eyes, will that be better?” he glanced at you, soft eyes catching your perplexed ones. “i’ll do whatever you need, y/n.” 

you nodded again, not really sure what to say. how would he know what he was doing with closed eyes? how could he feel so strongly towards you that he was prepared to do anything? but, he did as promised, fingers accidentally grazing your torso when he dragged the fabric up. 

the touch, however, sent you reeling, and suddenly you could remember a little over 6 months ago when he proposed. the night you cried like a baby, the man of your dreams down on one knee in front of you. 

the whole situation was also now starting to get on your nerves. why’d you forget? why’d it all start coming back with his lingering touch? why’d you have to get a case of amnesia? why couldn’t you just remember? you really wanted to. 

he kept his eyes closed, reaching to the clothes and feeling for your shirt. he found it, holding it up. “right way?” he asked. you hummed in response, helping it over your head. this time, as he adjusted the hem, his hands held your waist, twisting the fabric. but, it reminded you of further back, when you made him slow dance with you on the second date—even before you’d ever kissed—your arms draped around his neck, bodies swaying in a gentle rhythm.

you remember enough to know how you felt about him. you remember enough to know you loved him eternally. 

“kun…” his eyes shot open, hands stilling in their spot. “i’m sorry.” 

he grabbed you further. “why?” he asked, genuinely confused by your apology. you had nothing to be sorry for, he was only joking when he said he was hurt by your medically-caused amnesia. it happens. he knew you’d never be able to really forget him. “why are you sorry, my love?” 

you put your arms around his neck, embracing him in a tight hug. a long overdue hug. you pulled your head away, feeling a shiver down your spine when his hands stroked along it soothingly. you kissed the side of his mouth, causing a gentle smile. 

“i didn’t mean t-to. i forg—“ 

“don’t apologize.” he interrupted. “you remember now.” 

how could you ever really forget? 

“yeah,” you laughed. “it’s all coming back to me.” 

he pressed his lips to yours, and you urgently recognized fine-details that you’d engrained to memory. little things about him and your life that you could never discard as irrelevant—everything about him was relevant to you. you loved him, and part of love meant knowing it all. knowing the gorgeous and down-right nasty about each other, but still seeing them in the same light. and, you’d already learned everything about him, as he did you, vowing to commit your life to each other; and the next one, and the next one. forever and ever. for better or for worse. through sickness and health, poverty and wealth. 

‘till death do us part. 

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NITROUS | xdj

ღ pairing: xiaojun x fem!reader

ღ word count: 1.8k

ღ genre: fluff, angst

ღ warnings: pet names (babe, baby, love), slight mentions of infidelity but it doesn’t get followed through

ღ rating: pg-13, still mdni

ღ networks: @k-vanity @k-library

ღ summary: xiaojun is head over heels in love with you. You bring out the best in him compared to his friends and every other thing in his life until he meets someone else, making him paranoid as they also makes him feel the same way and your feelings become cold towards him.

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“God, finding someone these days is so difficult,” Yangyang huffed. "Everyone isn’t entertaining enough to talk to, or they expect lavish gifts after the first meeting,” Hendery backpacked off of what Yangyang said. Kun and Sicheng hummed in agreement. “It must be nice having someone!” Ten looked at Xiaojun, and the other boys' eyes followed as they all stared at him.

Xiaojun couldn’t help but laugh. “Maybe you shouldn’t complain. Just talk to someone,” he teased and stretched his arms out. "I feel bad for you, fellas. Having a partner is the best thing ever. Having someone to go home to and spoil, nothing could ever top it,” he sighed happily.

“Way to stay nonchalant about it,” Kun huffed as Xiaojun couldn’t help but laugh. Xiaojun checked the time and sighed. “Well, I’m gonna head home now,” He smiled, taking out his wallet and putting some cash on the table. “That should cover my part,” He stood up and said his goodbyes before taking off to your home that you shared.

“I’m home!” he announced as he walked through the doors and smiled when he saw you on the couch. He jumped to the spot next to you and smiled. “God, I love you,” he kissed you as you giggled at him. “You’re excited to see me,” you kissed him back as he smiled against your lips.

