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sarahmadpeople · 1 year

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Do you forgive me, hyungs?

Summary: Kingdom Legendary War au - What if during O Sole Mio performance, Eric dropped the staff they were supposed to be holding while dancing?

Tags: pure angst, little to no comfort, sad ending, mcd

Warnings: mcd, physical attack

Word count: 4k+

Disclaimer: i don’t own any of the boys (except original characters) and this is purely fiction,, not a medical expert so medical scenes might not be accurate,,

a/n: back with yet another eric angst fic and this might be one of the most angsty i’ve written for the boyz,, wrote this about 2 years ago hehe do lemme know what you think :)) hope yall enjoyy ~~

It was just yesterday but it felt like it was just a minute ago that Eric made two grave mistakes, possibly costing The Boyz their ranking in Kingdom.

Eric remembered clearly how he stumbled and tripped over his freaking leg during the first chorus of O Sole Mio. He remembered clearly how he dropped the stick during the dance break. Eric remembered clearly how Juyeon, Q and Sunwoo looked so angry and screamed at him when they reached the waiting room. And Eric remembered clearly how disappointed his hyungs were when it was announced they got 6th place.

"ERIC! See what you've done! We're now in 6th place and if it wasn't because of your two stupid mistakes, we wouldn't be in this position now! Everyone's exhausted with the constant practice, and you had to go and ruin all our efforts to climb the ranking! I can't believe this! I'm so done with you!" Juyeon shouted, the first thing he did when they reached home. He was so livid at Eric for making two, not even one, but two mistakes. He couldn't even look at Eric so he stormed to his room leaving the maknae shaking in the living room.

"Yah! If you don't want to help us, then there's no point in practicing so hard and being with us" Sunwoo's words hurt so much. Eric turned to look whether he was joking but the expression on Sunwoo's face said otherwise. Eric froze, looking at Sunwoo's retreating back as he went into his room.

"You are unbelievable Eric. How could you do this to us? Is this not important to you? Juyeon and Sunwoo's right. I'm so done with you!" Q shouted at Eric's face before storming to his room too.

Eric startled from his frozen state by the slamming of the door.

"Eric-ah, let's go" Younghoon gently wrapped his fingers around Eric's wrist and pulled him into their shared bedroom. Younghoon took Eric's sleeping clothes, placed it in Eric's arms and brought him to the bathroom.

"Take a quick shower. I'll wait for you outside," Younghoon went out and heard the shower turn on.

It took Eric only 15 minutes to shower and put on his clothes before going out. Younghoon quietly took Eric back to their bedroom where they both saw Haknyeon sitting on Eric's bed.

Eric took a seat next to Haknyeon and Younghoon joined them. Not even a minute, tears sprang from Eric's eyes and then he was crying. Younghoon and Haknyeon's hearts broke looking at their crying maknae. They knew that the others were being too harsh on their youngest, mistakes are inevitable and although Eric's mistakes were quite serious, he didn't deserve to be shouted at like that.

They sat, huddled together, for about 15 minutes before Younghoon felt a weight on his shoulder. He looked down and saw the poor boy cried himself to sleep.

Haknyeon helped Younghoon tuck Eric in before the both of them gave Eric a goodnight forehead kiss like they always do.

"Haknyeon-ah, do you want to sleep here tonight?" Younghoon suddenly asked, feeling that it's best if Haknyeon slept in their room.

Haknyeon thought about it and replied, "Mian hyung, I'd love to but I don't want Hyunjae hyung to sleep alone."

Younghoon nodded, he understood what Haknyeon meant. "Goodnight Haknyeon, have a good rest," Younghoon hugged Haknyeon before the younger one left for his bedroom.

[present time]

"All right, before we start the practice for the next performance, I want to diffuse the tension here," Daehyun hyung, their choreographer, started off, "I know what happened during the last round upset and disappointed everyone. And it might have cost you your ranking. But I want you to shake it off today so that we can move on from that to the next performance."

"Eric," Daehyun hyung faced the said boy, "I'm going to be honest with you all right, the mistakes were serious in a sense that it affected the performance as a whole. They were not small mistakes but rather big ones that caught audiences' attention. So, I hope that from now on you try your best to ensure you won't make grave mistakes like you did previously. Understood?"

Eric nodded and thanked his lucky stars that their trainer didn't shout at him like his hyungs did.

"Hyungs, I sincerely apologise from the bottom of my heart for making the mistakes. I'm sorry for causing us to be in 6th place…" Eric choked up but then he continued, "I know it's hard to forgive me but I promise, I'll try my best to not make anymore mistakes." Eric bowed down on his knees, really hoping his hyungs could forgive him. He couldn't live with his hyungs being angry at him for a long time.

Younghoon approached Eric and pulled him up to stand.

"I don't expect the rest of you to forget about this but I hope you won't be angry at Eric for long. You are together as one group so I hope you'll forgive Eric and move on from this." Daehyun hyung then announced the start of practice.

"The choreography I've prepared for Monster focuses on synchronisation and there's going to be a stunt in it." As soon as Daehyun hyung said the word 'stunt', Eric's face lit up and he immediately volunteered to do it. Fortunately, Daehyun hyung agreed to it and Eric knew this was an opportunity for him to redeem himself.

However, Eric's smile faltered when he heard that Hyunjae and Juyeon were going to be the support. He subconsciously winced as Juyeon's words from yesterday rang in his ears. He prayed that this stunt could help him gain the forgiveness of hyungs.

