that spring and nightingale au 👁👁👁👁 I AM LOOKING!!!! i would love to see it posted on ao3 at some point the concept just makes me so!!
same!!! i love them so much actually like it’s so!!!! they are so!!!!! but, i actually think i might wait to post in ao3 until it’s like…. an actual fic, you know? cause rn it’s only like 1.5k and i have so many more thoughts pertaining to it…. i want to write them being domestic more….. making breakfast in the morning…… waking up to the sunrise….. what do they do in the off seasons?? i don’t know but i could write about it <3
Alexander is a lonely author who just started college, where he meets his new friends, Aaron Burr, John Laurens, Lafayette and Hercules Mulligan. He never really had friends before, so he was having the best days of his life.
One day, he was writing in the garden, like usual. That was where he saw Eliza, a beautiful girl who takes some flowers to her flower shop regularly. Unfortunately, Alexander was too much of a chicken to talk to her. But, will they meet again?
After failing to take care of their plants for years and years, Character B finally decides to bite the bullet and take a Plant Care class at their local Horticulture Center. Their teacher, Character A, tries to help them in any way they can but notices that everything around Character B seems a bit dark, almost like what few shadows lurked in the greenhouse were drawn to them - every plant Character B passed by would almost shiver.
Hi do you have any good ideas for spring time au's? Please and thank you!
“I’ve never been a huge fan of springtime, not because of its foreboding nature or the slowly rising heat, but because of the bane of my existence: rag weed. If I have to experience the embarrassment of sneezing on that really cute person in the coffee shop I may just throw myself into my bed of used tissues and beg for death from the merciless god of allergies” AU
“I’ve taken you to the perfect little hollow where the cherry blossoms have bloomed immensely and have created almost a fairy tale setting, and you’ve just asked me whether or not I’ve brought protection?!” AU
“One of your greatest dreams has been to go to the beach, but since you were originally from further inland, you have never been able to visit. I understand that you’d like to go, but beaches this far north don’t open for another four months, no matter how many times you say ‘please’ and flirt with the secretary at the town hall.” AU
“It’s been raining for quite a long time, for what seems like weeks, but since I’m not quite as used to the rainy season as my partner, I tend to not be able to sleep while they barely move a muscle in their own little world of sweet ignorant bliss. If I don’t get to sleep, there’s no WAY they can” AU
“I found a very spring-y hat in this one store a few weeks ago and bought it - rest assured, I’ve worn it almost everywhere I go, so it should come as no surprise that I’ve worn it back into the store to get another one of a slightly different pattern, so kindly unhand me before you call the police to have me arrested for shop lifting” AU
“I’m one of those people who can be perfectly content with living almost exclusively indoors and accepting the fact that the closest I will ever get to seeing the top of a mountain will be in a nature documentary solely dedicated to ‘Mountains,’ so if you please, do nOT bring your dirt-covered gloves and boots into my home asking whether or not I would like to help you pick some weeds. Do I look like someone who likes to pick at things???” AU
“You’re ‘Springtime Spontaneous Soiree’ has turned into a ‘Scandalously Strategic Spud-Down,’ which is another name for one of the largest and most well-planned St. Patrick’s Day bashes that I’ve seen in a while, so while I will need to arrest you for being one of the most rowdy people I’ve ever met, I’d still like to say kudos” AU
“As a botanist, you could say that I have a slight obsession with magnificent-looking plants; I know you wanted to go to the movie theater for our first date, but I can assure you that one of the most breathtaking sights you’ll ever see is my home in bloom” AU
hello!!!!!! in spring au does jinki become as close to jongtae as they are to each other or do they keep it kinda casual
yes hello uwu
mm well he kinda already is tbh when theyre not play flirtin nd bein all giggly they just kinda chill around nd talk like regular
jinki c o u l d move in with them like literally whenever nd it would be cool but he likes livin on his own in the city nd it would ruin the fun of their whole lil thing for him to be around all the time
25 Day Spring Challenge: Day 25: Art Festivals (aka jinkis the cute face painter)
“That’s good, keep smiling pretty, pretty.”
Jonghyun smiles even prettier than before, if possible, and tries not to be so flattered that he giggles. He wouldn’t want to mess up Jinki’s work on his cheek. It doesn’t help that Jinki is unnecessarily holding his chin to keep his face steady as he paints a pink hibiscus onto his skin.
He still can’t believe their luck. Taemin’s fingers play with his as he smiles sweet little smiles at Jinki and compliments his work. There the pair of them were, wandering aimlessly through the art festival downtown, browsing the booths of tie dye, stained glass, and watercolor art, avoiding the little kid areas, and shrugging at each other and deciding to leave early, when Taemin caught sight of a true work of art and stopped so suddenly that Jonghyun walked right into him.
His cousin had needed an extra volunteer for his facepainting booth, Jinki had told them, and they just so happened to show up right in time to be the last customers of his shift. And Jonghyun was only thinking that their trip downtown wasn’t a complete waste of time because at least they got sno cones.
