#monsta x soulmate au

[jae-bummer]

The Color of Love

Request: If you're still accepting requests with that prompt list, I'd absolutely love to request 11/soulmate au with Jooheon if possible! 🥺 There are never enough MX fics, especially not adorable fluffy ones!

Prompt:

11) Soulmate AU

Pairing: Monsta X Jooheon x Reader

Genre: Fluff

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Every love story was different, but always held the same three characteristics.

It could be ANYONE. Literally any person you pass on the street could be your soulmate. Didn't feel tiny in the expansive universe already?

It could happen at ANY time. Fifth grade math lesson? Accidental shoulder check at the grocery store? Awkward doctor's appointment? There was no telling where love would rear its ugly head.

Love in this new age? It always started with a burst of color.

"All I could see was this bright green going from my hand down my forearm," your best friend, Mina, rushed out excitedly. "It almost made me drop the weight I was holding."

"That's great, babe," you smiled, trying to be happy for her. "Who is the lucky guy?"

"His name is Hajoon," she continued dreamily. "I guess he'd seen me at the gym before but was too scared to say anything. Isn't that adorable?"

You would probably be going to Hell for not being over the moon for your best friend, but it was hard when you were still waiting.

Society put such an emphasis on finding your soulmate, it was impossible to think of much else. Going about your day, you tried to pay attention to who you brushed past or made casual physical contact with. That's how you would know.

When you touched your soulmate, color would bloom across your skin at the point of impact.

"Super cute," you sighed, avoiding eye contact. "So he saw you start to struggle and saved the day by spotting you?"

"Mhm," she hummed. "As soon as his fingers touched the back of my hand, it was like someone threw dye onto our arms. It was the craziest thing!"

"Sounds beautiful," you nodded, giving your best effort at a smile.

Clocking your failed attempts at support, Mina smiled sadly in return. "It's going to happen for you soon. I can feel it."

"Can you pass some of that feeling to me?" you grumbled. "I'd prefer not to ruin such a big day for my best friend."

"Hush," she cooed, wrapping an arm around you. "You haven't ruined anything. Sour mood or not, I have some good news."

"What's that?"

"Hajoon works for an entertainment company," she nodded. "He's an executive-"

"Cute AND rich?" you teased. "That IS some excellent news for you."

Smacking at your leg, Mina continued. "He asked if I wanted to go to a concert put on by his work. We have plans to meet up after, but do you want to go to the concert with me? He said I could bring a friend while he's working backstage on things."

"Why not?" you sighed. "Maybe I'll get elbowed in the crowd and accidentally find my soulmate."

"That's the spirit!"

.

A few days later, you allowed Mina to get you dressed up, acting as her doll for the night. You could admit that you were going through the motions as you followed her to the venue. Determined to make sure it was a good night for her, you put on as bright of a smile as you could when she handed you a light stick.

"The group is called Monsta X," she instructed. "They have six members, and their music is really exciting."

"Got it," you nodded, positive you had listened to their songs before. "Who's my favorite?"

"Not Hyungwon," she grinned. "He's my favorite."

"Point him out to me so I know to stay clear," you chuckled.

"We also have a high touch after," she said brightly, tugging you through the crowd.

"High touch," you confirmed, searching your brain for what exactly that meant. "Can't wait."

"You're going to have fun," Mina said slowly, looking over her shoulder at you. "I promise."

And she was right, the show was a blast. You had never experienced a live concert like Monsta X's before. The energy of the crowed literally radiated through your body. You were right that you had heard some of their music before and sang along to all of the songs you knew. Being lost in the crowd that was all feeling the same electricity was incredible. It's like you were one giant, synchronous being.

After the show, you were a bit flustered from all the activity, nearly forgetting you had a chance to meet the idols before leaving (yes, you did break down and ask Mina what exactly a high touch was). Allowing her to once again navigate you to where you needed to be, it wasn't long before you were thrust in front of the very men you had been howling at only minutes before.

Pushing you in front of her, Mina pointed to the first member facing your way for the high touch. "That's Hyungwon."

Assessing him, you could easily see why he was her favorite. Handsome was an understatement, this man was ethereal. "Yeeaah he is."

"Y/N," your friend giggled, giving you a slight push. Taking the few steps forward, you slapped your hand in his for a high five. The moment lasted only seconds but there was a bit of a rush to meeting a celebrity.

Next came a tall, tan, and buff member you would later learn was Shownu.

After, you locked eyes with the third member, remembering him as one of the vibrant mood makers of the group. He had been incredible on stage.

As your hand skid across his, you shot back with a gasp.

"Yah!" the member shouted, hopping backwards as well. His focus ricocheted from his palm to yours, mouth completely agape. Looking down in fascination, colors began to wrap around his wrist and trickle down his arm.

Shocked by what was happening, you glanced down at your own arm as well, getting lost in the cloud-like imagery blossoming across your skin.

Gasps erupted around you by both spectators and other Monsta X members. You couldn't help but feel like you did something wrong. Like you weren't allowed to have someone so interesting and good looking as a soulmate.

This simply could not be possible.

"Hey!" Jooheon yelled, bringing your attention back to him. He wasn't talking to you, but shouting at a staff member while aggressively waving them over. "Yo!"

Snapping out of it a bit, you took another step back, only to be slightly held up by Mina behind you. This was sensory overload to the nth degree.

"Y/N," she hissed, her own eyes darting across the scene. "Did...did you just sync up with Jooheon? Is he your soulmate?"

Jooheon. You had never heard his name before, but it just sounded right.

"I...I think so," you managed, not entirely believing what was happening.

A staff member had finally appeared, listening to Jooheon as he rapid-fired the situation to his manager. Occasionally shooting looks of surprise your way, he didn't stop talking until they had both sidled up to you.

"We're stepping away from the high touch," his manager explained, taking you by the elbow and guiding you towards an adjacent hallway. "The fan meet will continue without Joohoney."

"That's not fair," you said slowly, shaking your head. Glancing to the man you assumed you were tied to for life now, you heaved a sigh. "Your fans have waited so long for you."

Looking helplessly back and forth between you and his manager, Jooheon croaked. "But you're my soulmate."

"I'm not saying I'm going to disappear," you smiled reassuringly. "I'll just wait until you're done. I've waited this long."

Giving a curt nod, Jooheon's eyes searched your face for a moment. His lips pulled into a slow smile before he reached up, giving your nose a boop. Immediately, his manager's jaw dropped, presumably as color stretched across the middle of your face.

Pleased with himself, Jooheon turned on his heel and took up his spot behind the table again. Maintaining eye contact with you, he offered a dazzling smile.

"Alright," his manager breathed out on a sigh. "Let's get you backstage, shall we?"

.

Lost in your phone, trying to explain what was going on to the friend you had abandoned, you almost didn't notice him walk in.

Hearing the quiet click of the door closing, your head immediately snapped up to see Jooheon leaning against the entrance. His expression was full of hope, with a fringe of excitement. You could tell he was trying to reign in his enthusiasm. Judging by how hard he went on the stage; he seemed like a very reactive person. This quiet and careful side of him wasn't something you had really expected.

You supposed you had a lot to learn.

Crossing the room slowly, he took a seat on the coffee table in front of the couch you were sitting on. He bracketed your knees with his, creating an intimate space between the two of you.

Without hesitation, he took your hands gently between his, a light purple color already blooming from your fingertips. "Y/N, right?"

You barely remembered telling his manager your name, so he likely got passed the information.

"That's me."

"My soulmate."

You nodded weakly, looking from your joined hands and back up to his face. He smiled again before lifting your fingers to his mouth and kissing each tip in turn. As he did, it was like dropping food coloring into a glass of water. Different hues clouded out of your joints and went swirling around your skin. It was one of the most beautiful things you had ever seen.

Glancing up, you were immediately struck by the bright blue peppering Jooheon's mouth like ink blots. Slowly the color started to fade as your skin had lost contact with his mouth, but you still felt mesmerized by the whole experience.

"You're so beautiful," you said quietly, your eyes locking on his.

He gave you a close-lipped smile before tilting his head. Narrowing his eyes, he lifted his arm, and traced a small line on your cheekbone. You didn't have to see the result yourself to know that the visual had just as much of an effect on him as it did you.

"This is beautiful," he finally responded, dropping his hands to gather yours again. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of it."

"Me either," you breathed.

"I guess it gives me an excuse to hold your hand," he grinned, his eyes disappearing as it grew.

"You didn't need an excuse in the first place!" you laughed. "You're my soulmate now. You can hold my hand whenever you want."

"My soulmate," he whispered again. Each time he had voiced the words, there was a constant undertone of wonder.

"I don't think I'll get tired of hearing you say that," you chuckled, sure a blush was blazing across your face.

Jooheon furrowed his brows in thought. "Did you come to the show today as a fan? Was I your favorite?"

You coughed out a surprised laugh.

"It would be really awkward if you had a different favorite. If it was someone else, don't tell me who...

Okay, who was it?"

You continued to laugh as you shook your head. "I was only ever a casual fan. My friend had tickets and insisted I tag along. I promise I will be a Monbebe going forward, and you will always be my favorite."

"Damn right," he muttered. "And stay away from Minhyuk. He's more charming than I'd ever admit to him, and I don't want you getting caught in his cute little clutches."

"I will remain unshaken in my loyalty," you affirmed with a smirk. Plus, you had no idea who Minhyuk was, so that helped.

It was crazy to think of. If Mina didn't bring you here today, would you have ever discovered that Jooheon existed? Let alone that he was your soulmate?

You didn't want to think too hard on it. The universe worked in mysterious ways that you didn't expect to ever be privy to.

"So..." you hummed, glancing at Jooheon through your lashes. "What now?"

"Everything," he grinned, squeezing your hand. "We only have forever to figure out what happens next."

#lee jooheon #jooheon #joohoney #monsta x #monsta x jooheon #jooheon x reader #monsta x x reader #jooheon fluff #jooheon soulmate au #jooheon fanfic #monsta x fluff #monsta x soulmate au #monsta x fanfic

[winter-dayz]

Updated Apr. 19, 2024

Active

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Multi-Story Series: Various Characters x Reader ≈ 1% completed ... My Hero Academia AU; Non-Quirk AU; Soulmate AU; College AU

Future Projects / On Hold

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Stray Kids x Manager!Reader

#wip #works in progress #blackpink #bts #got7 #itzy #monsta x #wonho #stray kids #tomorrow x together #fictober #ficmas #chishiya shuntaro #niragi suguru #alice in borderland #aib #hwang hyunjin #smau #college au #biryeom #bride of habaek #royalty au #my hero academia #mha #boku no hero academia #bnha #soulmate au

[sorryimananti-romantic]

Ateez - Character Concept

Lore: 'An Empire of Dreams and Illusions'

[faerie prince!ateez au]

[Name/Titles]

Kim Hongjoong Prince of Light

[Kingdom]

Kingdom of Scorpio

[Cities]

Antares (Capital) Acrab Jabbah Schubba Sargas

[Sea]

The Topaz Sea

[Animal Form]

Lion

[Court members]

Got7 (Jaebeom as Right Hand, Yugyeom as Captain of Guard) Red Velvet (Seulgi as Head Healer)

[Powers]

Bending light Burning with light Great affinity for healing Only magic to break through illusions 'Unheal'

[Appearance]

Ginger hair Blue eyes Translucent orange wings

[Name/Titles]

Park Seonghwa Prince of Dark

[Family]

Princess Yena of Space (soulmate/wife)

[Kingdom]

Kingdom of Aries (State- Hamal)

[Cities]

Hamal (Capital) Bharani

[Sea]

The Diamond Sea

[Animal Form]

Wolf

[Court members]

Seoho/Jinki (ex-Right Hand) Exo (Kai as Captain of Guard) (G)I-dle (Soyeon as Right Hand, Miyeon as Head Healer)

[Powers]