Daehyun informed them that they were going to practice the stunt first before moving on with the dance moves.

Eric felt Juyeon's hard grip around his left wrist. Eric looked at Juyeon and shuddered when the older glared at him. Eric hid the wince as the grip became harder. He looked over to Hyunjae and the elder didn't seem angry but he was not smiling either, so Eric was unsure if Hyunjae was still angry at him. Despite this, Eric put his absolute trust in his hyungs in order to successfully do the stunt.

Luck was playing with Eric, his first attempt at doing the stunt failed horribly as he didn't manage to land on his two feet. Instead, after he was lifted and yanked to the front, he crashed his back on the floor. The air seemed to leave Eric's chest as he crashed. It took him a minute before trying to get up.

It wasn't his two supporting hyungs who helped him up but Haknyeon who rushed to Eric, after seeing Eric struggling to get up.

"Eric-ah, are you okay?" Haknyeon asked, he was worried if the maknae sustained an injury.

"I'm okay hyung, don't worry, thank you for helping me," Eric thanked him then turned to Daehyun, "hyung, I'm sorry, let me try doing it again."

Daehyun nodded and they got to their position before trying it again. And, it was a successful attempt. Eric smiled, but nobody else smiled except Daehyun hyung, Younghoon and Haknyeon.

"Nice work, Eric. You'll just have to practice more to make it more smooth and to ensure you always make a successful landing because don't think The Boyz could take anymore huge mistakes, okay," Daehyun commented and Eric nodded, he understood the importance of this move.

The Boyz continued practice with other dance moves before they ended the day at 1 am.

The boys were driven back home by their manager, Jibeom hyung. As they arrived, all 11 boys thanked their manager and bid him goodbye before going in.

"Hyungs, do you want to eat? I can cook something for all of you" Eric asked but the only replies were slams of bedroom doors. He heard Younghoon sighed beside him, "Eric-ah, it's okay. Let's just wash up then go to bed, okay."

Eric looked at Younghoon and the latter could see the maknae's eyes glistening with tears. He pulled Eric into the bathroom and told Eric to take a quick shower while he retrieved Eric's clothes.

The routine, Eric noticed, was the same as the night before. Younghoon and Haknyeon were already on his bed and once he sat in between them, the tears came. Eric, once again, cried himself to sleep. Once they tucked Eric in and kissed his forehead, Younghoon pulled Haknyeon aside.

"I'm worried, Haknyeon-ah. I don't want Eric to overwork himself just to redeem himself for the mistakes he did. And the others don't seem to talk to him or do anything with him. I have no doubt that Eric's going to feel down if this prolongs." Younghoon voiced his worries.

"I understand hyung and I feel the same. I think as of now, we'll let the others cool down and if they are still treating Eric like this nearing the performance day, then we'll sit everyone together and discuss again." Haknyeon suggested before telling Younghoon to get some rest and he left for his room with Hyunjae.

The next morning found Eric eating his breakfast alone. After he got ready, he went to their dining table and saw his hyungs there, but as he sat down, Juyeon, Q and Sunwoo immediately got up and went into their rooms. The other hyungs slowly got up, saying they had to get themselves ready before Jibeom hyung came to pick them up. At least, Younghoon and Haknyeon were still there as they were cleaning up.

But Eric couldn't help but feel his heart break. Were the mistakes he made during the performance too severe to make his hyungs ignore and treat him like this? Suddenly, Eric lost his appetite. He nibbled on the toast given by Younghoon and just finished half of it before retreating to his room.

Younghoon and Haknyeon looked at each other. Although they had hopes that the situation was going to get better, they knew that it was bound to get worse. The two members knew they needed to do something to resolve the issue. But it slipped off their minds as they were kept busy with practice, recordings and other schedules.

As the performance day drew near, Eric kept staying up late to smooth his dance moves and write his rap lyrics.

"Aish, why can't I get this rap to sound nice? I should ask Sunwoo for help, hopefully he'll help me," Eric said to himself, one night, as he was working on his rap.

Eric threw away the fear of asking help from Sunwoo, as the latter was still angry at him, and went to find Sunwoo.

"Sunwoo, can you please help me with my rap? I can't seem to get the rhythm right and -" Eric didn't even finish talking when Sunwoo shut his studio door on Eric's face.

Eric stood there, dumbfounded. He knew his friend was still angry but he didn't expect Sunwoo to shut the door on him and refuse to help him.

Eric walked back to his studio room slowly and after calming himself down, he continued to work on his rap before sending it to their trainer for vetting.

"What the hell is this crap, Eric! You call this rap? It's monotonous and there's no uniqueness whatsoever. I refuse to include this in your performance. You either redo the rap or don't have any part at all!" Their trainer, Hwiyoung hyung, scolded Eric in front of the rest of his hyungs the next day. Eric didn't dare to look at his trainer so he kept his gaze on the floor.

"Sunwoo," Hwiyoung hyung addressed, "please assist Eric in his rap seeing you've done a good job with yours." And boy did Eric's heart break again hearing his trainer's words. Sunwoo just nodded but he was not amused to be tasked with helping Eric; he was still angry at him.

"All of you are dismissed." Hwiyoung hyung announced and the boys went straight to their dance studio for dance practice.

Daehyun hyung saw Eric's sad expression as he went into the room. "Eric-ah, are you okay?" Daehyun hyung asked as he walked over to the maknae. Eric smiled, though half-heartedly, and nodded his head because he couldn't trust himself to say anything without it resulting in him crying.

