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Hope you're doing alright! Do you think you'll ever do a part 2 to Forever?

Aww I'm doing good, thanks for asking! I hope you're doing well too anon.

That's a good question. To be honest I have to reread it, it's been awhile 💀 If I feel inspired I might. I do have some old yandere and non yandere drabbles so I should maybe also post those too lol.

[avizou]

edgy

[bumblebeezandhoney]

This is so cute, thank you

[moonlit-sunflower-books]

writing should be fun.

make oc playlists. spend hours on moodboards that have no purpose. write self-indulgent fluff that’s never going to be published. scribble three lines of poetry in the back of your history notebook. draw fanart of your own characters. write stupid dialogue that your publishers might hate. start new wips that you might never finish but write those three chapters that make you happy because if you don’t write them, who else will?

writing shouldn’t always be about “will publishers like this” or “i have to reach this word count” or “how do i get the most likes”.

have fun with your writing.

[bumblebeezandhoney]

Best writing advice

[beyonce-knowles-carter]

I’ve had enough of running away, Sophie. Now I’ve got something I want to protect. It’s you.

HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE (2004)

[bumblebeezandhoney]

I check in on your blog every so often and I hope you’re doing alright! Stay hydrated and take care 💜

Awww that's so sweet, I feel honored ☺

Apologies for my somewhat dry blog lol. I will try to post more often, even if it's not updating my stories.

I will definitely amp up my self-care. I spoiled myself today with a honey mask and my skin is very happy. You take care too anon! Make sure you stay hydrated (throw in some sweets too if you have a sweet tooth) and pamper yourself in small ways.

[bumblebeezandhoney]

I’m glad to hear that you are here.

I’m so sorry for your loss. It’s a difficult time. Every day is a little difficult and it’s a struggle.

May your day be filled with happiness as days passed.

Love,

🌚

Thank you, your message is so sweet and comforting. As you get older, you start to realize it's OK to take things slow, sometimes one day at a time.

I hope your days are filled with happiness and peace, moon anon 💜🌚

[bumblebeezandhoney]

Have a great day

Omg this is so cute. Thank you 🤗

I hope you have a great day too!

[spectral-ask-memes]

Greek Mythology Asks

Aether- Name? 

Anteros- Sexuality? 

Apollo- Gender? 

Ares- Favourite movie? 

Artemis- Favourite time of day? 

Asclepius- Favourite animal? 

Athena- Favourite thing to learn about? 

Atlas- Favourite myth? 

Cerberus- Dog or cat person? 

Cronus- Favourite food? 

Cyclopes- What’s your favourite joke? 

Dionysus- Favourite drink? 

Eros- Are you in love? 

Hades- Greatest fear? 

Helios- Night or day person? 

Hephaestus- What is your favourite form of art? 

Hermes- Do you like traveling? Where is one place you want to travel to? 

Hypnos- On average, how much sleep do you try to get every night? 

Icarus- How would you describe yourself? 

Labyrinth- Do you have a good sense of direction/do you get lost easily? 

Medusa- Do you have any pets? 

Odysseus- Do you finish tasks quicker, or does it take time for you to get through them? 

Pandora’s Box- What is a mistake you’ve made that you regret? 

Pegasus- What is your relationship with your parents like? 

Persephone- What is your “type”?

Phobos- Do you think it’s okay to be afraid of things? 

Poseidon- Do you like to swim? 

Prometheus- If you could have any one ability, what would it be? 

River Styx- What do you think happens when we die? 

Titans- If you could go anywhere in time, when would you want to go? 

Zeus- Favourite weather? 

[bumblebeezandhoney]

This looks fun! Feel free to pick anything. Oh, and if you do please tell me about yourself too (only if you feel comfortable) 🤗

[bumblebeezandhoney]

How’s the King’s Feast coming along?

I just want to know what your thought process?

Or how you write?

How you’ve been?

I am so sorry for responding so late anon. I got the sad news that a family friend passed away suddenly. I'm not really used to or familiar with death so I'm taking it one day at a time.

I was hoping to update the King's Feast within the next 2 weeks but I think that will have to be pushed back. I've been kind of distracting myself with watching youtube videos and stuff. But it feels wrong to get into writing so soon. Maybe I'll slowly work on moodboards for the King's Feast, that always hypes me up.

