#i hope you’re all as hyped for this as i am 💗

[wayward-sherlock]

homesick ask game !!

in honor of homesick coming out sometime in the near future (and also bc im SO excited) here’s a small ask game for it <3

🌨️ what is homesick about?

💫 out of context snippet!

🌌 what inspired this fic?

☕️ when or where is it set?

🫂 what are [insert number] emojis that describe homesick? (hint: look at these ones!)

🚬 who can we expect to see in this fic?

🍂 what’s a lyric that sums up the fic?

🌲 an ask of your choice!

BONUS:

🎵 pick a number 1-60 and i’ll tell you what song in the playlist that is!

[tea-with-evan-and-me]

i don’t know why i feel like expressing my opinion on i guess old drama but these so called “fans” on that subreddit are so out of touch. i genuinely don’t waste my time on there reading about what they say about i guess evan and every aspect of him cause some of it is so far fetched or just well where do they come up with some of this. but recently i have and i just want to rant about it here cause i am just so saddened as to one where this fandom has now come to.

also to the fact i have been a fan of evan for the past 6 now heading 7 years and from how the fandom used to be to now is just such a disappointment. and most of it being towards evan’s recent gfs (fran and now nat). i thought i will just also like to say and own up to that i used to i guess spread hate (unaware hate ) on fran but it was only because i have just found out months back that most of the stuff most of the people where saying and spreading about her were in fact untrue.

this was due to the fact i wasn’t really paying much attention to evan and he’s life back in 2020 and then come back and first hearing about everything. which makes me sad about how she was getting treated too, but anyways i just mainly came here to saying that these “fans” have honestly ruined this fandom for everyone and i wouldn’t call them fans. the way they publicly shame and hate on he’s currently gfs is just so disrespectful to he’s gfs and also to evan himself like if you true caring about evan you wouldn’t be hate on he’s current s/o you would be happy for him. like don’t get me started when they say i want to see him happy and then when he is they just tear he’s s/o to shreds.

and the way that now most of the popular evan fandom accounts on social media have now started dropping the face of the earth is truly sad (btw tweam pls don’t leave cause ily🥺) . i just wanted to say all this cause i am so mad and sad how what has come to. i also just lastly just wanted to also just point out that i found interesting is that the way some of these people compare fran to nat or emma with nat is so disgusting too (like as in appearance) cause the way the start hyping up emma or fran also emma givin how she treated evan when she was with him , cause they for some reason think they are more suit to be he’s gf based on who they find hotter in their eyes is insane to me cause if evan was to date fran again today or tmr for example they would still hate on her too like smh

i totally understand anon - it’s disappointing to see how with the fandom quiet due to evan not actively promoting/working, the worst group of “fans” seem to become so loud. but you’re right, they’re not legitimate fans. they are just way too involved with spreading negativity for no reason outside of their own parasocial feelings. so i understand why the normal folks kind of stepped back, and i hope will return to activity when evan has his next project out. and i promise i’m not going anywhere 🙏🏼💗

[instructionsnotincluded]

urgh i’m sure you’re sick of hearing about it but i have no friends who watch obx and idk where else to channel my feelings 😭 I AM SO UPSET. I genuinely can’t believe they’ve done this, i was lulled into a false sense of security by the announcement for season 5 because i thought surely Rudy would hang on for one final season. I was so convinced rafe would die after his goodbye to sophia that i was distracted from the real danger (sidebar i hated that they build up that relationship just to end it in one sentence over a phone call, i really had hope after rafe telling her it was okay).

I wish they’d brought it to a close this season so badly and just given them a happy ending. The worst part is i was genuinely enjoying part 2 for the most part even with the crazy plot lines. I was hopeful we’d get some real resolution following JJs crash out with him facing up to his issues and talking it out, particularly with Kiara.

The lack of Jiara was genuinely so jarring and obvious i assumed it was intentional and would come to some sort of head wherein JJ would acknowledge how distant he had been and there would be some kind of emotional breakthrough/makeup for the couple but NO. like they really gave us nothing like the handshake when they parted ways had me screaming WHAT WAS THAT.

the death was so so badly done like obviously we would never be happy with JJs death but there were so many better ways around it, having him actively die protecting the pogues not just randomly being stabbed while standing around, having him actually get to say goodbye to them?! POPE NEVER GETTING TO SAY I LOVE YOU BACK?? and like why was he buried in the sand in fucking morocco that literally broke my heart like alone and to be forgotten and never visited in the fucking desert?? Im so angry i’ve been so excited for this season for the longest time and had so much hope based off part 1, i really felt like they’d been listening to the fans and giving us what we wanted in terms of season 1 vibes and i was so hyped to rewatch it all once i finished yesterday, but now the entire thing feels so tainted??

he suffered so much for absolutely nothing and no reason whatsoever. i feel i can’t even rewatch the parts of pt2 that i enjoyed again because they’re so tainted by the jarring energy between rudy and maddison now that i know it’s not part of the plot. it’s so glaringly obvious that none of this was planned, even if there’s some truth in them initially wanting JJ killed off there’s no way they would’ve followed through with it after seeing how much of a fan favourite he became. like they really gave bro an entire arc of suffering with no resolution other than him saving sarah then just killed him??

i feel so upset today idek what to do with myself, i can no longer enjoy any of my jj content without feeling so heartbroken. at least if they’d just had him leave or given him some form of resolution before his death the whole series wouldn’t feel so tainted… sorry for this insanely long ramble i just needed to offload this somewhere. thank god for people like you working harder than these god damn writers to produce actual good plots 😭💗

Never be sorry! We're all upset! I haven't seen any post or response defending the season, like I do really think everyone hated the ending and hated the way it went down. I've seen a lot about just wishing it had gone down different, not that he didn't die, but that it was for an actual reason. Which is a complaint I have about a lot of actual books. I'm not upset someone died, I'm just upset that it always feels pointless and makes the story feel like it should never have happened.

