sypnosis: jungwon adores flowers yet in a field of dandelions, he'd much rather stare at the prettiest rose he's ever seen.
content/genre: inspired by ruth b's dandelions, mutual pining? (it's not explicitly mentioned if they're dating or not), pure fluff
warning/s: none
wc: 0.8k
JUNGWON SAT AGAINST THE TRUNK OF THE TREE, rays of sunlight from the gaps in the leaves of the willow tree weaving into his hair, creating a shine which resembled one of a halo. He caressed the field beneath him. It was damp from the dew drops that formed on the blades of grass yet he didn’t mind sitting on it. To his right was a pretty little dandelion, the yellow of it’s petals a stark contrast to the black material of his jeans. He plucked it from the ground and brought it closer to him. An observant look crossed his face.
The boy had an affinity for flowers. Always so delicate and beautiful, each one with it’s own unique meaning. Jungwon wondered if the gods have created anything more lovely than nature when a sound akin to a chorus of angels rang throughout the field.
Looks like he has his answer.
A small smile graced the boy’s lips, cheeks reddening as he looked up from the flower he held in his palm. There, a few feet away was the prettiest flower Jungwon had ever seen. His eyes landed on Y/N, clutching their stomach as they laughed at a failed cartwheel attempt from Jay. His heart felt like a thousand butterflies, trapped in a cage and wanting to escape the longer he stared at them.
Not that he was complaining at all.
Y/N looked like a renaissance painting. They were— are ethereal, Jungwon thought. The dandelions scattered around the field made them look like something you’d only find in Greek Mythology.
Jungwon wanted to press pause on life. He’s not one to waste time on trivial things but god, he’d gladly throw away every passing minute of his life just to sit under the shade, simply listening to Y/N’s laughter. He’d be willing to spend hours counting every single mole on their body and he'd give anything just to listen to how they got the tiny scar over their left eyebrow even if he’s heard it so many times before.
Y/N threw their head back, glancing over at the boy under the tree. The two made eye contact, golden flecks reflected in their eyes; Jungwon swore he saw forever in them, as cheesy as that was. The laughter died down yet the warm smiles on both of their faces never left.
At that moment, it was only them in the flower field. No words said, but a mutual understanding and a look of adoration was shared between the two. Jay’s blabbering, Sunoo and Riki’s bickering, Jake and Sunghoon’s intense arm wrestling match and Heeseung’s guitar; everything was reduced to background noise. The minute their eyes met, there was no one else but them, together.
Jay noticed the sudden inattentiveness of Y/N. Shooting a look of playful disgust at them, he stood up and made his way over to the bickering duo. As much as he tells the two that he despised their obliviousness and sickly sweet flirting, he can’t help the wide grin on his face as he shakes his head.
It was almost comical, yet poetic how long the two stared at each other, unmoving. Y/N was the first to break eye contact. They started picking dandelions, trying to weave them together. Jungwon noticed how gentle they were with their hands, as if the most fragile object in the world was in the palm of their hands. He wouldn’t be surprised if they were an angel in a human disguise.
Y/N stood up, walking over to the willow tree with their poorly made flower crown. Jungwon raised an eyebrow at this, the corner of his lips curling up into a teasing smile while patting the ground beside him. They rolled their eyes as they sat down.
“It’s not the best, I’ll admit. What’s important is that I tried my best.” They giggled as he placed the circlet atop Jungwon’s messy mop of black hair.
He didn’t say anything in reply, merely taking their hands into his and tracing the ridges on their palm.
Their hands were always so delicate and beautiful.
He softly chuckled, bringing their hand up to his lips and leaving a fleeting peck on the tips of their fingers. “I love it. It’s very pretty, Y/N. Maybe it’s a little wonky, but it’s perfect nonetheless. Much like yourself.” He let go of their hand and ruffled their hair, earning him a shove in the shoulder.
“Won!”
“What! It’s the truth!” He tutted, wagging a finger in front of their face while laughing.
Among the billions of people on this earth, they felt as if the entire universe revolved around them and only them. What a pretty picture it was— two souls intertwined under a tree together, their laughter blending in a beautiful harmony, a song written by love.
And under the shade of the willow tree, both Jungwon and Y/N whispered into the wind. A silent prayer to be each other’s red rose in a field of dandelions, a quiet wish to be each other’s eternal love.
this is dedicated to @soobnny, thank you for being one of my inspirations to actually start posting works (special thanks to tlof, i took a little bit of inspiration from it for the jungwon + flower concept). stay safe, healthy and happy, sue! <3
ohmygod i am so sorry for being ia recently and ik i promised mmiti will come out around july but i suddenly got busy with enrollment and preparing for the new school year ://
anyways i'm really sorry for this, i'll have the fic out as soon as possible i swear <33
saur . i might need more time to finish meet me in the infirmary lol something came up and i haven't had the time to write :(( hopefully i'll have it out by early-mid july i swear
when that dance battle started in the first episode, i for real was just ready to accept that that was what they were doing. like yea. dance it out, you little funkies
pairing: son of hermes!ni-ki x daughter of apollo!reader
synopsis: nishimura riki, son of hermes, tricky, charming and painfully attractive. despite being one of the most agile demigods, he somehow always ends up in the infirmary. though, he's probably more focused on a specific daughter of apollo than treating his wounds.
alternatively, five times riki and y/n meet in the infirmary.
content/genre: demigod!enhypen, riordanverse au (follows the end of blood of olympus), fluff, slight angst, cameos of demigod!skz and characters from the book
warning/s: swearing, descriptions of war, injuries, wounds and, scars, very self indulgent
wc: 0.2k (TEASER)
estimated release date: end of june (at the latest)
Riki wakes up in a bed three days later, his eyes bleary and his hair an absolute mess. He felt delusional; nothing made sense to him right now. A few feet from his right, he saw two figures— a blonde male and a girl around his age— conversing in hushed tones. Through his delusion (and the ringing in his ears), he caught bits of the conversation which went kind of like:
The blonde gestured towards Riki, “Keep an eye… Busy… Other patients,”
“New kid… No experience,” the girl pointed at herself.