My original goal for chapter 3 was to really get into YN and Sir Hoseok's "relationship". The stables isn't the first place they met so there will be some fun flashbacks and a more solid intro to Sir Hoseok's character and yandere-ness (sp?).

I realize I think I am an architect but I am really a gardener when I write. Or maybe a weird hybrid. I have a general idea where I want the story to go but I find myself letting the story unfold when I write (which can come with a lot of surprises!).

I hope you're doing amazing anon and thank you for these thoughtful questions. I feel so special 😊😂

Feel free to chat with me anytime! I'll try not to disappear days at a time. Much love

[bumblebeezandhoney]

really looking forward to the future chapters of the king's feast!! <3

OMG THANK YOU 🤗

I'm so sorry for responding so late but I'm happy to hear you like The King's Feast. Funny enough I was planning on writing some more tonight. Thank you for the motivation anon 💜

[ex0skeletal-undead]

The Fairy Eater // I Don’t Want to Fly by Dmitry Khramtsov

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The King’s Feast (2)

Yandere Hoseok/Reader, Jungkook/Reader

Summary: Sir Hoseok, Guardian and Knight of the King, was the most feared and respected knight in the kingdom. He had the eyes of a viper. And I…I was a fool for realizing too late I was the apple of his eye.

Recap from Chapter I

“But would you have the audacity to fuck a concubine?” asked Sir Hoseok ever so softly as he petted his horse.

Jungkook flinched before falling at Sir Hoseok’s feet.

“Never! Never!” cried Jungkook.

Sir Hoseok rummaged through his saddlebags until he found what he was looking for. He dropped the object in front of Jungkook.

My shoes rolled in front of Jungkook’s trembling hands.

Chapter II

I didn’t know what was louder – my heart thundering in my chest or Jungkook’s labored breathing.

Sir Hoseok scoffed at Jungkook’s kneeling body.

"Where is the concubine?" asked Sir Hoseok.

A tryst had never looked like such a horrible idea until now. Regret filled my mouth like ash. I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out.

"I asked you a question," said the knight, anger in his voice.  

Sir Hoseok crouched down until his nose was nearly at Jungkook’s temple. He sniffed Jungkook as if he was a dog.  

“Enough with this farce. You smell like sex, boy,” said Sir Hoseok, spitting the last word.

With great hesitation, Jungkook raised his head, the lantern illuminating the stricken look of fear on his face.

“Tell her to come out. It is rude to leave a woman without shoes,” Sir Hoseok mused sardonically, the corner of his mouth curving up ever so slightly. He picked up my shoes and waved them in front of Jungkook’s sweaty petrified face.

“I do not know who those belong to, Sire,” said Jungkook, his voice coming out in a broken whisper. I held my breath and counted to ten.

This was a bad idea, this was a bad idea, this was a bad idea. Please leave, please leave, I recited in my head like a desperate prayer.

Sir Hoseok casually hit Jungkook with my shoe. Jungkook winced but stayed still.

“You do not know who these shoes belong to?” Sir Hoseok asked incredulously.

Jungkook shook his head, looking pitiful and lost.

“I supposed they appeared out of thin air,” sneered Sir the knight, ridicule dripping in his voice. He grabbed the other shoe and turned it to examine the sole. I shivered as his thumb went over the sole.

Then without warning, quick as lightning, Sir Hoseok grabbed Jungkook’s jaw. He had the reflex of a damn viper. My heart sank as Jungkook flinched in surprise. Sir Hoseok was merciless, grasping Jungkook’s jaw with such roughness. He forced Jungkook to look up into his eyes.  

"At the sole of every concubine's shoe is a mark designated to show she is the property of the King. You are aware, correct?" said Sir Hoseok calmly, as if talking to a child.  

"Yes, my Lord," Jungkook managed to choke out. He grimaced as Sir Hoseok’s gloved hand bit into his skin.  

"Enough foolery. You are hiding the King’s concubine in a stable filled with horse shit and piss. I will not leave until she comes with me,” promised Sir Hoseok darkly.

My cheeks reddened with shame. I did not know what to do. If I exposed myself, Jungkook and I would be severely punished. I could possibly face exile. But if I remained hidden and if by some miracle this man could not find me and left, all would be well. Surely his priorities lay with the King.