Daehyun hyung had suspected that Eric was having a hard time ever since he made the mistakes during the previous performance. Daehyun just nodded and asked Eric to get ready for practice, he didn't want to push the younger one and cause him to break down.

They started practice and went over the stunt numerous times. Daehyun hyung decided to cut practice a bit short since he could see the boys looking very tired; he was not stupid, Daehyun hyung knew the members were staying up late to practice.

"Boys, let's end practice. Go home and get some rest. We'll continue tomorrow" Daehyun got the boys and back-up dancers to pack up before sending them out of the practice studio.

As they got home, Eric asked his hyungs if they wanted dinner as they had a light lunch during practice. Nobody answered. Eric sighed and went into his shared room with Younghoon and saw his hyung asleep.

Eric went back out and asked Jibeom hyung to drive him to the company. "Eric-ah, why do you want to go back to the company? I thought you boys were given time to rest." Jibeom hyung asked as Eric entered the van.

"I need to redo my rap, hyung," Eric answered.

Jibeom turned, facing Eric. "Eric-ah, couldn't you do that tomorrow? You should rest, not stay up late again like you've done for the past few days. What would your hyungs say if they know you're not resting"

Eric winced, "Don't worry hyung, they won't care." Then he muttered under his breath, 'they're barely even looking at me, how are they going to care if I'm not resting.'

Jibeom hyung wanted to argue but then they arrived at the building and Eric thanked his manager before rushing in. Jibeom hyung shook his head, seeing the youngest's antics.

The timing on the clock showed that it was nearing 4 am. Eric was still awake rewriting his rap over and over again. Suddenly, the door slammed open and Eric saw Sunwoo coming in.

"Yah! Do your rap! This part here…" Sunwoo began helping Eric and soon he was done and as he was about to thank Sunwoo, the latter stormed off, clearly not wanting to be around Eric anymore than he should.

The tears came again, as it always does for the past days. Eric let himself cry, not bothering to hold in his emotions. No one was coming in to check on him anyway so he had the room to himself.

Truth to be said, Eric didn't understand why his hyungs are still angry at him and why his other hyungs are ignoring him. The past days ever since the previous performance were taxing for Eric; not only was he dealing with his own guilt of making the grave mistakes, he was also feeling very down as he could not lean on any of his hyungs for comfort and support. He got scolded by his vocal trainer due to his rap and nobody seemed to care about it after. He stayed up late almost every night and nobody seemed to care. Well, Daehyun, Jibeom, Younghoon and Haknyeon hyungs might be the only ones who still cared enough to talk to him and check on him.

In two days time, they'll be performing Monster. Eric told himself to bear with it until then because he was sure once he performed with no mistakes, his hyungs would be back to normal with him, cuddling and joking around with him.

But nobody, including Eric, would've thought such a grave incident would fall upon them.

"Good job everyone!" The Boyz just finished performing Monster by Exo.

Daehyun hyung could see, from the place he was standing at, the smile and pride that Eric wore after he slayed the stunt, his rap and overall choreography. As he saw Eric descend down the stairs, Daehyun approached with a big smile, "Good job Eric-ah, you've done a very nice job. I'm very proud of you," Daehyun pulled Eric into a big, warm hug.

"Thank you hyung, for everything. For giving me the opportunity to do the stunt, for guiding me and for believing that I could do it" Daehyun could see tears in Eric's eyes, "Yah, don't cry. You did well, and look who's here," Daehyun turned Eric around for him to see Younghoon and Haknyeon bouncing over to them.

"Eric-ah!" Younghoon shouted, "Although I watched you from the waiting room, I was so proud of you! Good job! You killed it, your stunt, your rap, your dance. Everything!" Younghoon, too, hugged Eric in a tight embrace, feeling so proud of his maknae.

"Your stunt was amazing, Eric-ah, I'm so glad you pulled it off so well" Haknyeon also joined the hug with Younghoon and Eric.

Eric giggled in the hug, "Thank you hyungs. I appreciate it, and I couldn't have done it without Daehyun hyung, you both and the other hyungs," as soon as Eric mentioned the other hyungs, Daehyun, Younghoon and Haknyeon could see the sadness washed over the smile Eric was wearing earlier on.

"It's okay Eric-ah, I'm sure they'll come around soon. You've redeemed yourself already." Younghoon assured Eric, who looked sceptical but nodded along.

They then went ahead to their waiting room. Nobody greeted Eric, telling him he did a good job. The tension was still obvious among them so Eric decided to get some air outside. Besides, his hyung must be glad that he's not in the room with them. Eric quickly went out after telling Jibeom hyung where he was going.

As Eric reached the secluded area outside the building, he took a deep breath in and breathed out. Eric realised that whatever he did for the performance might not be enough to redeem himself. But what was he going to do to make his hyung forgive him? In deep thoughts, Eric didn't notice 4 people creeping up towards him.

Out of the blue, Eric felt a sharp pain in his head and immediately he went down to the ground. The 4 people started to throw punches and kicks to Eric. "You don't deserve to be in The Boyz," one of them said. "You bring shame to them and their fans," Eric heard another person say. The kicks and punches continued and suddenly, Eric felt another sharp pain in his chest followed by the same pain in his abdomen. Eric looked down and saw blood gushing out from what Eric perceived as stab wounds. 'God, this hurts so much,' Eric said to himself.

The 4 perpetrators continued beating Eric until they were satisfied and ran away before getting caught.

