⤜ black cat ↠

[jaeminskim-blog]

pipe up.

[tenlm-blog]

lmsohye‌:

starter for @tenlm !

sohye is still getting used to her new schedule - she’s just finished moving into the hana dorms, but most of her stuff is still in boxes. she’s been thrown straight into an evaluation too, which could be kind of fun, if it weren’t for university final assignments looming on the horizon. 

but that’s all okay. this is what she signed up for after all. 

all that taken into consideration, the offer from ten to meet up for coffee came as a welcome opportunity. sohye feels like she hasn’t seen him in forever, but time seems to be moving slower nowadays. it must have really only been a couple of weeks. 

she orders the biggest coffee imaginable, gets it pumped full of sugar free syrups, and settles back across from ten at their table. “i’m good…” sohye is clearly distracted, her knees bouncing impatiently underneath the table. she has to keep an eye on the time even on saturdays now, and it’s no coincidence that their meetup is at a café only a five minute walk from the hana entertainment building, at eight in the morning. “how are you? how’s your schedule these days?”

ten doesn’t have a lot of girl friends, and if he’s being honest he’s not even sure why. people always expect gay men to mostly have girl friends, but ten really does not fit that stereotype - he’s always just got along with guys more. that being said, he does have some female friends, and sohye is one of them. they met during his wild teen time, when he’s be drunk more often than sober. he likes to think he’s more fun to hang out with now that he does more than party. 

being friends for so long has it’s perks as well - sohye had seen ten at his worst, so he didn’t have to hide much from her. so, she knew about him being a trainee, since he’d told her while intoxicated around the time he got signed. it wasn’t exactly a secret, but he wasn’t really meant to go around telling everyone and their mother, so thankfully drunk ten had held back from telling many other people. 

now, though, it was sohye’s turn to embark on the new, dazzling journey of a trainee. 

she seems a little distracted as they sit down, and ten smiles, remembering when he was always checking the clock to make sure he wouldn’t be late. “it’s... the usual. i’ve been enjoying... group things more often these days. y’know, helping people with the dance routines and what not. it reminds me of back in school when i used to help everyone else in dance club because they sucked and looked like limp hot dog sausages flopping around.”

“but how about you? are you settling in okay? relax, i’m not going to let you be late, i’m good at this time-keeping thing. we still have ages before i have to escort you to the building.” he says with a soft laugh - as if sohye needed escorting anywhere, especially by ten. 

[tenlm-blog]

feeling fancy.

starter for @lmyuta !

bubbles dance on his tongue, making his body tingle with pleasure. it’d been a while since he’d had a drink, and he’d like to think this one was much deserved. having had a long week, ten’s ready for some relaxation, and excitement. he’d booked the hotel room under the name of a friend from back in thailand, because he couldn’t have people snitching on him later about all the ‘double king hotel rooms’ he’d booked. 

as soon as he’d arrived he’d stripped off and donned the lovely silk robes that they always hung up in the bathroom - of course he was going to get his moneys worth - and turned on the tv to a music channel, which he was currently dancing along to, champagne glass in hand. 

it’s been a couple weeks since ten's seen yuta, and he's suffering. he misses the japanese man and his pretty smile. yuta's someone ten considers among the most important in his life. he’d trusted him to be ‘his first’, had let yuta be the first person to see ten as he truly is, under all the cheeky smiles and sassy retorts. 

so, it’s become almost tradition for them to meet up every few weeks, when they have the time, and enjoy something together; whether it be a night out clubbing, watching movies while bundled in blankets, or nights like tonight, when ten was feeling fancy. tonight is a lavish ‘we can afford to have fun’ night, where they mess around (whatever that might entail) in an expensive hotel room, and simply enjoy each others company, and whatever food room service has to offer. 

so, ten waits, sipping his champagne and feeling fancy, eager for yuta to hurry up and get here already. 