I was also lulled into the false sense of security with season five. I thought for sure it was because Rudy wanted to leave and they decided to give it a proper ending and not doing anything drastic with his character. Oh how I was wrong. My hope is that Rafe and Sofia are able to work through things in season five, and that they can get to a better place, because I do think they really love each other, and I do think they still do. But I guess we'll see if they force Kiara and Rafe together or not...

You can very much tell that there is a lot of tension between JJ and Kiara because there's a lot of tension between the actors. It was not hidden well at all, they barely interact with one another and if you haven't watched Season three or the first part of season four, you would never know they were supposed to be in love. If anything, it looked like they hated each other.

JJ's entire death scene and the scenes following were just piss poor. Everything about it was bad, and I think it's because everyone knew that this was going to be bad. Everyone knew this would end the show. They're literally watching and filming the end of this series and these stories and they couldn't do anything to make it better. I think it feels and looks so bad, because they felt the same way we do about it.

I'm upset too, it's been a trash week and it feels like the one thing we were looking forward to made it so much worse. It's ok to be upset, and it's ok to not want to see or read anything to do with the Pogues right now. Totally understandable. I felt the same way right after, like do I want to take a break from Audrey and JJ for a while? But I decided that JJ's still alive as long as we write him, as long as we love him, and I think we all deserve that.

[joelsgoldrush]

dude i literally cannot tell you how hyped i an for epiphany like i am sitting patiently and ready lmao

omg i love you for this 😭 finishing this story has turned into a challenge, though i’m enjoying it SO MUCH.

overall i’m quite satisfied with the path the story/plot took. i managed to give life to the main ideas i had in mind once i began to write it, but many other details just… appeared out of nowhere?

currently writing the last part of it… 19k words so far so i hope you’re willing to read all that anon /j 🥹💗 thank you for the kind message!!!

[marblemoonstones]

we were in screaming color 🩵

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summary: you didn’t want to go back to your hometown, not when your frustrating parents were there. you left that life behind. but who knew that rebuilding your old elementary school would also bring a new romance?

warnings: f reader, curse words, angst, frustrating/toxic parents, car accident (nothing graphic)

word count: ~ 6.7k (longest fic written so far!! 🥳)

a/n: I’m super excited to start this series :) 💗 (song lyrics won’t start until later into the fic bc I had to add background details. most of the lyrics will be used)

song: out of the woods 

album: 1989 (taylor’s version)

trope: small hometown romance

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The year was 1989… 

“Mom, dad, I have something to tell you,” I say, trying not to pace anxiously. 

“Sweetie, is something wrong?” Mom asks, her eyebrows furrowed in worry.

Dad also looks nervous, as I never usually act in this manner. They’re both sitting on our worn cream couch, slightly sagging from overuse.

“Well…you know how I wanted to go pursue my architecture degree in Seoul?” I ask, remembering their horrified reactions to me having a desire to move out of our small hometown of Tonjung. 

“Yes, I remember. And I also remember us not wanting you to leave,” Dad says, his face solemn and sure. 

That’s funny. They both think I’m staying. 

“I know, but I got into the University of Seoul School of Architecture,” I say, hoping that they’ll be at least a little proud. But knowing deep in my heart that they won’t care.

“Good for you honey, but I thought you were going to stay here and run the family business. You’re the only child we have, y/n. You have to carry on the legacy,” Mom says firmly. 

“That’s what you want,” I sigh, already weary of the conversation, “But I want to go and live my dream.” Every time that I bring architecture up they always dismiss it. I don’t know whether or not it’s because they don’t believe in me or because they want me to follow their perfect vision.

“You and your dreams! Don’t you care about your family at all? Our dream is to be grandparents! Why don’t you settle down here and find a nice boy and-“

“Mom, dad, enough!” I hiss, my anger finally boiling over, “I don’t want to fucking live in your dream, I have a dream of my own. And I’ll be damned if I let this opportunity go to waste. I already paid for everything and set it up, so I just wanted to see if you were going to support me. But I guess not.” 

My parents are now in shock, eyes wide and mouths slightly agape. But I don’t care.

“Goodbye.” 

And with that, I leave, grabbing my suitcases that I had hidden and waiting by the door. The tears prickle at the edge of my eyes. 

“Honey!”

“Wait!”

They shout, but I ignore them. Opening the door, I run straight into a man. Oh, is this another poor soul that they’re trying to set me up with? Too bad for him.

I shove my shit into the car and start it. Turning out of the driveway, I’m off to my new life. 

~

Thirteen years later

~

“Ms. Choi! We need you to sign this, approving the floor plan for the new hospital. We added all the details you requested and-“ 

(I don’t know anything about architecture, so I’m trying to not add details. I’m sorry if I’m inaccurate with anything!)

I sign it quickly and then walk to the meeting room. My assistant has a ‘new project’ that I’ll ‘definitely want to be a part of!’ That means one of two things: either it’s a horrible project and they’re trying to hype it up so I’ll do it, or it’s actually a good investment and I’ll be pleasantly surprised. 