“I just love you, and I’m so lucky to have you,” he sighed happily as he pulled away. "Let’s go to bed; it’s late,” he stood up, putting his hand out for yours. You took it and smiled at him, walking to the bedroom with him as he laid you down and cuddled up next to you. “I love you, Xiaojun,” you smiled at him as he smiled back.

You were really helplessly in love with each other. His embrace was all that you wanted to come home to. When he went out with friends, you were always excited for him to come home and be excited to see you. Each kiss was always soft and loving. Xiaojun felt the same way. You made him a better person. He feels as if his heart beats for you.

When Xiaojun went out with friends, all he could do was brag about you and how much you meant to him, about the gifts that he was buying you, and where he was taking you for a special date. That’s why you worked. You always felt the same for each other, and if it ever felt like a change happened, you would talk to one another, never shutting the other out.

Xiaojun looked over at you, curled up on the couch. “Hey baby, I’m going to go out with the guys tonight.” He stood up and gave you a quick kiss as you smiled at him. “Have fun, love.” You smiled at him as he left, heading to Yangyang’s place.

He opened the door to see everyone else waiting for him. “Where are we going tonight?” Sicheng spoke up. There’s a new place that opened a few blocks away.” Ten looked over, studying faces to see what they thought of the idea. "Sure,” Xiaojun shrugged, not caring where they went. "I think being nearby is the best, and then we could walk home.” Kun looked at them; he always thought about the future for everyone.

They walked over as a group and opened the door, quickly finding a spot at the bar that gave them enough room to sit together. “Wow, Xiaojun, that girl down there is eyeing you,” Ten teased as he shook his head. “Don’t care,” Xiaojun shrugged and ordered himself a drink as they began talking about their day.

Even though Xiaojun preferred his time with you, he enjoyed his weekly hangout with his friends to talk about life. Xiaojun tried to listen to the guys, but he could only feel the stares of the woman from across the bar. Xiaojun watched as the bartender placed a drink in front of him. “I didn’t order this,” he looked at the bartender as she shrugged and pointed to the end of the bar. “She ordered it for you,” He looked her way.

He wouldn’t lie and say she wasn’t attractive, but he still didn’t want to accept the drink. “You can give it to someone else,” he looked back at the bartender as Hendery spoke up. I’ll take it,” he put his hand out as Xiaojun passed it down. “All yours,” he sighed and finished his drink.

He felt a tap on his shoulder and looked at the woman out of the corner of his eye. “I have a girlfriend,” he said. I just wanted to know why you gave your drink to someone else,” she playfully huffed as he turned to look at her. His heart started to skip the same beat as it did for you.

He swallowed harshly as he tried to look away. His brain kept telling him not to entertain any of this random, beautiful woman’s questions, but he couldn’t help it. “I have a girlfriend, and it seemed wrong of me to accept a drink from another woman.” He scratched the back of his neck.

Kun watched him from a distance, keeping his eye out for whatever actions she was trying to pull. He was so worried about the girl that he didn’t even notice the way Xiaojun looked lost in thought as he listened to her. Kun got up from his chair and walked over to pat Xiaojun on the back.

He looked up at the elder as Kun smiled down at him. “I think it’s getting late; we should go,” Kun raised an eyebrow at him, and Xiaojun nodded, realizing what he meant. “Can I get your number?” she asked him quickly, and Xiaojun shook his head. “No, it was nice to speak to you tonight, but I truthfully hope I don’t run into you again,” he walked out with Kun.

“Dude.” Kun stared at him as Xiaojun swallowed. “I kept it friendly, I promise,” He looked panicked as he spoke. “I say forget about it, don’t tell Y/N,” Yangyang spoke up as Kun seemed to agree. “Absolutely, keep this a secret until you die,” Sicheng spoke up. Xiaojun nodded, taking everyone’s advice. “Well, I’m going to go home now,”

They all said night to each other before going their ways. He opened the door carefully. He walked straight to the bedroom as he didn’t see you on the couch. He saw the lamp in the corner turned on, giving the room just enough light for him to see you curled up.