[lmxkun-blog]

better with you

[tenlm-blog]

lmxkun‌:

kun lets the other take his hand and starts walking, taking quick sips off his cup. a smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he listened but also trying not to look too excited about finally being with ten. “let me guess…” he trails off, sighing a bit as he continued with his feigned disinterest, not quite ready to submit to ten’s spell just yet. “you’re someone’s cat? classic.” he takes a sip off his cup, eyes taking quick peeks at ten to see his response. but he looks away, ten’s outfit of choice for the evening being perfect a little too much.

it didn’t matter what ten wore tonight, tje youg man would see past all of it anyway. he’d be distracted by his eyes and his smile, and the way the other makes him feel whenever he was close. especially the way ten held his hand… it always felt so… good. unknowingly, he gives it a light squeeze, pulling him closer as he walked. “you look great…” he lets out, smiling softly as he turned to look at ten. “you’re perfect.” he mumbles as he looks straight ahead.

there were so many things that ran through his mind, questions that he wanted to ask. kun wanted to know how ten was doing, if he was sleeping well, eating right, and taking care of himself. if there’s somebody else… if they had a chance… if he likes ba– “you have the rest of the night off?” he asks instead, with a smirk. no matter how he tried, he wouldn’t be able to ask those stupid questions of his without giving himself away. he knew better, him and ten? never going to happen.

ten would never admit that he chose this costume for kun’s benefit. to suggest as much would be ridiculous, of course. sure, he likes when kun’s eyes linger on his neck, as if he wants to leave marks there, or when his eyes travel over ten like he’s drinking in his figure - he likes when kun looks at him, of course he does, but the outfit? for kun’s benefit alone? no way. 

“i’m your cat.” he states simply, as if it’s common knowledge. it makes something hum in him that he tries to shove back, out of sight and out of mind. as they walk, ten’s body gravitates closer to kun, as if they’re opposite poles of a magnet, until their shoulders bump. kun’s compliment, the way perfect sounds on his lips sends something vibrating louder in ten’s chest, almost like he’s about to erupt into a loud purr. 

“i know.” he responds with a cheeky smile, though the flush on his cheeks gives him away. his voice softens as he continues. “so are you.”

even when they say nothing, when the air around them sits still and silent, it’s comfortable, the mere presence of kun there beside him is enough to make the atmosphere feel pleasant, safe. sometimes ten wonders what it would be like to live with kun, to feel him around him all the time. the thought of it, of waking up to hearing kun humming to himself in the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of kitchenware being moved around makes the very marrow of his bones ache with a desire he won’t allow to burn for more than a second before he extinguishes it, knowing the feeling isn’t just a cry for an affectionate environment where he can ask for a hug without feeling like a burden. 

“yup! i’m all yours until 10 tomorrow morning. do with me what you will, sir.” there’s a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he glances at kun, though his expression, for the most part, stays serious. he’s excited, and he’s pretty sure kun can tell - he knows him well enough to read past all ten’s facades by now. 

[tenlm-blog]

dance the night away.

starter for @lmdk97 !

it’s been a while since ten’s danced anywhere other than the practise rooms in the apollo building. it feels almost like he’s cheating if he does so, like he’s not meant to show his skills outside the company building until he’s got written permission from the company. sure, ten dislikes a lot of the trainee contract rules, but apollo’s his dream company, and being there is going to help him reach his potential, he’s sure of it. so he doesn’t want to step out of line (too much). 

even so, he can’t really say not to a friendly dance off and hang out in his old dance studio with donghyuk. it’s been ages since they last met up, and ten’s ready for a good old catch up. he used to think they’re never get on well what with their only common interest seemingly being dance. but somehow, here they were years after meeting, still dancing together when ten had the time outside training. 

he’s filled with nostalgia upon entering the mostly dark dance studio - people usually don’t stay this late, but the building remains open almost 24/7 for those who need to use it at the odd hours of the morning. he’d made lots of use out of that when he was just a high school kid dancing till his legs gave out at 3am after a day filled with classes. 

soon, he finds the right room, and pushes the door open, smiling when his eyes fall on his old friend. “i’ve come to grace you with my presence.” 

[tenlm-blog]

tradition.

