kiyeons

[kiyeons]

...bye

#🌙 ) mirror.

[kiyeons]

#🌙 ) soundtrack.

[kiyeons]

wooyoung :: the fellowship: beginning of the end japan edition

#its true #🌙 ) mirror.

[kiyeons]

vibe check! *gazes at you tenderly from accross the room*

#🌙 ) musing. #🌙 / ☁️.

[kiyeons]

do NOT offer me a big spoon if you see me with a small one. i know what im fuckin doing

#🌙 ) musing.

[kiyeons]

im developing a new app called tender. its tinder but you have to be nice or you get arrested in real life. please invest in my startup

#🌙 ) musing.

[kiyeons]

i want to meet you in every place i ever loved,

i wish you never had to miss me at all. ⁠— zinaida nikolaevna gippius (tr. by simon karlinsky), life before // keaten henson, small hands // edna st. vincent millay, in letters (1952) // jon ware, i am in eskew

#🌙 ) musing. #🌙 / ☁️.

[kiyeons]

This is my first rodeo actually. What do you call this one? "Horse" huh? Fascinating

#🌙 ) musing.

[kiyeons]

lvminosityy​:

“Fuck you!” Seungho flips Eden off before trudging towards the haunted house. He loved horror movies at least in the daylight and he loved the special effects makeup, but having what appeared to be a real corpse walk up to you in a dark room was a completely different experience than just watching it on screen. He didnt have the security of his own home or the safety of his blanket to hide behind this time. 

He wouldn’t even be in this situation if it wasn’t for Eden. He’d kept running his mouth about how Seungho was too much of a little chicken shit to willingly go in there without someone else. This was about his pride. But the closer he got to the actual haunted house the louder the screams got and the eerie music playing over the speakers wasn’t helping either. 

He knew what to expect- barely lit long hallways with someone jumping out from every corner, but none of that prepared him for what was to come. He only makes it a couple steps in when someone pops out at him with a fake knife. His screams loud enough to break glass. He swears his heart actually stopped for a second. “Fuck…” he mutters and keeps on moving. He has to keep reminding himself that its all fake. Its the only way he’d make it out of this without crying.

Seungho attempts speed walking figuring that if the actors are too slow to notice that hes walking by they just might skip the jump scare. Seemed to work until he got to a room that was especially dark and made it a little difficult for him to really see where he was going. He slows down to let his eyes adjust to the new lighting. Big mistake. He stiffens up when suddenly someones clinging to him. For a second he thinks its one of the actors but he knew theyre not allowed to actually touch guests. That helped relax a bit…until he heard the shrill voice he tries so hard to avoid on a daily basis. 

“Hey get off of me peasant!” he tries shaking the other’s grip. How was it that whenever he found himself in a sticky situation Kiyeon was always making things worse for him? “Find your own way out. I don’t need you slowing me do-” Seungho screams when suddenly a bloody clown sneaks up behind them. He clings to Kiyeons arm. It was instinct and will fight with anyone that said otherwise. 

kiyeon is starting to wonder if maybe the stranger’s been petrified by fear until he hears their voice and, in a strike of divine misfortune, he recognizes it as seungho’s. what did kiyeon ever do to deserve this? had he been some horrible person in his past life and now this was his punishment? why wasn’t he just reincarnated into a bug instead?

“fuck you too!” he cries out, not taking too well to being referred to as a peasant. like, maybe he is, but seungho isn’t allowed to acknowledge that of all people. “you’re the one just standing the middle o-- oh my god--” a matching scream tears itself out of his throat when the most horrific clown he’s ever seen suddenly takes a bite out of his arm-- oh, wait, that’s just seungho suddenly grabbing his arm like a constrictor snake. kiyeon jerks back from the clown, but he’s not used to trying to run away with a whole second person attached to him. “move!” he lurches forward blindly, choosing the path on the right whether seungho likes it or not. ominous music and laughter follow them in, growing louder and louder with each pounding footstep kiyeon takes, and he swears, if this is a dead end--

