love the moon ☾

casey "ace" moon | moon minseok 22 | senior | jock

[ksminseok]

pay you for sex? is there something you want to share with me, casey?

honesty hour

“just that you’re going to be very broke, very soon. I don’t come cheap. it’s fine, you have daddy’s money right?”

[ksminseok]

You owe me like five packs of fucking cigarettes you ass, when are you planning on repaying?

honesty hour

“um maybe when you pay me back for all the sex? shit’s not free you know, considering we’re not dating.”

[ksminseok]

would you kill someone for carter?

honesty hour

“this isn’t a question. I’d put everything on the line for that idiot in a heartbeat, as much as I hate to admit it. torched corpse would be no trouble either considering my dad does what he does. I might as well take advantage of being the heir to a throne I don’t want while I can right.”

[ksminseok]

[ksminseok]

ksxtristan:

shaky limbs are what carry him to the school toilets. the ones on the top floor, less used, and a lot more secluded than those on the main or second floor. it’s enough for tristan to have even the slightest possible reassurance that he shouldn’t be bothered too much. and so he managed to push himself in. hands bracing against either side of a sink with heavy breaths.

no matter how many times his mind repeats that he’s okay, the he didn’t do anything wrong, that this is fine– tristan can’t believe it. he just can’t. and normally so good at counting how much goes into his body, keeping track too much, so much more than anyone else would– obsessively. he doesn’t know how he let himself slip up. consuming too much. tristan felt sick, like he’d betrayed himself as his mind screamed at him, echoed all the thoughts he didn’t need to hear right now, or ever.

he can’t stop the shaking, or heavy breaths, as he half keels over, legs threatening to give out underneath him. he refuses to look up into the small hanging mirror close by either, for the fear of what he’ll see. and for the moment, his mind taunts him with the idea of bringing it all back up if he’s so uncomfortable with the good in his stomach, the new added weight that he’d surely notice– but tristan’s pretty sure he doesn’t even need to force himself to be sick considering he already feels like he might be. instead, he just lets himself continuously break down, his mind threatening to destroy him as he heaves out heavy breaths, despite the feeling that no air is actually getting back to him. if only he hadn’t gone over a limit, then he was sure he’d have been fine. unwell, and still pretty light headed. but he wouldn’t feel as disgusted with himself now. more than normal.

too busy trying to sort himself out though, tristan doesn’t hear the click of the door opening over the other side of the room.

To be quite frank Mondays weren’t a day that Minseok was particularity fond of to begin with and with how this one was going so far the jock boy was only reminded how much he hated the damn start of the week. After all the shit he’d already gone through today he was ready to call it a night, and it was barely past noon. First the missed calls from his dad, then sleeping in and missing his practical exam, down to even his coffee order, getting mixed up for the millionth time at the shoddy hipster cafe on campus which he only went to when he was desperate and oh boy was he desperate for some caffeine to relieve his growing headache. So when he was met with another roadblock it was really no surprise to him. Walking to the men’s bathroom on the second floor to relieve himself, Minseok was turned away by an upset looking member of the janitorial staff before even setting foot through the door. The graffiti covered door plus a brief explanation from the man tipped him off to what had most likely gone on behind those closed doors. He was convinced it was more clique prank war shit and this looked like inferior work, not that he could care any less about what those rich kids were up to though. So when Minseok was given a set of directions he instead made his way up a few floors to a bathroom he didn’t even know existed. 

Reaching the fourth floor and turning the corner, the jock pulled open the door to the single occupancy toilet he was told about without realizing there was already someone in there. Thanks to the lack of lock on the door or signage he stepped inside and by then it was already too late. Immediately, Minseok assumed he waked in on something inappropriate and averted his eyes before saying anything but when he wasn’t berated with insults he realized the situation wasn’t quite what he thought. Minseok definitely wasn’t prepared to see the other boy like that. All frail, white as a sheet, and clutching the porcelain of the sink as his knees buckled and he heaved god knows what into the bowl. In fact, he’d rather have him indecent with his dick out and cussing him out, definitely would have been a hell of a lot easier that way. “Christ,” he cursed, inhaling sharply. “Hey, are you okay? You look like you’re about to pass the fuck out.”

[ksminseok]

ksxcarter:

with classes being down earlier than usual, joon hyuk took it upon him to make his way back to his dorm as quickly as he possibly could to get back to his bed. he wasn’t wasting time, nor was he stopping for no one. he figured that he could get in a short nap before meeting up with minseok, but an hour gradually turned into hours and he wouldn’t say he was surprised when his amazing sleep he was getting was rudely interrupted by the sound of shoes falling onto the floor, and the dropping of a backpack. he was sure that it wasn’t jinwoo as the jock’s leader was never really around until night time or early morning when he would leave his dorm. so, it couldn’t have been none other than his asshole of a boyfriend minseok – reminding him that they were suppose to meet up. oops.

doing what he did best, he decided to ignore the younger male as long as he possibly could. it was so short-lived, much to joon hyuk’s disappointment. he could feel the pressure first. the pressure that was felt when someone decided to sit on you unexpectedly. then it was the feel of a cool breeze slapping his cheek as the covers were removed from his face. later came the sound of minseok’s voice, and his cold fingers that ran along his skin. the guy sure did know how to make someone upset, and joon being the light sleeper he was made it absolutely no better. 