[tenlm-blog]

lmxkun‌:

kun had no idea how he made it through the week. students hadn’t been easy to deal with, the second quarter of the fall semester is about to come to an end. practice recitals are happening almost every other day, and papers need to be graded on time, otherwise the professors will be calling him during weekends too. thankfully, he loved music enough to finish everything he had to. that and because he didn’t wany disturbances or interruptions during date movie night.

the doorbells rings just as soon as he’s finished transferring the popcorn to a large bowl. he takes it with him, popping a few pieces into his mouth as he makes his way to the door. no one else comes over his place, he’d never bring anyone of his dates here so he was sure as heck that it was none other than ten who’s at the door. just the thought of him being outside made kun hurry his steps. he fixes his hair and takes a deep breath before before he unlocks the door. “glad you can make it…” he says with a smirk, as he steps back at makes for him.

he closes the door behind them, walks alongside ten, winking as when their eyes met briefl and continues to eat popcorn one right after another to calm his heart pounding against his chest. he sits himself on the couch, bowl placed on the coffee table, and he opens his arms wide, “come over here, ten.” he says with a smile, holding his breath as he waited for the other to get cozy.

he’s practically bouncing on the balls of his feet out of impatient eagerness by the time the door opens. the scent of popcorn strokes at his nostrils, drawing him in over the threshold, as if he needed any persuasion to enter the apartment to begin with. an easy smile adorns his lips, one that had eluded him for the past few days, training having taken its heavy toll. 

“wouldn’t miss it for anything.” he replies, truthfully, kicking his shoes off by the front door and slipping his jacket off to hang up. the apartment smells so familiar and comforting that ten’s almost fooled into feeling as if he’s somewhere he could call him. with a slight shakes of his head to himself he follows kun along into the living room, sliding his socked feet along the wooden floor, rather than pick them up; it would take too much effort. 

the little wink has ten chuckling, his smile, which had fallen a little purely from relaxation, brightens once more. once the popcorn bowl is set down, and kun’s on the couch, ten invites himself over to his lap, sitting himself down on his lap sideways and curling his arms round his neck. he buries his face into kun’s shoulder and heaves a great sigh. “i missed you...” he admits softly, relaxing completely as kun’s familiar scent curls around him like a warm, gentle cloud. 

[lmxjaehyun]

hiccup.

[tenlm-blog]

lmxjaehyun‌:

@tenlm.

         if he had shame, his friendship with ten would have spanned long enough for it to not make an appearance when they were together (again, if he had it). the two of them get along quite well, which is really a bit of an understatement. when jaehyun is looking for someone who won’t scold him for his actions (as in, if he’s just looking for fun), then ten is always one of his first choices. he may be busier now than he was when they first met, but he seems to make time for jaehyun, which he appreciates.

            even at an event like this, the two of them have managed to cause a scene together more than once, though most people are too preoccupied in their own worlds to notice the two of them stumbling about. as they make their way towards the movie area (which definitely isn’t a good idea, but what do they care?), jaehyun looks down and realizes that there’s a small tear in his shirt, a piece of his torso exposed to the cool night’s breeze. “ shit, look, ” he says to ten, motioning towards it. “ that’s why i was so cold. i’m not dying. thank god. ”  his head tilts to the side, reflecting. “ it looks kind of good though, huh? ”

jaehyun has a certain addictive quality that ten almost resents. he’s handsome, and his voice is pretty even when he’s just talking. he’s interesting, and they have things in common, so ten finds it hard to drag himself away sometimes. tonight is one of the nights where he’s allowing himself a good ole dose of jung jaehyun - well deserved, he’d like to add. 

there’s liquor in his system, and he’s pretty sure theres some in jaehyun’s too, going by the way they’re both stumbling about, ten giggling as he clings to jaehyun’s forearm. he’s unconsciously pouting, brow tugged together in the centre in a slight frown, when jaehyun points out the tear in his shirt. ten stares for a moment, before breaking into a mischievous grin and giggling some more. 

“i think i’d prefer it if there was more skin on show, jaehyunie.” lifting a finger he pokes it in through the tear, grazing his fingertip over jaehyun’s skin. “now you look like a prince who narrowly missed death in a valiant sword fight as you were defending your poor cat princess - that’s me - who is desired by the whole kingdom!”

