hi friends, idk if this is gonna be the beginning of the end [aka me entirely stopping w fics] or a new proper start but i decided to completely leave this blog. im not gonna delete any fics bc my nostalgic ass would never but im gonna be 200% inactive here. if u see me online it's a lie
I've been here for over 3 years already and I'm really thankful to the people that I've met and the precious memories that stayblr was able to give me back then : ) but it's time to go now!! i admit that the lack of content from me could be also due to the fact that I lost interest in skz back in 2021 but my characters have barely anything to do w them so i didnt think it was going to get this heavy to post fics but here we are ig??? yeah anyway,,,
you can find my other account in my pinned post: idk if im really gonna post any new fics in there ngl LMAO but i did write two fics [they were requested] and i'll see if they're worth posting or not
what i want to say is that music is a thing of joy for most people. to love an artist or their work, to root for them, is mostly because the music makes us feel happy and supported and seen. sometimes it just makes passing the time easier. feeling saddened or hurt now is valid and real. a connection like this feels and is personal. you’re a human being with a heart. we all are. take care of yourself and look after yourself in any way you can. processing something like this can take minutes to hours to days. look after your heart and your well-being. take it slow if you need to. be gentle with yourself and be gentle to those you know, if they may need it too. let that gentleness and care echo.
in this new episode of "mint cannot tumblr", I just noticed a fic of mine doesn't appear at all in the tags😫 what why when and how to fix this?? Is it possible??? should I just delete and repost? Maybe that's why it had no notes at all??? hah 🤡
life update im writing for a request which i was lowkey scared to write abt since its abt a skz member i never really wrote for before BUT WE LIKE CHALLENGES AND IF I WAS ASKED TO WRITE SUCH THING IT MEANS THAT I’M ABLE TO DO SO, so let’s go!!! [the way i realised this while writing bc it’s smth that character X tells the mc in this fic]
one of my fav things im currently doing: <3research<3 abt super specific things that probably people dont even expect me to know or mention in a fanfic but heh im really excited abt this one and im really sorry that it takes me so long to post requests oh my gosh im trying im tryingggg
i wish you’d write a comfort fic where reader is sick and minho’s random ass decides to check their temperature by kissing their forehead 🤗
wordcount: 700
Lee Minho x reader
thank u anon!!!! it's really short but I hope you like it! It might become a proper fic if anyone would like to read it, ngl (or it might lead to me creating a specific Minho au and make it a series lmao)
beep… beep…beep…
“Uh… amazing, I’m sick.”You grumbled, dramatically letting the tiny thermometer slip from your hand on the soft bed sheets covering you. You couldn’t move much, since you also lazily left your phone on the pillow right next to your head, the screen showing an ongoing phone call.
“What else were you expecting after spending a whole day in the rain because you were too lazy to bring an umbrella-”
“Oh, I was pretty sure I called Minho, not my mother?”
You were able to joke before you started coughing. You groaned out of pain, you really didn’t think that you’d catch a cold because of a simple rainy day.
You replied with a faint “mh”, slowly nodding as if he could see you. A smile gradually painted your lips as you felt your cheeks getting warmer, not sure if it was the cold or the affectionate attention you were looking forward to getting soon.
Suddenly, Minho’s tone switched, making him sound more serious.
“Alright, no need to ask once more, I’m on my way. Text me whatever you want me to buy you, ‘kay?”
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After the call ended, you made sure to text him, your fingers slowly tapping on the screen of your phone as you messily wrote a small list of things you needed, from ice-cream to that one soup Minho once made you a few months ago.
He joked about the exaggerated amount of typos in your message, to which you just replied with a sticker of a cartoon-styled cat with a cute pout.
“Oh look, the lazy ass that caught a cold.”
It was in moments like this that you were glad you got Minho a spare-key to your apartment. As your cold was getting worse, just the thought of getting out of bed to open the door felt unbearable.
In a few minutes, though, your tired eyes met with his pretty and teasing gaze, making it feel like refreshing air suddenly entered your room.
You groaned in response at his teasing remark, hiding your face under the blankets and turning around, doing your best to hide the smile, although your voice made you give yourself away as soon as you opened your mouth.
“Did you bring everything?”Your voice reached his ears in a muffled tone, as you let your face meet the soft pillow next to you.
“I did, I did. The ice-cream is in the freezer, I still don’t understand this sudden urge to get pudding- oh, today must be your lucky day somehow. I found all the ingredients for my super special, cool and lazy ass-proof soup. So, dinner is saved.”
You fixed yourself on the bed, now sitting comfortably with two pillows behind your back. You looked at him and slowly raised your arm, as if you were trying to reach him. He noticed as soon as he left a little bag of medicines on the bedside table and a smile bloomed on his soft lips.
Your hands met in what you called your “secret-not so secret- handshake”: a handshake you would change nearly everyday, sometimes it’s just a high-five, sometimes it gets even more complicated and ridiculous.
This time, though, it was simply your fingers brushing against each other, before letting them slowly intertwine.
Was it the cold getting worse? The attention being more than what you expected? Both? You really couldn't tell.
Your half-lidded gaze rested on your hands laced together, before you suddenly felt a soft touch on your forehead.
Minho leaned to give you a kiss on the forehead, and your cheeks felt even warmer than before.
You found yourself mumbling and tripping on your own words, not really knowing what to say, making Minho giggle at your reaction.
“Yeah, your cold is quite bad- but worry not! You’re in my hands now.”
“That sounded like a threat for a second-”
“Don’t you dare leave this bed!”
He looked at you with a dramatically exaggerated tone in his voice, before leaving another quick peck on your cheek and letting go of your hand.
You were left alone in your room, the distant sound of some chopping and sweet humming from Minho in the kitchen reached your ears before you allowed yourself to drift off and rest, your last thought being that you were lowkey glad that you forgot your umbrella the previous day.
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