thank you all so much for reading and loving my work this past year and change, but the time has come for me to move on and not linger. life is busy and iโm at a place where i can truthfully say iโm happy, so with that, i bid this blog and you all farewell.ย
rather than deleting this blog, iโve decided to leave it up for anyone who wishes to return to my fics or any new eyes that happen upon them. but even though my blog will remain up, i will not be active here from this point on.
after returning to tumblr with an eager heart, i thank you for making my last go here worthwhile. love you so much. <3
Hello :) I wanted to ask if you're still doing the one year requests, in no way rushing you, I'm curious since you seem to be doing a long fic :D
hey! yes i am. i got pretty busy for a minute there and had little to no time or energy to write, so now with any urge and desire to do so regarding any fic, i take it and run with it haha. just trying to work and get something out, ya know?
i did actually complete and post another request the other day! they have not been abandoned, i revisit them frequently so rest assured, they will get done. :โ)
Itโs crazy how things can change in such a short window of time. How you can go somewhere with the intention of letting go, and leave holding on as tight as you can.
nik, i am here ! i have decided to choose the moon man after much deliberation because i would love to see you write him, and we need more good taeil fics around here anyway ! the playlist is longer than i wanted to give you but i tried to boil it down and just do songs that i love and that i think you would also love and vibe with (probably already know a few im sure) and might be good fuel for the fic brainstorming ! all positive, nothing angsty haha so just go with it ! you know me im open to smut, fluff, romance, whatever. cause i know you will execute it well regardless haha congrats again on one year and sorry for rambling LMAO
totally forgot to answer your ask hahaha but it is done!! (even though you already know that lol)
loved the playlist you put together. i almost went with love% but then this song came on and the entire setting came to me. really wanted to write more, i probably can (probably will at some point), but alas, the moon man has finally been added to my masterlist! woohoo!!!
thank you for requesting mads! really enjoyed writing for this guy, hopefully there will be more in the future. <333
The sun is setting, thereโs music playing, coffee is brewing, and your love is coming home. | fluff | 1k words | for @neonun-au
ใฉใใชใณใน - mondo grosso, hikari mitsushima
ย Thereโs music playing down the block. Must be a party. Your guess is a backyard barbecue, likely in a tiny courtyard of one of the many apartment buildings; something small but full of life and thrill. Games, friends, and good times. You can picture it all.
The sun is setting, thereโs music playing, coffee is brewing, and your love is coming home. | fluff | 1k words | for @neonun-au
ใฉใใชใณใน - mondo grosso, hikari mitsushima
ย Thereโs music playing down the block. Must be a party. Your guess is a backyard barbecue, likely in a tiny courtyard of one of the many apartment buildings; something small but full of life and thrill. Games, friends, and good times. You can picture it all.
ย The bass of the music pounds through the row of buildings, the melodies being carried into your apartment on a wave of eager anticipation and excitement, tinged with the sound of impatient drivers. Heโll be here any moment, back home, back in your company, and you canโt keep from fidgeting with your hands. From fixing the pillows on the couch to realigning the books on the shelf, to putting dishes and clothes away. Lighting candles, doing your best to create a comforting ambiance. Should you make him coffee before he gets here?
ย ย Yeah. Make him coffee. Heโs probably tired from his flight, tired of the regular faces. If that were you, youโd need a pick-me-up. He probably already got some at the airport, though. Maybe heโs all coffeeโd out. But you make it anyway, because if heโs not in the mood, at least heโll have the option.
ย ย The sun has just fallen behind the lowest building. Itโs almost eight oโclock, which means his plane landed thirty minutes ago. Any minute now, he should walk through the door, and your home will feel right again. You wonโt feel a need to find minor flaws to fix or something to keep you busy. Heโll be here, and all will be okay.
ย ย The hinges of the front door sound, then the click of the door closing, and the thump of a bag hitting the floor. Heโs home.
ย ย Taeilโs head peaks around the wall to where youโre standing in wait, and your excitement melts, settles in your belly, warming the rest of your body like a fireplace warms a living room on a cold winter night. He steps toward you, the calmest smile adorning his face. โHey, you.โ
ย ย โHi, stranger,โ you hum.
ย ย His arms wrap around you, engulfing you against his tired body, secure within his lazy hold. Even after his flight, even after waiting for however long in the airport, he still smells fresh. Even after being away for so long, he still smells like home. โMissed you,โ he mumbles next to your ear.
ย ย โWell, Iโd hope so.โ He pulls back, amused at your teasing, loving your casualness.ย
ย ย โWhatโs that music?โ he asks.
ย ย โIโm guessing someone is having a party. Itโs good music, though. Kept the window cracked, been listening to it while I waited for you.โ
ย ย โIt is good,โ he says, pulling away, dragging his hands along your arms until they latch with yours. โI like this one theyโre playing.โ
ย ย Taeil twirls you to face away from him, pulls you back into his front, and holds you against him, resting his chin atop your shoulder.
ย ย Itโs a wonderful sensation, his arms so tight around your frame. Itโs a mysterious concept, how you can feel so disoriented, so unorganized when he isnโt around. How you always feel there is something that needs to be done, how you feel unaccomplished with your days, but then suddenly, Taeil is here, and youโre still.
ย ย Even amidst the excitement that has been brewing in your belly, he steps into your presence, places his hands on you, and youโre calm. Tranquility spans the room, and his kisses along your neck, your shoulder, are tender words of satiated longing.
ย ย โHow was your flight?โ you ask.
