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Camp NaNoWriMo Week 2 Progress

Week 1 of NaNoWriMo went by pretty smoothly, so now it's time to move into week 2! My goal for this next week is to at least finish part 2, or get halfway done with it. I think it's a good goal since my parts are typically ≤10k words, so I'll stick with it!

Project Name: The Shifting Tides (side blog is @the-shifting-tides-wip)

Goal: 30k words

Tagline: Sometimes we must fight for a future we ourselves cannot see.

Genres: Fantasy, LGBT+, Romance, Adventure, Young Adult

Week 2 progress under the cut!

Day 8

Words typed: 1,104

Total words: 8,586

Times updated: 1

I know it seems like I wrote a lot of words, but it took me about 3 hours to write. I was feeling a little bit burnt out and tired due to preparing for the holidays this weekend, so I just didn't do very well. Regardless, I still surpassed my word count goal (979), so that's a plus!

Day 9

Words typed: 1,152

Total words: 9,738

Times updated: 1

Next update I'll (hopefully) be ⅓ of the way completed with Camp NaNo! I can't believe I've made it this far, as I honestly expected myself to completely give up by now.

Either way, our main cast has finally met each other. They aren't on very good terms yet, on account of the fact Saran and co. are being held prisoner by the pirates, but next chapter I expect Saran to warm up to one of the pirates!

Day 10

Words typed: 1,010

Total words: 10,748

Times updated: 1

I finally reached it! I have 10,000+ words out of 30,000, so I'm a third of the way to my goal! This is the part where Saran meets one of the other pirates, who he'll eventually become friends with in the future. She's an important character, one I'll be introducing us to in a post that'll be coming in a few days...

Day 11

Words typed: 1,819

Total words: 12,567

Times updated: 2

I wrote half of these words in the morning, and then the last half after dinner. I feel like it went well, but honestly this was the worst day. I just returned to college after a break, so I was really burnt out.

Day 12

Words typed: 472

Total words: 13,039

Times updated: 1

I know, I know. I didn't update as much as I should have. But honestly, it was a really long day at college. We had a big campus-wide event going on so I didn't even get back to my dorm until way later in the evening (about 10:30). So I was TIRED. But I'm still on track! I have to be at 13k words by tomorrow, which I will be!

Day 13

Words typed: 1,261

Total words: 14,417

Times updated: 1

I definitely write a lot more than I did yesterday, which I feel good about! Tomorrow is Friday, which means I'll have a lot more time to work. I wasn't having a lot of fun writing, but I still got it done which is a win in my book.

Day 14

Words typed: 963

Total words: 15,263

Times updated: 2

At with that, we've reached two weeks of continuous updating! Tomorrow I'll be halfway done with Camp NaNo, and I couldn't be more proud of myself! Technically, I reached half of my word count goal today, which is awesome!

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#4350 part 1 - Bus stop

#4350 masterlist ao3

"Did you see your prince charming today ? Did he wake you up from your sleep with a kiss ?" your friend asked with a knowing look.

You growled.

"I hate you so much."

They giggled, delighted.

Or in which reader developped a crush on the stranger she fell asleep on in the bus.

pairing : joshua hong x f!reader - seokkwan and soonhoon blink and you'll miss it

tags : strangers to lovers ; meeting on the bus ; pining from a distance ;

warnings : nothing

part 1 words : 2k

total fic words : 14k

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"Did you see your prince charming today ? Did he wake you up from your sleep with a kiss ?" your friend asked with a knowing look.

You growled.

"I hate you so much."

They giggled, delighted.

Honestly, only you could manage to develop a crush on the stranger you fell asleep on in the bus.

Deep sigh.

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Few days earlier.

You pouted.

You were so tired, your day had been so long and, may you say, kind of shitty. You had just argued with your partner for your project due tomorrow which was halfway done (he was supposed to do the other part) and your mom called telling you the family dog was sick.

You shook your head. Last night, you went to bed later then usual, which only made your condition worse. You wish you could say it was because you studied extra hours but you just got caught into your show and finished a season in a night.

Dumb fuck.

You sighed for what seemed to be the millionth time today as the bus #4350 finally arrived.

You jumped in, beeping your card as you entered.

Without even looking where you were sitting, you paired your earbuds to your phone and put your soft playlist on. You weren't planning to doze off, mostly because the drive was only 15 minutes long, but as soon as the first notes of Evermore from Taylor Swift sounded, you passed out.

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You woke up as a hand softly brushed your shoulder.

"Hey, hum..." a voice murmured too close to your ear.

You jumped.

