its been a long time and i’m so touched to see people checking in and leaving messages to say they missed my writing. i’m doing good, life is a bitch sometimes but… life goes on eh?
i no longer write for bangtan, however, if you’d still like to read my writing or just talk, you can find me over at my love and deepspace blog, @midsummerpips.
if that’s not your thing, i completely understand. I will still be leaving my works up on this blog for you to read and enjoy, with the wish that my silly little writings bring a modicum of joy, comfort and hope to whoever stumbles upon it. Not gonna lie, sometimes even i read my old works out of nostalgia and recall a time where things were simpler, the world less complicated and life was good.
All i ask in return is if you see my works reproduced elsewhere (outside of this blog or my a03 profile under the same name), please report them.
I’m glad you’re back even if you’re taking a break from writing. Your blog was one of the first I found when I came to tumblr to read BTS’ fanfics last year so your stories mean a lot to me and also you’re an amazing writer! One of my favorites ever.
I hope you’re doing well and staying safe 🤗
😭 I'm doing alright considering everything that's going on in the world! thank you for being so understanding and im glad my stories could bring that to you.
honestly, mentally im still feeling like its 2020 and that 2019 was just last year so when I realise that 2022 is in less than 6 months, I kinda get a jolt of surprise. I dearly hope you're well too 💓
I'm doing good and my baby is now 14 months 🥲 I started a different job and have had it for about a year but honestly not loving it so I'm hunting for a better one but we also got a HOUSEEE! It's been a crazy year tbh and Covid kinda hecked up my whole long term plan but I'm back in school and am in a good pre-nursing program so I'm working hard as I can!
WOOHOOO gurl you are absolutely killing it and I am so happy to hear that! I start my new job tomorrow as well, and definitely wishing you all the best for your job hunt too :D
wow I really admire you and it's so nice to hear everything you've been working on! your strength really gives me the motivation and hope to keep going despite this never ending pandemic :")
hi addie~ idk if you remember me because I’ve been quite mia for the past few years,, this is (A) (!) I just wanted to ask whether you’re doing alright especially during this bloody pandemic :/// I’m in my final year of med school and I was feeling ‘nostalgic’ you’d say and I was just rereading all your fics,,,,, and I can’t believe your fics and I have practically grew up together from my first year to my current year 😂 I hope you’re doing well :>>> sending love 🤍
omg 😭 yes I remember! and I myself was feeling really nostalgic just a few weeks ago so I went to re-read some of my own favourite fics and wow. it was nice to relive those few years of my life where things were much simpler and so different! I haven't really written anything new lately due to some circumstances, but I really enjoyed re-reading everything...
about the growing up together thing, I feel the exact same way with you and all of the other readers 😭😭 looking back at all the things I used to write and marvelling at the epic things we did together. it was a good ride and I'm glad it happened :") things are pretty weird with the pandemic of course. I start a new job tomorrow, but for now I'm just trying to get by one day at a time, waiting and hoping for the time we can go back to 'normal'.
nevertheless, im so glad you messaged :D time passes really fast and congrats for your last year in med school!!! things must be tough on you especially now so thank you for putting in the hard work and persevering on. I'll always be rooting for you!
Hello i am a silent reader who has been reading ur work for the better part of 2 years .i just want to say that u r very talented !!sending a happy virtual hug
wow 2 years... that is a long time indeed. thank you for sticking around for that long, and it's my honour to have written for you for that long! thank you for taking time to send a message!
Omg Addie it's been 14372 yearssss! Lol jk just a few months but I missed you and I'm soooo happy to see you're active still!
how are you and your family doing? I hope everyone's healthy and safe!!!! I really missed you guys and everything here. and I just wanted to say that even tho I wasn't able to come on here, you guys were always at the back of my mind and I was always thinking about you all, and wondering how you were doing !
Aahhh hello addie!! Welcome back 💜💜💜 i hope you are doing great with life 🥲🥺
life is alright with me!!! taking some time to breathe and just be. it's been a hectic year but im glad im still all here... I've missed you guys. this blog, everything... I hope things are all well with you!
Hi! I hope you are doing well ☺️ I have a request!
With Jimin, mainly fluff, a tiny angst and a smudge of smut if you are comfortable, I was thinking in frenemies2l au 😅 you know like they are friends but there is tension, but the good kind and feelings and witty banter and maybe some misunderstanding
“Can I at least tell my side of the story?”
“I can’t keep playing pretend.”
