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Humm FJORDrico recommend everyone who read their fic, especially What you Give in Return to read Nayski's fic Moment of Weakness
What You Give In Return (WYGIR) FJORDrico
Moment of Weakness (MOW) Nayski
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CASE 1
WYGIR Ch 1:
And then my lips found his.
It was softer then I anticipated.
The first touch was gentle, exploratory.
My mouth moved against Evil Smiling Demon's, learning the shape and texture of him.
WYGIR Ch 2:
What followed was less smooth seduction and more enthusiastic fumbling—two people who'd spent countless nights rooming together, who'd seen each other injured and exhausted and covered in blood, now discovering each other in an entirely new context.
WYGIR Ch 3:
Evil Smiling Demon's eyes crinkled behind the mask. Soma shifting beneath me, his body moving in clear invitation. "I'm just willing to match your enthusiasm."
MOW Ch 1:
"Soma’s lips were surprisingly soft and pliant. The kiss was tentative at first, but not lacking in enthusiasm. It was a blend of inexperience and instinct. The awkward wetness of a first kiss shared with a new partner, and one joined by the trust of those who had shared life and death."
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CASE 2
WYGIR Ch 2:
I lifted my mask just enough and leaned forward. My tongue traced a wet straight line (soma pov)
MOW Ch 1:
Soma quickly adjusted his mask just enough to perceive Geom Mugeuk.
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CASE 3
WYGIR Ch 3:
There was a particular thrill in kissing Soma when the mask was positioned normally, so Soma had to lift it, obstructing his view and making him unable to see clearly, trusting Geom Mugeuk to meet him halfway.
MOW CH 1:
There was a certain thrill to it.he tilted the mask up just slightly on his face. The mask obstructed both of their views before they shared a breath.
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CASE 4
TASTE
WYGIR CH 1:
I could repeatedly feel the wet slide of his tongue against mine, taste the faint sweetness of osmanthus tea he'd been drinking earlier.
When we finally pulled apart—both of us breathing hard, the need for air finally outweighing the need to taste each other.
WYGIR CH 3:
Evil Smiling Demon lifted his mask again—he couldn't help it. He needed to taste Geom Mugeuk and bit down wherever he could.
MOW CH 1
“I have peculiar tastes.”
Smiling, Geom Mugeuk looked up at Soma’s mask as he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to taste flesh.
“I did tell you I have peculiar tastes
While Geom Mugeuk certainly didn’t have preferences, he could certainly support Soma’s tastes
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CASE 5
WYGIR CH 2:
"I want this. I want you."
MOW CH 1:
"If this is only once, I don’t want to have any regrets."
The Match:
Not the same words, but the same emotional pivot point.
In both fics, there is a moment where intimacy stops being "casual" and becomes meaningful.
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CASE 6
THE "WELL, I'M THE ONE WHO INITIATED THIS" RATIONALE
WYGIR CH 2:
"You started it with the dual cultivation euphemism," he pointed out between kisses.
MOW CH 1:
"After all, it was his responsibility as the one who had initiated this arrangement when he called out to Soma in the first place."
The Match:
FJORDrico wrote Mugeuk takes ownership of the escalation—not to be dominant, but to reassure Soma that the responsibility is shared. Nayski wrote the same beat, but framed it as "responsibility" rather than "playful ownership."
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CASE 7
The use of the same word and something else, the feeling?:
JOKE AWKWARD
vulnerable (vulnerable Soma to btw)
TRUST
Et cetera....
WYGIR
"How about your virginity?" I suggested with an exaggerated eyebrow wiggle, the joke escaping before I could stop it. I started to backtrack, suddenly aware of how the joke might have landed. Geom Mugeuk had to tilt his head at awkward angles to avoid Soma's half-raised mask, their noses bumping more than once as they learned the new geometry of kissing while preserving that last barrier.
Neither seemed to mind the awkwardness. If anything, it made it more real, like two people who genuinely wanted each other, stumbling forward together.
Something almost... vulnerable.
Behind the mask, I can see his outer lips quirked. A moment of vulnerability and trust passed between us.
The way Young Cult Leader looked at me—it should have made me feel exposed. Vulnerable. I'd spent my entire life behind masks, literal and metaphorical, keeping myself separate and untouchable.
But the intimacy. The vulnerability. The absolute certainty that this moment was exactly where he was meant to be.
But to have these moments of vulnerability and trust, of desire freely given and received, of two people who understood each other's darkness and chose each other anyway.
MOW CH 1
It was different than the times when they’d meet and exchange jokes. Geom Mugeuk could have made a joke about being in bed and how sleeping made one tired. “I’m not looking for your jokes, Young Cult leader.” The awkward wetness of a first kiss shared with a new partner, and one joined by the trust of those who had shared life and death.
When he opened his eyes again, it was to see Soma’s mask looming over him, eyes still taking in his most weak and honest expression. Despite this, he did not feel vulnerable in the slightest.
On the other hand, it felt good to trust Soma to take care of him. And he inherently knew that Soma would take care of him. It was the kind of trust they shared. “Now, open your mouth again…” Geom Mugeuk did as he was instructed. “Good—”
Soma paused before he burrowed his mask into the crook of Geom Mugeuk’s neck, which was slightly awkward.
Ah yeah FJORDrico suspected Nayski took SOME IDEAS and VOCABULARIES from my What You Give in Return chapter 1-3.
To make her moment of weakness fic ch 1, and maybe the next chapter, but FJORDrico doen't read the next chapter of her fic.
maybe there is more SIMILARITIES, but FJORDrico wrote this at middle of night...
so, maybe next time...
FJORDrico doesn't know what will happen, but hopefully it will bring peace of mind for FJORDrico
and maybe Nayski took some ideas for her next chapter, but FJORDrico doesn't read the next chapter of hers, so who knows.