“now you’re the one who needs to let go, jerk!” he shakes the arm in seungho’s grip, even if he almost stumbles on his feet in the process. if seungho’s going to play hanging door monkey, then he’s going to have to help with something. but unfortunately the rage distracts kiyeon long enough that he doesn’t see the dead end coming. kiyeon walks right into it face-first and lets out a pained squeak, whirling around with a hand clutching at his forehead. “seungho, i swear, just tell me where we’re supposed t- to-- oh n- nonono!” the clown has apparently followed them all the way here, and it’s approaching from the other end of the corridor with rolling smoke and a fake crackle of thunder. “take him instead,” kiyeon shrieks, using his trapped arm as leverage to brandish seungho in front of him like a body shield.

#IM CRYING #writing them feels like putting 2 sims in a locked room and taking away all of the doors and windows #🌙 ) thread. #🌙 ) thread / seungho.

[kiyeons]

sinceseonjae:

@kiyeons ! 

the bonfire’s been raging for awhile now, flames dancing a brilliant orange against the sand, shimmering embers trailing up into the dark sky that outlines the horizon of the ocean. he’s been caught in-between watching them catch wind and float up up and away, until the embers cool and they lose their shimmer against the night, and to kiyeon’s face right next to him. 

he watches the way the light dances across his features, those slopes of his face that he’s been taking his time to commit to memory these days. it feels a little surreal, performing all of these shows on tour, now having kiyeon back by his side, it feels like his past and his present and his future have all come together in an unexpected collision that seonjae couldn’t have ever dreamed for. but now that he has it─ he’s been taking as much advantage of it that he possibly could. 

so he’s taken to memorizing the way kiyeon looks at all times of day, now. it’s filling in the memory that over time had fuzzed over, like the edges of a book frayed with use, had been smudged, missing a few pages. now it’s a new book, and every day, seonjae can remember a new way to make kiyeon laugh, now, the way he looks in the mornings when they catch each other at the hotel before they both have to go where they’re needed, those silly, blurry selfies they send back and forth when they can manage it in-between the dozens of other messages they’ve been sending, too. 

knee bouncing, he reaches over to tug gently at the fabric of kiyeon’s shirt, a soft, warm smile on his face. 

“do you want to go down to the water?” it’s outlined by a glittering of excitement in his eyes, a lingering of his hand near kiyeon’s, wanting to take hold. 

suddenly, i hear your voice, goes the song ribboned around kiyeon’s brain. suddenly, i hear your voice. i get lost because i see someone who looks like--

this time, though, he feels seonjae first. at the tug, kiyeon pulls his gaze away from the glittering fire with a hum, gaze landing on seonjae just in time to hear his question. “the water?” he raises an eyebrow in pretend-suspicion, but there’s a smile already threatening to break out over his face. he can feel the warmth of seonjae’s hand near his, one subtle movement away from taking into his own again. the bark of the log they’re sitting on, he thinks idly, feels a little like the grainy stone railing of that bridge they’d crossed in manila, and the firelight looks a little like the lamplight they’d stood under just halfway past, and there's seonjae in the middle of it all, well within his reach just like he'd been that night.

“sure.” the smile finally comes. “everything’s getting kind of loud, isn’t it?”

he stands, and he has to stop himself from holding out a hand to seonjae by catching it with his other one and pressing it to his own stomach. the ongoing crackle of the fire, the music and the chatter all remind him not here, not now. it’s a little unfair, how long time has been asking him to wait. it was seven years at first, and now all of this waiting in between rehearsals and shows and meetings just to have a fleeting few moments together, all of the waiting he’s done all day just to be able to have this.

this, soon. he steps away from the bonfire first, slow to wait for seonjae, and takes the lead down to the water because it’s going to be harder to resist if seonjae’s hand is right there again. he keeps his eyes on the waves, like orpheus fixed forward, until he comes close enough for the water to brush his toes.

he glances over his shoulder. seonjae’s still there. “beaches don’t really look like these back home, do they?”

