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ITS O N L Y ( ME ) W H O WANTS TO W R A P AROUND YOUR D R E A M S, HAVE YOU ANY D R E A M S YOU’D LIKE TO S E L L ? D R E A M OF LONELINESS, LIKE A ( H E A R T B E A T ) , D R I V E S YOU MAD IN THE STILLNESS OF ( R E M E M B E R I N G ) WHAT YOU H A D AND WHAT YOU L O S T ...

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what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

✨💫 little star 💫✨

what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

starry night - crucial star

my muse’s last text to your muse

[text → ✨💫 little star 💫✨] you don’t have to worry about anything okay?[text → ✨💫 little star 💫✨] i’ll always be by your side[text → ✨💫 little star 💫✨] also come to my room i stress bought chocolate and i’ve realised i can’t eat it all by myself 

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what your muse’s name is on mine’s phone

bestest brother bear 

what your muse’s picture is on mine’s phone

what your muse’s ringtone is on mine’s phone

IV. sweatpants - Childish Gambino

my muse’s last text to your muse

[text → bestest brother bear ] hey are you doing good? if you wanna meet up, i’m around near you right now. i was just passing by on a run [text →bestest brother bear ] dont ask why i’m running, i figured it was the easiest physical activity in the summer to pursue so my fitness instructors dont go mad[text → bestest brother bear ] just give me a call, i’ll buzz on up to see you if you fancy it. i can bring some drink if you want

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what your muse’s name is on mine’s phone

yeonthot in disguise

what your muse’s picture is on mine’s phone

what your muse’s ringtone is on mine’s phone

Girl Problems- White Knight

my muse’s last text to your muse

[text → yeonthot in disguise] henlo little miss mischief maker, i see you sneaking into my dorm at this fine hour and i am honored [text → yeonthot in disguise] i have chocolate and wine, u better spill all ur tea, all of it it has been ages since ive seen ur little chaotic self[text → yeonthot in disguise] we gotta cause some havoc, get in here and plan world destruction with me already we have been slacking

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what your muse’s name is on mine’s phone

beguiling woo ♡

what your muse’s picture is on mine’s phone

what your muse’s ringtone is on mine’s phone

FXXK IT - BIGBANG

my muse’s last text to your muse

[text → beguiling woo ♡] pretty boy, are these flowers and gifts on my welcome mat outside my dorm room by any chance from you? [text → beguiling woo ♡] you could’ve stuck around too you know, i trust you’ll be back later since you seem to have forgotten the most important gift aka you[text → beguiling woo ♡] anyways as per my doorm is devoid of people other than me, its a nice night, why don’t you drop by and let me thank you in person hm? 

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what your muse’s name is on mine’s phone

bby jihoonie ♡♡♡

what your muse’s picture is on mine’s phone

what your muse’s ringtone is on mine’s phone

I Like Me Better - Lauv

my muse’s last text to your muse

[outgoing text → bby jihoonie ♡♡♡] there is pizza, a lot of pizza, our managers must have been vanquished[outgoing text →bby jihoonie ♡♡♡ ] apparently the guys are gonna do a gaming night? you should come help me kick ass, i’m no good at this i need you on my team[outgoing text → bby jihoonie ♡♡♡] i miss you buttface, come and be a part of the fun and stop avoiding my love and defeat in gaming, i’ll whoop ur ass tenfold at this rate

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what your muse’s name is on mine’s phone

prince sangmin

what your muse’s picture is on mine’s phone

what your muse’s ringtone is on mine’s phone

The Good Side - Troye Sivan

my muse’s last text to your muse

[outgoing text → prince sangmin] henlo momther of thirteen charming dwarves[outgoing text → prince sangmin] more specifically me and yun, we are the dwarves[outgoing text → prince sangmin] are we going out for food tonight? yun wants to come and so does changki, i think we should treat yun anyway but its up to you just let me know. [outgoing text → prince sangmin] clear your new sugar baby schedule for your best boys. 

