Now [requests open] as I lost my list after I got my phone and my flash drive with the drafts stolen. Though I don’t guarantee that every request will be accepted for a few personal reasons.
• When sending requests, please specify what kind of story you are requesting for, if possible put (smut/angst/fluff whatever it is) on the ask.
• Requests with prompts are preferred and are prioritized over those without. The groups I prefer to write for are LOONA, Le Sserafim, Itzy, fromis_9, ex-IZ*ONE girlies. Though anything really works just give me a name and a prompt.
• I also reject requests, especially if the prompt is those that I’d rather not write.
• Minor/U-18 idol smut/anything with seggs request = automatically rejected. However, angst, fluff, etc. are okay.
I have stopped writing fics for idols. This masterlist remains for tracking purposes.
some quickshit, not a comeback, not a promotion just an answer to a fuckload of asks.
i somehow saw notifs of this account on my old phone when i went to clear it off for selling like a month or two ago, i've pushed this thing away a lot of times because i was busy. i've only had time do this now before i permanently delete this account's info on my notes.
anyways tysm for reading, and for the fuckload of asks asking about what my ao3 or aff account is, it's bloomingniloufar (yes nilou supremacy my girl i love). I don't really write now because of how busy my job is.
I been trying to write but I can’t write anything when it comes to idols. It was like this as well a year or two ago before I posted retaliation.
Here’s the catch though, when it comes to writing anything 2d I could write a lot. Which I did more than a few months ago in the last oneshot I posted on my AO3 (just dm me if you want my ao3 or twt).
I’ll probably be gone but I won’t delete my account because tennis chaewon getting voyeured and nonconned is really a gem, so if you haven’t yet, go ahead and read exclusive scoop.
I know the way I write is really ugly and unstable, I’m sorry I couldn’t keep writing for those who genuinely liked the way I write crap. Thank you still for those who kept telling me I have good fanfics.
I love y’all but I love my yotsuyu/tsukuyomi more I hope she kills me the next time I step into her trial as a tank (*quickly levels up drk and war*) but getting tempered or slapped by lakshmi’s divine denial works too.
An Exclusive Scoop is too good at feeding copium to my 2KIM
Perhaps Chaewon would prove to be more Antifragile than you think. Even Fearless enough to show you her Impurities and all of her Good parts to get you on her side instead? 😏
Ok I'll stop 🤐
If you have more free time to write, which idol are you most looking forward to being featured in your fics?
Any new K-pop biases recently?
Thanks for dropping by even life's busy for you 😊
Free time to write… hmm… probably Rei or any fromis member.
Biases… Idk actually, been out of touch of kpop since I started working, probably Kazuha…? 😂
Do you know about chaewon & minju smut on tumblr,
That male oc is school reporter and he put spy cam on tennis girls change room to spy on chaewon, and minju is chaewon step sister, thanks in advance.
I love that fic! It's An Exclusive Scoop by @scherzonatic iirc
When are you posting requests again? I’ve been waiting for mine :crying emoji:
I’m busy writing and doing art commissions somewhere else. I get no money from the requests I get here, so naturally they will be pushed back and the ones that give me money get more priority.
I have like. A lot of oneshots stuck on my “to be posted” folder because I don’t have my flash drive with me, and I do not have a chair in my room in the house I’m staying in right now. So since I can’t post the jiheon and minju oneshots from my flash drive, have fun with this 1 year old Eunbi request I have.
- No beta we die like heroes. Jk
- not a smut but i hope requester enjoys, they didn’t specify what they wanted.
—- what if.
“Are you drunk?”
“I’m not? Jesus, just go away. I don’t need help, I’m…” she took a deep breath, “I’m pretty. I don’t need your pity.”
“I know you are, but sorry, I’m not Jesus.”
“Good for you then. Fuck off.”
Dressed in skimpy shorts and loose black and white gradation sweater, the young woman started walking away looking like a grass being swept away from all the sides. It honestly… looked awful, and is painful to look at. She was no stranger to you, Kwon Eunbi. One of the girls in your class, everyone knew she was a party person, but you never knew she was quite the drunk face at parties. Today was your first too, just a tiny celebration of a classmate that kinda became the whole place’s celebration.
You silently followed behind her, watching every step she made, and you knew so damn well that her beige sandals is giving out soon.
Kwon Eunbi. An achiever, her name is always on the lists, just like yours. The star of the whole ass program you were taking in the university. You’ve only been in a couple of groupworks with her before, plenty of times you wanted to exchange numbers with her, plenty of times the coward in you took over as well. Now at your final year, you were never able to get her number. At all.
Who are you anyway? Just another student who works hard to get his name on the honors list to maintain his place in the honors program. Your worlds are far too different from each other. You knew that you and your usual polka dot shirt under your green Adidas jacket and torn brown pants would never fit in with her Chanel and Louis Vuitton.