Bending dark Blinding with darkness or increasing vision when dark Penetrating mind Accessing memories Nullifying most magics

[Appearance]

Dark hair Grey eyes Translucent silver wings

[Name/Titles]

Jeong Yunho Prince of Water

[Kingdom]

Kingdom of Aries (State- Sheratan)

[Cities]

Sheratan (Capital)

[Sea]

The Diamond Sea

[Animal Form]

Sea Dragon

[Court members]

The Rose (Woosung as Head Healer) Itzy (Ryujin as Right Hand, Yeji as Captain of Guard)

[Powers]

Bending water Altering water bodies Controlling temperature of water Element of ice Accessing memories through water bodies

[Appearance]

Strawberry blonde hair Dark brown eyes

[Name/Titles]

Kang Yeosang Prince of Spirit

[Family]

Princess Yena of Space (twin-sister)

[Kingdom]

Kingdom of Gemini (State- Pollux)

[Cities]

Mebsuta (Capital) Makbuda Propus Pollux

[Sea]

The Pearl Sea

[Animal Form]

Meerkat

[Court members]

BTS (Namjoon as Right Hand, Taehyung as Captain of Guard) Mamamoo (Solar as 'Left Hand', Hwasa as Head Healer, Wheein as Vice Captain of Guard)

[Powers]

Detection of living souls Ruler of the 'Other' Dimension where spirits dwell Portals Ability to kill a spirit so it ceases to exist from every plane Astral Projection

[Appearance]

Platinum blonde hair Grey eyes

[Name/Titles]

Choi San Prince of Earth

[Family]

Princess Gaeul of Underworld (soulmate)

[Kingdom]

Kingdom of Cancer

[Cities]

Altarf (Capital) Arkesh

[Sea]

The Ruby Sea

[Animal Form]

Fox

[Court members]

Seventeen (Dokyeom as Right Hand, Mingyu as Captain of Guard) Twice (Jihyo as Head Healer)

[Powers]

Bending earth and the elements within Altering landscapes and geography Great affinity for healing- mostly soothing purposes Commanding animals

[Appearance]

Dark hair with ash ends Dark brown eyes

[Name/Titles]

Song Mingi Prince of Fire

[Kingdom]

Kingdom of Leo

[Cities]

Regulus (Capital) Algieba Denebola

[Sea]

The Turquoise Sea

[Animal Form]

Salamander

[Court members]

Day6 (Jae as Right Hand, Wonpil as Head Healer) Blackpink (Lisa as Captain of Guard)

[Powers]

Bending fire Controlling the temperature of fire Extracting lava from earth Detecting burning souls (either from magic or sth else) Seeing through masking magic and illusions

[Appearance]

Red hair Dark brown eyes

[Name/Titles]

Jung Wooyoung Prince of Air

[Kingdom]

Kingdom of Sagittarius

[Cities]

Rukbat (Capital) Ascella Nunki Kaus Medionalis

[Sea]

The Peridot Sea

[Animal Form]

Hawk

[Court members]

Stray Kids (Changbin as Captain of Guard) Dreamcatcher (Siyeon as Right Hand, Jiu as Head Healer)

[Powers]

Controlling the element of air Controlling properties of air Altering weather Detecting the presence of life Tracing whereabouts of something/someone from scent

[Appearance]

Dark hair with streaks Dark brown eyes Translucent silver wings

[Name/Titles]

Choi Jongho Prince of Nature

[Kingdom]

Kingdom of Libra

[Cities]

Zubenelgenubi (Capital) Zubenelschemali Zubenelakrab

[Sea]

The Opal Sea

[Animal Form]

Bear

[Court members]

Monsta X (Jooheon as Right Hand, Hyungwon as Head Healer, Changkyun as Captain of Guard) Gfriend (Sowon as High Healer)

[Powers]

Controlling element of nature Maintaining harmony and balance in nature Command over life forms Meditative state allows him to connect with nature on another level Great affinity for healing Can 'breathe' life into things (unpractised)

[Appearance]

Dark brown hair Dark brown eyes

#not me bringing the entire kpop industry in this lore #fic: take me home #fic: horizon #lore: an empire of dreams and illusions #ateez headcanons #ateez scenarios #ateez au #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #ateez angst #ateez fluff #ateez smut #ateez #choi san x reader #park seonghwa x reader

[sweetkpopmusings]

sweetkpopmusings masterlist !

updated: 12/08/23

seventeen

coworker headcanons

coming soon!

best friend headcanons

best friend vernon

best friend jeonghan

best friend wonwoo

best friend seungkwan

best friend joshua

boyfriend headcanons

boyfriend mingyu

boyfriend wonwoo

boyfriend vernon

boyfriend woozi

boyfriend minghao

boyfriend seungcheol

svt as soulmate aus

coming soon!

miscellaneous writings

first kiss with seventeen

how they feel before they know it's love

stray kids

coworker headcanons

coworker jeongin

coworker jisung

coworker minho

coworker bang chan

best friend headcanons

coming soon!

boyfriend headcanons

coming soon!

skz as soulmate aus

soulmate hyunjin

miscellaneous writings

valentine's day with stray kids

heart-fluttering moments with stray kids

stray kids as nephilim

monsta x

coworkers headcanons

coming soon!

best friend headcanons

coming soon!

boyfriend headcanons

coming soon!

ateez

coworkers headcanons

coming soon!

best friend headcanons

coming soon!

boyfriend headcanons

coming soon!

miscellaneous writings

ateez as demigods

tomorrow x together

coworkers headcanons

coming soon!

best friend headcanons

coming soon!

boyfriend headcanons

coming soon!

got7

got7 as poems from richard siken's "crush"

best friend headcanons

best friend mark

#sweetkpopmusings #kpop headcanons #kpop au #kpop fics

[sweetestofchaos]

To-Do List

Uᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇᴅ 04/06/2024

You make fun of Minho’s (shinee) grandpa laugh (one-shot)

MET Gala!Jackson likes his interviewer (one-shot)

Hyunjin smut with a thick s/o (one-shot)

Never, Ever ft. Seokjin - Seokjin thought of the best surprise.

Vacay ft. Namjoon - Namjoon and you are able to get away and just be with each other.

I’ll Take Care of You ft. Vmin - Jimin isn’t used to someone taking care of him and Taehyung is there to change that

Closer ft. Jungkook -  being close to you is still not close enough

Have Mercy ft. Jimin/Yoongi - Jimin falls in love with the very soul he is supposed to devour. When he gathers the courage to confess it seems that someone far more evil finds her alone. (1/3)

Run From Me ft. Taehyung - Taehyung and you have history together, a very, very long and twisted history. (4/??)

Take on the World ft. BTS - When Seokjin imprint on a child, the Min pack has to prepare for parenthood (12/??) 

Blackthorn ft. Yoongi - The love story of Emperor Yoongi and Empress Keena has been passed down from generation to generation; a love story so strong that it had surpassed the passage of time. (15/??)

Cafuné ft. Namjoon and Yoongi - As Namjoon’s personal assistant, Y/N doesn’t have time for love…or does she?  (6/??)

Got7 Pregnant Social Experiment

Knock, Knock ft. Jaebeom/Yoongi: Jaebeom is finally woken up by his soulmate after how much time? (2/??)

Prompt Me Hoe - A bunch of AU’s featuring different idols

Butterflies ft. Seokjin - Y/N is an American song writer that befriends Kim Seokjin

Era of Love Series ft. Got7 - Nothing like that good ol’ college au

Lactation Kink: Poly!BTS - (2/3)

Chain Reaction ft. Bambam (5/6)

Chain Reaction ft. Kim Yugyeom (5/6)

The Jayde Heiress ft. BTS - Back against the wall, Arissa must learn to live in Bangtan’s world if she wants to survive. (to be rewritten)

You cry because you can’t fit their clothing - Got7, BTS, Monsta X

They meet you, their celebrity crush - Got7, Monsta X, Stray Kids, BTS

You crying in the shower - Monsta X, Shinee

They get to do a stage with their crush - Stray Kids, BTS, Shinee

You run into your ex and they see you have a child - Got7, Monsta X

When your top falls off in the pool - BTS, Shinee, Monsta X

You wear braids to a fan sign - Got7, BTS, Stray Kids, Monsta X

You’re pmsing - Ateez

You hit on your boyfriend while drunk - BTS, Stray Kids, Monsta X

Barber Shop ft. Kim Namjoon - Alysia just wanted to get her son’s hair fixed, she wasn’t expecting to fall for his new barber, Alpha Kim Namjoon.

Wherever You Are ft. BTS - This is what happens when you catch their eye while enjoying the nightlife.

Dragon’s Heart - Prince Jaebeom is the last descendent of the mighty dragons that left the Earth long ago. When a sudden attack leaves him wounded, Y/N saves his life. (Fantasy Au, Strangers to lovers)

Capture the Heart ft. Kim Seokjin - When Seokjin’s playboy ways come to bite him in the ass, Jaya is there to save him…based off this gif set (Strangers to Friends to Lovers / College AU)

The Captain’s Vow ft. Kim Seokjin - When tragedy strikes due to the betrayal of the Royals, Capitan Seokjin switches sides to avenge those he has lost. (Pirate AU)

Trust Me ft. Mark Tuan and Song Mingi

demon au, gang au, dead dove

My All ft. Youngjae

fake dating au, pregnancy au

The Dragon’s Apprentice ft. BTS’ Rapline

dragon au, fantasy au, mxm

Not A Dream ft. Jungkook

ex to lovers au, gang au

Hey, My Baby ft. Jimin

strangers to lovers au, vampire au, sugar momma au

Something Like Fate ft. ??

strangers to lovers, soulmates au if you squint

Untitled ft. Got7/BTS

dragon au, sugar daddy au

You See Me? (I see You) ft. Hoseok

military au, brother’s friend au

Smile For Me ft. Jimin

actor au, stalker au

Handsome Devil ft. Shownu

demon au, unrequited love, fake dating au

Recipe For Love ft. ??

strangers to lovers

Looking For You ft. BTS

soulmates au, dream walking au

Michael & Jackson, After the Singer? ft. Jackson Wang

strangers to lovers, idol au, fake twin au

All of You ft. Bambam

yandere au, non-idol au

Pass You By ft. Minhyuk

ex’s to lovers au

Leave Me Alone ft. Changkyun

gang au

Enough ft. Vernon

friends to lovers au

Remembering You ft. Yoongi

married au

Consequence ft. Jungkook

vampire au

Untitled ft Jimin

werewolf au, a/b/o, friends to lovers au

Say Ahhh ft. Many Idols

personal chef au

Fairy Floss and Cottontails ft. Yoonkook

hybrid au, Easter au

Motion of the Ocean ft. Jackson Wang

mermaid au, fantasy au

The Story of You ft. Kim Namjoon

soulmate au

Q&A ft. Jaebeom

teacher au (sequel to Not So New Professor)

Welcome Home ft. Seonghwa

friends to lovers au, idol au

All About You ft. San

friends to lovers, gang au

Hear Me ft. ??

band au

Hello, Again ft. Monsta X

strangers to lovers, Idol au

Lost and Found ft. Monsta X

gang au

Lost My Halo ft. Gang7

high school/college au

Fall Apart ft. Mark

gang au

Sweet Pea ft. Yugyeom

gang au

Lie To Me ft. Jackson

gang au

Sub-Rosa ft Jaebeom

gang au

Isn’t Something Missing? ft. Youngjae

gang au

Count For Me ft. Jinyoung

gang au

Two Piece ft. Bambam

gang au

#soc to do list

[f-f-friend]

Last Ten Opening Lines

Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven’t written ten fics, share as many first-sentences as you have.

