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Homesick♚♥
Synopsis: it’s 1932, the Great Depression is in full swing. Thankfully, your husband, Riki, is a hardworking man that stops at nothing to provide for you. However, he’s running himself to the ground trying to ensure you have the same little pleasures you’ve enjoyed before the Depression ruined everything. So, what do you do? Tell him to remember to eat when you send him off for work, straighten his tie, hand him his cup of coffee. His coffee’s perfect every morning; black, smooth, two scoops of sugar (and one miniscule atom of poison, but you’d rather not talk about that).
Tags: husband!riki x reader, reader’s a loving wife, poison, she’s not really bad guys I swear-, yearning Riki, great depression, workaholic ahh boy, something something, will NOT tag everything as fic is still in the making
playing: he's my man by luvcat ♪
₊˚ ✧ ━━━━ ꒰ঌ ⊱ ·✦· ⊰ ໒꒱ ━━━━ ✧ ₊˚
You felt his heart rate underneath your palm. Fast–not alarming, just a slight pick up before it went slower. But still banging against his chest like it couldn’t help but try to run towards you.
“I don’t want to cage you,” he sighed, “and I don’t want to control you, but sometimes, dear—sometimes, I can't help but want you all to myself,” he paused then, eyes flicking away from yours, “is that bad, honey? That I want you so much?”
You softened at his words, shoulders dropping from just how much he affected you. Your heart was scratching at your ribs, demanding to be let out—to rest in his body instead of yours. Wanting that same closeness his own core cried under your palm.
“No, baby,” your voice was barely above a whisper, staring at him with that same, shining adoration he always took you in with, “I love you like that too. I just don’t want to stop you from being you.”
“I know,” he whispered, resting his forehead against yours, “I know, sweet girl.”
You loved him.
And that’s exactly why you poisoned him.
₊˚ ✧ ━━━━ ꒰ঌ ⊱ ·✦· ⊰ ໒꒱ ━━━━ ✧ ₊˚
A/N: lemme know if any of you would like to be added to the tag list! I've been in a writing slump lately but I'm trying to get back into it lol. Hope you guys enjoy!
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BLOSSOM
ROSES
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Lillies for the dead
A/n: there is a section that’s descriptive of a body I will put *** when it starts and when over!
“Love is sweetest beside the crypt.”
~???
Prologue
Winona was born of the cobra lily of the valley beneath a super blue blood moon, though lilies of the valley were never meant to bloom so late into the dying year.
Malevolence emerged from the deadly pitcher nightshade beneath the blue moon of early winter.
Hysteria bloomed from the carnivorous fire lily beneath the blood moon of early spring.
In death, the girls became a trio.
Winona lured
Malevolence traped
Hysteria devoured
The cobra lily consumes memories or grief
The deadly pitcher consumes devotion or trust
The carnivorous fire lily consumes emotion or affection
Together, they were death's favorite fairies.
Death planted no flowers more beautiful than the three girls.
They became legends. Myths whispered through rotting gardens and moonlit graveyards.
Old folktales warned:
If flowers grow where they should not, do not draw near. The fairies have passed through, and they may still be lurking in the shadows.
If something sweet, like burnt caramel, lingers after midnight, Winona is near.
If rosewater stains your tongue in the early morning, stay quiet and stay still. Malevolence is watching.
And if the garden suddenly falls silent, Hysteria is feeding.
People left offerings so the fairies would not grow vengeful within the villages or graveyards.
Offerings for Hysteria were placed upon headstones.
Offerings for Malevolence were left beside the bird fountain.
Offerings for Winona rested within the abandoned greenhouse.
And for all three, gifts were left within the fairy circles.
Winona received pearls, gold, brownies, anything that glittered beneath the moonlight, and patches of fabric cut from beloved clothing.
Malevolence received paper and ink, blue crystals, stones given with good intent, and coffee grounds scattered around the fountain’s basin.
Hysteria was offered teacups filled with sweet tea, teeth shed during adolescence, sugared treats, and fallen cat whiskers.
Sometimes the offerings became sacrifices.
Animals at first.
Then humans.
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The sacrifices began after a string of bodies were discovered deep within the woods and along the graveyards.
Carnivorous plants and pale fungi bloomed from the dead as though the earth itself had claimed them.
Pitcher plants flowered between rib cages.
Mushrooms pushed through fingertips and split the skin beneath the nails.
Venus flytraps unfurled from hollowed torsos.
And lilies of the valley were always found resting above the head, delicate as funeral veils.
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After that, the offerings became tradition.
And so did the sacrifices.
Every year beneath the blood moon, the village selected two prisoners to be offered to the fairies. More often than not, they chose men.