“You're really skilled with your hands,” Taemin tells Jinki, leaving just a hint of inflection in his voice to show that he absolutely means that in a less than innocent way. Jonghyun smirks and opens his mouth to agree with Taemin and tell Jinki that he definitely knows what to do with his fingers, but before he can get the words out, Jinki tsks.
“I said smile pretty, not smile sexy,” he chides. “You messed up my angle.” Taemin snickers and Jonghyun almost pouts before he remembers that that would only mess Jinki up even more.
“It’s really hard to be flirty and careful at the same time,” he whines, trying to sound as pouty as possible even as he works his face back into his pretty smile. Jinki laughs softly and slips his thumb around to press just lightly against Jonghyun’s bottom lip. That pushes any negative thoughts out of Jonghyun’s mind for sure.
“Just another minute or two,” he says. “Then we can all walk around together and you can do… whatever you want with your sweet mouth.”
“Oh,” Jonghyun says. He knows that they’re in the middle of public at a cute, family-oriented art festival and neither of them have ever given Jinki more then quick pecks, but still. He’s never ready for when Jinki says sex things like that.
“There’s supposed to be some shitty cover band covering some less shitty songs in half an hour a few streets over,” Taemin says. He wiggles the little pamphlet he picked up earlier with a questioning look between the pair of them.
“Sounds great,” Jonghyun says quickly, before he can think too much on the things he wants to do to Jinki with his sweet mouth. Jinki grins like he knows that Jonghyun is imagining them anyway and dabs more pink paint onto his brush.
25 Day Spring Challenge: Day 24: Puddle Splashing (aka they are mature nd serious adults)
It occurs to Taemin, as they bounce around giggling in what’s probably the twentieth puddle on the path through the park, that they sky has been clouding up again overhead while they’ve been staring at the ground.
“Hey, you brought the umbrella, right?” he asks, nudging Jonghyun’s attention away from their puddle. Jonghyun looks up, confused for a split second before nodding.
“Yeah, I have it,” he says. He swings his bag around to show Taemin the little puppy tail handle sticking out of the end. Taemin breathes out a soft laugh of relief.
“Oh, good,” he grins. He didn’t want a repeat of last time, where they were over a mile away from home with no umbrella and it started pouring on them. It’ll probably start raining soon, with the way the sky looks right now, but at least they’re prepared this time. They probably could have avoided it entirely if they hadn’t wasted so much time making detours to every puddle they saw, but that would have just... defeated their whole purpose that day. They gotta take risks if they wanna have some puddle-splashing fun. It comes with the territory. Comes with living on the edge like they they do. And that’s not even the trickiest part. Taemin’s left sock is kind of wet from that big puddle by the willow tree--that’s some serious danger, right there.
“I’m hungry,” Jonghyun says suddenly. It startles Taemin out of his thoughts--probably not the worst thing that’s ever happened to him--and makes him look up. Hungry. Yeah, he’s kind of hungry too. All of this puddle splashing has kept them out longer than they usually take for their walks around the park.
“Wanna go get churros?” he asks, pointing at where they can just see the snack shack over a hill. Jonghyun blinks blankly at him.
“They have churros here?” he asks. “No way.”
“Yes way,” Taemin says. “It’s Churro Thursday.” They’ve always had churros here on Thursdays. He doesn’t believe that Jonghyun didn’t know this.
“Bruh,” Jonghyun says. “I want a churro.”
“Bruh,” Taemin parrots. “Let’s go get churros.”
They head off for the snack shack at a giggly, heavily interrupted by puddles jog, and Taemin is kind of out of breath by the time they get to the ordering window because Jonghyun kept tugging on his jacket to get him to go faster. Taemin is not a fast person. Jonghyun orders for him since he’s too busy trying to breathe and giggle at the same time, noting Taemin’s shaking of his elbow as a request for his to be a chocolate-dipped one. He catches his breath just in time for Jonghyun to pull out his wallet.
“I got it,” he says, waving Jonghyun’s hand away. Jonghyun paid for them last time, and the time before that, and the one before that. “Go find the least wet table for us to sit at,” he adds, waving his hand at the picnic tables behind them.
“‘Kay,” Jonghyun says. He pats Taemin’s butt and wanders off, leaving Taemin to lean against the counter and wait for their churros. When he gets them, he scans the area quickly and then heads over to where Jonghyun is sitting at the table closest to the biker path. Jonghyun grins and waves him over eagerly so he can take his churro and drink. “There was a less wet table over there,” he says, gesturing behind them, “but this one has a puddle under it, look.” He grins and taps his feet against the ground under them enough to make little splashes with a giggle. “And we’re right in front of that giant ass puddle in the middle of the path, see--” he points dead ahead at where there is, indeed, a giant ass puddle.
“Bruh,” Taemin says again. He bets that makes the best splash when people ride their bikes through it. If they get to see one of those he won’t even care in the slightest if they get rained on.