It's been a while since I published fic so let's see what I've got! Tagged by my love @wifiwuxians

1. Macau has not seen his brother in weeks. – maybe we can play house for the weekend [VegasPete, KinnPorsche the Series, WIP. 8.6k words so far]

2. You fall in love with a tornado. This is called a whirlwind romance. – whirlwind [Blossom Duo, The King's Avatar, 222 words]

3. Zhang Jiale doesn’t win the championship in Season 5. – better than win or lose [Zhang Jiale/Wang Jiexi, The King's Avatar, 2222 words]

4. The Five Great Experts of the esteemed Blue Brook Guild are a pretty cool bunch of people, if they say so themselves. – xu boyuan hangs out with his idol to talk shit about ye xiu [Xu Boyuan/Huang Shaotian, The King's Avatar, 3k]

5. They say without your soulmate, you will still be able to live a complete life. – How much do I like you? You'll find out~ [Huang Shaotian/Yu Wenzhou, Soulmate AU, The King's Avatar, 5k]

6. Huang Shaotian, scrolling through Weibo after a tedious training session, comes across a fan edit and gets a bright idea. – Huang Shaotian WILL put flowers in Zhang Jiale's hair or die trying (this is not a love story) [Huang Shaotian/Wang Jiexi/Zhang Jiale, The King's Avatar, 9k]

7. The Moon and its army of stars chased the Sun down into the horizon. Team Hundred Blossoms, holed up in their practice room, paid it no heed. – they're just like that couple from titanic! only no one dies [Blossom Duo, The King's Avatar, 7k]

8. At 800 years of age, some might say Xie Lian has outgrown learning. – steps to joy (for a very long time) [HuaLian, 1k]

9. Wei Wuxian’s husband keeps his room simple and uncluttered. – Wei Ying, [WangXian, 1k]

10. Misfortune enjoys company; This is why it never comes one at a time, but one after another, queueing impatiently at the door of whomever it has decided to infect. – certain as the sun [Nieyao Beauty and the Beast AU, incomplete, 9k]

BONUS: My fave opening line of any of my fics ->

Minhyuk had enjoyed twenty-five years of being totally irresponsible. – Superhero Love Story [Minhyuk/Hyungwon/Kihyun, Monsta X, incomplete, 33k]

this is from when I was still writing RPF for monsta x... but it's some of my best writing and I still love the superhero concept to this day

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As for tagging can I just tag whoever wants to do it? I hardly talk to anyone on here anymore ;; Just feel free to do it and say I tagged you <3

#my writing #jam spreads

[lumineescente]

Fanfics masterlist!

ao3: luminee

fandoms: the boyz, monsta x, izone, ateez, stray kids, onf, pentagon

haikyuu, jujutsu kaisen, naruto,

the boyz

sunkyu (sunwoo x q)

a blooming spell, 77k, magical universe, CHANGMIN IS A CAT!!, world building, prophecies, magicians, elves, vampires, soulmates au, angst with happy ending, hurt/comfort, ft izone members

"You shouldn’t believe appearances, Sunwoo, everything is more than what it seems and there is plenty that you don’t know about. Yet.”

Sunwoo follows a strange black cat to an abandoned theater. He'll open the door to a magic world and discovers his true identity, and the new role he has to take.

ongoing work (14/?)

milcob (hyunjae x jacob)

time is running out, 17k, science fiction, angst, ambiguous/open ending, mcd

prompt: wherein jaehyun is sprinting across the streets of Seoul to get to his destination but midst of it, he bumps into a stranger and accidentally makes the stranger 's bag topple over and spill its contents. among everything, jaehyun sees a Polaroid of the stranger.. and older him?

written for the hyunjae fest 2022

the friendz, 16k, friends au, side juric / bbangnyu, humor and fluff

What happens when you put The Boyz in Central Perk ?

juric (juyeon x eric)

eric, 1.1k, love confession, good ending, first kiss, based on taylor swift "betty"

He had not understood much about what he had been feeling, the only thing he had known was that he had missed Eric.

stray kids

seungjin (seungmin x hyunjin)

gold rush, 9.4k, small towns, strangers to lovers, emotional hurt/comfort, coming out, mutual pining, feelings denial, lgbtq+ topics, based on taylor swift "gold rush"

"Seungmin knows everything everywhere in his home town yet he could not have known the new waiter in the main café and he feels like he has entered a parallel space when he walks in."

what must it be like to grow up that beautiful? with your hair falling down like dominoes_

champagne problems, 2.7k, arranged marriage, historical setting, childhood friends, love confessions, based on taylor swift "champagne problems"

“I thought about leaving,” he muttered.

“Yet you’re still here.”

“I could not.”

“For her?”

anime

haikyuu

osakita (osamu miya x kita shinsuke)

downpour, 8.5k, growing feelings, canon compliant, post time skip, irregular narrative, slow burn

"“Hello Kita-san,” Osamu says when they are very close.

“Hello Osamu,” Kita answers softly, “you know we won’t be able to use that umbrella when we take out the rice bags, right?”

“I know but at least it’ll spare us a few droplets.”

“Mmh.. and what about when I told you to call me Shinsuke? Or at least, Kita?” “I guess I said I’ll think about it?”

Kita says nothing back, he just shakes his head but he is smiling."

(more to add)

#masterlist #fanfics #the boyz #sunkyu #milcob #juric #monsta x #stray kids #seungjin #izone #onf #jujutsu kaisen #haikyuu #naruto #ao3 #fic stuff #fanfic writer #ao3 writer #very bad at summaries #and at tagging:) #osakita

[aries-writings]

♡︎ rules & info ♡︎

info about my writing !

who i write for :

monsta x

seventeen

stray kids

enhypen

ateez

txt

nct

genres i write :

fluff

angst

smut ( headcanons only ! for whatever reason i feel weird writing detailed smut but i can do nsfw headcanons ! )

styles i write in :

oneshots

smau / texts

written series

drabbles

headcanons

mtls

aus i write :

college / school

soulmate

mafia

yandere

i will not write :

some kinks ( bdsm, “mommy” / “daddy”, “mistress” / “master”, roleplay, urophilia, humiliation / degradation to name a few )

supernatural aus ( ex. vampire, demon, hybrid )

extra info :

if you are requesting, please let me know what pronouns / gender you would like me to write the reader as !

#aries’ writings #rules & info

[callmedanquixote]

❥ N A V I G A T I O N

❥ Hello! You can call me DanOh

❥ She / her | 26 | Spanish & English | Ace

❥ INFJ | Sagittarius 🏹 | Wiccan

❥ Who I stan?

SEVENTEEN, WAYV, SUPER JUNIOR, THE BOYZ, DPR, GOT7, SF9, MONSTA X, EXO, NU'EST, ATEEZ, NCT.

Maybe I don't write specifically about all those groups but you can find the members as characters in some of my fics.

❥ I'm a slooow writer because I have a work that leaves me drain a lot during weekdays and I also struggle with bipolar disorder on a daily basis so I ask for your patience pls 🙏💖

❥ I will finish all my current and future works. I'm kinda slow cause I write in spanish first and then in english. And sometimes when I don't feel like it's a perfect work I tend to rewrite it a couple more times.

❥ So, yeah. This blog is basically made for me to write all the shitty cliché stuff that I love with the people I like. If you like the stories I write, thank u so much. I hope I can give you a little time of entertainment. 🌸

Masterlist

Last work: Blooming even in the shadows - Chapter 2

Currently working in:

✧ A reverse harem with magic, royalty and our beautiful 96 line (Wonwoo, Kun, Doyoung, Changkyun and Sangyeon) - Completing plot ideas

✧ A creepy(?), sick and questionable story in a mental facility with DPR Ian, Wonwoo and Mingyu. - Writing. Maybe (I really hope so) out in november.

✧ A super cliché college au, friends to lovers, with the beautiful Editor in Chief of the newspaper Doyoung. - Making a list of situations for the plot

✧ A marriage of convenience au, with a lot of juicy drama with Kun and Doyoung. - Rewriting ideas to complete the plot so I can rewrite the chapters I already had.

✧ Rich people, chaebol life, kinda enemies to lovers, with Wonwoo, Mingyu and Jun. - Completing (rewriting) plot ideas.

✧ Soulmate au, lots of drama, angsty but I only write happy endings so don't worry too much, with Kun. - Finding time to write this story. I have the complete sketch but I need to give it shape.

✧ Blooming even in the shadows: My Hogwarts/The Boyz series that I absolutely will finish one day hehe. I just need to catch up with my old chapters and with my plot ideas so I can continue the story well. And I'm trying to reduce the chapters so I'll finish it faster.

[tinystarstay]

“so, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me for i, too, am fluent on silence.”

— r. arnold

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˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ store owner:

jay or star! | 20 years old [12//07] | pronouns: she//her [doesn't mind they//them] | unlabled, demisexual [questioning pansexual and demiromantic] | latina [ecuadorian dominican]

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ fun facts:

infj-t | saggitarius [sun], capricorn [moon] and capricorn [rising] | a gryffindor!! hopless romantic hidden under an anti-romantic | night owl vibes!! favorite trope: enemies to lovers is a visual arts major hoping to be an illustration major with a minor in computer science

˚ · .˚ · . ˚ · . 🩵🧸☁️ likes: collecting things, gothic literature, reading, writing, drawing, ink, pens, notebooks, sketchbooks, kpop, coffee [iced and hot], tea [iced and hot], books, cafes, disney movies, gore, horror [movies, literature, etc.], enemies to loves [my beloved, yes it has to be mentioned twice], dsmp, twitch, vtubers, most music, frogs, bears, raccoons, mice, horses, silver, jewlery, summer, kdramas [trying to get into more], true crime, soulmates, college aus, anime, oversized hoodies, comfy clothes, strawberries, sweets, blueberries, watermelons, chocolate, morally grey characters, [my beloveds &lt;3], villains [marry me please~], bats, snakes, spiders

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ dislikes: the cold, sitting still, sleeping early [hate the process of falling asleep], napping, not being productive, waking up early [i am not a morning person-]

˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ music i listen to:

kpop: bts, stray kids, ateez, enhypen, nct, txt, seventeen, e'last, onlyoneof, the rose, golden child, big bang, monsta x, got7, block b, pentagon, e'dawn, wonho, dpr ian [still don't know if he's kpop-], p1harmony, xdinary heroes, victon, exo, many many more... jrock: unite, aicle, the gazette, pentagon, mejibray, lycaon//initial l, codomo dragon, born, razor broadway: hamilton, six, heathers, dear evan hansen, wicked, in the heights, sweeny todd, hadestown, beetlejuice other: glass animals, lovejoy, black veil brides, pierce the veil, sleeping with sirens, imagine, dragons, korn, nine inch nails, mother mother, maneskin, sub urban, glaive, vocaloid i listen to wayyyy too much music, i swear this isn't all of it- saw wicked in: 2019 [hs sophmore], beetlejuice on: december 2019 [hs junior], stray kids on: 6.29.22, ateez on: 11.28.22, taylor swift on: 5.14.23

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ streamers//youtubers i like:

wilbur soot, tubbo, ranboolive, tommyinnit, karl jacobs, georgenotfound, dreamwastaken, most of the dsmp members, markiplier, jacksepticeye, mysta rias, vox akuma, ike eveland, most of the nijisanji vtubers, gura gawr, hakos baelz, most hololive//holostars vtubers

˚ · .˚ · . ˚ · . 🩵🧸☁️ games i like:

resident evil series, omori, twisted wonderland, obey me!, a3!, mystic messenger, uta no prince sama, the arcana, colorful stage, rhythm hive, bts world, dark wood, minecraft

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ books i like:

love & gelato, caraval series, 6 of crows, shadow & bone series, scythe series, red queen, night vale books [the podcast is so amazing], gallant, and so many more books...i have like a tub full of them-

˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ anime i like:

toilet bound hanako kun, spy x family, your lie in april, black butler, hunter x hunter, komi can't communicate, assassination classrrom, HAIKYU, blue period, the devil's a partimer, uta no prince sama, attack on titan, kamigami no asobi, deadman wonderland, many many more i can't remember off the top of my head...