I strained my ears, but I could not hear the drumming announcing the King’s Feast. How long would the King’s right-hand knight stay in a stable, squabbling with a stable boy over a concubine he could not find? A part of me knew I was feeding myself delusional hope, but I could not stop. My heart was pounding in my chest. I forced myself to breathe through my nose. 

If only I made it to the concubines’ quarters in time. That was a fool’s dream now. Who was to blame in this? I did not have the heart to blame Jungkook. He acted in the heat of the moment, thinking the stables was the safest place until the commotion died down. No one was expecting the King’s Feast to be announced tonight. It was pointless to blame anyone. I closed my eyes and lay my head against the hay as if to will the man away with my mind. I cursed Sir Hoseok’s name under my breath, my hands fisting the hay in anger.  

“Tell your lover to reveal herself before I burn the stables down," commanded the knight.

I let out a gasp of shock. Was this man mad? I slowly peered down, the lantern casting large, intimidating shadows around Sir Hoseok and Jungkook.

Irate at Jungkook’s silence, Sir Hoseok pushed him to the ground face first. The knight grabbed the lantern, opened it and fed it some hay. His face was unreadable as he watched the hay catch fire.  He raised the burning handful of hay above Jungkook’s head.

“Sire, I beg of you to reconsider,” pleaded Jungkook, raising his hands in supplication.

Sir Hoseok ignored him. His dark eyes roamed the quarters, searching for any sign of life. Searching for me.

I hated this man. Why must he be so cruel?

Sir Hoseok dropped his arm an inch and Jungkook winced as pieces of burning hay landed on his face and clothes. I knew Jungkook to be foolish and stubborn but seeing him kneeling and shivering with fear pained me to no end.

“Come out, little flower. You must feel so ashamed. No need, come out,” cooed Sir Hoseok.

For the first time that night his voice was soft and delicate, urging me to come out as a mother would coo for her child to come out from under the bed.  

Could he – no it was impossible. I crushed the thought immediately. How on earth would he know it was me?

It was folly to stay hidden. I could no longer watch Jungkook beg and plead until every nook and cranny was searched.  

With great trepidation I cleared my throat and slowly exposed my hiding place. Two pair of eyes were on me as I brushed off the hay from my hair and dress. I crawled to the ladder, my arms trembling. My feet ached as I climbed down the ladder with deliberate slowness. The sensations of pins and needles shot up my legs and made me wince. My descent was met with heavy silence.

I stood before the two men, my bare feet planted firmly on the ground. I clasped my hands in front of me to stop myself from shaking. My eyes were trained to the ground. I was the perfect picture of submission. Could I somehow fool the Knight of the King?

I refused to look at anyone, most importantly Jungkook. I knew I would burst into tears. I felt the weight of Sir Hoseok’s burning gaze. Shivers ran down my spine. Did he recognize me? I did not want to meet his eyes. This was a cold man. I knew begging and pleading would do nothing to sway him. I felt anger rise to my throat. Who did he think he was?

With a palace as big as this and with the King as old as he was, it was not uncommon for concubines to have trysts – with knights, priests, stable boys. The unspoken rule was no one knew if you were discreet.    

What kind of ill luck had befallen me that it was not Sir Chanyeol or Sir Mark that had discovered us? The night would have ended on a lighter note. I could imagine Sir Chanyeol drunk with one concubine on each arm, loudly berating me for my lack of stealthiness. Or Sir Mark teasing Jungkook about his manners and performance while erupting in his famous boisterous, infectious laugh.  

Out of all the knights, it had to be Sir Hoseok who discovered us. The man did not fornicate, get drunk or gamble. I doubt he even slept.

The sound of clapping broke the deafening silence and my musings. My shoulders stiffened in shock. Was he mocking me?

I glared openly at the knight’s muddied boots, humiliation burning in my veins. My plan of feigning humility long forgotten. I have been humiliated and embarrassed in this cursed palace more times than I can say. I had had enough.

“Shall I applaud you for your excellent service to the King?” I bit out before I could help myself.

The clapping stopped.

“Do explain,” said Sir Hoseok, his tone deceptively light.

My eyes trailed up to his knees, covered in silver armor that shined in the weak lantern light.

“Surely the King’s best knight has other important things to do than interrogating a stable boy and concubine on a night such as this,” I inquired, my tone neutral. I could hear Jungkook sigh to my left.