This couldn't be true. You couldn't have fallen asleep on the shoulder of the stranger sitting next to you who happened to be extremely handsome.

"I- I'm so sorry. Oh my god !" you blathered, your face probably red.

"No, no problem ! You actually smelled so nice-" the pretty boy's eyes became as big as a fist as he gasped. "I mean, you didn't bother me ! But you should hurry or you are gonna miss the next stop."

You blinked, lost, but quickly snapped out of it and took a look outside to understand how long you had been taking advantage of pretty boy's shoulder.

You were indeed one stop away from your apartment.

You collected your stuff as fast as you could as the bus' doors were already opening.

You turned around to thank the boy and to apologize once again. He shook his hands, telling you it was really no problem.

You hurried out of the bus before the doors would close and watched it leave.

You stood there for a second, as if under a spell, and it suddenly hit you : how could he know which stop was yours ?

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"Please tell me you asked for his number," your best friend said with a pleading voice.

"Cole ! Have you even listening to a single thing I just told you ? I rushed as fast as I could off the bus not to miss my stop. How in the world would you want me to have asked for his number ?"

You heard them sigh.

"Well, at least he must take this bus everyday, just like you..."

"I wouldn't even know, it's always so full of people."

"Next time you can talk to him and discover what his name is !" they exclaimed enthusiastically.

"Supposing I would see him again, why would I ever try to talk to him after I embarrassed myself like that ?" you scoffed.

"Because he embarassed himself too and he very obviously must have observed you, otherwise he wouldn't have known your stop !"

You sighed.

"You're giving me a headache. How are things with your girlfriend ?" you jumped on the first subject possible.

"That's low y/n ! You know I don't wanna talk about that," they pouted.

"Sorry...should we grab something to eat and relax in front of a movie ?" you suggested to apologize.

"You pay for the food," they retorted immediately.

"Of course," you laughed and hugged them.

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You took the bus again and this time, you inspected it carefully to find your boy.

You saw him, a book in his hands, probably at the same time as he saw you.

You both averted your gaze, a sligth blush on your cheeks.

You walked past him and took a seat behind him on his left, the perfect place to stare at him creepily without him noticing.

Saying you were disappointed you didn't greet each other would be a lie. Not that it mattered that much, obviously, you didn't even expect to ever become his friend.

You put on your earbuds and choose a playlist before rising your eyes to inspect him carefully.

Last time you hadn't had the time to really look at him.

His hair was parted and a messy curly. It was quite long and an ash blond that looked nearly grey.

You noticed that his eyes that you first thought were a dark brown were actually a lighter hazelnut. They were the prettiest when the sun kissed his face and you could see their true colour.

He was wearing a simple white t-shirt under a beige blazer and some pants that were a darker beige.

He was always careful of his posture, probably not even doing it on purpose.

He looked...good. Damn good.

The free seat next to him seemed extremely inviting but you shook the thought out your brain.

You rose the volume on your phone and stopped staring at your bus boy.

He left the bus two stops before yours and you once again exchanged a look when he jumped off, but this time he nodded his head to you and you replied with a smile.

Maybe your heart melted.

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The next afternoon, you had waited all day to see him and maybe simply greet him ? Nothing incredible, you weren't trying to become his friend anyway.

But when you entered the bus, he was nowhere to be seen.

You didn't know why you were disappointed. It was not like you knew his agenda and he was supposed to take this bus every afternoon. He could have decided to take the one before or the one after, to spend more time with his friends or to work at the library. He may have a job and had to stay some extra hours today. Or maybe he didn't take this bus every afternoon like you did.

You didn't even know why all these thoughts were crossing your mind.

You frowned and put on your music to distract yourself.

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You saw him again the next day.

He was sitting next to the window, staring at the landscape outside.

You thought he wouldn't notice your presence but he suddenly turned his head as you were looking for a seat. He smiled and you shook your hand, murmuring a timid "Hi" as you sat a few seats before him. He waved back.

You had your back against the window, enabling you to see both the front and the back of the bus (and casually to steal a look from him from time to time).

This time you noticed he had an habit to stick his tongue out to wet his lips and when he seemed lost in his thoughts. It was adorable.

You found yourself displaying a soft smile. What were you doing exactly ? For all you knew, he could have a significant other.

You sighed.

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Once again your crush wasn't in the bus when you walked in. You pouted. You wanted to actually approach him today.

One stop later, you saw the man himself jump on the bus, immediately looking for something (someone) in the crowd and his face lighting up when he saw you. He lowered his gaze with a cute smile.

A hand pushed him and he stumbled. He turned around, frowning. The boy behind him laughed and said loud enough for you to hear :

"Come on Shua, people are waiting behind us !"