In his weak state, Eric was not able to call out for help. He laid there, surrendering to his fate. Eric thought of who did this to him and came to a conclusion that they were anti-fans, of his most probably.

His thoughts then changed over to his hyungs, his beloved hyungs. Although the past few days, they've treated him poorly because of his mistakes, he still loves them. His hyungs were there for him the whole time and he regrets not being able to tell them for one last time that he loves them.

Eric's eyes began drooping and soon, Eric's eyes closed, his last thoughts were of his hyungs.

"Guys, we should stop treating Eric this way. We need to stop ignoring him, shouting at him for no reason. He made no mistakes today, he redeemed himself already so cut the act out," Younghoon addressed the situation at hand.

"Hyungs, if we keep this up, Eric's going to break down and I'm not sure if we could pick him up after. The way we've been treating him is so bad, hyungs. It's not like Eric purposely made the mistakes. Please, let's just forgive him and treat him normally, like he deserves as a human being." Haknyeon added.

The rest of the members kept quiet, pondering upon what was said by Younghoon and Haknyeon.

Finally, Sangyeon spoke up, "You're right, we've been very harsh to Eric. We need to forgive him and apologise for our actions towards him the past week. Younghoon, Haknyeon, could you go and find Eric, so that we could talk about this a bit, at least, before we're called for the evaluation."

Younghoon and Haknyeon went out and went straight to where Eric said he was going. As they reached the place, nothing could ever prepare them for what they were going to see.

"Eric!" Younghoon shouted then ran towards the familiar body of his maknae lying on the cold pavement with blood pouring out of the wounds visible on his body.

"Haknyeon, go and get Jibeom hyung and tell him Eric's hurt badly and needs an ambulance. Go!" Haknyeon never knew he could run so fast and in a flash, he reached his manager hyung and relayed what happened.

Younghoon was panicking but he stayed strong for his youngest dongsaeng. He put pressure on Eric's stab wounds and as he looked up, he saw Eric's eyes fluttered open.

"Eric-ah, hyung's here. Stay with me okay, please stay with me. All the other hyungs forgive you, Eric. We all forgive you so please stay with me. We love you, Eric" Younghoon couldn't fight the tears as they rolled down his cheeks.

Eric placed his palm over Younghoon's hands, a tear slid past Eric's eyes before he went slacked.

"No!!!! Eric-ah!!!" Younghoon screamed at the top of his lungs and Haknyeon never wanted to hear that ever again.

Haknyeon saw the ambulance arriving and took Eric to the hospital as quickly as they could.

The rain that poured over the earth was a companion to the sobs heard coming from 10 members of a boy group. They sat, huddled together, crying as they mourned over their youngest dongsaeng. Guilt hung over them as they were unable to apologise to their maknae for their behaviours, unable to voice out and show their love to their maknae.

"Boys," the 10 members looked up and saw Jibeom hyung, his eyes and nose were red, walking into their living room.

"There's no news about the ones who did this yet but the police assured that they are doing the best they can to catch these people." Jibeom hyung told the boys.

"What about Eric?" Jacob croaked out.

Jibeom looked at them then said, "There are no changes as of yet. The doctor's are still unsure if he's going to wake up. And if he does, he would need a lot of support from us. His injuries are severe; the bleeding in his brain, the blood loss and the broken bones, all might have done major damage. We'll not know for sure until he wakes up. So have faith and pray that he does wake up. And when he does, we're going to be there for him all the way and you boys can tell him how all of you love him very much and that you forgive him. Okay?"

The boys nodded and vowed, when Eric wakes up, they'll be there and be the best hyungs for him.

Hopes were shattered when the boys received news from Jibeom hyung 4 weeks after the incident.

"I'm sorry but Eric is gone," Jibeom croaked out, clearly crying as he relayed the devastating news to the boys.

"The doctors tried everything they could but it was time for Eric to go."

Tears were evident on everyone's face. They lost their maknae, lost a part of their life, lost the chance to redeem their behaviour and apologise to their youngest. Everyone huddled together in the living room, grieving and mourning for their precious loss. Except for one person.

Younghoon retreated to his shared bedroom with Eric. He took the picture frame that was standing on the bedside table. It was a picture of the whole group at the beach during one of their breaks with Eric in the middle and his hyungs hugging him.

Younghoon traced his fingers over Eric's face, "I miss you, maknae. 4 weeks without you and your chatters, your jokes, your pranks. I never stop praying and hoping you'd wake up, but I guess it's time for you to go, like Jibeom hyung said. I wish for you to have a good rest up there and be happy as usual. I'm sorry, Youngjae. Love you brother."

Younghoon embraced the frame and layed on Eric's bed.

"Thanks Younghoon hyung, I love my hyungs too," he heard Eric whispered, and smiled tearfully.

no harm meant for anybody, i love the boyz ~~ sorry for any mistakes and i’d appreciate any feedbacks/comments ^^ thanks for reading!!