He couldn’t help but smile as he climbed into bed next to you. Placing a gentle kiss on your lips. His mind was focused on you now; he couldn’t even remember that’s girls name, so even though he felt his heartbeat skip to the same rythym as when he saw you, it didn’t matter. You were his, and he didn’t care about her.

He shut his eyes as he turned over in the bed, falling asleep to the sound of you breathing. He tried to stay asleep but couldn’t as he tried to get comfortable. His mind lost on what could’ve caused him to feel a certain way for that girl. She didn't matter to him, he just hated how he couldn't figure out why he felt himself react the way he did. He heard his phone buzz on the nightstand, lighting up the room. He reached over and picked up his phone.

His eyes widened, and he saw that the girl from the bar messaged him from his Instagram. His heart was beating out of his chest as he stared at the message. She was bold to even follow his account, let alone message him. His Instagram was basically a page dedicated to you. Everything he posted had you somewhere in the photo.

He couldn’t help himself though, sending a few messages here and there. He kept it strictly friendly and didn’t want much more to be taken as another way for her to interpret. He tried his best to hide it from you, not knowing what he could say. He felt wrong, but he didn’t think that he was saying anything wrong.

You held your breath with his actions lately. You knew something was up with him, the way he’s been hiding his phone, turning off notifications, and the one that pissed you off the most— his screen lighting up underneath the sheets. You didn’t want to confront him. You didn’t want to believe anything it was true. It wasn't like the simple arguments in the past.

You tried to bite your tongue and play it off as if you didn’t know. Maybe you were overthinking. Xiaojun slowly kept his distance, sensing something was off with you. He didn’t know how to confront it. It wasn’t like before, when you’d tell him, or you both would explain to one another. He was hiding something but didn’t want to admit to it.

The way you were acting made him think you were aware of what he was doing. You must’ve seen him texting her, or maybe you saw that she started following him. He really didn’t know how to tell you, but he hated the way he was being shut out. He loved you so much and didn’t want this to happen between the two of you.

He kept letting the guilt build up until he couldn’t take it. “Y/N?” He looked over at you as you hummed in response. He tossed his phone on the side of you. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I promise nothing happened other than those messages. I should’ve shut her down, but I didn’t. I kept everything friendly because I liked talking to her, but I didn’t mean anything more than what I said to her.” He rambled as you scrolled through, reading each message.

“This is all that you were hiding?” You raised an eyebrow as he nodded. You nodded to yourself and swallowed. “I’m sorry,” He stared at you; he couldn’t read your reaction, and it was freaking him out. “Listen, Xiaojun.” You started and put his phone down. “I’m only upset that you were hiding this. It made me think it was more than just friendly conversation. I don’t care if you decide to be friends with a woman; I only care that you are hiding this from me. That’s why I’ve been so upset.” You looked at him, almost defeated, as you spoke your mind.

“I just miss coming home to you, being loving, and spending time together. That’s why I had to come clean,” He looked at you, nervous you were about to tell him it was over. “I wouldn’t do that, Xiaojun; I am still upset. I just wish you told me before you started hiding it. That’s it.” You looked up at him, trying your best to sound reassuring. He nodded to himself as he sat next to you. “I love you, Xiaojun,” You looked at him as he smiled softly. “I love you too,”

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WAYV As Boyfriends (solo headcanons)

Kun | Ten | Winwin | Xiaojun | Hendery | Yangyang

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Cold is killing me quicker than my finals are. Last week of classes, two weeks of exams up ahead. Artblock hitting, trying to write some stuff but yah I’m in need of rest. So have pictures of my cats. Big grampa kitty was literally sleeping on my feet and my sister took the pic.

Like I straight up want to write something new where there’s uh smut BUT I also make a SFW version cause I love the idea so much it would kinda be a waste. And for those who don’t want to read that stuff but want to read stuff I write. I have to finish my damn WIPs tho. Nearly done with one. Just gotta write that last scene. Would be really funny if I finish that Lu Bu streaking fic either for Christmas or New Year’s. Might set a little goal…

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have been on a posting pause for a minute cause i never know what to post about LOL but out of curiosity, to my weishennies out here, who’s your bias 👀👀 im a ten girlie but hendery is runner up