#🌙 ) thread. #🌙 ) thread / seonjae.

[kiyeons]

@thatsohkai,

there’s been a song stuck in his head all week, tumbling around the echo chamber of his skull like the wash cycle. i hear your voice, it goes. i’m getting lost because i see someone who looks like you.

this many shows into the tour, a song was bound to get stuck in his mind eventually, but why did it have to be one that was so horribly catchy? why did it have to be one that feels strangely touchy despite the fact that he’s never had a breakup like the singer’s weaving this song out of, like he should be picturing someone in the water as the lyrics flit through his brain?

kiyeon sure as hell doesn’t know, but that doesn’t stop the song from looping relentlessly anyway, and he’s so focused on his struggle with the rap section that he doesn’t realize he’s been singing out loud, practically serenading the ocean.

“even though i know you’re a dragonfly that can’t be kept in a box,” he shouts to the dark water, fumbling on the dragonfly. he sways back, leaning into the motion that ends up being a half of a turn--and that’s when he notices that someone else is standing there on the sand with him. “hello,” he says, squinting at them. they look weirdly familiar, though the poor lighting from the bonfire a fair distance away from them and the lingering mekhong on his tongue make it difficult to pinpoint their exact identity. kiyeon defaults to a guileless smile. “can i help you?”

#🌙 ) thread. #🌙 ) thread / kai. #lmk if theres anything youd like me to change!!

[kiyeons]

@ofhyejin,

the water laps coolly over kiyeon’s bare feet and ankles as he makes his way slowly down the beach, keeping a careful eye on the ever-shifting spots of color on the surf and trusting that hyejin would catch anything he’s missed. “i’m looking for something called a junonia shell. i think you’d know it once you see it. it’s supposed to look like the spots of a giraffe, but they spiral around.” and on the rare side of just randomly finding on a whim at the beach, but kiyeon’s been working on his optimism lately, and he’s sure that with hyejin’s help, their odds are going to be a little better...even if the afternoon light is fading fast, just in time for the bonfire. his makeshift collection bag, a little paper bag he’d been given when he bought mangoes earlier that day, is starting to feel promisingly heavy with the number of shells he’s collected so far. surely he doesn’t need this many to make something for his sister, but he thinks he can find other uses for them. at least one’s going to go towards hyejin, and kiyeon’s already vowing to use the most perfect one in return for her helping him on this...questionable, self-assigned quest.

“i read that they come from little snails that live on the ocean floor, so that’s why they’re so rare,” he admits, “but if we find one, i’m putting it on a necklace for you. or a bracelet? or...an anklet?” would that be comfortable? “anyway, then you can brag about having the rarest shell in the world--or i guess you could just sell it...”

his thought tapers off when he spots a whorl pattern half lodged into the sand right by hyejin’s foot, his heart leaping. “wait, there! by your right foot, what’s that one?” it could just be one of the hundreds of sundial shells scattered around, but the tide is starting to rush back in and if it washes it away, then they’ll never know. kiyeon darts forward with a small noise, planting himself between hyejin and the sea in an attempt to block the water from sweeping the shell away completely.

#aaaa im sorry im in a rambly mood tonight but you dont have to match length or anything TT #🌙 ) thread / hyejin. #🌙 ) thread.

[kiyeons]

@totaehwi,

the existence of (formal capitalization implied) The Cave had been something kiyeon overheard during a conversation between a few locals and other foreigners at the market earlier that day. from the bits he understood through the three-way language barrier, there was apparently a certain cave at the end of the very beach that the bonfire was being held at that night. this cave was either cursed or intriguing -- kiyeon’s limited vocabulary hadn’t allowed him to translate the word properly, but both were compelling enough for him to set aside some time before the bonfire to go looking for it. the whole reason he’d pushed himself into going on the tour -- apart from it being a job requirement, of course -- was to “broaden his horizons” like his sister was telling him to all the time, but spending all of this time in venues and hotel rooms and busy cities turned out to feel like a different kind of adventure than he’d come to expect. 