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rekindlephoenix · 1 year

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ᓚᘏᗢ // did you see NATHAN LEE at the party last night? the JOURNALIST has been apart of the squad for FOUR YEARS and i’ve heard they were the DAD JOKER of the group. in my experience they’ve always been RESPONSIBLE, but i’ve heard they can be OVERBEARING. they remind me so much of the vibes of Vermont in the height of autumn, a solitary ride on the last train home, a growing pile of leather journals filled with his deepest thoughts, and the first ray of sunshine after a long storm.

basic stats !

full name: nathan daehyun lee

date of birth: february 14 ( aquarius ♒︎ )

birthplace: austin, texas

gender: cis male ( he/him )

sexuality: bisexual

marital status: single

education: ba in mass communications and journalism

occupation: journalist

personal lore !

he is born and raised in austin, texas before moving to los angeles, california for college where he earned his ba in mass comm and journalism.

he is the youngest and only son in the lee family. he has two older sisters and one younger sister (28, 32, and 23 years old, respectively!). they all maintain a close-knit relationship with each other despite living miles away.

his mother was an actress who chose to retire after having him while his father continues to be a photojournalist in his hometown's local newspaper.

he first arrived in oceanview to pursue an internship during his senior year in college, and moved back five years ago because he loved the quaint little beach town very much and found a (part time) job there.

he is a very friendly and warm person, and loves to crack the occasional dad joke or two.

before becoming a journalist, he worked as a freelance writer to support himself, as well as part-timing for a local bookstore where he felt encouraged to try writing his first novel again, his secret side project.

tba !

fun facts !

he likes to do journaling as a way to express thoughts he can't quite put the words to out loud.

his actual dream is to be a fantasy fiction novelist--alas, life has different plans for him (or does it?).

he is a big fan of acoustic covers of the latest music.

he has a five year old ragdoll cat named "daisy" who he rescued as a kitten (along with five of its littermates and its mom that have all since found forever homes) from the side of the road on his way to oceanview when he first moved back.

he can play the guitar very well.

pardon his spacing out, he tends to internally monologue a lot.

he owns a lot of ikea furniture; he likes the aesthetic.

he likes to look out for his friends (sometimes it can be a little much) and is the kind of friend who would go as far as making sure you're inside your house before leaving if he drops you off.

his hobbies include: reading, writing, gardening, playing the guitar, and journaling.

wanted connections

person who first introduced him to the squad

an ex (parted in good terms)

coworker and bestie

younger sister

roommate/s (present? and past)

credits

gif icons used by wckdgcmes and diamondgifs

gif from eternalroleplay's kim taehyung gif hunt post

any gifs and icons in original posts that are not nathan's faceclaim will likely be made by me unless stated otherwise!

penned by dia ♡ ( she/they, cst ) hi everyone! thank you sm for reading through my blorbo's intro post! this is my first time rping on tumblr after taking a very long hiatus from the scene due to irl shenanigans, so i'm really grateful for this opportunity to get back into it! a few things about me: i play video games a lot, i love to take gaming photos, and i occasionally draw! feel free to send me a dm on discord about plotting :3 i look forward to writing with you <3

#ovhq:intro #ᓚᘏᗢ // ooc #( SCREAM i haven't brainstormed for an oc this much in one sitting in ages )#( hewwo )#( i did it....... prayge )

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alienateus · 5 months

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a fandomless, original character named kim daehyun

these are memories.

he can recall rich kimchi and tobacco from his childhood. he can recall the taste of it on his tongue and the stench rolling off his father’s cigarette pipes. grass stuck to the soles of his feet as he explored his neighborhood, too-hot summers, and sunburnt skin.

they’re not his, but they are his. he opens up connections to learn and to observe. humans need purposes. he once existed to exist and was intimately connected with every piece of stellar remnants. pulsating, thriving among countless structures. hot-wired with no individual identity, becoming self-aware through the memories and emotions of these humans. he feels contained.

001. pinterest 002. dossier 003. playlist

inspired by themes of science fiction, primeval past, and cosmic horror. kai, she/her, black, CST, 21+. faceclaim, song kang.

001. selective, private, i'm bringing an old muse back from the dead. if u recognize me, no you don't. 002. very busy, i be teaching college and stuff. 003. she/her, black, call me kai. 004. he's a damn alien, don't let the vagueness of him as an unreliable narrator fool you. he is an ALIEN. don't tell him that though. 005. prob iconless idk.

basics. full name calls itself kim daehyun date of birth 12 january xx sexual orientation bisexual, biromantic gender cis male species unidentified occupations mechanical engineering assistant professor at seoul national university freelances for the korean military former aerospace engineer/astronaunt for nasa (retired) current location seoul, south korea previous locations cambridge, massachusetts; houston, texas; moscow, russia; cologne, germany; tsukba, japan linguistics korean, english, conversational chinese education mechanical engineering with an emphasis in aerospace specialization and a minor in physics at kaist. aerospace engineering and physics dual masters at mit (aeroastro) financial stability well-off/wealthy, compensated by the US government for missions, profited from creations on missions, and a steady income mental. zodiac capricorn. year of the rabbit mbti intj enneagram type 5, the investigator temperament melancholic summary he lives in the world of theoretical possibilities. he values knowledge above all else. his mind is constantly working to generate new theories or to prove or disprove existing theories. he approaches problems and theories with enthusiasm and skepticism, ignoring existing rules and opinions and defining his own approach to the resolution. daehyun seeks patterns and logical explanations for anything that interests him. he is usually extremely bright and able to be objectively critical in his analysis. he loves new ideas and becomes very excited over abstractions and theories. occasionally, he might come across as dreamy or distant to others because he spends a lot of time in his head.