“I’d do anything for you.”
“You should probably go home.” “But I’m already home.”
Love your writing btw!! ❣️
Anonymous said: jimin x fluff/crack humour x “Is the cat in a onesie?” “Uh, no? (optional!) x someone contracts Black Cat Flu: a disease that causes chronic bad luck and has to be under quarantine. method of cure? up to you!
It’s a tough job from time to time, especially when patients are difficult or the problem itself is complex. One thing’s for sure — there’s never a shortage of issues. Plenty of witches and wizards like to be irresponsible with magic. But you enjoy the job. It’s worth it when you can leave with a sound heart that your patient is on their way to recovering. It’s worth staying up past dusk and dawn when you know you’ve eased a family and saved them from unnecessary grief.
But what you don’t expect is answering a house call for Park Jimin.
You’re standing in front of his townhouse with a long sigh, gripping your first aid kit in one hand and your wand in the other. In spite of the sharp black gate and the pointed edges of his roof that gives off an eerie feeling, he’s decorated the front windows with goofy, flashing pumpkin stickers and charmed fireflies to twinkle and light up the stair railing. That was Jimin for you.
You knock on the door.
Immediately, you hear thumps that follow, a muffled curse and then the door opens.
On the other side, Jimin is disheveled. His brown hair is sticking in all directions, his navy shorts are covered in soot and short enough to be boxers, and there’s a tear in his black and white long sleeve. You try to not to stare at the skin of his tummy. It’s not too hard to resist when his brown eyes are perfectly rounded and he’s staring into your soul with a distressed expression.
The door knob falls into his hand.
“Y/N! Thank god, it’s you!”
“What’s wrong?”
“Everything!”
Your brow lifts. “Like usual?”
Jimin hangs his head. “It’s even worse.”
“Can’t say I’m surprised. What did you do this time?”
You step inside the house and notice the thick smoke billowing out from one of the rooms. Jimin barely manages to shove the door shut behind you. “I was experimenting and something happened and now everything around me keeps breaking.”
His black cat, Seokjin, scurries across the floor of the living room. He turns his head to hiss at you and then disappears down the hall. You look at Jimin. “Is the cat in a onesie?”
“Uh, no?”
You don’t prod and pry more than you have to. You’ve been friends with Jimin long enough to know better than to ask what goes on in that brain of his. You’ll never understand him. Nor do you want to.
Instead, you follow after him.
Jimin’s always been clumsy, so it’s no surprise when he trips on the hall rug. But it’s never been this bad — arms flailing, body like jelly, feet slipping. “Woah!” You step back and he manages to grasp onto the door frame for balance before he can eat shit. But it breaks in his hand.
Part of the door frame crumbles off and into his hand. He curses and looks at you. “See what I mean?”
You peek into the room. The cauldron is still steaming. It smells like catnip.
“What were you trying to make?”
“A sweet potion.”
From your fuzzy knowledge of potions class years ago, you recall it being the weaker counterpart to the infamous love potion. Some might dub it as a liking potion.
You hum curiously. You thought Jimin had no problems trying to make friends.
Jimin grabs a bottle off his shelf and the moment it’s in his palm, the glass bursts in his hand. He looks at you. You’re expressionless. “Go lay down.”
“If you lay with me,” Jimin says while he tries to shake the glass off. You whirl your wand and every fragment and shard floats in the air before showering down to the ground.
You give him a lazy glare and lift your first aid kit up. “I’m going to toss this at you.”
The boy grins. “That’s not really my kink, but if it’s you, I might be into it.”
Yet in spite of Jimin’s mouthiness, he still listens to you and makes his way to his room.
On the way, he turns slightly. “Have you been busy tonight?”
“Not reall— Jimin!”
Your shout is too late. He collides with his own decorative flower vase and it shatters around his feet into a million bits. Jimin deflates, shoulders slugging, looking down at what was once his favourite vase that he got from his late grandma. “Shit.”
“Don’t move,” you warn him. But yet again, it’s too late.
As the words are coming out of your mouth and before your wand can whirl again, he’s stepping back. Right onto a mountain of sharp glass fragments. Jimin winces. You groan. He bleeds all over the place.
You barely manage to get him into bed and his feet bandaged.
“Say ah.”
“Ah.”
You look into his mouth with the light from the tip of your wand and a popsicle stick pressed against his tongue. Then you hum and move to shine the light in each of his eyes to look at his pupils.