but a mysterious and possibly cursed cave, just waiting to be found? that sounded more like it.

as soon as he’s actually staring down the mouth of the cave, however, he’s quickly reminded that he has very limited experience with cave exploration outside of that one horror movie about being stuck in a cave. all he has is a measly flashlight -- he hadn’t even remembered to bring batteries -- decent sneakers, and his wallet, which meant that the only map he technically had was the one tucked in there, torn in half, and not even of thailand. what if he somehow gets lost? what if there are biologically forsaken creatures down here too?

yet kiyeon walks in anyway. the flashlight beam is strong, but he doesn’t think it’s strong enough to reach the end of the cave, because it just illuminates complete darkness. heart pounding in his throat, he takes another step in, and then-- his flashlight beam lands on something. someone? kiyeon gasps, the sound echoing sharply against the rocks, quickly drowned out by the much louder, nearly thunderous crack of his flashlight slipping out of his hand and hitting the ground.

#🌙 ) thread. #🌙 ) thread / taehwi. #owo your url makes the header look like a letter opening

[kiyeons]

@ofdohyun,

what is long, has no arms, but has either three long, spindly legs or a tail split into thirds? kiyeon has absolutely no idea, but it looks pretty fucking ungodly and something he thinks he might have a nightmare about later. it’s a slip in the water, a chance sighting when a sliver of moonlight happens to break free through the clouds at the right moment to illuminate the surface of the ocean -- just a few seconds, before the clouds shift and the sky darkens again and he loses track of where it was in the water. 

kiyeon instinctively takes an uneasy step away from the shoreline, only to bump arms with dohyun next to him. sure, he and dohyun hadn’t had the most...ideal first meeting, but they’ve been on this tour together long enough that dohyun would believe him about this, right?

“dohyun. dohyun.” kiyeon feels the need to whisper like it’s some kind of secret. “um, don’t freak out, i swear i’m not trying to scare you,” again, goes the unspoken addendum, “but did you see that giant thing that was just moving in the water?” he points to where he last saw it, unsure if dohyun had happened to be glancing the same way at the same time.

and if he’s subtly trying to put himself on dohyun’s other side, like he’s afraid of some kind of creature leaping out of the water and halfway up the beach where the bonfire was, well-- kiyeon tactfully doesn’t acknowledge it.

#🌙 ) thread. #🌙 ) THREAD / DOHYUN. #why is my tag for him in caps.... #a remnant of the screaming from their first thread maybe T_T

[kiyeons]

@lvminosityy,

the sign in front of the house had read hell house -- or so someone had translated for kiyeon, anyway. perched just far enough in the outskirts of the theme park for the screams of the people inside to be audible and snag kiyeon’s attention, he’d entered with the intent of taking some notes on the special effects makeup.

except he loses the capacity to take notes within ten seconds of stepping inside. actually, he loses the capacity for a single rational thought as soon as he’s chased out of the vestibule by a shrieking ghost actor, all of them having simply left his body in the same breath as his answering scream of terror.

and now he’s here. he’s in--some kind of maze area decorated to look like an old, cursed library, which honestly makes no narrative sense because why is there a maze in a house!, and he’s pretty sure that there’s another actor prowling the corridors ready to scare the shit out of him if he lingers too long. kiyeon picks the left path on a whim, practically running to get away from the haunting sounds of a woman crying behind him. he runs face-first into someone’s back and almost sobs in gratitude when he doesn’t feel any fake blood or goo or prosthetics. it’s too dark to tell properly, but he’s pretty sure that means this is another guest, and he’s so relieved that he doesn’t realize he’s got a death grip on the back of their shirt. “sorry, are you a normal person? i- i mean-- are you--” he’s cut off by another wail somewhere behind them. kiyeon’s voice becomes rushed, desperate. “oh my god, do you know the way out of this area?”

#🚬 #🌙 ) thread. #🌙 ) thread / seungho.