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ stan list!! [it would make this wayyy too long if i put it all here-]

Date and Time: June 10th 2023, 7:35 PM EST

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[jae-bummer]

PROMPT LIST: CLOSED

*blows the dust from the keyboard and cracks knuckles*

Hello friends, fancy seeing you here!

It's been about three years since I last was active in writing on Tumblr, and I'm excited to say...I want to give it a shot again! I hope you all haven't forgotten me and are ready to see a bit of new content headed your way. I'm sad knowing I've likely lost plenty of folks who have moved on from my blog (or kpop in general), but I am so happy to meet all of you who have decided to follow during my break!!

Now let's start this thing off right...WITH A PROMPT LIST!

Half of these prompts are quotes, while the other half are situational. I hope there's a little something for everyone :) Quote prompts will somehow incorporate in the storyline and situational prompts, of course, will be the general, loose plot of the story.

Note: You can submit whatever request you want! It doesn’t have to be one of the prompts listed! This list just makes it easy and fun to see something you want to read.

Second Note: Don’t be afraid to talk to me! I love hearing your input or just geeking out on our favorite members! Reblogs with comments and sweet messages make my heart all fluttery!

Third Note: The groups I write for are: BTS, Got7, Seventeen, Monsta X, AOMG, and Stray Kids!

The Prompts:

"Want to help egg my ex's house?"

2. "Get in the fucking blanket fort."

3. "Tell me to leave and I'll never bother you again."

4. "You look good in my clothes."

5. "Okay, maybe I have a crush on you! So what?"

6. "If you do that one more time, I don't think I'll be able to control myself."

7. "Doesn't matter what happens...if you call me, I will always answer."

8."My job is to teach. That's all."

9. "I don't want them. I want you."

10. "You haven't changed at all."

11. Your bias makes every excuse he can think of to hold your hand.

12. Your bias needs a fake partner for a family event. Are you up for the task?

13.While on tour with your bias as a staff member, somehow the two of you end up sharing the same hotel room.

14. Soulmate AU (Requester's choice)

15. You hurt yourself and your bias is in the hospital bed adjacent.

16. You find a journal belonging to your bias.

17. Two mini fics in one: The first time you see your bias. The last time you see your bias (guaranteed heart break ahead)

18. Your bias gets drunk, and you have to handle their mess.

19. You or Your bias get injured, and one has to clean the other up.

20. Somehow you and your bias were moved into the same apartment.

Thanks all and happy requesting! :)

#kpop #kpop fanfic #kpop request #kpop scenarios #kpop angst #kpop fluff #monstax #bts #stray kids #got7 #seventeen #svt #skz #aomg #jay park

[raibebe]

Colors

Genre: Fluff Words: 1.124 Prompt: Soulmate AU

A/N: @xingschens​ Hello Alis, it’s me your secret monmirer. I haven’t talked to you much these past few days because I was trying hard to finish this on time without it seeming too rushed and I’m sorry about that. So, when I asked you what kind of fanfiction you liked, you said that you liked soulmate AUs and I have never written one before. So this is a premier for me. It’s nothing special but I hope you like your belated present regardless. Happy Valentine’s!

Everyone has a black stain somewhere on their body where your soulmate is supposed to touch you first. Once they do touch you, it turns into multiple different colors.

It was just another boring shift at work in the little convenience store down the road of where you lived. You didn’t particularly like the job. But the payment was alright and your boss was an old lady who wasn’t mad at you when you studied for you classes late at night when no customers where in sight.

But tonight you wished you could go back to your books for once. Somehow the whole neighborhood decided to host parties this Friday night and almost every five minutes another wave of drunken teenagers and uni students came in and demanded either more alcohol or searched through the snacks and disheveled everything on the shelves, leaving you to pick up stuff they had dropped on the floor and sort everything back, just to do it again minutes after.

So when you were just done cleaning up the contents of a ripped up bag of chips and the bell on the door rang again, you couldn’t really hold back a groan. But instead of obnoxious shouting, the store stayed silent. When you poked your head out from the aisle, you could only see a figure clad in a grey hoodie, the big hood over their head, looking at the arrangement of energy drinks in the cooler. Relieved that you were saved from more drunk customers for now, you quickly cleaned up before going back to your space behind the counter, quickly cleaning your hands on a wet towel when the black haired man came over, a colorful can in his hands that were partly obscured by the long sleeves of his hoodie. Which you had to admit was kind of cute but somehow didn’t quite fit the aesthetic of his ripped jeans and the little flash of silver in his eyebrow, hidden behind his long bangs.

“Just that?” You asked, scanning the item. “For now,” he answered with a deep, pleasant voice. “Interesting placement,” he added while fishing money out of the pockets of his jeans, nodding to the black mark on your forearm, where the shadow of a palm wrapped neatly around your flesh. “Can’t say the same for you,” you teased when he slid over the money with an entirely black palm. Grinning he just shrugged and took his can. “Not everyone can have an interesting mark. Just hope that your soulmate has a good reason to randomly grab you when they first meet you.”

Just when you wanted to give him a witty reply, the doorbell rang again and a group of drunken men entered the store, heavily hanging off of each other and already knocking stuff over. “Need any help with those?” The handsome stranger asked when he saw your worried gaze. “I can handle it, thank you,” you said, letting out a frustrated groan when you heard something fall off the shelves with a loud thud.

“I’m not getting paid enough for this,” you cursed from under your breath, quickly rounding the counter and walking up to the men.

Apparently they found it funny to grab random stuff off the shelves to throw them at each other. “If you don’t stop this, I’ll have to ask you to leave the store,” you told them, voice firm when you picked up a pack of cookies from the ground to put it back where it belonged. “Come on, let us have some fun,” one of the men slurred, his eyes unfocused. “You should join us,” another one suggested, swaying on his feet when he came closer to you. “You are pretty enough,” the third one added, leaning into your personal space, his breath smelling like alcohol and nicotine. Shoving him away, you shook your head. “Leave right now or I’ll call the police,” you threatened.

“Come on, doll. Have some fun once in your life,” the man who you had tried to shove away slurred and tried to cage you against one of the shelves. “Leave her alone,” the stranger’s deep voice cut in before the man could say anything else. “She doesn’t want to and if you are only here to cause trouble and not to buy anything, you should really leave,” he said, cocking his pierced eyebrow while taking a sip from his drink. “And who are you, her boyfriend?” One of the drunks asked. “What if I was?” The stranger teased. That statement made the men break out in laughter, almost toppling over in their drunken state. When two of them fell against each other and against one of the shelves and it started to give in to their combined weight, they hastily pulled away again. But it was too late for the shelf: When it bounced back to his previous state, it slowly toppled over due to its momentum.

“Watch out!” You heard the stranger called before he grabbed you and pulled you towards him and away from the falling shelf, just seconds before it came crashing down onto the floor where you were just standing seconds ago, watching it all unfurl like it was happen in slow motion, leaving you frozen in place. Staring at the whole scene in shock, you couldn’t believe what had just happened. Cursing the men scrambled to their feet and ran out of the shop, leaving the stranger and you alone with the mess. “Are you okay?” He asked you, sounding genuinely worried. From the proximity you could feel his deep voice rumble in his chest and felt his breath ghosting over your neck, making you shiver. Nodding, you let go of the stranger’s hoodie that you had grabbed out of instinct, gently smoothing it out again with trembling hands, feeling the strong muscle beneath. “Fucking great,” you sighed, meeting the stranger’s dark eyes for a moment to give him what you hoped was a reassuring smile, “Just what I needed tonight.”

Walking over to the shop’s door, you flipped the sign to closed and turned the key in the lock, bracing your forehead against the cool glass before taking a couple of deep breaths, willing your hands to stop shaking. “You can go out through the back door. I’ll just clean this up. Thank you for saving me from that shelf,” you told the stranger when you had turned back around. But he didn’t seem to have heard you, just looking at his palm in awe. “You okay there?” Instead of answering, he held up his palm, this time not pitch black but a beautiful mix of colors. Startled you looked down at you own arm where you weren’t met with the familiar black either.

When you looked back at the stranger, you were met with a charming, dimpled smile. “Hi, I’m Changkyun and apparently I am your soulmate, nice to meet you.”

#i hope you liked it darling #monsta x #i.m #im changkyun #changkyun #monsta x fluff #changkyun fluff #monsta x fanfic #monsta x fic #changkyun imagine #changkyun scenario #monstax imagines #monsta x scenarios #monsta x soulmate au #monsta x au #changkyun soulmate au #monsta x oneshot #changkyun x reader #monsta x reader #monsta x drabble #changkyun drabble

[idolsastrology]

Monsta X & Their Soulmates

Taurus Juno 🌹 Shownu

Taurus is an earth sign, so Shownu's soulmate is definitely very stable and grounded. They are slow-moving and patient, but can get a bit stubborn at times. Taurus in Juno describes a soulmate who loves romance, pleasures of all senses and luxury, so their ideal date is most likely a dinner at an expensive restaurants with amazing food haha. This person will make Shownu feel grounded and help him find stability in life!

Cancer Juno 🌹 Wonho

Wonho having Cancer Juno makes sooo much sense. Since he is quite emotional, sensitive and caring himself, his soulmate is just like that as well! Wonho's ideal partner could be described as motherly, affectionate, nurturing and compassionate. They definitely love kids and are very family oriented. 

Libra Juno 🌹 Minhyuk, Kihyun & Hyungwon

These guys are into social and outgoing people. Libra is a sign which represents balance and harmony. It is also ruled by Venus, so these people are naturally romantic in the most cliche, traditional way haha. Kihyun, Minhyuk and Hyungwon's soulmates could be described as diplomatic, kind, gentle and affectionate!

Scorpio Juno 🌹 Jooheon

Scorpio is a sign known for being intense, possessive and passionate. Joohoney craves intimacy and deep relationships! His soulmate most likely has a mysterious and intense energy around them, which draws people in. They are fiercely loyal, sensual and trustworthy, but they could also get a bit jealous at times. Jooheon's relationship with his soulmate will definitely transform him a lot, since Scorpio is a sign which rules transformation and changes.

Aquarius Juno 🌹 Changkyun

Changkyun is an Aquarius sun, so his soulmate is probably very similar to him! Aquarius is super unique and rebellious. They do what they want and don't cater to other people's opinions. Changkyun is such a good example of an Aquarius! His soulmate is someone very independent, intelligent and basically a person who is confident in themself and values their freedom. Changkyun doesn't want his life partner to be just a lover, but also his best friend!

#monsta x #astrology #monsta x headcanons #monsta x x reader #monsta x imagines #monsta x scenarios #monsta x preferences #monsta x soulmate au #juno #zodiac #changkyun #i.m #jooheon #joohoney #kihyun #minhyuk #wonho #lee hoseok #hyungwon #shownu #hyunwoo #kpop #juno in signs

[kpopersanonymous]

Be Still My Heart -part 2-

Pairing: Wonho x Reader

Genre: Soulmate!AU, Fluff

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2k

Read part one here!!

A/N: Tempted to just call this chapter “Surprise!” bc of how many times I used the word surprise lol. Also yes, I have just made another part... which means there will be other parts. Hopefully they won’t take as long as this one but I can’t make any promises bc writer’s block is a bitch and also I procrastinate. Anyways, enjoy!!

You were standing on a bridge, looking down below at the river underneath you, waiting for Hoseok to arrive. A family of ducks caught your eye and you watched them play in the water for a bit. You soon felt a pair of warm arms wrap around you, hugging you tightly while a pair of lips kissed you on the top of your head. 

“I’m glad you came,” said the voice behind you. Turning around, you locked eyes with Hoseok and it made your heart ache with love. 

“You said you had something important to tell me. What is it?” you asked. 

“Right,” he said, his voice shaking. “It is important... because I can’t keep this secret from you any longer. This might risk our friendship but it’s a risk I have to take.” He averted eye-contact and took your hands in his. 

Your heart began to race. Is he going to say what I think he is?