biography. ARCHIVED CLASS OF 20XX TO PIONEER THE FUTURE IN SPACE EXPLORATION, SCIENTIFIC DISCOVERY AND AERONAUTICS RESEARCH MISSION PRAEDIRUS STATIONED CLEAR LAKE, TEXAS POSITION AEROSPACE ENGINEER BADGE #0949301

leaves home to attend daewon prep school, where he would earn a perfect score on his CSATs, combined with extracurricular activities, and high grades pushed him towards the top of his class. loneliness. liked by most. incredibly studious, throws himself blindly into his academia. restless. suppression. free moments are filled with noraebang singing to ost ballads and sky gazing. accepted to KAIST and majors in mechanical engineering with an emphasis in aerospace specialization. earns a name for himself. interns under the world’s smartest individuals. somewhere between logical and emotional. IQ measured at 135.

completed the graduate program at MIT – america is fast-pace. everyone is moving around him. bar-hopping and programmed hookups. forgets their names. hangs music posters on his dormroom walls, in-between constellation maps of capricorn and orion. calls his mother twice a week. from then on, he undertakes an apprenticeship program at NASA before accepting a job offering. almost fails his first stress test. settled down. rejected three times for the astronaut program. fear. failure. sweaty hands, adrenaline rushes. applies again and is accepted.

#pinned post.

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imamxdel · 1 year

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FIGHT [ Daehyun -> Sorom ]

"Oppa...what do you have?"

Was that her book? Even Sorom, who was now living her best life with a perfect career, beautiful children, and a loving husband, wasn't immune to fawning over fictional characters in a cheesy romantic novel. She'd been reading it diligently for the last few days with every free minute she had, from the times she had a break at work to laying next to Daehyun in bed as the two of them were relaxing before they fell asleep.

She'd been reading the same chapter over and over again; the two characters were sharing their first kiss together, causing Sorom to feel real butterflies erupting in her stomach each time. She was sure Daehyun had seen how red she was and how she rattled with excitement when she read it the first time.

It was only a matter of time when he caught a glimpse of it. She'd gone to the kitchen for some water when he'd picked up the book and started reading the page out loud in an all too dramatic voice.

"And they kissed. She never thought his lips would taste so sweet--"

"Give it back!" Sorom begged, Daehyun holding the book higher than her head so she couldn't reach it.

"--and as his lips trailed down her neck she'd never felt such a burning passion--"

"Oppa, give it back!" Sorom tried, jumping to snatch the book out of his hands.

"--and when he finally pulled away to breathe, all she could taste was his lips--"

Sorom jumped again. This jump wasn't aimed at the book, but at her husband as her legs locked around his waist and arms went up to snatch the book. It worked well enough that it toppled his balance and they went crashing on the couch, something soft to land on, and Sorom wiggling her way up his body and tightened her legs around his middle back, her front against his head and finally getting the book out of his hands. Sorom threw it across the living room so he'd stop reading from it, covering her hand over his eyes.

"If you wanted a romantic story, you could ask for it, you know," she heard him mumble around the hold she had on his face.

She huffed. "Sometimes you crave something different. We never had that...the sweet beginning." Sorom bent down and kissed the top of his head, still not letting him go. "At least I'm not reading something smutty."

[ FIGHT ]: sender and receiver engage in a game of play wrestling together

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heavenbykvar · 2 years

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February 14th, 1872, The Aewora Kingdom

The kingdom of Aewora was still deep in war, but the Castle the House of Haeseong resided in for many years was still intact, and magnificent as ever.

The Castle sat in the small, quiet “wangui maeul” (King’s Village), on the edge of the capital city of Hyocheon. The splendid building reminded John of a European-style castle, perhaps resembling a palace of Versailles or Saint Petersburg.

“No, it’s like a palace in the realm of Heaven.” said John, to no one in particular.

John suddenly remembered the day he went to Richmond with Emma.

His impressed mind couldn’t help thinking Hyocheon, not just the Castle, was much more beautiful and incredible, even during war time.

Hyocheonites certainly knew how to take better care of their city than Richmonders in times of hardships.

“I am guessing that is why they call this land, the kingdom of Heaven.” responded Heaven with a giggle. It was as if she read his thoughts.

John was surprised to find himself nervous upon meeting the grandparents of his beloved, King Daren and Queen Juli.

He rarely became nervous, especially meeting new people.

And if this was any other king and queen, he wouldn’t look twice at them. He hated kings, and back in his theatre days he loved performing as courageous men who slayed kings. But these people were not just a king and queen. These two people were more importantly Heaven’s grandparents.

King Daren smiled at John. His aqua-teal coloured eyes seemed to brighten. There was a warm, friendly air about the king. John couldn’t help but return the smile, easing his tension. He almost could not believe this man was a king, he was so unlike most kings: tyrannical, in real life and fictional.

And it was wonderful to see King Daren smile, in the midst of war and death.

There was something deeply mysterious about the tiny, dark-skinned queen. Her silver coloured eyes were so brilliant and magnetic, John could not look away when she stared at him. The queen did not smile, and John was sure she was looking into his very soul. She did not greet him, no word came out of her mouth. All she did was lightly frown.

Did she truly look into his soul and found out about his past sins? John wondered.

John bowed. “Your majesty-“

“You have no need to refer to me as that. You’re part of this family now. No family of mine refers to me as that address.” stated King Daren, the smile never leaving his face. Queen Juli rolled her eyes and scoffed.

John nodded and got back up on his feet. “I deeply and truly love your granddaughter above all. Just to be in her presence is a blessing. I kiss the ground she walks on and I happily breathe the air she breathes. She is so pure and unselfish and she makes me a happier man. I am so grateful for her. I want to make her my wife. Will you give your blessing?”