I tend to have a ‘pessimistic’ point of view, but that’s only because I have high standards. After graduating top of my class, I started a job at one of the top architect corporations, Park Designs. Slowly climbing the ranks, I am now one of the top architects at Park. And it only took me five years. Some of my classmates are still low class designers at middle-class businesses. Not to sound cocky of course, but I had to work my ass off in college and during my internships. While my classmates were out partying and drinking, I was working on my designs and making sure they was the best. 

Stepping into the meeting room, I’m not surprised to see my assistant, Jungwoon, but I am surprised to see my boss Seonming. Seonming usually doesn’t come to these meetings, as she’s usually busy helping the CEO, Park Ji-young. 

“Hello y/n, it’s good to see you,” Seonming says shaking my hand. I’ve always admired Seonming, partly because she’s an amazing architect and partly because she’s a high ranking woman in a usually male dominated field. 

“Good morning Seonming, it’s good to see you too,” I say, meaning every word. 

I take a seat in the plush chairs, glad to get the nice meeting room.

“You’re probably wondering why I’m in here. As you know, I don’t usually comes when there’s a new project for you,” Seonming starts, “But this project is especially personal, and I wanted to pitch it to you.”

Personal? What does she mean by that?

Jungwoon hands me the files before bowing and leaving the room. 

“Before you look at it, please know that I specifically selected you for this project because I know that you like designing for the greater good. You have a good heart, y/n, and that’s why I chose you for this. Not for any other reason,” Seonming says, making me wonder what’s so special about this project.

I take a deep breath and open the files. Instantly, I see the location. Tonjung, South Korea. Oh no, oh no no no. 

“Now, before you get all mad, please understand-“

“Seonming. You know why I can’t do this. I left that life behind for a reason,” I say, irritation rising in me. Seonming of all people knows why I can’t go back! I haven’t seen my parents in years, only talking to them at the holidays or our respective birthdays. Our relationship is formal at best.

“I know y/n, but please consider it. You haven’t even looked at the project yet,” Seonming says implored.

I know she’s right, as she always is, so I scan the summary. Building a new school? Did something happen to my elementary school? 

“What happened to Tonjung Elementary?” I ask, thinking about the cozy and warm school I went to.

“There was an earthquake,” Seonming explains, “And it all but destroyed the current school. They need an architect who can rebuild the school, and I recommended you. Not because you used to live there, but because I knew you’d be able to do it justice.”

Damn. Seonming is really good at making someone feel guilty. She knows I’m a sucker for humanitarian projects, whether it be building a new hospital or, in this case, a new school. 

Why didn’t I know that the earthquake happened? Why didn’t my parents tell me? I’m assuming it’s because they think I don’t care, but just because I left doesn’t mean I don’t have an attachment to the town I grew up in.

I sigh, already knowing my answer. 

“Okay…I guess for Tonjung Elementary…” I grumble, trying to ignore the happy look on Seonming’s face. 

“Great! You’ll have to stay there for a while, of course, but the project doesn’t start for another two weeks. That should give you enough time!” Seonming is being surprisingly brief with details. Usually she gives me a full run down and explains every last aspect.

“Okay…how long will this last?” I ask, suspicious. 

“Oh, yeah, it’s supposed to last two to three years. Anyways, I’ll send the rest of the information soon! Have a good day y/n!” Seonming leaves in a rush, clearly trying to avoid me so I can’t back out.

Two to three years? In my hometown? With my parents? Oh boy. What did I just agree to?

~ 

Two weeks fly by and before I know it I’m leaving with a lot of my stuff. Even though I may come back to the city once in a while, it won’t be often because the drive from Seoul to Tonjung is a good seven hours. 

“Goodbye y/n! Have safe travels and try to have a little fun,” Jungwoon says. He’s handling my office while I’m gone. I trust him, and I know he’ll do a good job.

“Thanks, Jungwoon. And don’t forget to text me if there are any problems!” I call, waving as I drive off. 

I put on music and try to enjoy the long drive. It is beautiful by the coast, and if I ignore the awkwardness with my parents, then going back home isn’t too bad. 

I’m just glad that I’m staying at an Air BnB because otherwise I’d have to endure my parents’ constant nagging about how I left them, how I need to settle down, and all that bullshit. Besides, I’m only thirty-two. I have plenty of time to find a partner. I want to keep working towards my goal, becoming a CEO (like Park Ji-young) of my own architectural business. 

The drive passes by quickly, and soon the tall skyscrapers of Seoul turn into quaint houses with chipping paint.

I pull into the Air BnB and get out of my car. Breathing in the salty air, I feel the crisp breeze on my skin. It’s June and the weather is a bit hot at times so the breeze is a nice reprieve. I start yo unload my stuff and place it in the bedroom. This is a nice Air BnB because it has all the essentials (washer, dryer, dishwasher, etc.) for one person. 

I go to the bathroom and freshen up. After changing my clothes, I decide to rip the bandaid off and go to my parents since it’s only about 3 in the afternoon.

Tonjung is small enough to walk place to place, and my parents’ house is only a couple blocks over from the Air BnB. 

I steady myself before knocking on the door. The aqua paint that used to be cheerful and welcoming now feels cheap and tacky. 

The door opens, and my dad’s face appears. He opens the door slightly wider for me to come in, but I can tell he’s not that happy to see me.