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Yuxin new mini album omg yay i listened to one song so far i think im gonna give her the edible album time this week. she has always been such a strong dancer that it overshadowed her vocals but i can tell she has put in the work bc her vocals has improved soooo much and i actually really like her voice and im glad shes been hanging out in LA like if she can network and connect w a few good producers shes setting herself up for success

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Misc. groups

After school

Reactions

How they are with first gf

Nana

Gf! Nana

Astro

Rocky

Long night

Clc

Reactions

Fem! Crush coming out

4 minute

Reactions

S.o is a scorpio

Kard

Reactions

Soulmate au

Highlight

Yoseop

Jealousy is poison

Vixx

Reactions

S.o using chopsticks for the first time

Winner

Scenarios

Jealous winner

Mino

Not enough?

2ne1

Reactions

S.o is a Scorpio

S.o is a leo

Nine percent

Reactions

Making s.o feel better

They pass out during practice and you find out

Stood up by crush

Cai Xukun

Let’s meet in the garden

Sonamoo

Reactions

Gf kisses them first

Hearing their s.o’s morning voice

Crush has the same patronus as them

Cuddling with their s.o for the first time

d.ana

girlfriend d.ana

A.C.E

Reactions

S.o is clumsy

Bf wearing feminine clothes

S.o falls asleep on their lap

Matilda

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S.o shows up at fan meet

B1A4

Reactions

Gf bites their neck

Crush lays their head on their lap

Scenarios

How B1A4 would kiss

How they are on dates

Gugudan

Sejeong

Newly weds

BTOB

Minhyuk

Bf! Minhyuk

Ilhoon

Almost family

Weki Meki

Doyeon

Gf! Doyeon

Sei

Single mom Au

Itzy

Reactions

Bf throwing them over their shoulder

AOA

Jimin

Soulmate au

Wjsn

Exy

Pottery

Madly in love

Bona

Gf! Bona

Big bang

Reactions

S.o has a different religion

Scenarios

As types of jealous

Imagines

Loving boyfriend

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[always-a-joyful-note]

Okay but in honour of Artistic Partisan being released on engstars, I'm going to be very self-indulgent and talk about how Hell Screen (source) coded it is. And yes I'm talking about Akutagawa Ryunosuke's short story about the (spoilers to come) painter obsessed with art and his beloved daughter who got sacrificed in all sorts of ways (then died) in order to inspire him to paint a scene of the Buddhist hell at the commission of his shady patron.

I mean, maybe it's just me but I think Artistic Partisan perfectly captures that line between obsessive creation and passionate artistry, flip flopping back and forth as the line "si vis artem, para bellum" (play on the latin "si vis parcem, para bellum" if you want art/peace, prepare for war) is chanted in the midst of it all. Like how could that not capture the artist's desire for eternity, longevity, beauty while also having the both threatening but invoking intense melody that gives it that edge of action and danger? It's so Hellscreen in the way that Hellscreen is a very bleak depiction of the battle that is art (with questionable beauty being produced but a definite masterpiece of expression regardless). Yes, the artist wants to live forever but, be warned, because the world of art is not one of peace. It is filled with blood and sacrifice and battles. Artistic Partisan is the warning song (but also a praise, almost, of art), Hellscreen is the story of the song ignored (but still proof of how war really does create art).

Just....man. They went hard on this one. If you want art, prepare for war indeed.

[loserlvrss]

꒰ 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 ꒱ 黃冠亨

summary : hendery was your bestfriend, and dealer, but one night you start to see clearly through the high

genre : fluff, friends to lovers, hendery x afab!reader, stoner!hendery, slice of life tws : language, drug use (weed), shotgunning, kissing author notes : nct will always be stoners in my mind word count : 1k

the air was still thick with the lingering humidity from the day; so thick that you practically felt like you could slice your hand through it. you even tried a couple times, swearing that you could see a gap from where it had passed. it earned a deep chuckle from the man pressed so close to your side you could feel him inside your skin—or maybe that was the high that made you feel like that. 

you watched as a long puff of smoke expelled from his mouth and nose, reaching so far out into the night sky until it eventually dissipated. he took one more, simulating the same breath as before, then holding the small, half-smoked blunt out for you to take. 