“Good practice… Bedside manners… Can do it.” He put his hands on her shoulder and pushed her towards Riki’s bed.
He honestly wasn't sure. Riki’s brain felt like mush, the bits of conversation barely registering in his head. He didn’t even notice how and when the girl sat on the edge of his bed, nursing a small plate. He observed her, noting how her hair framed her face perfectly, how a pretty albeit shy and lopsided smile pulled at her lips and how her eyes glittered like the sun’s reflection on the waves of the ocean.
The son of Hermes was gaping at the pretty girl like a fish out of water, eyes almost falling out of their sockets by how hard he stared. It could be because of his current state of mind or the bright lights which caused an ethereal halo around the girl but Riki thought he died and went to heaven. So of course, who could blame him when he blurts out the first thing that popped into his mind,
“I didn’t know biblically accurate angels were supposed to be so pretty.”
pairing: son of hermes!ni-ki x daughter of apollo!reader
synopsis: nishimura riki, son of hermes, tricky, charming and painfully attractive. despite being one of the most agile demigods, he somehow always ends up in the infirmary. though, he's probably more focused on a specific daughter of apollo than treating his wounds.
alternatively, five times riki and y/n meet in the infirmary.
content/genre: demigod!enhypen, riordanverse au (follows the end of blood of olympus), fluff, slight angst, cameos of demigod!skz and characters from the book
warning/s: swearing, descriptions of war, injuries, wounds and, scars, very self indulgent
wc: 0.2k (TEASER)
estimated release date: early-mid july (at the latest)
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Riki wakes up in a bed three days later, his eyes bleary and his hair an absolute mess. He felt delusional; nothing made sense to him right now. A few feet from his right, he saw two figures— a blonde male and a girl around his age— conversing in hushed tones. Through his delusion (and the ringing in his ears), he caught bits of the conversation which went kind of like:
The blonde gestured towards Riki, “Keep an eye… Busy… Other patients,”
“New kid… No experience,” the girl pointed at herself.
“Good practice… Bedside manners… Can do it.” He put his hands on her shoulder and pushed her towards Riki’s bed.
He honestly wasn't sure. Riki’s brain felt like mush, the bits of conversation barely registering in his head. He didn’t even notice how and when the girl sat on the edge of his bed, nursing a small plate. He observed her, noting how her hair framed her face perfectly, how a pretty albeit shy and lopsided smile pulled at her lips and how her eyes glittered like the sun’s reflection on the waves of the ocean.
The son of Hermes was gaping at the pretty girl like a fish out of water, eyes almost falling out of their sockets by how hard he stared. It could be because of his current state of mind or the bright lights which caused an ethereal halo around the girl but Riki thought he died and went to heaven. So of course, who could blame him when he blurts out the first thing that popped into his mind,
“I didn’t know biblically accurate angels were supposed to be so pretty.”
as a bisexual person, i'm used to being given the shit end of the stick by the universe and feeling like everyone hates me. so this pride month i've decided to partner with nico di angelo
don't get me wrong i love journalism and i have a lot of fun being the copyeditor for my school's newspaper but sometimes i just wanna bang my head against a fucking wall and go kms!!!!!
school's officially out and we don't have classes anymore, just a few preparations for our moving up ceremony on the 28th (but that doesn't rly concern me since it'll be held online + the faculty will handle everything) which is also coincidentally the date we decided we'll release the newspaper.
i have been editing articles for the past two weeks. it is summer. i should not be doing anything aside for sleeping.
and ik i shouldn't be complaining bc i brought this unto myself and i enjoy editing articles but like
some of these articles have so much errors in them to the point i have to rewrite the entire thing myself and it's so annoying bc i feel bad for having to change so much about the hardwork of the other members. i generally have to trouble with my batchmates' work but like .. the members from the lower grades have so much corrections which shouldn't even be bc the articles have to pass through the section heads before they go to me.
but anw it's what i get for being in the editorial board and i wouldn't have it any other way. i just wanted to complain a little
just wanted to say that i miss you and i hope you’re doing well <33 i’ll be expecting those google drives 🫣
hi anon !! hope you're doing well <33 i'm sorry i've been so inactive recently but on the bright side i just finished my final article for the year thank GOD all i have to do left is proofread and edit our school newspaper and i'll be officially done with the school year 😭😭😭 (idk unless our editor in chief gives me more shit to do dawg i sometimes hate being part of the editorial board...)
BUT YES ANYWAYS i'll be working on my pending fics as soon as i'm done i swear pls trust me on this i have like 3 oneshots and 1 idea for a smau
i've been so inactive lately. i've been busy campaigning during ph election period (which i then proceeded to cry for a week when partial unofficial results came out) then my final research defense, then after that i've got a few articles for journalism to pass and i'm currently having my final exams and setting up for my junior high moving up so things have been pretty hectic these past 3 or so months.
i have a few fics rotting in my google docs rn and i'd hopefully have time to finish them as soon as exams are over. i also have a BANGER smau idea so watch out for that i guess #yass
anw that's just a little update w what's going on in my life. hope everyone of you is doing great and staying healthy n safe <3