“Hi honey, come on in. Your mom’s in the living room.” He shuts the door behind me and I feel as though I’m heading straight to my doom. 

I cautiously step into the room and see my mom.

“Hi mom…it’s good to see you again,” I say, tentative of how this visit will go.

She turns her head.

“Hi sweetie. How are you?” It’s turning into another one of our phone calls. Only this time I can’t make an excuse and hang up.

“I’m fine. It’s good to be back.” I hesitate on what to say next, trying to break the awkwardness that’s lingering in the air like stale perfume. 

“Good to have you back. Maybe this time you’ll stay,” mom says, and I stiffen.

“You know I had to go. And look at me now, I’ve achieved so much.” I always try my hardest to make my parents proud, even if they don’t know it. 

“Yes honey, you have. So why don’t you come back here for good? You can do your building business or whatever it is you do from here.” 

Mom never understands. It’s not just a ‘building business,’ it’s my life. I have big goals, and they’re only going to happen if I keep pursuing them. 

“Mom, you know I can’t move back here. I have to continue in Seoul because that’s where there are better opportunities for me,” I try to explain. Before anyone can say anything else, I hear a knock on the door.

“Oh, that must be Namjoon,” my dad says, going to open the door.

Namjoon? Kim Namjoon?

“Hey Namjoon! Yes yes, come on in. She’s right here.” Dad leads the handsome man over to me. 

“Hey, y/n! Long time no see.” 

Kim Namjoon sure has grown into those long legs and dimples. His eyes have always been beautifully sculpted, but they’re even more gorgeous now. I notice that he’s got some serious muscles in him now too. Seems he’s discovered working out.

“Hey Namjoon. Haven’t seen you in a while,” I say, trying (and failing) not to seem awkward.

“Namjoon here has grown up, hasn’t he y/n? And he even stayed in town,” Mom says pointedly.

I roll my eyes. So small town Namjoon stayed in the small town. Mom and dad probably wish he was their child.

“Okay, mom. I get it. Now, not to break up whatever this-“ I gesture to mom and I- “is, why did you call Namjoon here?”

“Oh! It’s because I’m the principal of Tonjung Elementary. We’ll be working together on the rebuilding a lot,” Namjoon explains.

“Oh that’s fun…” I trail off, not sure what else to say. Yay? Spending two to three years working with someone I haven’t seen in ages?

“Yes it is! Now, why don’t you two mosey on down to the beach and get to know each other after such a long time. I’m sure there’s much to catch up on. And your father and I have to go to the store.” Mom practically forces us out, and before I know it Namjoon and I are standing outside the front door. So much for subtleness. Mom just wants me to find a boyfriend.

“That was quick,” I mumble, “Even for them.” Usually our visits on the phone last at least fifteen minutes, but this one breaks the record with being about five.

Namjoon chuckles. I blush, not knowing that he heard me. 

“Well, it seems that we are supposed to go to the beach. Shall we?” Polite as ever, Namjoon is. 

“Sure. We shall.” 

Traipsing down we make our way to the beach and I immediately take off of my shoes to feel the sand. I find a good spot and sit down and stare at the ocean. The crashing waves do little to smooth my mind. 

“So…” Namjoon starts, sitting down next to me. “You escaped. And you’re very successful now. I’ve seen you in magazines and such.”

Magazines? My name is almost never mentioned but I suppose there were a couple pieces written about my various projects.

“Heh, yeah. I’m lucky to be where I am today,” I affirm as I start drawing hearts in the sand. 

“Yeah…the last time I saw you you weren’t doing the best so I’m glad you made it.” Namjoon has a look in his eyes I don’t recognize. Pity? Sympathy?

“Wait when was the last time I saw you?” I don’t remember seeing him since high school graduation.

“When you were leaving. For college. After,” Namjoon winces, “The fight with your parents.” 

Wait how did he see me then? Unless-

“YOU were the man outside the door! I thought it was another random man my parents were trying to set me up with!” I exclaim.

Namjoon smiles sheepishly. 

“Well…that was me. And I wasn’t just there for fun…” 

“Ohhh so you were another poor suitor sent by my parents,” I side eye him for a second before we both burst into laughter. 

“Ah yes, that’s me. A ‘suitor’ for you! Perhaps you should like to date me madam?” Namjoon says in an accent.

As I laugh, I think, Was he always this funny? I guess he’s more goofy now than in high school.

“Nah, I’m not ready to date anyone. I have to start my own architectural corporation first,” I say wistfully. Someday. 

“Oh yeah, I bet you’ll be able to do that. You always were so driven, even in high school,” Namjoon says, reminiscing. 

“Ugh, don’t remind me! I remember when I missed senior homecoming because I had to study.” 

I wanted to go, but I had a huge AP chem test the next day that I ‘couldn’t afford to fail.’ So, while my other classmates were dancing to ‘Party Rock’ I was at home poring over my textbooks. It paid off, I suppose, because I aced the test, but it wasn’t worth missing homecoming.

“Those dances weren’t that fun anyways,” Namjoon says, breaking my train of thought.

“Oh! Yes I guess they weren’t. I wonder how everyone’s doing nowadays. I haven’t spoken to any of them in ages,” I mused. I’m only friends with some of them on social media, and even then I don’t check it frequently enough to know what’s happening in their lives.