[kiyeons]

aaa this time im not missing this event!! im temporarily putting non-event threads on pause to get some event threads going, so pls like this if you’d like a random event starter ORRRR choose ur own adventure under the cut and comment a muse & number if you want a specific one :>!!

1. at some beach, muse and kiyeon arrive, expecting to see the bonfire...only to realize that they went to the wrong beach. thankfully, the right one is within walking distance, and the sun’s just starting to set, so maybe they can take their time getting there?

2. at the bonfire, muse hears someone singing pretty badly along to one of their songs. oh, that’s kiyeon. he’s a little tipsy, but that’s not stopping him from valiantly trying to perform muse’s part of the song for...the ocean?

3. at the bonfire, muse and kiyeon are pretty sure they just saw something moving in the water, but it’s too dark to see. they should get closer, maybe light a torch? or try to get a better vantage point on those rocks?

4. at the bonfire, kiyeon is trying to collect shells to fashion into a necklace for his sister. if muse helps, he’ll make them one too.

5. at the bonfire, muse and kiyeon are trying to toast some seafood on a stick, but clearly neither of them are very experienced in it, because something of theirs accidentally catches on fire.

6. at a theme park, kiyeon’s competing with muse to win the last giant plushie at a little game stall. the game’s definitely rigged, but this is a matter of pride.

7. at a theme park, muse and kiyeon enter a haunted house attraction separately but come out clutching each other for dear life.

#🌙 ) ooc. #i was not sure if i should tag this :o #iftour:event

[kiyeons]

lvminosityy:

Seungho rolls his eyes. He’s seconds away from telling Kiyeon that all that was in the past and to move the hell on. But then again, Seungho isn’t the right person to preach about not holding grudges when his grudge against Kiyeon was the source of any animosity between them. Before he could even defend himself, someone else had interjected. 

He looks to the side, the couple right next to them looking happy as ever. Must be nice. However both Kiyeon and Seungho probably sported the same stunned look. It’s one thing to act like a couple in front of a waiter that would only come by in short intervals. It’s a completely different challenge having to keep their ruse up in front a couple the entire night. 

Shit.

Seungho fakes the best smile he could muster. “Six.” Seungho corrects. Taking full advantage of any opportunity to embarrass Kiyeon. “I guess five though if you don’t count the first year we were together. It was pretty rough on us.” He explains, then leans closer to the guests to his side like hes about to tell them a secret. “But we’ve worked through his sex addiction.” he says in a hushed tone. 

“Right baby?” Seungho winks at Kiyeon.  

kiyeon should’ve known better than to lean on that rat to help. six years? it's barely even possible for them to talk for six seconds! he stews darkly on his own mistake, trying not to react to seungho’s obvious bait, but his head snaps up as soon as he catches wind of what seungho leans over to the other couple say, an odd, strained sound scraping out of his throat.

"honey! i didn’t know you were ready to talk about that,” kiyeon exclaims with a forced little chuckle. oh, if it was socially acceptable to lunge across the table and grab seungho by the collar and shake the answers to all of kiyeon’s questions out of him -- namely, what is your problem? -- then kiyeon would’ve been out of his seat minutes ago. but it seems like he’s been forced to find an alternate response.

“we even ended up having to bring a sex therapist on to help,” he tells the couple with a sigh, silently apologizing to their confused and mildly perturbed faces. “that addiction was no joke, and things were even worse with his...performance issues. but we just needed patience, didn’t we?” he smiles at seungho lovingly. adoringly, even. “i had to remind him so many times that we’d make it, that i’d love him no matter what, even if we could never...you know, again.” like a cherry on top, he reaches across the table to curl their fingers together, tightly. “i’m just so glad i get to be sitting here with you today.” he can see the server heading for them again, so he picks up the menu with his free hand, mostly to hide the distressed pinch of his mouth. “do you know what you’re going to order yet, babe?”

#do i tag this as #tw nsfw #im crying #🌙 ) thread. #🌙 ) thread / seungho.