“ half past noon on a wednesday with no classes, damn right i’m sleeping. ” he started, his eyes still closed though he was almost awake so, his voice was a bit raspy from being still in his sleepy state. “ now, unless you want to be on this floor you can get off of me, and give me about two more hours in… ” he continued, his hands moving onto the other’s as he slowly moves minseok’s hands away from his waistband, shifting himself slightly underneath him. 

Finally, his pestering actions seemed to draw some sort of response from the shifting Joon Hyuk shaped lump underneath him. A mildly amused Minseok looked on as the look of realization and then prompt disgust passed on the other male’s features as he swatted his boyfriend’s hands away from him. Instead opting to burrow himself deeper into his blanket nest. Just watching his childish behavior Minseok couldn’t help but roll his eyes as he spoke, typical rebel antics. “Yeah and let me know how that works out for you, rolling me onto the floor I mean,” he snorted, “considering your half asleep ass isn’t capable of much.”

Out of pure spite, Minseok took it upon himself to push past his boyfriend’s now resting hands and snap the waistband of his pajamas before he voluntarily got off of him. Instead choosing to lie back too on the mattress next to him. This was a game they often played and he knew he wouldn’t be going anywhere anytime soon so why not get comfortable. Resting his feet against the wall with his back on the mattress, Minseok pulled out a cigarette from the carton in his back pocket and fumbled around for a light. “So sleeping beauty, are you seriously going to just sleep all day?”

[ksminseok]

@ksxcarter​

Swinging the door open, Minseok’s eyes narrowed on a suspiciously Joon Hyuk shaped lump passed out underneath the comforter of his dorm bed. ‘So this is where that fucker had been hiding this whole time...’ he thought. They were supposed to meet up earlier but as per usual, someone was still fast asleep. Minseok shook his head in dismay as the corner of his lips contradicted his irritation and threatened to turn up into a smile at the sight of his stupid boyfriend. Stupid, god Joon Hyuk was so stupid but Minseok was stupid too, too stupidly in love with this boy to tear himself away now. 

“Idiot,” he cussed, rolling his eyes. As the jock made his way into the room he noisily kicked off his boots and dropped his backpack onto the floor, not bothering to put any effort into concealing his presence. If he was left waiting in the cold for Joon Hyuk then sleeping beauty certainly wasn’t going to get his beauty rest either. Minseok wasted no time, making quick work of climbing up onto the bed and straddling the unmoving mass under the covers. “Joooon” he cooed, forcefully pulling back the covers enough to reveal the other boy’s tender cheek. Gazing down at his features, Minseok lulled for a second to take it all in. His perfectly pointed nose, the way his dark locks fell over his forehead, it wasn’t often that he got to see his boyfriend like this so he was definitely taking advantage of the few seconds he got. Once the moment passed he went back to debating whether he wanted to slap the other boy or pinch his cheek but in the end another idea passed through his mind, a better one. Instead, Minseok snaked his cold hand under the covers and let his icy fingers tips trail their way down Joon Hyuk’s torso at a painfully slow rate down to the waistband of his pajamas where, they rested, toying with the elastic.

“You’d figure as such an impatient bastard you’d have a little more regard for my time but here you are sleeping in like it’s not half past noon on a Wednesday.”

[ksminseok]

hello hello

hi all it’s me again, tart, with my 3rd character. this is becoming a problem but anyways lets not talk about that and instead talk about my new jock baby! this is moon minseok, he’s 22, a senior, and kind of an ass. in case you don’t wanna read his long bio here are a few need to knows

his dad is leader of the jade tigers, one of seoul’s fiercest gangs, so minseok is unknowingly the heir to this empire he didn’t know he had 

when he was five his mom took him and fled to america to get away from her nut job gangster husband. so growing up he has no memories of his dad or his home in seoul, all he knows is his home in portland 

fast forward like 12 years later he ended up being found by daddy dearest and was basically blackmailed into coming back to seoul to protect his mom. now he’s attending keisung for sports science/kin (which he is passionate about) as a cover up. it’s not common knowledge who his dad is but as usual the rumor mill is always flying 

in america minseok went by casey so you can call him whatever you want but 99% of his korean friends just call him minseok. 

he was a chaotic ball of energy as a kid and still is tbh, total mommas boy, snappy, sarcastic, quick witted, silver tongued, kind of an ass, but despite all this he manages to remain somewhat charming??? basically a pompous asshole who still manages to sweet talk his way through life

cusses too much, smokes too much, also gay as can be and is carter’s boyfriend 

okay this was really bad just read his bio if you care enough tbh it’s a little clearer

OH AND ALSO HE HAS A ROTTWEILER NAMED CHEWIE BACK HOME IN AMERICA 

okay thanks for reading hmu to plot with my lil jock bby ty 💖

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