“Remember Cho Eun Jung? Well, now she’s a famous fashion designer. Heard her designs were featured in Paris Fashion Week or something. And little Kim Ha-Joon? He has a family of his own now. They moved to America a while ago,” Namjoon notes, nose crinkling as he thinks. 

“Wow. Seems as if everyone’s out there living their life and I’m stuck in Seoul, single and still pursuing my dream career,” I say, melancholy sinking in. The truth is, what have I done with my life? Sure, I’m a successful architect but I’m not famous and I don’t have a family. I’m not even close with the family that I do have.

“Hey, don’t think of yourself that way. You’re still successful, I mean only five years and now you’re a top architect at one of the top corporations. I’d say that’s impressive,” Namjoon says, making me laugh. 

“Thanks, Namjoon. And look at you, principal on Tonjung Elementary. That’s impressive. If you don’t mind me asking, what happened to Mr. Han?” Mr. Han was our principal when Namjoon and I went to Tonjung. 

“I don’t mind at all, and he retired. I think he’s living around here somewhere with his wife,” replies Namjoon. I’m glad that Mr. Han retired, he deserves it. That man was an excellent principal. 

“Oh, that’s good. I’m happy for him. I’m also happy for you, and I’m happy that we can catch up. I mean, we are going to be working together for a couple years,” I say sheepishly. 

“That’s true. I’m glad that it’s you who I’m working with,” Namjoon says, flashing me a smile, his dimples prominent. 

I smile back.

“Me too.”

~

(I won’t be adding many details about the new school design because I am not an architect and don’t want to mess up anything about the process :))

The months pass by in a whirlwind with planning and sketching the new school. Namjoon and I try to make it similar to the old one, but there are a few modern adjustments that we add.

Currently, all of the students are having to go to school in a neighboring town. Namjoon and I work as quickly as we can so that they can come back and attend school here. 

~

September arrives and with it cooler weather. The leaves are starting to turn their gorgeous shades and I start wearing my knit sweaters. 

One day I’m heading over to Namjoon’s house because I forgot my laptop charger. I knock on his cerulean door and he answers, smiling that cute grin of his.

“Hey y/n! Come on in. I’m assuming you’re here for your laptop charger?”

I step inside, replying “Yes! I can’t believe I left it here. I’m so forgetful sometimes.” 

I grab it off of the coffee table, and am about to leave when Namjoon clears his throat.

“Would…you like to stay for a bit? I remember you wanting to watch that new k-drama and it just came out. You don’t have to though if you don’t want to! Sorry, I just thought maybe-“

“Namjoon,” I interrupt, smiling internally at his shyness, “It’s fine. I’d love to stay for a while. I’m glad that you remember when the k-drama was coming out because I sure didn’t!” 

After popping popcorn (our second bag as Namjoon burnt the first batch) and grabbing sodas we settle down to watch ‘Business Proposal’ (I know it didn’t come out this early but I love this k-drama okay? 😭). 

We binged the whole season that afternoon. After the last episode my stomach hurt from all the popcorn and soda but my heart was full. 

“The last scene was so pretty! Those cherry blossoms…” I sigh as I lean back into the couch, “I can only dream to have such a perfect proposal someday.”

“I know the right person will come along y/n. Just wait and see,” Namjoon says with such certainty that I look at him. How does he know that I’ll find someone?

“Yeah, I guess so,” I reply, letting my head drop to the couch. If I close my eyes, I can just imagine that this little moment was perfect. Namjoon and I in a perfect bubble. No outsiders or prying parents to belittle me. 

‎♪ looking at it now

it all seems so simple ‎♪

I hear the sound of a flash and open my eyes to see Namjoon holding a Polaroid camera. 

“Hey! Did you just take a picture of me?” I gasp at him as he grins sheepishly.

“Maybe?” 

“Why?” I ask him, trying to grab the camera out of his hand.

“Because! Look,” Namjoon says, showing me the picture.

I look so pensive, eyes closed to the world. The sun beams down through the window and hits my face perfectly like I’m in a movie. My hair is spread on the couch in a surprisingly beautiful way.

‎♪ we were lying on your couch

I remember ‎♪

“Wow, I didn’t know you had such a touch for photography Namjoon!” I praise, seeing the man blush.

“Oh, it’s not that hard when I have a great subject to photograph.” Namjoon waves off the compliment. 

“Can I keep the picture?” I ask, grinning excitedly when he drops it into my hands, “Thanks!”

Namjoon holds the camera out in front of both of us. “Let’s take a selfie together, y/n.” 

“Okay!” I say, getting close and throwing up a peace sign. Flash! 

‎♪ you took a Polaroid of us

then discovered ‎♪

The picture comes out beautifully, the sun hitting the two of us just right and our beaming faces genuine. 

“Aww, we look so cute Namjoon. Why don’t you keep this picture because you let me keep the first one. A memory when we watched Business Proposal!” I cheer, feeling happy for the first time in a while. 

When was the last time I let myself just be with someone? No work, no worrying about parents or expectations. Just me and them. 

‎♪ the rest of the world was black and white

but we were in screaming color ‎♪

I blink, surprised with my sudden desire to cry. Was my life so monotone that simple moments like these made me happy? Did…Namjoon make me happy? No, it was just the fun of hanging out with someone. That’s why, I’m riding the high of having a true friendship. No other reason. 

‎♪ and I remember thinking

are we out of the woods yet?

are we in the clear yet? ‎♪

~

It’s December and the air is cooler as winter sneaks in. I’m over at his house about a week until Christmas, complaining about my parents (yet again). 

