so i was notified this morning that this blog is a year old :D this sideblog was made primarily for minewt and my fics, but recently i haven’t been too active (tho i am in my primary blog), so to commemorate this blog’s birthday, do forgive my self-supportive post as i will be reccing my own sappy stuff from the archives of this lameass blog (and ao3) lmao
then and now (also on ao3)
"WE DON'T FIGHT. WE HUG IT OUT."
A Minewt story expressed in notes.
Through the weeks and months that passed by, people had already forgotten why these two kids were always fighting. All they could remember was that they were always together.
One sunny afternoon, a threatening note made by someone with so much free time was slipped through the gap under the door of a cubicle in a public restroom where Newt was taking a quick shit.
Through accompanying his friend in his romantic conquest, Newt somehow found his. Or he found Newt.
In which Newt "performs" Minho's birthday present on the bed.
A bottle of wine, a view from a cliff, and a pair of husbands.
Newt gets held up in his own car.
They both live on the sixth floor, separated only by one wall, the locks on their doors, and varying schedules. They never meet. Except this evening. On adjacent balconies.
officially yours (also on ao3)
He has always been his. He, too, has always belonged to him. He just wanted to make things official.
to everyone that has commented and expressed their support in my writing, THANK YOU very much. i haven’t been too vocal on my ao3, but your words have been the inspiration for me to keep on writing for minewt. thank you so much for encouraging me to contribute to this fandom :) much love xoxo