[wlw]

“not everything can be gay” it can. and it will

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cell phone headcanons

send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including:                              - what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone                              - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone                              - what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone                              - my muse’s last text to your muse

[fmdastral-blog]

fmdtheo:

Over the years, it hadn’t been uncommon for a member of Charm to come into Theo’s room uninvited in search of advice or counsel; maybe there was an air to Theo that made people trust him with their worries and secrets, but he didn’t mind. It was something he took seriously, keeping anything that someone had told him under metaphorical lock and key. Lounging on his bed, french rap quietly coming out of the speakers of his laptop, he wasn’t surprised at first to see Astral’s head peeking from behind the door. What surprised him, however, was what Astral said afterwards. What was he possibly keeping from Theo? A few possibilities ran through his head, and he quietly prayed that Astral hadn’t gone off and done something that was worthy of a scandal; the last thing he wanted was having the manager watching their every move again. 

Moving his laptop to the side as Astral tugged him closer, Theo’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What is it?” He asked, tilting his head with a curious expression. He had absolutely no idea what the other wanted to tell him, and he couldn’t help but feel a little anxious no matter how much Astral tried to reassure him. “It concerns me? What happened? Of course you can tell me anything, you know I won’t say anything to the other boys.” His voice was quiet, placing a gentle hand on the other boy’s shoulder as he spoke. Even if he was anxious, he didn’t want Astral to feel like he couldn’t tell him what was on his mind. “If it’s bothering you then you should get it off your chest.”

though theo was not the leader of charm, he had been there like one from the very beginning and perhaps it was because he was simply far more rational than most of the boys, it was something they could never truly understand but all were appreciative of the amount of weight theo would take on his shoulders, usually astral would smile fondly at the sound of french rap of all things emitting from the others speakers, usually he would only come in for the sake of a cuddle and company of someone else who stayed up far too late at night with far too much on his mind but good snacks and good music to make up for it. astral had to resist the urge to flinch slightly under that scrutinizing gaze, it meant nothing personal just that theo was considering all possibilities and as typical of him with his slightly unruly thirteen brothers, considering the worst scenarios first and foremost. but still, the silent question he could see of had he been in scandal or not had him tense, astral was not the sort especially considering his closeness to theo more than anyone and therefore his knowledge of just how much and too much theo took on his shoulders as his own responsibility when it in fact was not but sometimes he wondered, he second guessed himself all the time.

astral bit his lip, chewed worryingly to the point it would have been pointless him applying his lip moisture and facial routine as he was bound to make dead skin arise and swollen. ‘ just...its hard to say, just give me a moment’ he whispered, feeling like he could barely even breathe, chest was tight and throat felt closed up, he had to close his eyes and think of anything but this because truthfully he was worried he’d face a panic attack or asthma if he didn’t simply pause and pretend this wasn’t as huge as it was. ‘it... its not that i don’t trust the other boys or anything, its that im worried this would get blown out of proportion, make things weird or hurt some of them if they knew’ he whispered, weak and broken as he pinched at nasal, eyes watery as he faced the reality, there was no going back now he had to tell theo. he had to put all of this tension and secretism to an end between them otherwise it would cause stifling anxiety, uncertainty and more trouble than it all was worth. 

he choked back a mix between a sob and a laugh as he melted slightly into the comforting touch, it was so typical of theo to say something like that which was so true and yet so ironic because how much weight it would carry to get it off his chest even if it was locked inside or lingering in the air between them. ‘theo i- it was a while ago but i, i used to fancy you and i don’t just mean like this silly small crush, i mean i really used to be like...head over heels for you and yes you never knew before you say it, thats probably because i never wanted you to so i never let it show one tiny bit, not to you or to the others. no one really caught on, some knew i was crushing but none knew it was you. anyway i- its in the past but its been killing me, keeping it so disclosed it made me feel like i was keeping some sordid secret...like it was something to be ashamed of. and i- i know you’re with taesung or trying that out, it sounds stupid but to me that made this an easier and better time to tell you. because it was in the past and it doesn’t matter now, but i don’t want it to always be this secret i carry when i’m gonna be by your side all my life, i know it’ll inevitably cause strain between us if i don’t...just get it out there so it can properly be let go. i mean i’m gonna be best man at your wedding and you at mine right? so this is embarrassing content for the speeches at least’ he joked lightly through a sniffle, wiping his eyes and smiling softly. ‘we’re both slightly different people now and moving on, but i didn’t feel like i properly could unless you knew’ 