Within moments Sir Hoseok was standing mere inches before me. Heat emanated from his body; he was like a burning furnace. A gloved hand lifted my stubborn chin and our eyes met. All expression was gone from Sir Hoseok’s face. He was so cold, it was as if he was made of stone. I saw no light in his pupils.

The rage and humiliation I felt moments before that burned my body sniffed out like a candle. Reality settled deep in my bones, and an overwhelming sense of sadness overcame me. This was how everything was going to end.

I lowered my gaze, and my eyes began to water as I glared at his armored chest. The engraved insignia on his breast plate blurred in front of me, mocking my predicament and my status. This was a slap to the face. Here stood a man of power, a man who had everything – riches, loyal men, the ear of the king. And here stood I – a foolish concubine young enough to want more but old enough to know better, with nothing more than an angry tongue and a lustful stable boy. The odds could not be less in my favor.

But I refused to cower. I looked up to see him staring down at me from the tip of his aquinine nose. How many men and women had he stared down before slaughtering them? Would he be crazy enough to slaughter me tonight?

From my periphery I saw his hand raise to the side of my face. For the briefest moment I wondered if he meant to strike my face. His hand froze in midair before removing a stray piece of hay tucked in my hair.

“Why don’t you tell the King yourself, sweet one,” offered Sir Hoseok in a low voice, lost in thought as he rubbed the hay between his fingers.

My stomach dropped. This was not the first time I heard that nickname.

“We are both tied to the King one way or another. He will be the one to judge your loyalty,” he nodded to Jungkook who was hovering in the background. “And mine.” He added as an afterthought.

Before I could react, he grabbed my forearm with a vice-like grip and dragged me to his waiting horse. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jungkook follow with slow, tentative steps.

“Stay where you are, boy. I will find you tomorrow morning,” promised Sir Hoseok.

Jungkook blanched at the order.

Sir Hoseok grabbed me by the waist. I was hoisted on his saddle before I could even contemplate his strength. I stared in amazement at his strength. His horse was still as if he understood the severity of the situation. Sir Hoseok hoisted himself behind me and held me unabashedly close as he took the reins and nudged his horse. I could feel his cold armor through my sweat dampened dress.

In a blink of an eye, we were outside under the stars. I refrained from looking back. It would do no good for me now.

I squirmed in his hold, the midnight air cold and unforgiving.

“Do not call me ‘sweet one’,” I said between clenched teeth.

“When you meet the King, you may judge who is the most fearsome, him or I,” reminded Sir Hoseok into my ear, ignoring me. I shivered and held my tongue.

The silence was so burdensome. I could only think of poor Jungkook, standing alone in the stables.

AN: I hope this wasn’t boring *crying emoji*. Thank you to everyone who read this story so far. We’ll get a lot more interaction between YN and Sir Hoseok in the next chapters. I didn’t want her to like him rightaway lol. And I haven’t forgotten about poor Jungkook. I’m really happy and overwhelmed by the love I’ve gotten. Have a happy and safe 2021!

Please like, comment and/or reblog <3

[flowerytale]

Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Jean-Paul Sartre (Paris, Monday, 3 July 1939)

[bumblebeezandhoney]

Teaser for The King’s Feast (2)

Yandere Hoseok/Reader, Jungkook/Reader

Rated M for Mature

Summary: Sir Hoseok, Guardian and Knight of the King, was the most feared and respected knight in the kingdom. He had the eyes of a viper. And I…I was a fool for realizing too late I was the apple of his eye.

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“Why don’t you tell the King yourself, sweet one,” offered Sir Hoseok, lost in thought as he rubbed the hay between his fingers.

My stomach dropped.

“We are both tied to the King one way or another. He will be the one to judge your loyalty,” he nodded to Jungkook who was hovering in the background. “And mine.”

Before I could react, he grabbed my forearm with a vice-like grip and dragged me to his waiting horse. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jungkook follow with  tentative steps.

“Stay where you are, boy. I will find you tomorrow morning,” promised Sir Hoseok darkly. 

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I’m so ready for part two I haven’t read anything like this in a long time

OMG GIRL I am so sorry, I didn't see this! Thank you for all the love ❤. I'm really hoping you will like part 2!

[namchyoon]

😊 [cr. dwellingsouls]