“I love you Y/N. I’ve loved you for a long time and I’ve never stopped loving you. There’s a deep connection between us that we both can’t deny. I want to deepen that connection with you even further, if you feel the same way,” he looked up at you with hope in his eyes.

You felt your lips grow into a big smile. Before you could stop yourself you got up on your tiptoes, arched your head back and kissed his lips softly. It took a second for him to recover from the shock but afterwards Hoseok pulled you closer to him, making the kiss deeper and full of passion. 

When you two finally parted, you said breathlessly, “I’ve loved you ever since I could remember. I couldn’t think of anyone more perfect to be in a relationship with than you. I had always hoped you felt the same.”

Hoseok gave you a big smile, twirled a strand of your hair between his fingers and said, “I don’t think we put enough oil in.”

“Huh?” you asked in confusion, cocking your head to the side.

“The eggs are going to burn! What should we do?” he asked with a wide grin. 

The world started to fade and turn dark around you. Hoseok started to disappear from out of your fingertips and you were met with darkness and the smell of... eggs?

You heard muffled footsteps and hushed whispers coming from somewhere near you. You felt your eyes flutter open as they were met with gentle rays of sunshine. Confusion filled you as you didn’t recognize the room you were in until you remembered last night, when Hoseok picked you up from the airport and let you sleep over in Monsta X’s dorm. An image of Hoseok cuddling you raced through your mind and gave you butterflies. 

It slowly dawned on you that you had dreamt everything after that. There had been no confession nor were you and Hoseok going to deepen your connection. The thought made your heart drop. 

You got up off of the pillow and blanket covered floor and stretched. Your muscles still ached from your long flight to Korea. You asked yourself how Hoseok gets through all those flights he takes. 

You turn yourself in the direction of the distressful noises of Hoseok were coming from. Nearing the door, you heard another voice speak. “It��ll be fine Hoseok... scrambled eggs are good too, right? And they’re not that burnt. We can easily pick out the charred parts.”

Hoseok gave a low groan. “We can’t even cook eggs right. Kihyun makes everything look so easy... Do you think it’s too late to go to the store and surprise Y/N with donuts?”

“I’ll go check!” the voice answered cheerily. Before you could do anything, the door to the kitchen opened and you were greeted by Minhyuk, one of Hoseok’s groupmates. The thin, blond-haired boy yelled in shock, causing you and Hoseok to do the same, him dropping the pan of eggs in the process. 

“Umm...” Minhyuk looked between you and Hoseok. “Surprise!” he said, waving his hands in the air. He stepped towards you and held out his hand, which you took and started shaking. “I’m Minhyuk, by the way. You probably know that already though, Hoseok told me you’re a fan of our group. He’s told me a lot about you, actually. And you’re a lot prettier than the pictures he’s showed me. I should probably stop rambling before I say something stupid.” He flashed you a wide grin, releasing your hand. 

You gave him a shy smile in return and turned your attention to Hoseok, who was staring at you from across the room, his cheeks flushed. He looked down at the eggs, now scrambled across the floor and sighed. “This was supposed to be an omelette,” he said, waving his hand around the mess. 

“And now it’s turned into a surprise donut and coffee run!” Minhyuk interrupted. He stepped around you to get his coat and wallet. “What do you normally drink Y/N?” he asked at the door.

“Um.. Americano, regular, no sugar,” you said. He grinned once again and headed out the door, leaving you and Hoseok all alone. You walked into the kitchen as Hoseok began picking up the eggs off of the floor and sat down at the table. 

He avoided eye contact and worked in silence as you began to wonder if everything that happened last night had been a dream. Maybe you had been so sleep deprived that you had imagined the way his hugs lasted a little longer than they should have, or the way his ears turned red whenever he looked at you, or how he lightly caressed you when he touched you. You were pulled out of your ponderings by the sound of him clearing his throat.

“I... I’m sorry. I wanted to surprise you, make your first official day back in Seoul something great. And now I’ve ruined the surprise and breakfast.” He pouted, not looking up from the floor.

“It’s still a nice gesture,” you said. “Plus, you’ve already given me a great first night in Seoul, if that’s any consolation. The city at night, the fairy lights, falling asleep mid-cuddle.... Amazing,” you smiled.

This seemed to lighten Hoseok’s mood. He lifted up his head and met your eyes. He grinned in return. “You were out like a light. You didn’t even make it ten seconds into the video. Are you sure you were aware of us cuddling?” he teased. 

“I know a good cuddle when I see one, and that, my friend, was a good cuddle,” you said, making the two of you chuckle. 

Although the two of you were able to have the same light-hearted conversations you always had, you felt a sort of tension in the air. Hoseok gathered up the rest of the mess and threw it away. He then sat down in the seat next to you, giving you a small smile and began dwindling his thumbs. 

You knew you had to say something, the silence in the room was becoming too unbearable. “So, you know how to cook now?” you asked the first question that popped in your head. 

“Umm,” he chuckled, rubbing his neck. “Not really. I can heat up ramen and make like protein shakes but the one who mainly does the cooking here is Kihyun. I asked him to teach me how to make an omelette for you but... it’s a lot harder than it looks, you know?”

You nodded. “And yet you don’t let him oversee this surprise-breakfast-making for me? Where are the others, anyway? Are they just never home?” you asked. 

“He was busy, he had some things to take care of. And I thought Minhyuk could handle things too, and I’m not just saying that because he was the only one I could get to help me.... Okay no he was my only choice,” he admitted sheepishly, making you laugh. 

“As for the others, they’re all out,” he continued. “Working on that surprise I was talking about. And believe me, it was extremely difficult getting them all to leave the dorm last night.”

“What exactly is this surprise?” you asked, fluttering your lashes at him. 

“Oh no, I’m not telling you that. I have to keep some things to myself. I can’t have you knowing everything,” he winked. 

You smiled at him wickedly. “Don’t be like that Hoseok,” you began, inching your body toward him. “You know I have ways to make you talk,” you whispered, your faces centimeters apart. 

He gulped hard in response and you waited a moment before tickling his sides. He burst out in laughter, trying to block your hands from the sensitive spots you knew so well. Eventually he tackled you to the ground, the two of you a giggling mess. He pinned your hands above your head to protect his sides as he laid on top of you, the two of you catching your breath. 

The weight of his body and the way his breath hit your skin made your head spin and blood rush to your cheeks. In return, his cheeks turned red as well, his breath slowing down as he stared deeply into your eyes. You didn’t turn away and even if you could’ve, you still wouldn’t have. This was a now or never moment, and you knew that. You wanted to know, you had to know, if he had the same feelings for you as you did for him.

He rested his head against your forehead, continuing to stare into your eyes. He stroked the tip of your nose with his while his fingers intertwined with yours. His breath was hot against your skin and his lips were so close to yours that you could just barely touch them. You felt as though your heart was about to leap out of your chest. 

Just as he was about to close the distance, you heard a voice speak up. “Am I interrupting something?” you heard Minhyuk ask. Your breath caught in your throat as Hoseok scrambled up, pulling you up in the process. A knowing smirk was painted on Minhyuk’s face as he held up the box of donuts and coffees. 

You all gathered around the table, Minhyuk removing the tension from the room by asking you questions about yourself, your hobbies and college while you ate. All the while, Hoseok watched you in silence, his head in a daze at what just happened. He thought about how your heart pounded against his chest, how you had met his gaze with longing, how wonderfully soft your lips had felt in that split second before he had to turn away. 

After you were finished, Minhyuk told you it was time for your surprise and that you had to get dressed. You would have been more curious as to what the surprise might be if your thoughts wouldn’t be replaying that intimate moment with Hoseok over and over again. You wouldn’t stop thinking about it even after you were dressed and refreshed and got into the back of Hoseok’s car. 

You didn’t mind not sitting next to him, you needed some space between the two of you. Although your body craved exactly the opposite. Your head was busy dealing with a parade of What Ifs. What if he loved you back? What if you got together and things turned sour? What if your friendship would never be the same? What if this was all a big mistake?

It didn’t take long to get to your destination because you were soon knocked out of your thoughts by Hoseok’s voice. 

“We’re here,” he smiled widely. You got out of the car and wondered where “here” is. You looked around and saw a nice neighborhood, similar to that of where Monsta X’s dorm was located. You were standing in front of a small apartment complex, a few cherry trees decorating the entrance. Hoseok’s breath tickled your ear, making your insides feel warm and fuzzy, as he whispered in your ear, “Surprise.”

#monsta x #monsta x imagines #monsta x fluff #monsta x wonho #monsta x hoseok #monsta x minhyuk #monsta x soulmate au #monsta x wonho imagines #monsta x wonho fluff

[sweetestofchaos]

writer tag game

recommend 5 or more of your own works that you would rec to someone asking what they should read first & explain a little bit about the work. these can be the most popular, the ones you think are underrated, or your own favorites! then tag five (or more) other writers! 

Thank you for tagging me @minisugakoobies...let me see what I can come up with.

Tea Prompts - This is a small list of one-shots/drabbles that gives you a glimpse of what I have to offer as a writer. Very light hearted work with a little steamy goodness on the side for some of them. (boyfriend au)

2. Got7 Reactions - A mix of fluff, angst and smut for the Ahgase in all of us

3. Consideration - This is a slice of life one-shot with Mingi from Ateez that focuses on how imperfect relationships can be. It's not always going to be sunshine and rainbows and that communication is a key factor is fixing things when they seem wrong. (boyfriend au)

4. Stupid Love - Is pure angst that focuses on I.M (Changkyun) of Monsta X. It's a one-shot and it was one of my very first kpop babies. (unrequited love)

5. Blackthorn - This is my most current work that focuses on Min Yoongi of BTS. It's filled with a lot of world building and descriptions of colors, outfits and so much more. By far the most work I have put into any of my fics. (fantasy au, soulmate au)

Tagging - @theharrowing @rkivian @vvh0adie @gimmethatagustd...and anyone else who would like to play.

#soc tag game #my top 5 fics #i cheated a little #i hope you take the time to read them and let me know what you think #soc talks #ateez fic #got7 reactions #monsta x fic #bts fics

[softspokentulip]

circadian darling

chae hyungwon x gender neutral!reader

fluff, speckles of angst; “soulmate au where soulmate marks can manifest in various ways: from first words to flower blooms, anything can guide you to your soulmate - the only other person in the world whose mark matches your own perfectly. these marks can be clear as day, or they can be much more subtle.

however, in rare cases, where the mark might be too subtle, it is possible to have two kinds of marks, one of which manifests later in life. this is generally seen in cases where one type of mark isn’t enough to find your soulmate.

you are one such case. (you just don’t know it.)”

word count: 7926

          It is… 3:24 AM.

          You never intend to pull all-nighters. Some nights it’s harder to ignore the feeling of wakefulness than others. Like tonight, which finds your body exhausted from a long day, your eyes struggling to keep open, but your mind unable to just shut up.

          This is how it’s been your entire life. You’ve long since given up on finding ways to make yourself fall asleep: that one trick people swear up and down works like a charm has, at most, made you yawn. You’ve had enough warm milk and soothing teas to last you a lifetime. Playlist after playlist of calming music, rain audio, and even hypnosis videos do nothing for you. On nights like these, it’s easier (and less stressful) to wait for dawn, go about your daily business, and take a nap if you can while the sun watches over you.

          And you hate it.

          You hate that falling into bed is a gamble every night of whether you’ll get some rest. You hate the fatigue that haunts you most days; you hate the sympathy from friends, family, and strangers alike. They already pity you enough when they find out you’re markless - can’t you get a break from being poor (y/n)?

          3:26 AM glows bright red against your skin.

          Evidently not.

          A paper cup is set down in front of your face. “Rough night again?”

          You lift your head from where it rests atop your arms, tired gaze rising to settle on a familiar - sympathetic - face. Instead of answering, you grab the cup and bring it to your lips. The bitterness burns your tongue, jolting you alert. Nyx cringes from where she stands beside the table, as if she’d taken the sip herself. “Jesus, how do you drink that crap?”