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something ticked–gnawed at his nape. it was an odd, prickly sensation noah couldn’t wash away with soju. it remained ever so stubbornly, a finger prodding with a sharp, pointed nail. nothing painful, not an aching throb, but a constant presence. noah couldn’t put his tongue on what it was. was it a domestic issue–forgetting to turn off the oven? no, noah hadn’t cooked anything in a month, resorting to an unhealthy diet of purely ramen. his weight loss was significant, muscles deteriorating. did he forget to feed james? no, james ate before noah ever did… if he did. he was more a drinker. a heavy one in denial. 

 so he guzzled down the dense alcohol, allowing his mind to wander and crumble. strangers became one-night friends–friends. eyes wide, red veins a bold contrast against white, and noah sought for his phone. he dialed a number he knew by heart. pressed to his face, cold sweat marred the screen foggy as he raced from the sweltering pub. or was his body heating up. the buzz of soju warmed his cheeks, complexion red as he panted with every lunge. “pick up, pick up.” a mantra he muttered as he ran. 

if astral was there, noah wasn’t too far away, but he hoped he wasn’t there. he texted astral before sun set, inviting him for a round of shots. nothing. “c'mon, pick up.” each ring sounded more grave and harrowing. maybe he was busy; CHARM was popular, making headlines and waves, but that meant fatigue. less freedom. more stress. noah ground his molars, veins popping in his neck. “dammit.”

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for hours he had pondered here, it had been a while, there was a bittersweet sentimentality that accompanied the thought, a while since he had stood on ledge and tiptoed as far as a fragile mentality would take him without giving further taunt, you’re weak, you’re useless, you can’t even do this one thing and its something that you want. hands clasped head, ripped at tendrils of hair, salty and soaking tears drowned petite features as he stared into the bottomless and desperately wondered why his head could not also be so empty and devoid of all meaning, thought, ability to lessen himself this way and disappoint others more. for it seemed astral could do no good, be it living and forcing smiles or dead and unable to force or feel a thing. what was this limbo he was trapped in, why was it so select, he simply wanted to feel real and untouchable like people his age were supposed to especially with the world on a silver platter as they all said. 

his car was parked at a far more respectful distance, it was almost like if you traced astral’s progress through this dark and haughty place, a sordid secret in the flesh that astral had never had so clearly before, you could trace the depression within as well. see from that distance, someone simply pondered and had a chance of redemption, of being saved, in a car staring out the possibility someone might be with you, might reach out and pull you out of your own head it was much more fanciful and the air was full of potential. from that distance you were held back not by fear, but by hope. but there would be no dreams, no hope. no second chances or love here on the ledge, you were alone and it was to blame on your own selfish need for it. that dark voice lulling, you chose this, it was you who turned away everyone but the shadow inside that said you are better in a void, burning yourself out and disappearing. 

and from that distance, that more beautiful and romanticized one, a phone lay on the drivers side seat, buzzing insistently, the first and only ever sign that those nagging back of the mind wishes were not all as false as they seemed, because through that little device so often blamed for tearing apart communication noah was trying to break through and save a lost cause. how ironic it should be that this time, astral wouldn’t cowardly turn back to his car and notice, how ironic that this time when he considered the signs of hope he would completely miss it. rubble slipped away underfoot, slight breath of paranoia leaving parted lips as astral’s foot nearly fell into unknown with it. tears dripped and stained what remained as cold laughter at himself echoed, well your fear is finally rid of now how can one be so pathetic when so near, go ahead and fall, take a rest, you won’t feel a thing. no one will feel a thing, it’ll be that ominous fall and wind in ears before a drop and peace, its not like you’ll know. but noah will, if noah makes it he’ll catch astral just narrowly before he takes a leap of twisted faith. 

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fmdgunwoo:

        while the stimulation of feet embracing the floor as a toned body fluidly jived across the wooden ground of a rehearsal studio hadn’t had much of an impact on him yet, gunwoo knew that being under the constant supervision of his smaller sunbaenim would boost his overall intrigue with dancing —— whether it be in the art of losing oneself to the music, or navigating each dip & curve of a person’s bare physique betwixt sheets of SILK & SATIN. the latter was what he was most accustomed to, & being that he was so experienced in the act of carnal desires, it gave him more confidence in his animalistic abilities. so, instead of falling prey to his latent insecurities, he knew that treating dance as he does sex would improve how much he enjoys it as a way to perform. emotions could be conveyed through the grace of an arm & leg just as much as it could be created through the timbre & tones of a voice, so he was learning to find a newfound appreciation for it —— especially with such a passionate & ANGELICALLY ATTRACTIVE instructor at his disposal. if it weren’t for astral, he knew that he would still dread each hour spent in the presence of choreographers ; their obnoxiously gruff bellowing every time his footwork wasn’t pristine or he was out of formation causing him excessive annoyance, which only led them to place him in the backline of each number they’d practice for the stage. it was a never — ending cycle of the leaving the angels who supported UNITY upset that their bias wasn’t given a spotlight unless his powerful tenor range was being utilized. not wanting to cause any unnecessary rumbles of negativity & bad publicity for his company, he decided that working diligently on improvement was far more favorable. so, when his palm was clutched onto & the spritely dancer rose up once more, gunwoo grinned, then dampened his lips with his tongue.