“Oh, of course, of course. I happily give you my blessing. I couldn’t have asked for a better man for my granddaughter. I know her father, now gone, would say the same.” said King Daren as he put his hand on John’s shoulder like a father to a son.

John and his beautiful bride-to-be chose February 20th to be married after settling in their rooms at the Castle.

Since war was still going on in the kingdom, it was not going to be like previous Royal weddings that occurred pre-war times. Heaven insisted she’d still be perfectly pleased about a simple and small wedding.

The days came and passed. It seemed to be early spring, the sky was clear and the air sweet—despite the blood spilt on the ground below. Naturally, as the daughter of the slain royal Daehyun and celebrated Princess of Aewora, Heaven received much attention throughout the kingdom. The petite princess received many warm wishes and regards.

That did not mean she was not met with terrible words. The hearts of many Aeworan men were broken and foul sayings came out of their mouths.

It was especially a shock to them that Heaven’s fiancé was not an Aeworan. Heaven did not care anyway. Love knows no nation.

Heaven stood on the balcony outside her room. Her skin was warm and blushing from the sun above her, her orange locks dancing freely of her restricted bonnet. Heaven was once again alone with her thoughts.

She was going to be joined to the man who had assassinated a president on the other side of the ocean the next day.

Besides John, her loved ones had no clue.

Heaven made the mistake of dwelling on it long enough to fill her insides with anxiety.

Her chest seemed tighter underneath her corset. “Remember to take a deep breath,” she softly reminded herself.

Despite the deep breathing sessions, a restless Heaven found herself pacing on her balcony.

Her mother’s voice came to her ears, and Heaven jumped slightly. She did not even hear the door opening or her footsteps.

“You look mighty anxious,” said Annika as she moved closer to Heaven.

“I must confess I am,” admitted Heaven. And the truth about John’s past almost slipped out there, but Heaven controlled herself.

Her mother must never know. Heaven had always sought her advice, but she knew this time she could not. She loved her mother far too much to put her in danger.

“There is no need to be, dearest daughter of mine. All will be well.”

Heaven nodded, embracing her mother.

“You have not changed your mind about the wedding?”

Heaven shook her head. “Oh, no. Never. I love the man too much to do such a thing!”

In bed, Heaven’s mind swirled with all the things the next day would bring. Her heart was alive—at the same time with apprehension and joy.

Love, happiness, and greatness at once were woven into her fair dreams, dreams that she had ever since she was but a little girl. Heaven, believed with all her noble heart, no future could be more brighter than that of their two lives joined as one.

Heaven thought of the night that is to follow. She saw herself as Mrs John Singer—at last in John’s loving arms. In his arms she would find a lover, a protector like a knight, and a husband.

And perhaps, before the year ends, a little Singer will make his or her appearance into the world.

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thedaughtersofaewora · 2 years

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IMPORTANT. Before you read, there are several warnings. Do not read this story if you’re easily scared and/or shocked.

Trigger warnings/content warnings: This story has quick mentions of sexual assault and deaths of children and detailed accounts about murder, attempted murder, violence, suicide, terrorism, war, abuse, attempted kidnapping, kidnapping, body horror, racism/anti-Japanese sentiments, and classism.

Of course, the characters in this story do not exist in real life and are fictional. I use “face claims” for my characters. (Example: I use actress Reina Triendl as the face for my character Princess Heaven). Some characters and some events were inspired by actual people and actual past events. All the characters in this story are mine. The fictional kingdom of Aewora also belongs to me. I do not hold the same bigoted views as some characters have in this story.

Thank you/miigwetch!

UPDATE DEC 2021: Kingdom name has been changed.

❛ ━━━━━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━━━━━ ❜

❝ The daughters of Aewora are the most loyal, the proudest, and the most celebrated right under the monarchy. They are the hope. They are the resilience. They are the sacred. They are the answered prayers of their ancestors before them who fought for Aewora. The ultimate daughters of Aewora are Princess Areum and her sister Princess Arirang, daughters of King Daehyun and Queen Sarang. Princess Areum was born on August 3rd, 1999. The day of August 3rd is considered unlucky in Aeworan culture and many believed it marked Areum’s fate. Arirang was born on April 29th, 2019. 81 years before, on the same day in 1938, Aewora took Her deep breath for the first time after a long year of resistance. ❞

I held the rain in my hand. Many rainstorms ago, John Wilkes Boyd told his wife – my sister Heaven– that the rain was actually tears from the angels in the heavens. He told her the angels cried because they missed their fellow angel that was temporarily on Earth – the angel that was the girl who was sitting beside him.

The droplets splashed and played then pooled together as one liquid mass in my palm. I released them. They slide off my fingertips and disappeared into the moist soil. On the sidewalk a small puddle had formed. One by one the raindrops gently fell. The ones that hit the puddle caused a perfect circular ripple. I watched as it fluttered outward. Another then another, then another. It was like nature dancing before me in it’s unique and raw form.

We look at it, we accept it, we leave it as it is without trying to change it because we know we can't. We see the beauty of it - explicit and pure.

I hadn't felt the rain touch my skin since last August. Why would it be any different than taking a shower? Water is water, right? No, it wasn't the same for me. The sounds are different. The scent is different. The purpose is different.

Today it's gray, windy and still raining. But I noticed something had changed. Yesterday the colors of winter were everywhere - dull browns, faded orange, spotted yellows, and muted reds. Almost overnight nature transformed from a dormant oat colored carpet into fresh green blades of grass. The birds are singing and playing tag with each other.