          A chuckle bubbles out of you, sounds as resigned as you feel. “It wakes me up fast.”

          “You know, with creamer wakes you up just as quickly. Though, I guess the taste probably helps.” She nods to herself as you take another swig, the taste less shocking with each swallow. “Well, it’s your taste buds anyway, not mine.”

          You place the half-drained cup back down in front of you, and she looks like she wants to say something. “It’s not too bad once you get used to it,” you interrupt. “The first sip is the worst. Shouldn’t you be working?” Sure enough, glancing towards the counter grants you the sight of one of her coworkers impatiently watching your table. They look about ready to drag her back. She must follow your gaze because you hear her swear under her breath before brushing off her apron.

          “Right. Just, before I forget-” she rests a hand on your shoulder, and the ink sheep on her wrist blinks its eyes at you. You distantly observe that its outline is a lighter shade of black than usual. Huh. “Are you gonna be okay for the concert? If you end up feeling too tired that day, we don’t have to go.” The sheep’s head droops at her words, and a quick peek at her expression shows a hint of resignation. And you’re not a fool; you can take a hint.

          So you smile and shake your head. “I’ll be fine. You’ve been looking forward to seeing Monsta X for months. I can handle being a little drowsy.”

          Nyx doesn’t seem entirely convinced, but the coworker from before calls out her name and she takes a step back. “Alright. But please, if it gets worse, go see a doctor!” Her shout draws a few curious eyes, and you can see the red on her cheeks even from here. You roll your eyes, but hold your thumb up nonetheless. She smiles, satisfied, before turning and rushing behind the counter.

          You smile to yourself, too. You’re happy knowing she’ll be meeting her soulmate soon.

          Then your attention returns to your coffee and you frown.

          The things you have to do just to stay awake.

          The young child, whose scraped knee has been long forgotten, stares at you with wide eyes, equal parts curious and nervous. “Um,” his voice comes out small, but you’ve grown used to it by now. “I’m sorry you don’t have a soulmate.”

          And who said kids can’t be cruel? Still, you know his heart is in a good place - plus older people have said about the same much crueler. The sting to your heart is laughably ignorable. “It’s okay, Charlie. I don’t mind it. I can focus on myself, and it’s not as if I can’t be loved. I have my friends and my family, right?.” You swipe the alcohol pad across the bleeding scrape and immediately blow cool against it when he whines.

          “Mhm.” He responds, though he keeps staring at your hands. With a fond smile, you show him a selection of band-aids and happily apply the Hello Kitty one he chooses over his knees. Charlie finally starts again when you gesture that he’s good as new, and that he can go rejoin his friends. “Can I draw on you? Maybe your soulmate is lost and needs help finding you!”

          That makes your heart ache. Kid, I’ve tried that all my life. But he’s only six years old, he doesn’t understand that this is final yet, so you smile instead. “Of course. Let’s go find a marker.”

          Your voice echoes hollow, but he doesn’t seem to notice past his glee.

          It is 6:15 PM when something.. wet? scrawls across the skin of your left forearm. 

          The wind from your car’s air conditioner rolls over whatever it is, cooling it as soon as it drags across you, and, rightfully alarmed, you let out a confused hm and turn away from your phone call to inspect it.

          And you swear your heart stops beating.

          “What is it?” Nyx’s voice reaches through the static, but you don’t hear her.

          Because, just inches from the smiling red heart Charlie had drawn on your palm earlier today, in bold black ink and unfamiliar handwriting, - and an entirely different language - is something you definitely did not write.

          안녕하세요?

          “(y/n)? Everything alright?”

         Oh fuck that feels weird, the ink starts shifting on its own; the letters reshaping themselves, and the closest you can describe the sensation is the feeling of fingertips trailing along your arms so gently, as if in awe of you. And when the feeling subsides, when the new letters settle against your skin, your mind draws a blank.

          Hello?

          “I,” you struggle to be clear and concise, to talk in something louder than a whisper. You can hardly hear yourself, you doubt Nyx can. “I’m coming over.”

          “Now?!”

          “Now.”

          If you flinched even the smallest bit, you could smack her in the forehead with how close Nyx is holding your arm to her face.

          (And the only reason the temptation isn’t there is because you’re preoccupied wondering what the hell is going on.)

          Her eyes are so wide, you would worry about them rolling right out of her head if you weren’t just as wide-eyed, fighting back years’ worth of pent-up tears threatening to make an appearance.

          “Why do I recognise this?” She mumbles.

          “I did not write this my-”

          “That’s not what I’m saying!” She hurries to elaborate, looking up at you with teary eyes of her own. Her grip tightens around your wrist and elbow, and she gives your arm a small shake. “I believe you, (y/n). But this - this is fucking weird. Why did your soul mark develop now, instead of all those years ago? How? I don’t.. This doesn’t make any sense.” The uncertainty in her voice clenches your heart until it feels like it’ll shatter apart. You pull your arm free from her grip and hold it against your chest, as if cradling the mark.

          “I don’t know either! If you haven’t noticed, neither of us is majoring in soul studies!”

          Nyx deflates at your frustration, sheepishness clear in the tremble of her lips. You take a deep breath, a moment to wipe at your still unshed tears, and the dark letters catch your attention. It’s almost funny, how a single word could turn your world upside down. With a shuddering sigh, you bring your arm to your lips and kiss the message. It tastes of hope. “Please be real,” you whisper, voice muffled against the ink.

          Your friend hops to her feet abruptly, quickly stealing your attention back. There’s an excited fire in her eyes. “We have to go see a soul mark analyser! They’ll probably know what’s going on, right?” A chill settles in your bones, old and too familiar. You remember all too well your last experience with an analyser - which had started just as everyone else’s but ended with no good news, with none of the comforts you had been promised. You still remember the way your mother had wept as she cradled you, but you don’t know if she’d been trying to protect you or herself from the truth. You remember the unique and mortifying experience of giving your good friend the news in class the next day, how she hadn’t quite understood the first time, just like you hadn’t.

          Your discomfort must be obvious, or maybe Nyx knows you well, because she takes your hand and gives a reassuring squeeze. “We don’t have to go.” But you should. “I won’t let you go alone, but we don’t have to go at all.” You should.

          A hush falls over the room as she waits for your answer. For a few seconds, you seriously consider declining. You don’t want to get your hopes up only for a soulmate - your soulmate - to be ripped away from you again. It had been easier to come to terms with it because your hopes had been crushed so young, you could spend your developing years accepting it. If it happens again, will the pain be too fresh to heal from?

          But then you look back at your mark, at the questioning greeting on your arm, and you remember the ghost of a lover’s touch, the tingling warmth that had started small but wasted no time encompassing your entire being. Your heart leaps, soars through cloud nine and all the other clouds around it, and you have to make sure this is real.

          “We’ll go.”

          It is 1:43 AM, as you scroll through stories on your phone, that you realize you never tried to respond.

          How easily you forget the fatigue weighing you down. Careful not to make too much noise, you slip out of bed and find your way through the dark to Nyx’s writing desk, grabbing a pen before creeping out of her room.

          You sit down in the hallway, right beside the bedroom door, and pull the cap off. You don’t let yourself think long, fully aware that you’ll fill yourself with doubt if you do.

          Hello? Are you really there?

          And you wait. You’d forgotten your phone inside, and you don’t want to risk waking her by going to get it, so you sit in silence, staring at the wall across from you. What’s a few minutes alone with your thoughts? 

          It feels like centuries crawling along, too slow. You almost want to cry; were you wrong? Did you truly not have a soulmate and had just gotten your hopes up? You’d heard stories of people exhibiting false soul marks, usually caused by a soul unable to accept the loss of their soulmate. Could the same happen to those who never had soulmates to begin with? Was your heart aching so deeply for a soulmate, even now? You thought you’d long since accepted the fact, so why was this happening to you?

          Did you accept that? Yes, you’d brushed it aside, buried it, lived with it since you were eight years old. And of course you were devastated during your adolescent years, but you’d persevered. You were stronger now, weren’t you?

          Another moment’s silence with no response saw you sighing as you rubbed the corners of your eyes and told yourself it was because of drowsiness. You were about ready to retreat to bed to force yourself to sleep, but then you felt it. The faint touch of a pen tip - not your own - pressing your skin. Without another thought, you focused on the new ink slowly drawing itself out on your arm. Syllables formed words you didn’t recognize, and once the writing stopped, they began to trace into new letters, which formed words you did.

          Finally. You kept me waiting, darling.

          Tears suddenly burst forth, drip-dripping onto your arm, and the words smear the tiniest bit. You scramble to pat yourself dry, staining your pajama shirt in the process, before hurrying to respond.

          You’re real. I can’t believe you’re real. And you kiss your words, hoping they can somehow feel your lips.

          A much shorter wait before new words bloom, feeling like a gentle brush of another’s lips. Of course I’m real. Why are you crying?

          They’re happy tears. I didn’t think I had a soulmate. You take a deep breath. I think my soul missed you, even though I didn’t know you.

          Three taps appear as miniscule dots on your skin, and you can’t help but laugh and wonder what they look like when they’re thinking.

          I’ve always been here.

          And I missed you too.

          Exactly seven days later finds Nyx driving you to the clinic of one Dr. Valerie Luneiros, a soul mark analyser that works a town over - and the only one in the area who could fit you into their schedule so soon. You weren’t driving - at Nyx’s insistence: “You should be as stress free as possible.” Which was honestly a nice sentiment, one you were sure you’d appreciate.

          Except you couldn’t possibly be more stressed out.

          You’d been chatting pretty steadily with your soulmate for a few days after that first night. It had been a lot of fun, learning more about each other, establishing a comfortable dynamic. On more than one occasion, after discovering that anything that could be used to find one another would erase itself from your arms, you’d playfully tried to find ways to circumvent that. Naturally, none of them worked, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to mind. Being able to just talk and joke with someone in a way only you could was the most precious thing in this world to you. 

          (It should have worried you how quickly you’d grown attached, but again, you couldn’t find it in yourself to mind.)

          But then, a few minutes after the clock struck 8 PM four days ago, you’d received a message: I’ll be away for a while. Good luck with the analysis.

          And that had been the last response you’d gotten. At first, the silence wasn’t so bad. You still had a life to live, after all. Your days were too busy to feel impatient, and you spent your nights either resting fitfully or keeping your mind off the lack of messages with work and stories. When your patience had finally run out, during one night when you’d been unable to sleep and were uninterested in any of your usual distracting tasks, you’d written them a simple Hope everything is okay. And you would’ve been fine, even without a reply, but when it had promptly disappeared, anxiety lunged and wrapped around you like a serpent around its prey.

          Was your soulmate all right? Were they safe? You tried not to worry too much, comforted yourself with the trust that they would explain their radio silence once they returned.

          But four days is a lot of time to ruminate.

          And on top of that, a soul analysis clinic was definitely the last place you ever wanted to set foot in. The scent of sterilization and marginally too-strong citrus was too fresh in your memory, made you nauseous at the mere thought. The first expression of pity ever directed at you was forever burned into your brain, a wound once covered now unveiled and festering. You could still feel the cracking of your little heart once you understood what you’d been told, once you understood why your mother was crying.

          Thoughtlessly, you bring your fingertips to trail along your forearm, tracing the ghosts of letters long washed away.

          The faint sensation of fingers stroking on the other side brought you calm for at least the rest of the car ride.

          Dr. Luneiros’ clinic smells of hot chocolate.

          And to give them more credit, Dr. Luneiros themself is incredibly patient throughout your very unhelpful and highly confused explanation of what’s going on. They nod calmly along, take down notes diligently, and offer you comforting smiles whenever you need to pause. And when they ask if you could go more in depth about your soul mark history, they make it clear you can say no. So despite the anxiety about being in a place like this, you’re grateful that Nyx suggested coming here in the first place.