and, you did, feeling a wave of competitiveness wash over you. “hendery, watch this!” you all but shouted (it was barely over a regular speaking voice, but through the silence of the night it echoed off). 

his movements were slow but with purpose as he turned to his side, leaning on his forearm to face you. he hummed, eyes fixed on your lips as they wrapped around the cylinder in preparation to inhale. you felt the familiar burn (it wasn’t your first time getting high—especially not with him) soon after coat your lungs. he had given you your first: first taste, first blunt, first edible, and first dealer all those years ago.

he’d been your friend so long that you had forgotten all the fine details, but he was always there when you needed him to be. 

and, today had been particularly stressful. you had the closing shift, but even at the early morning hours you knew you could get your bestest friend in the whole wide world to come lay out on your deck with you. you also knew he’d bring you stress relief; in the form of himself... and illicit drugs. 

you had forgotten to tell him what to look for—call it a cloudy brain—and when you tried, the smoke poured out of your mouth and right at his face. you watched him fight back with inhaling.

“what was that, y/n?” he laughed again. "a poor attempt at a shotgun?"

you humphed. “shut up. i actually learned a trick! watch carefully.” you finally explained, taking a long drag, and handing it off. he took it and watched as you sat up, blowing the smoke out, swirling the hand that you weren’t leaning on like a wild tornado. it didn’t do anything but make the smoke scatter faster—it especially didn’t do what you had non-verbally promised hendery you learned. 

yet, you lied anyway, exaggerating an excitement. “see! see! did you see that?” you put your hand to your chest proudly. “yeah, i’m pretty awesome… no need to applaud, i know.” 

he hummed again, folding his arms to act as a cushion between his skull and the hardwood. you stared at him for a moment—and he did up at you, too—before his eyes just closed. you gawked at him (the audacity?), grumbling as you fell onto your back again.

you turned on your side, staring at his unsuspecting figure. you watched as his chest rose and fell in rhythm—you even swear you could see each breath he took, and his heart beating gently. he looked... pretty?

you swallowed a chuckle, almost appalled that the thought had even crossed your mind at all. maybe the high really was getting to you; maybe he had brought something new—another first—that would explain the out of character observations.

but still, you noticed. you noticed his sharp jaw, and defined nose. you noticed how his dark hair complimented his clear skin. you noticed how he looked so peaceful, and it made you wonder if he had ever noticed you. you wondered what was going on inside his head right now. was it just zebras jumping through ice cream hills, or was he mostly clear-minded? you even almost asked, breaking the comfortable silence, but you poked his cheek instead.

you continued to dig into his dimple as he cracked a smile. "what the hell?" he asked through a laugh. "what do you want? the blunt? you can use your words, y/n."

you nodded. "yeah, give me it." he reached over his torso, his hand coming into view with the mostly smoked blunt. you took it. "i learned another trick."

his eyebrows rose in curiosity. "oh yeah? if it's anything like your last one, it'll be hard to beat."

you rolled your eyes, taking in a deep breath, and watching the end fizzle away more. you sat up once again, staring down at your bestfriend who kept his attention on you, slightly amused. you ushered for him to sit up too, and for a while he just kept asking you what? until eventually you grabbed at his shirt. he got the hint with another chuckle that for some reason made your stomach twist.

"what is it?" he asked, leaning back on his hands. "if you hold it in any longer you're going to choke."

he was right, and that's why your actions were quick, making you slightly dizzy. you got up onto your knees, leaning into hendery's face—slim cheeks between your forefinger and thumb—and pressing so his lips would part. they did, and you opened yours to let the smoke once again pour out at him. his eyes never did leave yours as he sucked in a shaky breath, the intoxicated stare making you weak.

"poor attempt?" you mocked quietly, lips brushing with feather-light touches; almost as if they were forbidden. and, as you were pulling away, his hand quickly tugged you by the neck back to him, fully connecting the distance.

your eyes closed, your stomach twisting once again. he had always been the first: the first person you got high with. the first person you called your bestfriend. the first person you noticed in a crowded room. and, though he wasn't your first kiss—or boyfriend, frankly—you feared if it went further, he would be the last.

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[saebaragi]

if only I had hyperfixated on nex7 instead...