“I think I need mouth-to-mouth,” Jimin says.
“I’m not that kind of doctor,” you mutter.
He grins and you step back, finished with the examination. “Am I dying, doctor?”
“No. It’s much worse,” you deadpan and Jimin looks genuinely taken aback. A second later, you snort with a smile. “I’m kidding.”
Jimin sighs in exasperation. “You shouldn’t play with my heart like that. There’s only so much I can take when you’re already this hot.”
He wiggles his brows and scans your figure up and down, but you’re not so sure what there is to look at when you’re tired, sweaty, and covered from head to toe, dressed in black and just a white doctor’s coat. “You contracted Black Cat Disease. Looks like a bad case too. A bad case of bad luck.”
You open the first aid kit and spray yourself with disinfect ten times over, making sure to get every inch of your body. Then you’re putting on a mask and gloves. Magic can only do so much — personal protective equipment will do the rest.
“Aw, this means I really can’t kiss you tonight, can I?”
You ignore him. “You have to be under quarantine for the time being.”
“What’s the cure?”
“True love’s kiss.” Silence. The corner of your lip tugs. “Kidding. Rest and sleep. All flus past that way.”
You come over and push Jimin’s shoulder so he’s no longer sitting up and his back hits the mattress, head against the pillows. You tug the blanket up over his body and he pouts.
“This sucks.”
“Sure does. Now rest. I’ll make a tonic for you.” You shift on your feet and get to your kit without a moment’s rest. You want to treat Jimin as quickly as possible.
But before you get out the door, his soft voice stops you—
“Thanks, Y/N. I mean it.”
You peek over your shoulder. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. You know I’d do anything for you.” There’s a strangely intimate pause as Jimin gazes at you with a tender smile. It makes you sweat and you hastily add, “Plus, this is my job.”
...
You’ve nursed a lot of people before. But Jimin is not on your list of people you want to offer your expertise to. He’s your friend, yes, but lately, you’ve been more distant. He can just be a bit too much sometimes. Especially now.
“What the hell are you doing.”
He’s up. Standing by his bedroom cobblestone fireplace. Wrapped in his blankets. And the corner of said blanket is on fire. Jimin manages to stomp it out before it can light up the entire goddamn thing and burn his body as well. There’s definitely no cure for that.
He sulks. “I was just trying to start the fireplace. I’m cold!”
“Go back to bed before I knock you out.”
With your monotone and dead stare, Jimin knows not to mess around. He doesn’t banter or add unnecessary comments. “Yes, ma’am.”
You sigh and as he gets settled down again, you place the tonic down on his bedside.
As much as you want to answer another house call and escape this place, you can’t leave him be. Jimin almost set himself and the house on fire, and knowing him, he’d somehow hurt himself again and you’d have to come back anyway. There’s no one else to take care of him. At least not here.
“When you get better, you should probably go home.” You look down to see his chubby fingers gripping the edge of the blanket that he’s brought to the bridge of his nose. The only features of Jimin revealed are his eyes and his soft locks of hair against the pillow. He looks both dumb and cute. You can’t decide which. “To your parents.”
Jimin’s eyes crinkle and you know he’s smiling. “But I’m already home.”
For the briefest of moments, a mere millisecond, your brows furrow.
You quickly turn away, but Jimin caught your expression all too easily. His smile falls.
There’s an undeniable tension to the air ever since you stepped foot inside this house. Every bantering remark from you has had more of a vicious bite to it than usual. And you know you’ve been shutting down his playful teasing each time when you used to entertain it more. But it’s all been subtle. No one should notice the change.
Too bad Jimin’s too perceptive for his own good.
He can tell you’re not comfortable, that your shoulders are tense, that you’re trying to get out of here….
And sensing a confrontation, you make an escape. “I have to grab something from—”
The blanket is thrown off. Jimin lurches forward. His hand wraps around your wrist before you’re too far away.
“I can’t keep playing pretend,” he murmurs in a velvet voice, mischievous side tucked away in favour of something more serious. “Pretend that everything’s okay. That we’re okay.”
You control your expression, turn to face him and you play dumb. “What do you mean?”
“You’re mad.”
You scoff and something inside you snaps. He just has to force a confrontation when you clearly don’t want one, doesn’t he? But why are you surprised. What Jimin wants, Jimin gets.
“Why would I be mad? That you dated Jungkook when you knew I had it bad for him?” Your sarcasm is venomous and it’s spat from your lips. “Of course not! I’m over it.”