        ❝ oh, trust me, baby, i haven’t forgotten… i’m still in awe of you whenever i watch your hips SWAY in such a beautiful fashion, ❞ the heir lilted, a wink following suit to emphasize flirtation. ❝ i’m glad that you think that i look good in all of my struggles. i guess that makes all of this worth it in the end, no ?? after all, that sentiment is definitely MUTUAL. ❞ their back & forth had always been one of the elder’s favorite parts of each lesson. trading coquettish comments with such a handsome individual only strengthened their bond, & it seemed as if little — by — little, they were teetering closer to edge of their potent fantasies. snickering at the comments that continued to seep from between rosy petals, the vocalist shrugged his shoulders ; that same cocky smile decorating his countenance. ❝ what’s the point of speaking another language when you look so cute when you’re BEGUILED, huh ?? i mean, if i’m able to see the adorable way you crinkle your nose.. ❞ with that, he brought a finger up to the tip of the other’s nose, tapping it gently. ❝ or the way that you blush… ❞ then, his hand moved to cup one side of byeongkwan’s cheeks affectionately, leaning into give the free one a kiss before pulling back softly. ❝ then, could you possibly blame me for wanting to do nothing but FLATTER YOU all day long ?? not only that, but you make it so easy for me… if you were in my position, you’d definitely end up doing the same. ❞ each honey — drenched syllable that fell from his opposite’s mouth strengthened his libido, & he was tempted to finally make a move. ❝ you’re just so fuckin’ sexy… ❞ gunwoo swore, one of his palms running down the length of the other’s back before resting on the small of it. ❝ what would you do if i ravished you right here, & right now, huh ?? would you like that ?? ❞

        being more brazen than before, his fingers reached due south to grab onto the weight of one of astral’s flanks, squeezing into it boldly as he moved their pelvises to meet. ❝ would you be READY for that, hmm ?? ready for me to pick you up, & have my way with you ?? ❞ daring to go even further, UNITY’s main vocalist pressed forward & connected their kissing cherries, conveying all of his wanton thoughts & cravings with one, sweet lock of lips before pulling away. ❝ what d’ya say to that, hmm ?? I’M READY IF YOU ARE. ❞ he repeated, chocolate irises gleaming with mischief & lust.

whilst gunwoo had plenty of drive and knowledge of harmony bodies could create combined in exploration of pleasure, some divine state only sin could ironically grant access of. astral was not let in on this secret, had not been given the key to unlock the gates of heaven in such a sense, his dance could channel sex but not once until gunwoo had he truly felt it and although it put him ahead of gunwoo in the training room when creating rhythm, he still had much to learn in their alone time together. usually astral was a much more moral person, but he didn’t allow himself to think of theo and how distressed he would be if he knew the divulgence astral and his ex ventured into more often than not these days, did not think of uncertain consequences of letting gunwoo love him in this way, which could not be said to be destined for more than a short time, he wanted to be young and risk taking, he wanted to act like someone normal and sleep around if he had no reason not to. gunwoo had granted something to astral in return for the learning of dance that he did not even truly realise he had given, and astral was just as grateful to the other as he was to him. he too had never had such privilege to dance as an authoritative figure in such a sexual light, it was quite the power drive and a kick of thrill he hadn’t felt for a while. 