And it finally gave in. The left beige heel broke and separated from her heel, causing her to fall down on the pavement, under the streetlamp, alone. You ran towards her, dropping your sling bag beside her as she lays down and grabs it to make it her pillow. When you tried to sit her up, she ended up puking on your chest.
You laugh as you remembered that very moment. The first moment you had with her was something unforgettable. That was when the two of you started getting along.
Night time, with the street lights and the shop boards illuminating the streets, you watched her walk past you from the other side of the coffee shop’s window you were waiting in. Kwon Eunbi in her office outfit, a cream-colored silk blouse tucked on a pair of high waist black slacks, her black coat hung on her left arm, carrying her usual cup of double shot topped with rock salt espresso coffee. The way the lanyard of her id bounced against her chest brought you more memories back.
Facing her, you began to reminisce.
Saving her from being shit-faced on the darkest of the night, the stranger relationship you then had with her quickly turned into a blossoming friendship… with benefits.
“Jesus, don’t you know how to fucking move? And holy shit, can you stop playing that song? It turns me off, see my nipples? Look, they’re suddenly down because of that song.” You quickly put on your glasses and reached for your phone placed on the table beside the bed. You closed the app that played the annoying music, according to Eunbi. It was a random public playlist you saw while scrolling through the music app, not knowing you’ll piss off your best friend with it.
“I finally understand why you are single.” Eunbi said as she sat up and rested her back against the headboard. Her breasts were in their full glory, she wasn’t even trying to cover them with the thick blanket covering her lower half.
“Now you do.” You sighed, leaning beside her as you scrolled down the news site you always read on.
“What’s that? A new social— Seriously? How old are you?!” She immediately grabbed your phone and scrolled faster than you through the webpage. “Don’t you have any socials? Or friends?” She exclaimed.
“Eunbi, we’re almost the same age. I’m only three days older. Thought I already told you that.” You explained, trying to look calm amidst the look she was giving you.
“And no, I don’t.” She sighed at the last response.
“You should make one.” Eunbi was already in the app store, downloading different social media apps— facebook, twitter, instagram, whatever there is.
“Yoon Jonghyuk. There. Oh, it’s asking for a profile picture.” The phone was suddenly on its front camera, while facing you, Eunbi pecked your left cheek as she pressed the white button.
On your profile photo across all your accounts, it was you and Eunbi after your failed attempt of trying to lose your virginity.
You stretched on your seat, waiting for your client’s fiancée to arrive. You closed your eyes as you listened to your client’s stories about him and his girl, about where they first met and how they got along. You actually don’t give a fuck, but you thought you should let him be.
Little by little, you remembered your first date with her when the two of you finally admitted your feelings to each other. She was your first love, and so was she towards you.
“It might sound silly that you’re my first love even though I’ve already slept with like six guys, but… believe me. Those are just casuals, no feelings attached. You’re the only one I feel comfortable and at home with.” You didn’t really care about how many guys she already did it with. You just like her so much.
“Eunbi. I don’t care. I just want to be with you.” Those words were really… a cringefest of a memory. But it was those words that made you see the smile on her face after her worries.
And it was that. Your first kiss was finally taken by none other than Kwon Eunbi herself.
You opened your eyes and saw her, running towards your table, holding a cup of coffee from another store— definitely brings back memories back when your favorite coffee shops were different.
You bite your lip as another memory comes back to you. It was outside the shared house you live in. The two of you stood on the porch, there was a confused look on your face as you looked at hers, eyes swollen from crying for hours, cheeks red, and her nose runny. It was the look you never wanted to see her in.
She refused to believe you, she was supposed to know that you’ll never be capable of cheating on her because you love her so much that you even went against your parents just to live in a shared house with her.
“Jonghyuk, I can’t believe you could do this.” Is there not enough butterflies to make her feel the same as before? Is there not enough to make her believe you like she used to? You grabbed her hand but she swatted yours.
“Eunbi please.” You tried to hug her but she slapped you the moment she got close.
“Just stop. Stop hurting me. It already hurts so much. Don’t ruin everything further.”
Your hands shook as you took steps back, away from where she stood.
“I want to remember you the way I fell in love with you. Don’t come closer.”
Eunbi then walked towards you and kissed you, she turned and left afterwards. That was the end of your first love.
…
“Jonghyuk, it’s been a while.” She said, placing the cup of coffee on the round table. Eunbi sat at the stool beside your client. You didn’t want to lie to yourself but you felt a little jealous when you saw her kiss, and fix your client’s neck tie.
“Yeah, it is.” You gave her a smile.
“You two know each other? Eunbi you never told me you’re friends with bigshots in the jewelry industry.”
“Not really friends. We were classmates back in the University. You know, the honor’s program.”
“Anyway, Sir. Yoon, can we see the rings and the other accessories?” The man excitedly asked, you shook your head.