You never expected your friend would become your love rival. You know Jimin’s ass is nice — it’s clear to see. But you never knew it would be weaponized against you.
He winces and lets go of you. “Can I at least tell my side of the story?”
“What could your side possibly be, Jimin? What’s your excuse this time?”
“It’s not an excuse.”
“You knew I liked Jungkook! I told you about it. I confided in you. But you went ahead and dated him anyway!”
Jimin sputters. “It’s not my fault he liked me!”
The hand gripping your wand quivers but in your anger, you still know better than to use an offensive spell against him. “You were giving him signals!”
Jimin slumps. It’s an admission of guilt.
Yet he still has the audacity to blurt, “I just didn’t want him to go out with you!”
“Why?! Because you’d be jealous?!” you shout and he pales. You know you’ve hit bullseye, so you keep going, “You don’t want to be the only lonely one? You’d rather us both not date?”
Jimin sighs out of frustration. “It’s not like that, Y/N.”
There’s a burning in your eyes. In the back of your mind, you wonder if you got infected with the Black Cat Disease, but you realize it’s tears. Which is even worse.
“It was a shitting thing to do,” you seethe in a sharp whisper. “And you didn’t even like him. You dumped him after three days.”
“I had to.”
But by then, you don’t want to hear him anymore. You can’t take it anymore.
You twist on your heel and leave the room, eyes stinging at the betrayal of your friend. You don’t know why he has to confront you now when you’re supposed to be working. He’s always catching you off guard, always caring more for himself. Jimin has no regard for you whatsoever.
You have half a mind to realize Jimin’s chasing after you, limping on his bandaged foot.
“Will you just wait? Where are you going?! Y/N!” The floorboard in the hall cracks. Jimin’s other foot falls through and becomes lodged into the ground. He curses aloud, physically stuck in place. But you don’t turn around. He’s not your problem anymore. He should’ve never been—
“I can’t date him when I’m in love with you!”
You freeze. And turn around. “What?”
“I know. I fucked up. I just….I didn’t want Jungkook to go out with you. So I started to flirt with him and the next thing I know, he’s asking me out. I didn’t know you’d be so hurt, that you liked him so much.” Jimin’s downcast eyes search the floor in front of him. “I’m sorry.”
“What did you just say?”
He looks up at you. “I’m sorry.”
“No, before that.”
“I...didn’t want Jungkook to go out with you..?”
“No, you idiot! You’re in love with me?”
“Yeah.” Jimin shifts and realizes his foot is still stuck in the floor. He winces. “Fuck, Y/N. My feet really hurt. I need to sit down.”
You immediately move, putting his arm around your shoulder and hoisting him up. The both of you are silent as you guide him back into bed. His house is practically destroyed from his bad luck — door knobs gone, door frames chipped off, glass shards everywhere, smoke in the living room and now a giant hole in the hallway. But you know there’s nothing a wand can’t fix, so you push it all aside.
There’s more important matters to deal with.
“Why didn’t you tell me,” you whisper, unable to believe it.
Jimin, lying on his bed, turns his head towards you and the corners of his mouth draw meekly. “I didn’t want to ruin our friendship, but guess I did that anyway.” After a beat, he reveals, “I was….I was making that potion for you. I wanted you to like me again.”
“Why? Did you think I hated you or something?”
“Seemed like it.” He smiles more genuinely. “Especially after all that, how could I not?”
“I was just mad. Still kind of am.” You scoff lightly, unable to fathom how everything spiraled out of control from one event. You’ll truly never understand how Jimin’s brain works and how he managed to make such a mess. He’s stupid. Endearingly stupid. “I’d kiss you if you weren’t sick.”
All at once, Jimin’s eyes light up. “You...you don’t hate me for being in love with you?”
“No, you idiot.”
“Then…..do you feel the same way?”
“It’s just a lot to take in,” you admit, feeling your face warm. This was a different kind of confrontation that you didn’t expect to happen tonight and you’re not sure you hate it. “But...when you get better, take me on a proper date and I’ll tell you then.”
Jimin grins, getting settled into his sheets. “I’m feeling better already.”
....
epilogue.
((Jimin, in fact, does not feel better. He wakes up worse and you end up having to deliver him into the clinic where he’s looked after for the next two weeks. It’s one of the worst Black Cat Disease cases that the witch doctors have ever seen. His entire house ends up being taped off for being a biohazard and the potion in the cauldron is taken as a biochemical weapon. It’ll apparently be two months until he can move back in, so he’s rendered homeless.