Over the years, the villagers had noticed a pattern: when a man guilty of cruelty or violence was given to the trio, the gardens remained quiet afterward. No strange blooms appeared within the graveyards. No bodies were discovered overtaken by vines and fungus.
The fairies seemed satisfied.
But when a woman was sacrificed, the silence never lasted long.
The flowers always returned.
So did the dead.
A/n: HOPE YOU LIKE IT 😋 look for me in the stars pookies
~Moonie ♡
Making moodboards now!
Should be out tn along with the prologue!!
Lilies for the dead
Masterlist.
They call them Death's favorite fairies. Three girls born beneath cursed moons. One forest that remembers every grave. A gothic reimagining of Tinker Bell (kinda, not really,) filled with romance, sacrifice, folklore, and dark whimsy. (Character moodboards coming soon.)
Master list
Books that are ready but like not 😋
Lilies for the dead
Character mood boards (coming soon/ not made)
Prologue (written)
Chapter one (writing)
Remembered promises
Character mood boards (coming soon/ not made)
Prologue (written)
Chapter one (writing)
United souls
Character mood boards (coming soon/ not made)
Prologue (written)
Chapter one (written)
Chapter two (written)
Chapter three (writing)
so, how about a little Great Depression Riki oneshot where you poison him every morning so he always comes back home to you so that way he never overworks himself?? Inspired by He’s My Man by Luvcat? No? Yes? Maybe?
Lemme know😛
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No ew
Bright as Snow
!yangjungwoncfemOC! (could self insert if you want)
Sypnosis: where winter never really leaves, even as it fades
She was snow melting in my palm. And even then, as time was slipping through my fingers, I still never told her how I felt.
wc: 1,044
tags! (lemme know if I missed anything, I'm new to this not true to this-): first person POV, won POV, angst, longing, low key pathetic won?, teen love, yearning, YEARNING, a man who yearns is..not a man who earns?
“The cherry blossoms are blooming
Even this winter’s coming to an end
I miss you,” -BTS, Spring Day
Her name was Mi-rae. And she was bright like winter snow. But that didn’t mean she was pale. No.
Her skin was a light tan, something like honey. It tasted like honey.
It was her mind that was bright. That shined even in the darkest moments. Cold. Witty. Logical. Something that said she was destined to prove, to be great and conquer anything she wanted. Any obstacle that stood in her way would be crushed.
Mi-rae was snow. Cold, bright, soft snow. The kind that you fall on and it doesn’t even hurt. But the coldness nips at your skin still until you go numb. Because she didn’t know how to be anything else.
You see, Mi-rae always had this thing about her. Something hidden and tucked away. Something that made you look twice because something shined so brightly inside that you just couldn’t name.
Mi-rae, for the longest time, was my god. My salvation. My angel.
But even angels die.
Snow eventually melts.
It transforms into water, slowly seeping into the concrete. Dripping into the gravel. Soaking into the soil of the grass. It disappears until winter comes back again, but no winter is ever the same.
And sometimes snow doesn’t come with winter.
I wish we would’ve had more time.
I wish I would’ve had the courage to speak up back then. Say what she means to me to her face. Because everyone else already knew.
Jake would raise his eyebrows when he dapped me up. Grinning like a fool while I tried to hide my smile.
Sunoo would do that eye smile at me–you know the one. Barely even hiding it behind his fingers. Eyes crinkled into moon crescents with a shine like the stars.
Ni-ki’s eyebrow would quirk up whenever she walked into the room, taking a glance at her and then me. As if daring me to do something.
Sunghoon wouldn’t react, but I know what he was thinking. I always knew what he was thinking, from crossed arms to little breaths that were his version of laughs.
Jay teased. Tried to get us together. Put an arm around me while he said some exposing joke to her, pushing me toward her.
Heeseung was the most subtle, honestly. I still don’t have a good read on him after all these years. He would only glance. Ever only saved his true thoughts for when me and him were alone. But even that was vague and wise in some elder brother language I never learned how to understand.
They all knew Mi-rae was everything to me.
I’d always have a spare banana milk for her in my bag. I would always take the long way to school to get strawberries with chocolate from that bakery near our school. Only because I found out she liked them. I liked them before I knew–would only get it sometimes– but after I found out, it became an obsession. Something to get every day just to see her little smile of approval.
Strawberry.
That’s what her lip gloss tasted like.
I think about it every time I bite into one now.
I kissed her. Just once. Barely.
It wasn’t really a kiss. More like a brush. A ghost of what could’ve been. But it lingers in my soul even now.
It would’ve been more if Jake hadn’t walked in. If our seven minutes in heaven weren’t up. Such a foolish game. Childish. Something that high schoolers shouldn’t even be thinking about because we were too grown for that.