[lmxkun-blog]

better with you

[tenlm-blog]

lmxkun‌:

he couldn’t think of a better way to end his night, and he couldn’t wipe off the ridiculous smile on his face as he waited for his drink. he’s hang out with a long of people today but there was one person he looked forward to hanging out with the most. kun isn’t quite certain what they really are to each other – they were more than friends (or so he thinks), but not lovers, all he knows is that ten ( @tenlm ) is special. he had put his faith in the uncertainty and found comfort in the exclusivity that ends once they part ways.

they’ve both been busy the last few weeks, ten with training, and kun with work and events he needed to be present at. but he does try to make it a point to send a text or to call ten. he’s not obliged to or anything, they weren’t dating, and his messages probably meant nothing to his friend… even if it makes his day to see a reply or to hear the other’s voice. he was not supposed to get attached, even when they’ve known each other for so long, especially because they’ve known each other for so long.

he steps out of the cafe, ready to dive back in to the halloween spirit when he sees him. kun doesn’t get scared easily, so the haunted house is probably going to do very little, and yet something else makes his heart race, features growing more vivid as he came closer and closer, “i invite you to a halloween event and that’s what you wear?” he asks as he approached, clearly teasing ten before their night event got started.

the night air makes ten feel free. when he’s cooped up inside apollo’s practise rooms it can get a bit suffocating, so being able to escape into the fray and experience the excitement of halloween once again had brightened ten’s whole week. he’d not bothered to try too hard with his costume, so had resorted to his default sexy cat outfit. he’d donned tight black leggings and a black sweater that hugged his figure, along with a leather collar, some fluffy black ears atop his head, and a long black tail pinned to the back of his sweater. 

he was going to make the most of tonight, and the man he was spending it with. he’d not seen him in a while, and it had been bothering ten; he missed kun and his soft, warm hands. calls and texts just didn’t suffice, he needed to see him to feel his body heat radiating off him, so close that ten could feel it enveloping him. stop, he tells himself, they’re just friends.

yet ten can’t stop his lips quirking up in to a smile when his eyes lay on kun exiting a cafe up ahead. “what’s wrong with my costume?” ten asks with a pout that’s subtley laced with a smirk. “you don’t like it?” his head tilts to the side, exposing the leather collar as he meets kun’s eyes. reaching out, he takes kun’s hand, falling into step beside him and letting kun lead. “i like yours.” his pout is exaggerated by this point, eyes peering up through his lashes at kun with feigned innocence. 

[tenlm-blog]

tradition.

starter for @lmxkun​ !

it’s nights like these when ten feels the freest. when the night air is chilly, biting at the apples of his cheeks till they turn rosy, and the stars twinkle overhead like they’re winking at him. his footsteps on the pavement echo in the mostly deserted side street, following him as he makes his way towards the all too familiar apartment building up ahead. ten thinks of the warmth that’ll envelope him once he’s inside, and the gentle hands he’s itching to hold, especially now, as his own are nipped at by the cold autumn air. 

his thighs, aching from a long days training, protest as he makes his way up the building’s front steps, so he heads for the lift, eager to give his body a break from the strenuousness of the day he’s had. he lifts his hands from his pockets as the lift doors close and it begins its ascent. rubbing them together, he watches as the numbers above the doors climb higher with each floor that’s passed, and when finally it reaches its destination, ten smiles. 

standing outside kun’s door ten loses the tension in his shoulders he didn’t know he was holding onto, and he presses the buzzer beside the door. he’s ready for their movie night - a tradition of theirs that comes around every fortnight. ten always makes his way over to kun’s place to collapse on his couch, eat his food, and watch movies with someone who makes him feel a lot more human than the halls of apollo ever could. 

[tenlm-blog]

HELLO EVERYONE! i’m so, so happy that limitless has finally opened, and thankful for all the people who decided to join us here! i’m nine, the mun behind ten, xuxi, and hendery. i’m also mod ten here at limitless. the mod team are so incredibly grateful for all the love we’ve received, and cannot wait to see all your wonderful muses in action!

 now, onto ten here! you can find his history here, and unfortunately i’ve yet to get his profile or plots pages up, but i’ll be making sure i get those done tomorrow! he’s a 21 year old whirlwind of fun, flirting and chaos. he’s an apollo trainee, and wants to be a main dancer, and hopefully one day be able to go solo. 

i’m so excited to plot with everyone, and will be sending out welcome messages either tonight or tomorrow morning (as it’s quite late here for me now), but if you’d like to plot feel free to IM me here on tumblr, DM me on twitter (@tenticing), or on discord (tenticing#4750).

[nctaezen]

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