‘ but you would rather see my hips sway against you, i know you far too well woo and this always ends the same, are you actually learning to dance or am i just fulfilling your sexual needs more?’ he teased. ‘yah, its meant to be worth it because you’ll finally be center for those precious fans but if its me you’re more interested in then i’ll keep it a secret how much it pleases me’ he scolded playfully as he gently whacked the other with a sweat rag. astral sucked in breath however when the other became more ambitious, rooted to the spot suddenly and feeling shorter of it as he watched him come close, eyes fixated deeply on him as if he could not break free with every small fleeting and teasing touch. as kiss pressed to cheek and hand cupped, goosebumps raised on untainted flesh and a sudden airy sigh escaped lips both startled and pleased, oh so pleased at the tender and sensually given feeling of flesh against his own. ‘ you know, you’re pretty tempting yourself so i’m pretty sure i understand exactly where you’re coming from’ he murmured softly, fingers trailing others form and finally clutching onto stronger much broader shoulders as touch became wilder, more overtly drenched in sexual intention. ‘ i- you don’t take me for someone to be afraid of letting you have your way in this dangerously public space do you? you know better’ astral tutted, final shred of power exercised. 

soft and effeminate moan escaped luxury dripped lips, silken and slick with moisture from peachy lip balm and sweat, hips moved of their own accord in wanton need for touch, someone so touch starved as astral would not take much movement to undo, a simple touch could be made sultry with the right pace. he ran fingers further, up the back of a shirt and tracing across spine, feeling as muscles flex, it would be no surprise to gunwoo that the size and height difference between the two was one of astral’s biggest turn ons. ‘ i’ve been ready for that since you first started coming here, don’t act like you didn’t know especially with the way you always stripped off so fuckin languid and cocky, you’re such a tease why don’t you just do it’ he whined fingers tugging demandingly for shirt to be discarded before resting on nape of neck and running through sweat drenched locks. astral whimpered softly against others lips as they met his own, eyes fluttering shut as if this was the most peaceful and satisfied he had and ever could be as soft little moans escaped between the two’s mouths, gasping desperately with the shudders and shivers down spine to match before needily diving into indulgent and heated kiss again and again. ‘ i swear to god gunwoo, if you don’t fuck me right now i’m gonna go crazy, just- god, just fuck me’ 

[pocmuzings]

“Of course I look angry all the time. My entire life I’ve been fighting a war. I am soaked in pain and sadness. The irony however, is that I’m not actually angry, I’m trying to learn how to be happy. And that in itself is a war…”

— thedemonkings  // The War  (via jcnnifercheck)

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closed to ─ : @fmdchangki​​. date && time ─ : april 16, 2018 && 4:30 pm

‘ you really don’t have to PAMPER me so much changki ’ astral murmured, though the words held no real meaning, for a boy m a l n o u r i s h e d of love for a dry and isolated time, the leaders love was the most IMPORTANT of all to the performer. he had grown with a father who liked to beat and know bruises as art, prettiness. twisted and m a l i c i o u s, never even attempted to be dressed up in rose and satin as that airy MYSTIFYING chokehold known as love. but changki, changki was a father figure in a more brotherly stature and air, c h e r i s h i n g astral like no other had in such a platonic yet devoted and adoring way. appreciating how he danced, how it was his life force. seeing beyond even his sad days where no one could truly UNLOCK him, changki didn’t even need a key, he would ask softly spoken and t e m p t i n g l y sweet in the secret language he made for a BROKEN BOY whom he still admired and made feel so valid, cuddling him for hours and sitting in silence with him when touch was not something he could react humanly to. he loved astral, bad and good, with a HEART CRUSHING openesss, neglect of vulnerability for it and it resonated with him. though never expressing it, he had always been thankful for his members, would die for any of them in a heartbeat or less, they had taken in an a b a n d o n e d and wild beast and not t a m e d him, but taught him how to be a beast in a more beautiful and gentle nature. these thoughts danced in an unusually chipper mind as he was walked around the shopping arcade with the superior, hands intertwined ( changki kept squishing his cheeks, showing him the smallest things he could find to make a point of his tininess ) and he sipped at a ridiculously large shake changki had spent too much on for him, now offering it sweetly and unknowingly full of aegyo to the other. ‘ you surely knew i couldn’t drink all this alone, would you like some ? you can choose where we eat hyung, i’ll be happy with whatever, you know me well enough ’ 