“They want me to go to their annual Christmas party! Which is fine, because, like, my family will be there, but that means a night of suffering as they compare me to my cousins. Half of my cousins are married, some have children, and the others at least live close by. I don’t check any of those boxes so they’ll just use the night to make me feel guilty!” I rant while sitting on Namjoon’s couch. 

‎♪ looking at it now 

last this december ‎♪

Namjoon winces. 

“I’m sorry…do your parents even know how they make you feel?”

“But it’s not just my family! You know my parents, they invite the whole damn town!” I plow on, then stop after realizing Namjoon said something, “Sorry, what did you say?” 

“I said that I’m sorry and asked if your parents know how bad they make you feel. It’s obvious they don’t, but have you tried talking to them about it?” Namjoon repeats. 

“Oh, don’t apologize. It’s not your fault they’re this way. And yeah, I have tried to talk to them. Since high school, actually, when I told them I wanted to pursue being an architect. But they turned it down immediately! They didn’t even listen to me!” I put my head into my hands.

Namjoon puts his arm around me in a half hug.

“I wish there was a way for me to help you, y/n. If it makes you feel any better, I can come to the party with you. Your parents did invite me.”

Of course they did. They want me to find someone so desperately that they probably invited all of the eligible bachelors in Tonjung. 

I lean into Namjoon’s hug, trying to absorb some of his calming aura. 

‎♪ we were built to fall apart

then fall back together ‎♪

The day of the dreaded party arrives and I shove myself into a sparkly red dress that’s itchy and uncomfortable. I feel like a present. 

At precisely 5:20pm my doorbell rings. Grabbing my purse I open the door to see Namjoon. In a suit. Wow, he cleans up nice.

“Joon! You look great. That suit looks great on you,” I babble. Since when have I been nervous around him?

“Same to you! Well, not about the suit but that dress. Looks really good on you,” Namjoon stumbles out. Looks like I’m not the only awkward one. 

I smile. 

“Thank you Namjoon. Shall we?” 

“Oh! Before we leave, I wanted to give you your Christmas gift.” He brings out a small velvet box from behind his back.

I gasp, then say, “Joon! You didn’t have to get me anything. I didn’t get you anything!” 

“It’s okay,” Namjoon says, stepping inside, “I don’t need anything. I’m just glad that we’re friends.”

He hands me the box and I open it. Inside is a simple chain necklace with a gold North Star charm at the end. I look closer at it and realize-

“Namjoon! This is your necklace! I can’t accept this. It’s yours!” I try to give him the box back but he refuses.

“Please accept it. It will look perfect on you,” Namjoon pleads, and after trying again to give it back but failing, I accept it. 

“Okay, Joon, thank you. It’s beautiful. Could you help me put it on?”

“Of course.” 

He takes it out gently and brings it in front of my neck. Fastening it carefully I look down at it. 

It fits perfectly.

‎♪ ooh, your necklace hanging from my neck

the night we couldn’t quite forget ‎♪

The party is dull. My parents compare me to my cousins, introduce me to tasteless men, and force me to talk to their judgmental friends. Luckily, Joon is there to help ease some of the pain. We last about an hour before leaving, saying we have ‘work to do on the design.’ To which my parents ignore. Oh well. Who cares? Not me.

Namjoon and I go to his house after (we always go to his house instead of my Air BnB because I said it feels more cozy). We collapse on the couch and laugh, thinking about our escapades at the party. Counting how many mini quiches my cousin ate, seeing how many chocolates we could sneak into Namjoon’s pocket. 

“Hey! Why don’t we do karaoke? That’ll be fun way to ring in Christmas!” Namjoon says excitedly. And he’s right. It is Christmas Eve after all.

“Okay,” I agree. And we move the coffee table and chairs and then plug in the machine. After a couple rounds we tire out and decide to just listen to the Christmas radio. Jingle Bell Rock comes on and I find myself pulling Namjoon up off the couch.

“C’mon Joon, dance with me!” He’s reluctant at first but eventually we find a rhythm, happy and free.

‎♪ when we decided, we decided

to move the furniture so we could dance ‎♪

White Christmas comes on and Namjoon grabs my hand and we start to slowly ‘waltz’ around the room (it’s mostly swaying). I feel my heart start to beat faster, my face flush.

‎♪ baby, like we stood a chance ‎♪

I can feel Namjoon’s body heat and force myself to look into his eyes. Those, caring, sweet, beautiful eyes. He looks back at me. Our faces are mere inches apart, and I slowly press my lips to his. He doesn’t pull away. 

‎♪ two paper airplanes flying, flying, flying ‎♪

~ 

I spend the night, wearing his clothes and sleeping next to him. We cuddle up and wake up together on Christmas morning. 

“Good morning beautiful,” Namjoon says in his deep morning voice.

I blush. 

“Good morning Joon,” I reply, trying to hide my face.

“Merry Christmas,” he says, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. 

“Merry Christmas. I’m sorry I didn’t get you a gift,” I say, still thinking of what I could give him.

“Don’t apologize, sweetheart. You are the best gift.”

‎♪ and I remember thinking 

are we out of the woods yet?

are we in the clear yet? ‎♪

~

December turns to April, four months of dating Namjoon. My parents are overjoyed, but I manage to ignore their suggestive comments and instead focus on the man himself. 