“Do you mind if we wait for someone? I accidentally brought the wrong package from my office. If it isn’t much trouble.” You smiled apologetically.
“Is that so? We’re fine waiting, right Eunbi?”
“A-Ah, yeah.”
You can’t help but feel envious as you watch them talk about their upcoming wedding. You kept on thinking, what if that rumor didn’t go around back then, would you still be together right now? Would you be the one holding her hands in front of a jewelry maker right now? You can’t help but drown in so many thoughts as you looked at how happy they were at each other’s company.
You felt a light tap on your shoulder, a woman wearing a white sleeveless ruffled blouse and a black pencil skirt tapped your shoulder. It was who you’ve been waiting for.
“Sakura. Do you have it with you?” Miyawaki Sakura, a girl you met shortly after your graduation from the university, and before you went to a school of metal arts in Japan. You met her on one of your flights back then.
“Yes, here it is.” She was handing the bag towards you until she pulled it back, you then look at her in confusion. “You’re just taking it? Aren’t you going to tell me something? Hmm…?” Sakura playfully looks at you, despite trying to look serious, you could see the corner of her lips curving.
“Thank you for bringing it to me, Sakura.” You stood up and took the paper bag then placed it on the table. You put your hand around her and planted a kiss on top of her head. Yes, she’s your current girlfriend.
“I just wanted to hear a thank you and you gave me more than I expected.” She muttered as she elbowed your side. You laugh at her movements as you let her sit on the stool beside yours.
“Sakura, can you tend to them first? I have to take a call.” As soon as you saw her nod, you immediately went outside the shop. To a place farther than the area they’re in.
It was an unknown caller. The moment you answered, the caller ended the call.
“Jonghyuk. Hi.” It was Eunbi.
“What is it?” You don’t want her to realize that you still have the tiniest bit of feelings towards her, after all, first loves never die.
“Say, why didn’t you run after me the night we broke up?” She leaned towards the bricked wall of the shop, her eyes fixated on yours.
“Because I don’t want you to hate me more. Even though I love you so much, I held everything in and just… watched until you disappeared in the distance.” You explained, “But don’t worry. I no longer have—”
You didn’t know how it happened, but all of a sudden she was there, burying her face on your chest.
“Good for you. Was it hard to move on?”
“Yes. It took me years.”
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have believed in those rumors.”
You shook your head. “It’s fine. It’s not your fault.” You patted her head as her grasps became tighter. There was silence until you decided to ask her about all of this.
“Eunbi. Why are you doing this?” You asked.
“I just wanted to say farewell to my first love. Does it bother you?” You shook her head on her muffled voice.
“We could’ve been together if only I didn’t believe those rumors.” You had nothing to tell her, you were scared of what might happen if she realizes that you still have a little bit of affection towards what you could’ve had.
“How was that girl? Is she nice? Does she make you happy?”
“Yes, she’s nice. We play games on our offs, we go on dates if we feel like it. She designs good jewelry. She’s really cute.” You explained, your hand caressing the back of her head as she refused to let go.
“Do you love her?”
“I do.”
“More than me?” You sighed. You grabbed her shoulders and pulled her away.
“Eunbi. You’re engaged. And I’m currently planning my wedding with Sakura.” The moment you looked into her eyes, you saw how teary-eyes she was.
“Eunbi…?” Seeing her eyes makes you want to drop all the act and admit to still having little feelings towards her. “Eunbi, please don’t do this to me.” You lowered your head, you chose to avoid looking into her eyes.
“I love Sakura. I really do.”
She sighed.
“I see. You’ve really grown the past few years we weren’t together. If only we were this strong back then, those rumors wouldn’t be able to destroy what we used to have.” She laughed.
You raised your head and saw her smile— like the smile she had when you told her you loved her.
…
They loved the accessories, and it even earned you the invitation to their wedding.
“Isn’t that Eunbi… your ex from the university?” Sakura asked, you knew it’ll be a long conversation so you decided to park your car in the nearby space.
“Yes she is. Is there anything wrong?”
“When you saw her enter the coffee shop, did you wish that she was still free?”
“Of course not. Why would I look at other girls when I already have the best one there is.”
“I don’t believe you, I saw the sparks in your eyes whenever you looked at her.” You sighed heavily.
“Sakura. I wouldn’t even date you if I was still hung up on her until now.” You reached for something behind her seat.
“What’s that, are you going to kill— what?” You laughed at the surprised look on her face as you handed her a paper bag.
“It’s the portable console you’ve been fussing around on twitter the past few days now. You said you couldn’t buy one until next month because you were saving for another console, right?”
“Jonghyuk, you’re really the best. I’m so sorry for doubting you.”
You were glad you didn’t listen to the tiny bit of feelings left in your heart. But a part of you still thinks, what if you ran away with her back when she met you earlier? Would you feel as happy as you were with Sakura?