ย ย โFelt like itโd never end, but here I am.โ
ย ย โHere you are.โ
ย ย You turn in his hold, unraveling your hands and wrapping your arms around his neck. His hands fall to your waist, playfully, mindlessly squeezing and rubbing. You scan his face, studying the features you already know so well, and he giggles. โWhatโs funny?โ
ย ย โNothing. Youโre making me shy.โ
ย ย You roll your eyes, and he giggles again, this time pulling you snugly into him. โNo need to feel shy. I havenโt seen you in a while, I need a good look.โ You bring your face close to his, his lips a breath away. โBeautiful boy. Iโm so happy youโre home.โ
ย ย Judging by the way his body slugs in contentment at your words, youโre sure he caught the nuance. If not, you know heโs already aware. Yes, heโs back home. But to you, in your one-track mind, he is home, and youโve learned over your time together that there could not and will never be anyone else capable of obtaining such comfort, such familiarity. Youโre happy heโs home.
ย ย โMe too,โ he assures before closing the space between you, fulfilling your last desire.ย
ย ย The music from outside fills the room, bounces off the walls, and itโs almost like itโs your own music playing. Like youโre in a movie and the song plays at just the right volume, just the right amount to where it aids the situation. It aids your feelings, supports your emotions, and helps you to settle into this thrilling moment.
ย ย And you know this will not be the last time youโre forced to spend time away from him. You know the life he leads will take him away again, and it may be longer next time, or it may be shorter. Maybe youโll be able to go with him. But along with that fact, you know heโll come right back to you in your little home together, and youโll embrace each other, recharge, and enjoy the time until his next trip brings him far away.
ย ย โOh, I almost forgot. I made coffee, I figured youโd be tired.โ
ย He sighs into a smile. โThis is why I love you,โ he says.
ย ย You let go, placing your hands on your hips in a teasing manner. โOh, really? This is why?โ
ย ย โAmong other things,โ he smirks, reaching his hands out to your forearms and running them down until he reaches your hands, pulling them from your hips. โCoffee sounds great. Thank you for doing that.โ
ย ย You smile. โOf course.โ Before pulling him off to the kitchen to fill your mugs and talk about your lives since he left, you pucker your lips and stick them out in anticipation of a kiss before you take a single step.
ย ย Taeil lets go of your hands, brings them up to the sides of your face, and plants a dramatic kiss with an audible mwah as the cherry on top.ย
ย ย Letโs close our eyes and kiss.
ย A melody that sweetly melts away.
Itโs crazy how things can change in such a short window of time. How you can go somewhere with the intention of letting go, and leave holding on as tight as you can.
Pair: ย Na Jaemin x female reader
Genre: ย Fluff, smut, strangers to lovers, angst
Teaser WC: ย 1.4k
Estimated Full WC: ย 15k-25k
Synopsis: ย When visiting your friends for a week, you opt to stay in a hotel rather than take up space in one of their apartments. Seeing your friends after so long is a trip that needs both preparing for and detoxing from, so the alone time and suspension from life that the hotel offers is ideal. What you didnโt expect the hotel to provide, however, is a man with whom your chemistry flies through the roof and bursts out the windows of the twenty-story building youโre both tauntingly enclosed in.
Teaser warnings: ย Alcohol consumption
ย The driver pulls up to your hotel, nearly one in the morning, and you feel the relief already settling in your chest. Your room is right up there, along with your cozy clothes and respite. Comfort is close. But even with dawning alone time and your bed that you swear you can hear calling your name, you find yourself suddenly upset.
for me your writing is like the romance of time. everything is folded into these small moments and amplified in the subtleties and nuances of life. small things become big, small moments stretch out to infinity. your cradled in the arms of time and the world around you is soft at the edges, aglow with the lights of the city
a Woman of Words, you are, and how flattering this is. there is depth in the small moments, there's substance in subtleties. i love finding ways to expand them, make them substantial.
For me I always think of soft white bedsheets because your writing is fluff which I love
oh i love this. yes, i will say that when i write, part of what i envision is fluffy white bedsheets, full cotton duvets, light and airy but soft and comforting. i'm glad to hear you associate my writing with something so easy. <3
Reblog this to receive from your followers/mutuals what they associate your writing with.
It can be a style (dark/fluff/silly/etc), it can be a topic (death/forgiveness/self-discovery), it can be a theme, it can be a character type... whatever makes your readers think of your works when they see it :]
Hi... I was in school, had just activated my tumblr again, so i can read while on break and i wanted to follow you just to find out after 3 enraging minutes, That i already followed you. Thanks for that, brain. wanted to ask, if you could tag me or add me to your Taglist for Company, If you even do that? cause i would LOVE to keep reading this, when it is finished <3 <3 hope you do well, and know that you are appreciated <3
hey! hahaha our brains can be menaces. i can absolutely tag you in Company!! thank you for your interest and thank you for your kind words. i hope youโre doing well also! <33
want to be added to Company's taglist? drop in and let me know!
Pair: ย Na Jaemin x female reader
Genre: ย Fluff, smut, strangers to lovers, angst
Teaser WC: ย 1.4k
Estimated Full WC: ย 15k-25k
Synopsis: ย When visiting your friends for a week, you opt to stay in a hotel rather than take up space in one of their apartments. Seeing your friends after so long is a trip that needs both preparing for and detoxing from, so the alone time and suspension from life that the hotel offers is ideal. What you didnโt expect the hotel to provide, however, is a man with whom your chemistry flies through the roof and bursts out the windows of the twenty-story building youโre both tauntingly enclosed in.
Teaser warnings: ย Alcohol consumption
ย The driver pulls up to your hotel, nearly one in the morning, and you feel the relief already settling in your chest. Your room is right up there, along with your cozy clothes and respite. Comfort is close. But even with dawning alone time and your bed that you swear you can hear calling your name, you find yourself suddenly upset.