When he’s discharged from the clinic, you take him in.
And that date doesn’t happen for a while considering his feet take much longer to recover and he’s practically limping everywhere. Apparently the glass really got lodged in there and his floorboards are super sharp once they’ve been punctured. But he still tries to take you for a midnight broom ride. You stop him when his bandages are soaked with blood. That one attempt doubled his recovery time.
It turns out his cat, Seokjin, was stuck in a onesie because it was Jimin’s way of dealing with the fleas on his cat. As if covering the issue would make it go away. And by the time you realized this, your house had an entire flea infestation.
When Jimin’s healthy again, you’re this close to kicking him out. But with every mistake he makes, he fixes each of them. Sort of. And he really does manage to sweep you off your feet on that date. As stupid as Jimin can be, he has his own charms and he bewitches you under the stars and moonlight.
But by then, it’s not like it really matters.
You’ve been living with the guy. Sleeping together, in both meanings. And you argue a healthy amount. Just like a married couple.))
YOU DID IT 😭 my god I love every single word of this. you turned my weird lil prompt into a masterpiece. I expected nothing less but somehow you always manage to blow my mind :”)
not because of your writing but because i didn't know if it was going to be too much for me and i mean... it was too much but is a really good way. it's honestly one of my favorites stories, the smut is so well written but also i love enemies to lovers aus, jimin's character was too good and oc's character was a badass imo. a serpent’s flower was also amazing (a have the sequel on my to read list) and four seasons my god.. spechless again lol last night i read ocean and it was so so sweet!!(2/3)
jimin putting his life in danger to be with oc and help her with her dance routine 🥺 i'm on a mission to read all your jimin fics and then the other member's, maybe starting with a remedy for mondays, so it goes or sowing a sapling because i enjoyed that au so much. sorry for the long message but i've been a fan of your work for a long time, i don't know why i didn't reach to you before. i hope you're staying safe and work is good. please don't feel pressure to write and post new stories😊 (3/3)
I'm sorry the first part of your message got lost 😭 but thank you so so much and the jimin fics you listed are those really special to me (I think I say that about soooo many fics but they are all my children lmao) so I really do hope you enjoy them.
and thank you for your reassurance. it's been really difficult to find motivation or inspiration to write anything lately, and I also kind of look back at my past fics and feel like that was my peak... im just glad they exist and so thankful that so many people have read and enjoyed them.
ADDIE 🗣️💕 the happiest place on earth was gold!!! you are the most amazing writer, i swear 🤧 jimin as prince eric is 11/10 good casting, he was born to it. and the oc as the evil queen??? omg, her power!!! a few years ago i was obsessed with the viral videos of disney's actual evil queen, i was so happy to remember those bc of your story!!! and poor jk D: but he'll get over it, he is gaston 😹😹 thank you so much for another amazing story, we are really lucky to have you 💕🤧
YES YES YES I think we are referring to the exact same video!!!!!! every time I watch it I get so happy. I really love her interactions with Gaston too hehehe
thank you for reading. it was my pleasure to write something I always wanted to read myself, but thank you for coming along on the ride!
Ma’am 🤧🤧👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽you are truly amazing like wow 👏🏽👏🏽the happiest place in the world was so good I’m still thinking about it 😩it wa s the perfect amount of fluff angst and smut and humor like the banter had me dead 😂
I love loooove how oc just kept getting better and more comfortable and confident in her acting like I was just sitting there like a proud mama cheering her on cause my girl did that and now she has a whole broadway audition 😌😌😌queen shit😝
Oh and dont even get me started on jimin 😩😩the way you write jimin is *chefs kiss* like ughhh I just love him so much 😭😭 thank you so much for this beautiful story 🥺🥺💞💞
im crying ahhadhfhhdsh THANK YOU this made me so happy. that whole fic was really a long one in the making. I absolutely love that whole slice of life dynamic between coworkers so I tried really hard to recreate that.
thank you for the compliment on Jimin!! every time I look at him I just think he's so cute and adorable and argh :(
the happiest place on earth was absolutely the greatest!!! v cute and I loved seeing Y/N's progress throughout the oneshot and how she ended up embracing the role and overcoming the hate she got :')
omg kina :( i am answering this months late but I love you and thank you for all the support you gave me on that fic. I owe most of it to you and you're the main reason why that fic was able to see the light of day :")