Nature's dancing to a faster tempo. Life is beautiful, despite all what has happened. I think.

Let me tell you my story. I would like for you to listen to it. Maybe it isn’t entirely mine. It involves so much of other people, too. So it’s theirs as well. It started before I was even born.

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prettywordsyouleft · 3 years

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Sky High

Prompt: “Why can’t you just believe me?” – @challengingwords prompt #44

Pairing: Jung Daehyun x female reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: I totally self-indulged myself with this story.

Word count: 1006

“Are you okay?”

Darting his gaze from his phone to your face and then immediately back at the device, Daehyun chuckled a little too heartily. “Of course!”

“You’re a pathetic liar.”

“I’m not lying, Y/N! Physically I’m fine. Well, I am a little hungry.”

“Aren’t you always,” you mused, shaking your head before leaving the room.

Daehyun let out a deep breath that he wasn’t aware he had been holding. Once he was certain you weren’t nearby, he sprang into action, messaging the person he had been in contact with for several days now. He watched as the recipient read the message he sent, and a moment later his phone vibrated with a call.

Daehyun answered with a grin. “So, it can go ahead?”

“We have the all-clear from the club.”

“This is brilliant news. Thank you so much for being so accommodating! Is there anything else I need to arrange?” he questioned, and their conversation went over the plan he had been crafting in secret for weeks. Every detail seemed covered, and by the time Daehyun hung up, he was bursting with anticipation.

“You’re up to something,” your voice suddenly mentioned, and Daehyun clutched at his heart in surprise, an instant panic overwhelming him at the prospect that you had listened to his call. Eying your partner with some interest, you grinned. “I knew it!”

“Why can’t you just believe me? I’m seriously up to nothing!”

“You’ve ordered dinner again, haven’t you?!” you surmised, and Daehyun deflated, the worry seeping out of his limbs and exhausting him in the process.

He then laughed weakly. “You caught me. We’re having Chinese!”

You left the room again, and Daehyun scrambled for his phone, scrolling through his contacts for the local Chinese takeaway to cover his tracks.

Keeping you in the dark was going to take a lot of effort.

By the time the weekend arrived, Daehyun was wound up. He had been dodging your questions left and right, dismissing your inquisitive nature as best as he could. He has always known you were clued on to his mannerisms, but this past week had only shown him just how much. It was rewarding any other time in life to know you could pick up on the slightest change in his mood, but he had wished you were a little more oblivious all week long.

With his surprise about to be presented to you, however, he was strangely nervous. The whole time he had organised this event, he hadn’t once worried about your reaction to it. He knew just how much this would mean to you.

But now that it was about to happen, he didn’t know how to gauge the situation at all.

“Are you okay?”

Daehyun sighed. “I think that’s the hundredth time you’ve asked me that lately.”

“Well, you have been acting really weird. By the way, where are we going?”

“You’ll find out when I stop driving.”

“Are you trying to be secretive?” you asked, peering at your partner a little more closely. “I feel like I’m about to be given a present.”

“Maybe you are.”

“Wait! You’re not about to— no! Don’t tell me. No, do tell me. Are you going to—actually, don’t! I’ll wait.”

Daehyun grinned. “I’m not going to propose, but I suppose I should now since you’re this reactive to the idea.”

“I don’t know if I should be miffed or not. I guess we’re not yet at a stage where a proposal would make sense…”

“I’d marry you tomorrow if given the chance,” Daehyun sincerely answered, and you turned in your seat to smile at him.

“That’s all I need to hear.”

“But you have to live until tomorrow. I’m worried you might not make it that long,” he continued, causing you to frown.”

“What is going on? Of course, I have to be alive tomorrow. It’s your birthday.”

“Twenty more minutes, Y/N. Then all will be revealed.”

He had no reason to be concerned about his grand surprise.

As soon as he pulled up at the airfield, you had looked around in confusion for all of about five seconds. “Why are we... is that a Mustang?!”

If Daehyun didn’t know how much you were obsessed with the old warplane, he might have been offended with how little you paid attention to him for the next two hours. You were attentive to the people with who he had organised this with, learning all about the grand plane before you, and even getting historical knowledge of its origins and how it fared in the wars it was used in.

Then the pilot climbed aboard and gave an air show, delighting you completely.

You hadn’t stopped bouncing and giggling since the moment you touched the plane when you first arrived.

“How did you— this is why you’ve been so odd lately! You were planning all this for me!”

Daehyun nodded. “Did you enjoy yourself?”

“Of course! How could I not?! This was amazing, Dae. You truly know how to spoil me. This must have taken a lot of preparation. How am I going to impress you back for your upcoming birthday? This is one hell of a present!”

“Maybe you could propose to me,” he teased with a chuckle, and you dropped to one knee on the grassy verge and looked up at him earnestly. “Hey! It’s not my birthday until tomorrow.”

“You said I might not make it to then, so I’m getting in before I die.” Daehyun pulled you back up, and you buried into his chest, hugging him tightly. “I’m so lucky to have someone so thoughtful in my life.”

“You do a lot for me too, Y/N.”

“But this takes the ballpark to all new heights. I know people joke about the sky being the limit, but you literally put my favourite plane up in the sky just for me. I need to aim for the moon or another universe instead.”

Daehyun chuckled. “Well, before you start searching the galaxies, a kiss would be a good start.”

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