          But when they ask questions about your sleep schedule, - completely out of left field - you wonder for a moment if this is somehow an elaborate plan to get your possible insomnia problem checked out. Though when you glance Nyx’s way, ready to chew her out, she seems as confused as you feel. As you spill the details, - some of which has your friend gasping, like the time you’d spent three full days asleep - they jot down more notes and nod the more you share. They sort of resemble a bobblehead, actually!

          Until they suddenly smile wide and let out an “I see,” When they set their pen down and rest their stare on you, there’s a shocking amount of joy in their eyes, the constellations on their right cheek pulsing a bright golden glow. “I know what’s going on.” They say so simply, as if those five words don’t knock you out of orbit and leave your mind struggling to wrap around the fact that this makes sense to someone.

          “First of all, I’d like to apologize for the analyser that saw you when you were younger - and have a word with him. Every analyser knows no one is born without a soulmate. Though this kind of mark was discovered fairly recently, so I suppose I can understand how he missed the signs.” Dr. Luneiros stops themself from rambling on when they spot your confusion. “Right, anyway. (y/n), it’s not that you didn’t have a soulmate and now suddenly do. You’ve had one all your life; you just didn’t know how to look for them.”

          Your heart leaps into your throat and settles, choking your voice when you finally manage to ask, “What?”

          They nod, as if you’d said something to nod at. “As you know, soul marks can manifest in various forms, such as on your body, as physical objects, or even in your head.” And it’s your turn to nod, because you’ve known this since you could first remember anything. “Good. Well, they can also manifest so deeply within a person as an effect on one of their bodily functions.”

          You’re connecting the dots -  and Nyx must be too, because you see her through the corner of your eyes, staring at you with a gradually growing smile.

          “It seems your soul mark is present in your circadian rhythm, and that you and your soulmate’s are currently unaligned. Which explains why your sleeping patterns are so irregular.”

          Nyx lets out a cheer so loud and hugs you so tightly, you’d think it was her who the news was for. Still, you can’t dwell on it long because your stunned thoughts are screaming just as loudly. I’ve always had a soulmate. The realization fills your aching heart to the brim with relief, and you suddenly want nothing more than for your soulmate to be here with you already. You want to share this excitement with them, want to rejoice alongside them. Fuck, you want to see them in front of your own eyes, hold them with your own hands, kiss them until you run out of breath. Still, there is a lingering confusion that threatens to drown out your joy.

          “If that’s the case, then how are we chatting back and forth now?” You hold up your now blank forearm. “I thought people could only have one soul mark.”

          The analyser hums. “That’s usually true, yes. However, in special cases such as these, where the initial mark might be too difficult to follow, a second, clearer mark type manifests - generally an indeterminate but short amount of time before the soulmates are destined to meet.” They can barely finish getting the words out of their mouth before Nyx is screaming again and blurring your vision with how suddenly she shakes you.

          “Does that mean (y/n) will meet their soulmate soon?!”

          Oh, now you really feel lightheaded, and not just because of how much you’re being shaken.

          Did you know we’re apparently destined to meet soon?

          Washed away.

          Is everything okay?

          Washed away.

          Please answer me.

          Washed away.

          You know I can see you erasing this, genius. Are you ignoring me?

          Washed away after three minutes.

          Are you not excited to meet me?

          A short pause, before a dark cool line suddenly swipes along your forearm and washes away shortly after.

          I am. My makeup artist is too - she wants to strangle you.

          A response that draws a laugh out of you, tinged with relief and amusement.

          Your makeup artist? Are you a model?

          Something like that. You’ll know soon enough.

          Oh, mysterious. It’s not illegal, is it? I don’t know how well that lifestyle would suit me.

          Please stop writing on Mr. Hyungwon’s arm. You are making my job very difficult.

          It’s a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it moment, but you don’t blink. You see fragments of what must be a name - their name - and rush to copy what you remember down on a nearby piece of paper. Maybe anything revealing would erase itself, but as you stare down at the name you’d written, you figure that if you remember it yourself, then it should be fine.

          And you do remember parts of it. And it looks.. almost familiar.

          When you go to write on your arm again, you see your previous conversation has been washed away. Hyuwon? Your question erases itself a second later.

          Don’t make me laugh, darling, I’m supposed to sit still.

          But close.

          With each day that the concert crawls ever closer, sleep finds you easier than the night before. You feel better rested than you ever have. Your taste buds suffer less and less scalding black coffee, and you find yourself more attentive at your work - and throughout the rest of your daily tasks. Five days before the concert, when your outfit finally arrives (talk about a close call) and Nyx insists on coming over to see you model it, she’d sucked in a breath and covered her mouth with her hands, eyes glimmering with sudden tears, when she’d finally seen you since letting herself in. “I’ve never seen you so awake before!” she’d cried.

          (Followed by: “And the outfit looks so good on you! You’re gonna turn so many heads, but none of them are gonna be able to do anything about it!”)

          The universe, as it turns out, can be as blatantly obvious as it can be painstakingly subtle. Your soulmate is closer to you than ever before, and the likelihood of you meeting them the day of the concert is high. They must be attending from a different country - South Korea, if you had to guess. After all, you’ve determined that Korean is the language your soulmate is originally writing in before the mark translates it.

          And you feel a kind of excitement you haven’t felt in years, a rush of butterflies sweeping through your ribcage, wings beating harshly enough to crack bones. You swear your heart swells in size when you so much as think about your soulmate, drumming in harmony with the butterfly wings. It feels like your body has purged itself of a suffocating decay you didn’t know had taken hold, and you’re finally breathing through uncorrupted lungs for the first time. Flames eat away at thorns overgrown but make no moves to burn you, leaving a trail of soft kisses in its wake instead.

          It is… so fucking cheesy.

          But you can’t find a single part of you that minds. You think this must be what love is, and you hope your soulmate feels it too.

          It is, without a doubt, the most expensive hotel lobby you’ve ever been in.

          “And you’re certain this is the right place?”

          “I’m sure. I’m - he said it would be fancy, but.. God, I feel like we should’ve brought a present.” She rubs over the mark on her wrist, a nervous habit formed years ago, and it brings your attention to two things: one, the sheep is no longer a sheep, but a wolf almost done shedding its disguise, and two, the outline is now almost a stark white. The imagery is.. definitely concerning, but you figure the universe wouldn’t be cruel enough to deem people soulmates that would hurt each other. That doesn’t sit right, and soulmate or not, if the person on the other side of Nyx’s connection even thinks about trying anything, you’re not afraid of setting them and the universe straight.

          Anyway, you shift your focus to gauging her reaction. She seems seconds away from exploding, but the fuse is lit with both awe and insecurity, so you’re unsure which will set her off first. “We’re fine, Nyx. Let’s just find our room, okay?” When she nods, you head towards the grand staircase in the center of the room, your bags having been taken care of by an actual bellhop. You can’t help but awe at the chandelier casting an elegant golden light, shadows dancing in the corners of the lobby and adjacent halls. Carefully polished marble floor peeks out from the edges of the intricately patterned scarlet carpet, like you’re a movie star attending a high class debut. You absolutely don’t want to find out how much it costs to stay for the two days and nights her friend had paid for. Nyx had insisted it’d be all right to share, apparently, which led you to believe he’d been willing to pay that time for two rooms. “I couldn’t dream of affording this, holy shit.”

          “Please don’t remind me,” she almost whimpered. “I might throw up on all this rich stuff, and then we’d really be in trouble.” Her thumb traced over her mark, and the wolf followed her touch. “I’ll talk to him once we get to our room.”

          “Right. Let’s just focus on getting situated.”

          That night, at about 10:15 PM, despite how tired you are (and the refreshing lack of underlying wakefulness), you manage to write to them.

          So.

          So?

          I think we’re going to meet tomorrow.

          Is there something special about tomorrow?

          Kind of. And I have an idea I need to fly by you.

          I’m listening, darling.

          I want to draw something on my cheek. Something only we would understand.

          Interesting. And I assume you want to keep it on all day? Meaning that so will I.

          Right. Are you in?

          Definitely. I’ll find you tomorrow.

          Not if I find you first ♥

          Shit, that sounded creepy.

          Just a little hahaha

          Nyx won’t stop inspecting your face, and it’s honestly making you feel more unsure about the whole idea than you’d like to be.

          “Why did you write that?”

          You hum, trying to appear calmer than you feel. “For fun.” A silence stretches between you - and glancing at her through the reflection shows you her furrowed eyebrows and small pout. “What, you’ve made worse jokes.” Her response is an instant huff as she crossed her arms over her chest, and there’s a huge visual contrast between her all-dark and mature outfit and the bratty puff of her cheeks. The urge to pinch those cheeks grows, but you doubt she’d appreciate that, so you stay your hand.

          “Whatever, my jokes are great.” There’s a playful whine in her voice, and you know she’s not taking the conversation seriously. “Now come on, we have to get there soon if we want to check out the merch! Oh, and to see if there’s any fun little events they have planned!” Her “sour mood” brightens in seconds, and she’s rushing to make sure everything is ready to go. Your gaze returns to your reflection, the fondness in your eyes when you stare at your handiwork not alarming you as much as it would’ve a few weeks ago. Carefully written out in black face paint, you have your way to identify your soulmate.

          Hyuwon.

          On the drive to the concert hall, words slowly form on your arm that brings laughter to your lips.

          I should’ve expected this. You’re ridiculous, darling.

          I can’t wait to tell you in person.

          That I’m ridiculous? How kind of you.

          That I love you.

          Hours later, maybe a minute or two after it hits 6 PM, and you’re contemplating what sort of soft pretzel to buy, a drop dead gorgeous concertgoer catches your attention by extending a handkerchief towards you. Confused, you inspect the soft fabric before taking it. “Thanks?” You wonder as you start to pocket it, but they stop you with a laugh and a shake of their head.

          “Your makeup’s running a little bit.” To emphasize their point, they tap their cheek.

          “My makeup?” Your free hand instinctively imitates their gesture, but nothing stains your fingertips. “What do you-” and it clicks so suddenly, your breath hitches mid-sentence. The Monbebe’s expression flashes bewilderment and your heart plummets, falling so abruptly that you can’t catch it. You shove the handkerchief back into their hands and sprint to the nearest bathroom, forgetting about how long you’d had to wait to be so close to the front of the line. You barely get out an excuse me before you’re gripping the edges of a sink and gazing at your own reflection in one of the many mirrors.

          Just in time to see the final letters of what had once been there vanishing.

          Ten minutes before the concert starts, as you sit surrounded by the overwhelming energy of hundreds of people, something cold presses your arm.

          I’m sorry.

          Six minutes later, you bring yourself to respond.

          I guess I was wrong.

          ?

          Two more minutes and your arm is wiped clean. Nyx cheers happily beside you, and you smile when she looks your way.

          We aren’t going to meet today.

          The lights dim before you can see if your words are gone.

          Nyx says something you don’t hear over the screams and music.

          “What?” You call, unable to even hear your own voice, and she points towards the stage. Sure enough, when you look back, all of Monsta X is up there, each of them dancing incredibly, and you lose yourself in awe for a moment. One of the taller members radiates such effortless grace, even when he sings, and you can’t drag your attention away from him. His gaze sweeps over your area, almost as if he could sense your own stare, and he makes eye contact for a second. It somehow feels longer, and there’s a calm that falls over you as you smile back at him, waving without a second thought. He must get embarrassed, because you barely see his (indescribably adorable) smile before he’s turning his head away - and then the choreography carries him to the other side of the stage, and you’re reminded that Nyx had been trying to say something.

          When you shift your focus back to her, she’s leaning much closer and gesturing between her arm and the member who’d just looked at you - you think. You glance at her arm, and through the strobe lights, you see the wolf on her wrist has rid itself entirely of its sheep costume and is now completely white, with colors seeping into the inner edges of its shape. It wags its tail and seems to bark towards the stage. “Holy shit, Nyx!”