But it was the best game. Because then I had a taste of her. Even if it was just a hint.
But a hint was all I ever got.
Because I was a coward. Too shy and quiet for my own good. Only ever bold when that student council president persona came out.
She used to laugh. Told me I only ever spoke up when it came to the good of other people. And it stung. Because she wasn’t wrong.
I never spoke up for myself when it mattered. Even though I could protect myself just fine. Those taekwondo classes Mom put me through helped a lot.
I never told her. Never even whispered it under my breath like brave cowards do.
But I should’ve.
When she fell asleep on my shoulder on the way to that stupid aquarium during that stupid field trip (Ni-ki fell in water. I don’t know how. Mi-rae laughed and I saw God).
During those countless times me and her were in the student council room by ourselves.
During those seven minutes of heaven.
During the fireworks festival.
Or even just when she was in front of me.
I should’ve told her. Should’ve blurted it out. Should’ve officially asked her to be all mine.
But I didn’t.
The snow melted too quickly. Graduation came.
It was an early spring.
I couldn’t stop time. I knew her plans.
Mi-rae was always too bright to tie down.
And if you hold snow? It melts in your palm. Dissolving anyway.
There was no universe where I could have kept her by my side.
I’m a junior in college now.
Funny.
I was a junior when she graduated. When she went off to the States to study at Stanford. Even if she was more of a Cal State East Bay type of girl.
And now? I bury myself in work, in my studies. I make no time for parties or any of that childish shit the boys are still on. Not anymore.
Because if I do, what happens if winter doesn’t come anymore?
Winter comes every year. It’s mandatory. It’s a season. Like clockwork, winter will come.
But no winter’s ever the same.
Winter changes every year. Sometimes colder. Sometimes warmer.
But winter is winter.
Love will always change. And sometimes that’s the worst hurt of all.
Winter is winter.
And no matter how it changes? Even now? Maybe–no. No maybes. Mi-rae doesn’t deserve maybes. She never has.
So, until the day I die?
Winter’s still my favorite season. And I always wait for it to come again. For that cold, bright snow to welcome me again.
Always.
A/N: first fic on Tumblr guys kinda nervous...lemme know how y'all like it! Also lemme know if you wanna be added to a tag list or something for other works :) I always switch POVS and do a little bit of everything or try to so lemme know! Inbox is always open <3
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!Update!
Chapter Four of A Dragon, A Breath: Death has just been posted!
And I am also thinking of finally posting a one shot on here! Stay tuned :)
Might post my books here and on wattpad! I’m thinking about posting my books united souls, remembered promises, or lilies for the dead?
Untied souls is a enha book
Remembered promises and lilies for the dead are both mixed kinda
I also have rubys reverie which is a ateez (mingi) book so let me know if you guys would be interested in seeing synopses or prologues!
!Update!
Chapter One of A Dragon, A Breath: Death has been posted!
Some teasers:
Hope you guys like it! (The epigraph + prologue is also posted..if..i haven’t mentioned it LMAO.)
Preview of:
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✎ᝰ. Sypnosis:
"𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔬𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔰: 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔞 𝔪𝔲𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔲𝔫𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔥 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥, 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔞 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔯𝔠𝔥 𝔴𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔠𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔴𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔶, 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔡 𝔴𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔰 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢 𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔶."
Three boys. One prophecy the wind whispers.
A crack in a cold kingdom's foundation.
Silver cloaks sheltering a mad man who's one with the stars.
A castle that provides no warmth to a King in denial.
Lone nights and bar fights to a killer that never had a sense of home.
They dream of the deep sea. Of war and songs no human remembers.
The Dragon lives. It stirs.
Humanity's fate is met.
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A/N: This story is only posted on Wattpad for now! I won’t lie: I’m very new to posting on Tumblr and I mostly just use it to read one shots, so I’m not really comfortable with how to format a series on here. But, if any of you want it on here while it’s also on Wattpad, then lemme know!
Suggestions and messages will always be open <3 feel free to talk to me!
I would also like to clarify that I started this fic BEFORE BE:Lift decided to be…BE:Lift. So. Yes, this fic IS OT7. And I will always write ENHA as seven. No matter what :). Anyways, pls check it out!
.☘︎ ݁˚₊‧ʚ ❤︎ ɞ‧₊˚ ݁☘︎ .
Coming soon…
Fruit to Bear (Yang Jungwon)
Homesick (Nishimura Riki)
And many more….(hopefully)
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Posted!
Jungwon
Bright as Snow
Heeseung
Jay
Jake
Sunghoon
Sunoo
Ni-ki
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A Dragon, A Breath: Death (ENHYPEN OT7)