Valentine’s Day is a whole affair, Namjoon giving me the biggest bouquet of wildflowers, handpicked by him. And if that wasn’t enough, he also gifts me a whole bouquet of chocolate-covered strawberries (which he found out are my most favorite food ever). I get him a moon necklace that matches my North Star one, teasing, “Now we can be one of those cheesy couples who have matching necklaces.” 

On a muddy spring day in March we make a spontaneous trip to a neighboring town’s traveling carnival. After buying sugary cotton candy and popcorn, Namjoon and I try our hands at the games. We each win a stuffed animal for each other, me winning him a koala and him winning me a giant panda. Their names are Koya and James respectively. The carousel is fun, us holding hands like lovesick teenagers the entire time and (probably) annoying all the kids riding. At the end of the day Namjoon and I go on the Ferris wheel, kissing sweetly at the top beneath the velvet starry sky.

Namjoon makes me feel the happiest I’ve ever felt. My self esteem has definitely improved and my heart is constantly full. He treats me like a queen and I hope that I treat him like the king that he is. 

We go on cute dates around town. Coffee shop dates on rainy days, reading for hours on end at the library, feeding each other chocolate-covered strawberries at the park. Although, I think the best ones are either a simple afternoon at the beach or cuddling on the couch. 

We often dance together in his living room, two souls in their own world. Just like the day of the Polaroid picture (which he has up on his wall), I feel as though I’m in my own bubble of joy. 

‎♪ are we out of the woods yet?

are we in the clear yet? ‎♪

But not all good things last forever.

Talk of the future rarely come up, but when it does Namjoon is surprisingly avoidant of answering anything. I know that I have my job in the city, and I also know that he loves the beach and being away from crowds of people. How could this work? 

A particularly bad argument leads to me storming out, irritated that Namjoon doesn’t want to discuss our relationship after the school is finished. And with how far it’s progressing, it looks to be done in about a year. 

“Sweetheart, please. I’m not ready to talk about this yet because I don’t want to think about it,” Namjoon implores as I start to gather my things.

“You’re never ready. We have to talk about it someday, and I need to know about the future of us.” I’m so frustrated about this reoccurring disagreement, and this is a sign that it’s time for me to leave. “I’m leaving, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” His hand on my arm only further annoys me. 

“Sweets, please don’t leave. I just…have commitment issues. Forgive me, but thinking that far ahead makes me feel tied down. I just want to live in the moment,” he pleads.

I look into those dark eyes and see something vulnerable and raw in there. There’s a nagging voice in the back of my head that says to stay but I turn and go out the door. 

“Y/n!” 

‎♪ remember when you hit the brakes too soon? 

twenty stitches in a hospital room ‎♪

I get into my car and start driving in the downpour. I don’t know where I’m going,  but I do know that I need to get out of this town.

The rocky cliffs are jagged in the lightning and I angrily pump the gas once more. I see a shape dart out and try to hit the brakes. But I’m too slow. All I see is black as the world fades away.

‎♪ when you started crying, baby, I did too

but when the sun came up, I was looking at you ‎♪

I groggily open my eyes and the first thing I see is a body sitting in a chair. As I come to, I also notice curtains and an IV. I’m in a hospital.

“Y/n! Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I feel like it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let you leave I should’ve made you stay and you could’ve died…” 

Namjoon. 

He’s here.

I turn to look at him and smile weakly. 

“Joon, it’s okay. I’m okay.” 

Those words seem to break him and he comes and holds me close while sobbing.

‎♪ I was looking at you ‎♪

After he’s calmed down he tells me what happened. I hit a deer last night and had a concussion. After finding me and rushing me to the hospital I had to have twenty stitches (this probably isn’t accurate and I apologize). 

Namjoon tells me that my parents have come to visit but I wasn’t awake when they came. It’s now two pm.

“I’m so sorry. So so sorry. It was my fault and I shouldn’t have let you leave-“

“Namjoon.” I cut off his rambling, “You sound like a broken record. It’s okay. I’m okay. Can we talk about what happened before the accident?” I know it’s quick, but I need to know before another horrible happens.

I feel his hand tense before he says, “Sure.”

“Please, Namjoon, tell me why you have commitment issues. I want to know everything about you. Please tell me. I want to be with you, I want to stay with you, but we need to be able to trust each other. Trust me, Namjoon,” I beg, trying to understand.

‎♪ remember when we couldn’t take the heat? 

I walked out, I said “I’m setting you free” ‎♪

Namjoon casts his eyes down. 

“I’m sorry y/n…you deserve to know. I-I’ll do my best to explain it.” He takes a deep breath before continuing. “The future used to be something I would obsess over, planned to the very last detail. I had a girlfriend that I dated all through college, and I truly thought that she was the one.” It doesn’t bother me that Namjoon had another girlfriend, but I’m surprised he didn’t tell me about her sooner.

 “She was a part of my future, but I suddenly found out that she’s been cheating. That changed everything. My whole future was thrown askew. It was then that I decided to live freely and not worry about the future because I didn’t know what was in store. To not be tied down and to be spontaneous,” Namjoon finishes.

‎♪ but the monsters turned out to be just trees ‎♪

It makes so much sense, why he wants to live this free life. I understand that his past girlfriend scarred him in many ways, and I don’t blame him for being nervous. But I still wish he would’ve told me all this.

“I understand Namjoon, and I’m sorry that happened to you. Why didn’t you tell me this before? I know we’ve only been dating for a couple months, but I feel that this is something important to share.” 