[fmdastral-blog]

closed to ─ : @fmdtheo​. date && time ─ : april 16, 2018 && 7:30 pm

‘ theo, i need to speak with you about something...its not- you don’t have to worry or stress over it but i would feel better finally having it off my chest. i feel like i’m keeping secrets from you and it just...feels WRONG ’ the other rambled s p o n t a n e o u s l y as the door creaked open to theo’s room, he heaved a sigh and sucked an even sharper breath of biting air back in. this was what he had been d r e a d i n g so long now, he wished so FERVENTLY that he could have kept this secret his and his alone, but it had began to feel like a weight on his chest. compress, compress, drown and smother. it was no good, it simply felt like something SORDID he was hoarding. astral had no further wish or desire than to inform theo of his emotions, after all they concerned the other and whether they had existed long ago or not, a part of his heart would always HARBOR  them for the french talent whom he had became close to before anyone, who saw him when no one else ever could or ever would. like it or not, theo was his SOULMATE , platonically that much was assured but astral’s heart had been v i c t i m of confusion in the proximity an infinity ago, and he could no longer hide something so big from the object behind it all. there was an AWAKENING sense, if he let this go from his mouth into the open, he would feel lighter and some issues the group had been having for so long now would begin to resolve. for communication and openness was all they truly needed for this HEALING to take place, however with the right people. ‘ i can already hear you thinking in a panic, it really isn’t meant to b u r d e n you sangmin, its just...better that you know, i’m able to tell you everything right ? this is pretty big, i don’t want to tell anyone but you ’ he said in a more trembling quiet voice, sounding painfully reminiscent of the SHADOW PRINCE astral he had been long ago. he flitted through the door, made himself at home as he had always been able to and gently tugged theo to sit beside him as he hugged a pillow c r u s h i n g l y within his lap. ‘ this happened...a while ago. i kept it a secret because it was really no-one’s worry but mine. but you deserve to know, it concerns you after all and you’re my best friend, i’m gonna be like best man at your wedding and you at mine and all that, so...just get comfy okay cause this might take a while and i don’t expect anything back, i’m not asking for you to do anything about it...i don’t want that and you wont either, we’ve both moved on too far in life. but...i would feel better without it s u f f o c a t i n g me silently ’ 

[fmdgunwoo-blog]

└  ✰  ╱  CLOSED STARTER: ASTRAL.

        for the past couple of months now, gunwoo had been meeting with CHARM’s astral privately for extra assistance on his dance skills. while he wasn’t the worst when it came to movement, compared to the others in UNITY, he definitely was at a disadvantage. lessons taken before becoming a trainee gave him the fundamentals, but when he was finally signed under dimensions entertainment, they put a stronger focus on the use of his voice rather than cramming hours upon hours of footwork & rhythm into his agenda. being a vocalist by nature, whenever they would perform live, he often put an emphasis on doing more languid motions in attempt to keep his posture upright & his jaw more relaxed ; sound production & support from his diaphragm more important to him than being accurate with the sway of his hips. however, his management had told him that most of the commentary that surfaced online that involved him were of people wanting to see more of their BIAS in the frontline, as opposed to being in the back for most of their comebacks. while he didn’t want to disappoint any of them by not being more of a fixture in their formations, he knew that he needed to become more confident in his careening for the choreographers to feature him more, so not wanting to burden his group — mates with his lack of grace, he initially sought out the small performance unit member due to how much he marveled at his talents on — stage, but also because he was INCREDIBLY ATTRACTED to him, as well.

        so now, here they were : seated upon the hardwood floor of bc entertainment’s rehearsal studio ; taking an intermission from the exertion that they’d already worked through. bringing a bottle of water up to the curve of his lips, he took a long drink, then used the back of his arm to dab away the beads of sweat that had accumulated on his brow. ❝ whew ! i don’t understand how you can move around like that for so long & hardly even break a sweat, babe. ❞ he praised, still in complete awe of the younger male. reaching his free — hand out, he placed it on the strength of the smaller’s thigh & gave it a sweetly affectionate squeeze ; a fond smile sprouting on his chiseled countenance. ❝ you’re amazing, you know that ?? i’m glad that we still get to meet up after so long. this is honestly a really big HIGHLIGHT of my week, & it’s all because i get to spend time with a little cutie like you. ❞ flirtation was a language that gunwoo was fluent in, & he couldn’t deny that he felt the need to shower his unofficial instructor with honeyed vocables. ❝ how someone so little brings such a fire to the stage is beyond me, & i’m sure all the fans marvel at your skill. i know that if i were sitting front row at your shows, i definitely would. ❞ standing up again, he placed the container of aqua down before extending a palm out to byeongkwan ; a simper tugging at his mouth. ❝ you ready to get goin’ again, handsome ?? i can hardly wait to see how sexy you look when you’re in the zone again. ❞