He wasn't alone today ?

Pause.

'Shua' ?

You hummed, with a little smile. You knew his name now. Or at least his nickname.

That was a start right ?

'Shua' rolled his eyes and you giggled.

"Come here !" his friend exclaimed, grabbing his hand and sitting just in front of you.

You took a glance at Shua's friend and noticed how, him too, was perfectly handsome. He had long dark hair and his face was... angel like.

They began to talk and you noted that they seemed extremely close. They constantly nudged each other playfully, laughing at everything the other said.

It warmed your heart. You had to admit they were cute together.

You noticed your boy had a habit of putting his hand in front if his mouth when he giggled softly.

Sometimes your boy would cry a "Jeonghan !" desperately when the other boy was messing with him but all this 'Jeonghan' would ever call your bus boy was 'Shua'.

You exchanged a look with both of them once or twice, smiling kindly before gazing away.

Way to be subtle y/n...

As you were approaching Shua's habitual stop, you saw them grow excited again, your boy doing anything possible to shut Jeonghan's mouth as the other one had a mischievous smile.

You heard him murmur : "Jeonghan no ! I'm not doing it !" as his friend was laughing out loud and staring your way.

"Fine..." his devilish friend started and he grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled something on it. "Then I'm doing it !"

Shua's eyes grew bigger and he tried by all mean to take the paper but Jeonghan was seemingly holding onto it for dear life.

"Han ! We are not doing that !"

"We aren't, I am !"

You fake caughed to hide the laugh that escaped your lips. This Jeonghan really seemed like a pain in the ass. You liked him.

The bus eventually opened the doors in front of their stop and Shua tried one last desperate move to extract the paper from his friend's hands, which worked but the paper flew away, right next to your feet.

You being a sneaky snake, you hid it under your shoe as the boys were looking for it.

Before they could run outside, the doors closed and the bus departed.

"We missed the stop !" Shua complained, turning around to poke his friend. "You're such a pain in the ass Yoon Jeonghan !"

"If you weren't a wimp, we wouldn't have missed it Hong Jisoo !" Jeonghan retorted, poking him in return.

'Hong Jisoo', huh ? You wondered why the 'Shua' then.

You remembered the little piece of paper under your shoe and kneeled to grab it.

As the two of them were still arguing, you approached their seat and cleared your throat.

"Hi !" you greeted with your softest smile. "You were looking for that ?" you asked, handing them the paper.

They both stared at you, clueless, but Jisoo pushed your hand lightly, returning it to you.

"Y-you can keep it..."

You looked at your hand then glanced back at him and you were probably displaying the same dumb awkward smile as him.

You felt like butterflies wings were tickling your skin where he just touched you and like your heart was seconds away from exploding.

The bus stopped and you blinked, putting an end to whatever spell you were under.

Jeonghan chuckled.

"That was intens-"

Before he could finish, Jisoo pushed him to the doors.

"Bye" he just told you and they jumped off.

You exhaled.

That's it, you were whipped.

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"That's so romantic oh my god !"

You sighed.

"How weak must I be for him to simply touch my hand and now all I can think about is him ?"

Saying Cole was delighted was an understatement. They were jumping everywhere and asking for all the details.

"And ? What did the paper say ?"

"I don't know. I didn't open it, it's not mine."

You felt a slap on the back of your head.

"Ow !" you protested.

"Y/n y/l/n ? Are you fucking dumb ? He gave it to you ! Where is it ?"

"He just said that I could keep it, probably because he didn't know what to do with it anyway..." you retorted.

"I can't believe you just said that...Where is it ?"

You looked in your back pocket but didn't find it.

"I... don't know," you answered dumbfounded.

"Don't bullshit me, where did you hide it ?"

Your friend jumped on their feet to look for it and search all your pockets uselessly.

"I must have lost it," you said rising your shoulders.

"There could have been his phone number on it ! He wanted you to text him !" they exclaimed, borderline screaming.

"Well, I don't know where I put it. And I really don't think it was his phone number to be honest."

Your friend was emptying your school bag and they turned around.

"Y/n, you do understand that this boy is as much, if not more, into you as you are into him, right ?" they seriously told you.

"I am not sure about that and you can't be either because you have never seen him !"

Cole groaned but didn't say anything because they knew this was where the discussion was ending.

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Later that night, as you were opening your book to study, you saw a piece of paper fall from it.

You smiled, recognising it.

You opened it curiously, excited to see if what Cole said could be true.

You read the few lines written on it and opened your mouth, scoffing.

Well, in your defense, you were right, it wasn't Jisoo's phone number.