          It seems that wasn’t what she was trying to point out, because you see more than hear her groan as she briefly checks her arm. Then she stops before she can look back up - no screaming, no jumping around, no frustration at your not being able to hear her. Nothing. “Nyx?” You brace yourself to catch her just in case, but she stands still, unwavering, gaze slowly lifting to the stage.

          The song ends, and as you move to follow her line of sight, you see one member - not the one from before - looking back this way before the lights fade out.

          After the concert ends, the world comes crashing down as you wait to get out of the parking lot.

          You’re stuck waiting in a too-long line of other cars all trying to get out too, humming the last performed song under your breath and thinking about the man you’d waved at. As much as you tried not to focus solely on him for the rest of the concert, you’d found your gaze repeatedly drawn to him. There was just something that clicked in your head when you watched him, a serenity you’d never felt before (and one you hadn’t expected to feel at a concert, of all places). And more than once, you’d caught him stealing glances towards your side of the stage, though you hadn’t made eye contact again.

          Nyx hiccups, and it draws you out of your thoughts. You don’t need to look at her to know she’s all cried out. “How am I ever going to meet him?” She whispers, more to herself than for you, and your heart stills.

          The disappointment from earlier rears its head. You’d really been hoping to find your soulmate today. They’d agreed to go along with your idea - hell, they’d loved it, if their reaction was anything to go by. So why didn’t they follow through? Had they gotten cold feet? Did they not feel ready to meet yet?

          As you waited, moving your car along inch by agonizing inch, the disappointment slowly gave way to heavy-hearted understanding. A part of you had been anxious at the mere thought of meeting them all day, and though no part of you felt relieved when the word vanished, you were starting to rationalize: maybe it was better this way. Maybe you both just needed more time to get to know each other. Maybe it would be better to decide when you would meet, to discuss and have time to prepare for it. It wouldn’t be so bad, you reasoned, waiting a little longer. You’d been “soulmate-less” most of your life - what was waiting to meet them a few more days, weeks, months?

          (Not years. Years would be too much to handle.)

          (You’d really miss being able to sleep easily, though.)

          “What is meant to be, will be.”

          In the passenger seat, Nyx sighs. “Right.”

          Right.

          It takes thirty minutes to finally reach the hotel, despite what had been a mere five minute drive this morning. Leaving a concert was a nightmare, you decided.

          “My legs ache.” She croaked as she tried to massage her thigh.

          The image of her jumping excitedly about during the concert makes you chuckle. “Would you look at that, if it isn’t the consequences of your own actions.”

          Her eyes are almost entirely shut when she glares at you, and you know she’s nursing a headache. “Shush. Carry me?” As she asks, she lifts her arms towards you as if you’d already agreed.

          “No way,” you shoot her down, even though you crouch in front of her. A small cheerful noise comes out of her as she rests against your back, and you grab her thighs as she wraps her legs around your waist. Once she’s situated, you stand back up and start carefully climbing the pompous grand staircase (you hadn’t been able to find the damn elevator). The bag she holds swings back and forth at the movement, and you lift your chin to avoid getting smacked. “We have Tylenol in our room, take it once we get there.”

          “Thank you!”

          You regret the decision to carry her up all the stairs to reach the floor of your room.

          Nyx’s voice is muffled from where you lay with your face pressed into your pillow. “I’m so sorry. I really thought you were gonna put me down at some point.” You raise your head when she presses something cold to your hand and you say a small thank you before taking the water bottle she offers. “Are you okay? You’re not hurt, are you?”

          You drink until there’s a slight discomfort in your stomach, then you set the bottle aside and push yourself to sit up. You need to get yourself cleaned up. “I’m fine, just tired. I’m gonna go take a shower, then I’ll probably pass out or something.” You gather your pajamas and make your way towards the bathroom, and pause. With a glance back at her, you see her staring down at her mark, a colorful wolf sleepily curled around her wrist. “You’re meeting your online friend soon, aren’t you?”

          She perks up, her gaze lifting to settle on you. “Yeah! He’s exhausted and I am too, and since we’re here for two days, we agreed to meet tomorrow.”

          As you close the bathroom door behind you, you hear a knock at the door.

          Thankfully, you had a mind to get dressed in the bathroom, because when you step out, there’s a stranger casually conversing with Nyx.

          “Hello?” You wave your hand to catch their attention, and when they look at you, they both quickly erupt into shit-eating grins. That’s an expression you know means mischief, so you prepare to slip back into the bathroom and pretend to never have come out, but Nyx is jumping to her feet and hurrying to grab your hands before you do.

          “(y/n), this is my soulmate!”

          Suspicion melts away, and you smile at the two of them. “Whoa, congratulations! How did -” Getting another look at him, you realize it really is a member of Monsta X. No wonder she wasn’t sure if she’d meet them. “How did he find you?”

          She turns to look at him over her shoulder, and even though you can’t see her expression, you just know that it’s full of love. He smiles back at her so softly, like he’s been doing it all his life, and as happy as you are for them, you can’t help but feel like an intruder.

          You’re glad to see her so happy, really, you are.

          But if you have to spend one more minute in a room with these two when the sting of not having met your own soulmate is still too fresh, you’re gonna burst.

          “You don’t have to go, really.” The apology is clear on her face. Behind her, her soulmate - Changkyun, he’d introduced himself - glanced between you and his phone, typing something you vaguely suspect may be about you. You’d asked earlier if there was something on your cheek, since he kept glancing at it, but he’d shaken his head and smiled at Nyx, as if there was a joke you weren’t in on. “Please don’t go just sit next to the vending machine. I feel terrible.”

          “You don’t have to,” Changkyun pipes up, setting his phone down on his lap and focusing on you two. “I have a friend who wouldn’t mind you hanging out in his room.”

          “Maybe not, but I won’t intrude on a stranger. Besides, I can think of a lot of people who would mind me hanging out with someone from Monsta X so casually.” At that, he snickers, conceding you the point. “I’ll be okay, really. There are some seats and tables set up near the vending machine. I’m not gonna be sitting on the floor. You two have fun, yeah?” You turn to head down the hall - and stop. “Well, not too much fun, please, I have to sleep he-”

          The door slams shut, but you can still hear Changkyun’s laughter, muffled as it is.

          At 11:59 PM exactly, as you’re watching the decent quality videos you’d taken earlier, the familiar sensation of new ink writing itself out on your arm steals your attention. The words translate faster than ever.

          I told you I’d find you today.

          You can’t help the scoff that slips out, but while you’re reaching for your own pen, the most melodic laugh to ever grace your ears sounds off from in front of you and your breath catches in your throat. Footsteps slowly approach you, whoever it is (you know who it is) stops just as their legs come into your field of vision. When they crouch, you still can’t quite see their face, but you recognize the outfit (you know who this is). A hand grabs your own, their long fingers tracing shapes over your skin, reaching up until they touch the words (their words - and it feels just like the ink reshaping itself, but so much better because it’s real). You let out a shaky sigh when their other hand gently tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “You can look at me.” A soothing voice whispers, as if they’re as in awe of you as you are of them, and like the sailor allured by the siren, you happily obey.

          The first thing you focus on is the fondness swimming deep in his dark brown eyes, and it takes a moment for you to register: that fondness is for you. His lips, plush and pink and oh so kissable are drawn into a soft smile, his head tilted slightly as he tries to get a better look at you. The hair that falls over his eyes is beautiful and so fluffy, you wonder how it would feel to run your hands through it (and pretend not to get flustered at your own train of thought). His touch spreads warmth throughout your body, your heart beating so much faster than is probably healthy, but you really don’t mind. On his own arm, you spot Korean words you’ve never written before, and yet you recognize it as your own handwriting.

          He ducks his head a little more, gently coaxing you to look into his eyes again - and holy shit, you recognize him. This is the man from the concert, the one who’d looked at you, the one with the adorable smile and the aura of natural grace.

          And there’s that instant, easy tranquility falling over you again.

          “I’m sorry.” The hand not holding yours strokes a knuckle over your cheek, the slight furrow of his brows regretful, and you understand what he means. (And you don’t like that almost melancholy look in his eyes.) A smile that mirrors his own tugs at your lips, and you shake your head slowly as you tentatively interlace yours and his fingers. A faint pink kisses his cheeks, and when he flickers his gaze up to lock with yours, you swear there are galaxies lost in his eyes.

          Your heart falls again, but this time he’s there to catch it. “It’s okay,” he perks at the sound of his voice, and when his smile softens even more and he looks absolutely smitten, you wonder if that’s how you look, too. “Your makeup artist..?” He nods with a sigh of relief that brushes against your lips. Your cheek grows warmer, which you just know he can feel beneath his hand. (Sure enough, his little chuckle confirms your thoughts.)

          His smile somehow grows fonder, and you know you’re in love.

          “My name is Hyungwon. Not-” he interrupts himself with a quiet laugh that you lean forward to hear better, nearly pressing your foreheads together. “Hyuwon.”

          Laughter comes as easily with him in front of you as it did when he was miles away. “Okay. My name is (y/n.)”

          After heading back to his room (which he promised he’s not sharing, so it'd be just the two of you), you lose track of time from how much you guys talk, or just bask in the pure joy of having finally united. However, your body doesn’t.

          You don’t expect the yawn that parts your lips, and he says something that sounds a bit like cute. “Tired?” At your nod, he hums before falling into curious silence. (Just as you expected, he looks breathtakingly cute when he’s thinking, his lips forming a small pout as he stares passed you.) Once he must find what he wants to say, he shifts away from the center of the bed and pulls the covers back, patting the mattress. “Sleep with me?”

          The offer sincerely warms your heart, the butterflies beating harder against your ribs, and you have no chance to stop the wide smile that comes to your face as you stare at him. I love you so much already, your mind sighs. Your chest feels tight, your heart aches so sweetly, and you don’t mind any of it. The soft yellow of the lamp on his bedside table casts him in an angel’s glow, and not for the first time since you met him, you awe at his beauty. How lucky I am, you muse as you nod and carefully lay yourself down in the spot he’s left you, that you are my soulmate, Hyungwon.

          Hyungwon’s posture stiffens a second before he relaxes. He leans over you to turn the lamp off, the trace scent of jasmine and home gently embracing you, and you close your eyes. The light clicks off, he shifts back into his place beside you, and a comfortable silence falls around you. For a few minutes, there’s hardly any movement or sound, just the soft hissing of the humidifier and your own breathing.

          The feel of his hand wrapping around yours underneath the blankets startles you half to death. You turn to peer at him through the darkness - only to find he’s already staring at you, his lips quirking into a smile when you make eye contact. He pulls you closer by your joined hands until your faces are so close, your breaths intermingle between you, and then he brings your hand to his lips. The kiss he presses into your skin is delicate and loving, unbelievably so, and when his gaze flickers from your knuckles to your eyes, you nearly gasp at the raw affection you see in them.

          “Goodnight, 자기야.”

          Though the word sounds unfamiliar, it still warms your heart all the same. “Say that again.”

          He raises an eyebrow, his smile turning amused. “자기야?”

          “Ja - gi - yah?” You repeat slowly, looking at him to see if you’d said it right. He laughs under his breath, but it’s a fond noise. He props himself onto his elbow and reaches across from you again, grabbing a nearby pen and quickly scribbling it down on his arm. As expected, when you glance at your own arm, the word has written itself out - and rather quickly translated itself.

          Darling.

          Your heart just about melts. As you turn to stare at him again, he chooses that moment to lean down and press a kiss against your cheek. “Goodnight, 자기야.”

          “Goodnight,” you breathe, almost stunned into silence when you meet his eyes.

          I love you, they promise.

          It’s the best sleep you’ve had in your life.

#monsta x scenarios #monsta x scenario #monsta x soulmate au #hyungwon #hyungwon/reader #this was a lot of fun to write - im an absolute sucker for soulmate aus 💕