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    it was no surprise gunwoo had eventually worn down, even astral. he made it a business to get personal with almost every charm member in some way or another, had the other not become so acquainted he would worry they had a biggest fan in their midst. something gunwoo needed and not just wanted, was a little magic when it came to those two left feet. from astral’s perspective, they were really letting down a handsome face and body. gunwoo had potential, or perhaps that was l u s t f u l daydreams INFLUENCE of sweaty body and strong movement, lithe and fluid and s e d u c t i v e. perhaps it was indeed FANTASIES turned to reality but fortune ever worked in astral’s favor on this occasion because gunwoo was not beyond asking for a hand or more, in bringing HEDONISM to life. astral had at first argued, all these HONEY DIPPED words and luxurious imaginations b e s t o w e d to the other in order to teach, were nothing more than such. an effort of the other to put himself in the fanbase’s shoes, what would they like to see from their bias ? fittingly, it disguised and worked in accordance with exactly what astral a c h e d to be witness to. body in full harmony and PROWESS the epitome and height of pleasure found in such a neutral ground. of course it wasn’t till further despite the constant flirting, astral would realise he had been seeked out for a fascination that lingered on more than talent and increasingly the FLAVORS and mood of sex that he would be known to be charismatic of especially in this rare s a c r e d ritual, dance, for him. 

          astral looked over his shoulder from where he perched, head thrown back in an effort to subdue the sound of exhaustion in the reminiscence of doing what you love. eyes flickered to the others form, sweat dripping and GLOWING on e t h e r e a l skin, looking every part a TAINTED DREAM. the lewd but not unwelcome thoughts and urges came as always, t i n g e d and colored with ache for possession, to destroy and take and give and recreate in the most intimate way. put simply, dark thoughts s t a i n e d at a more innocent appearing mind with want to lick that sweat away and suck and kiss, taste and sense. astral wasn’t sure what it was about dance combined with this attraction that made it heighten so, become so PRIMAL, but it was p o w e r f u l and raw and he had not wanted so FEVERISHLY in a long time. ‘ you forget i was dancing before i even practiced with performance unit, its been my element since i was young. the body adjusts, i’m not sure you’ll ever have the same pleasure babes but...the sweat isn’t a bad look for you ’ the other murmured cheekily, lips curving in a bright and rare smile, lids fluttered to find BLISS  in giving in to simply existing for a few moments. ‘ do you know any other language than that of BEGUILE ? you don’t need me to tell you not to stop though, you’re too good at that praise for me to fight it ’ he chuckled lowly, leaning in languid, closer and yet not close enough as he guided in a casual gesture, for the hand c l a i m i n g his body to EXPLORE  further. ‘ if you were front row, i dont think anything could hold you back, i dont trust you not to try and RAVAGE me on stage ’ he teased equally and loosely, eyes rolling and g l i s t e n i n g with danger as he placed a tender hand in the others safety. ‘ good because its definitely going to get sexier, you’re all bark and no bite right now but i’ll put you to work as you need honey ’ he c o a x e d, lips TAUNTINGLY close as he rose to the others body, tension lingering as he did before dragging the other where he need be. ‘ i’m ready when you are ’  

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hewwo so I cannot get on astral tonight though I wanted to bc like it’s sO late and I’ve been so busy with irl it’s not been going good, slight bit of family drama throughout this weekend and nan in hospital with something quite serious but she’s back home now thank god, I’ll be here tomorrow evening to get stuff sorted but this is just a tracker so everyone knows I haven’t forgotten about them!!

astral:

• starter for @ariesfmd

• plotting with @fmdjoonsoo

• plotting with @fmdtaesung

• plotting with @fmdyeona

• plotting with @fmdjaewon

• potential starter for @fmdxblue

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amor:

• potential fresh thread with @fmdxblue

• potential starters for @fmdcrown & @fmdhaneul

• idolized second task batch

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👀what would your ideal idol group look like?

CHARM?? like where else am I gonna find a group full of almost thirteen whole gays who are just as much disastrous as I am?? I hit the jackpot with these boys honestly can’t imagine anything better.