“I know, and I’m sorry. I should’ve told you all this. Do you think you could forgive me? I promise that I will try to be more open and think a little bit more about my future with you,” Namjoon vows.

“I will forgive you. Eventually. But we need to work on communication if we want this to work.” I raise my eyebrows at him.

“Deal.” 

He leans over to kiss my cheek.

‎♪ when the sun came up you were looking at me ‎ ‎♪

And I let him. 

‎♪ you were looking at me ‎♪

~

Two years later

~ 

The beach is hardly crowded today, only a few people set up with their umbrellas. Which is surprising, since it’s the start of summer. I guess the tourist waves hasn’t hit yet. 

Joon carries a picnic basket in one hand and holds mine in his other. He says that he has a surprise date planned, but I don’t see much of a surprise because of the picnic basket. 

We decided that it was best to take things slow, build up trust within one another. While the school was being finished, we took time to relax and get to know each other a bit better. Joon opened up more and I listened and now I better understand him. After the school was done, we had a big talk about our future. 

I decided to quit my job and start my own architecture business in Tonjung, letting me live that CEO life while also being in Namjoon’s life. It’s a pretty successful corporation, as my main goal was to focus on smaller towns and help them. 

I also had a big talking to with my parents. I explained how I felt and tried to get them to listen and understand me. They still want grandchildren, but they’re a little more understanding now of how that may or may not happen.

Joon and I aren’t even married yet, let alone thinking about children. Right now, all I want to do is enjoy this picnic ‘surprise’ date that he’s set up.

“Here’s the perfect spot for the picnic,” Joon says, leading me to a place away from other people while also being shaded. So much for a surprise.

We spread the blanket out then open the basket. I instantly see the chocolate-covered strawberries that I adore so much and grab one to munch on. 

“You and your strawberries,” Joon says fondly, shaking his head at me. 

“Hey, what can I say, I love them,” I mumble with my mouth full. 

Joon laughs and I see those dimples of his pop out. That grin still never fails to make me have butterflies. 

“And I love you.” He kisses the top of my head. 

We enjoy the picnic and as we’re packing up Joon stops me. 

“Wait, y/n, I have the surprise.” 

I look at him questioningly as he pulls out a tiny box. 

Then he gets down on one knee.

I start to go teary-eyed. 

“Choi y/n, I know this isn’t a cherry blossom proposal from Business Proposal-“

I laugh at that, thinking about that evening.

“-but I hope this is just as special. You are the most talented, smart, amazing, and gorgeous woman I’ve ever met. Even in high school you were already surpassing everyone else. I’m so lucky to call you my girlfriend. Thank you for putting up with me and for loving me as I am. You never fail to make me laugh and always make me feel better when I’m having a rough day. I trust you more than anyone and I love you more than you will ever know.”

I let the tears fall as Joon finishes.

“And with that, I ask you, Choi y/n, will you marry me?” 

Blinking, I answer the question.

“Yes.” 

‎♪ are we out of the woods yet?

are we out of the woods yet?

are we out of the woods yet?

are we out of the woods? 

are we in the clear yet? 

are we in the clear yet?

are we in the clear yet? 

in the clear yet, good ‎♪

a/n: thanks for reading! 💕

[munson-blurbs]

TUI 6

HARRIS metal head MUNSON!🤘🏼😝

“He eagerly scans the board for Harris’s, frowning when he can’t find his name. Maybe it’s still drying, he tries to convince himself, imagining his son over-saturating the paper with globs of paint. It wouldn’t be entirely out of character.”

*me* I KNOW THIS BITCH MARION DID NOT HURT MY (he’s mine now, I’m taking full custody😂) BABY LIKE THAT!!!

“Wanna show me where your artwork is? I must be gettin’ old, because I couldn’t find it on the board out there.” “‘S not there,” ( 😤) Harris mumbles, scratching off a flaking piece of the Rosita tattoo on the back of his hand. “I didn’t get to finish.”

Ms. Sweetheart to the rescue💕

Eddie stealing Harris’s Peanut M&M’s.

All of the people have a small space between them, except for you and Eddie. The circle that Harris drew to represent your left hand overlaps with the circle that is Eddie’s right.  😭😭😭

“THANK YOUUUUUUU!” “Love the enthusiasm,”. <- How I talk to my littles when they get hype about something LOL

“Are, um, are Daddy and Ms. Sweetheart holding hands?” “Mhm,” Harris casually confirms, taking the drawing back. “‘Cause they’re married.” Eddie chokes on air as Wayne does a double-take. “Congrats, Ed,” he jokes, clapping a hand to his nephew’s shoulder. “Gotta say, I thought I’d at least get an invite.” Good ol’ Wayne Munson coming in with the jokes 😂

“Did I talk about her in my sleep? Oh, shit, what if it was when I had that dream—“ 😩 EDWARD TELL US SAID DREAM.

“Lowering his voice to a whisper, he speaks directly to his drawing. “When Daddy and Ms. Sweetheart fall in love and get married, I’ll finally have a mommy.” He presses his hand flat against the paper as though he’s sealing in the wish.” Baby boy manifesting. 😩✨

“Hey, Har, is Ms. Sweetheart pretty?” Mac Daddy Wayne strikes again.

Ms. Sweethearts memories of Halloween with grandma. 😔

He gives her the M&M’s 🥹

“But, yeah, I was hoping you’d accept these as part of my apology. Or apologies, I guess. For, uh, for not calling when I said I would, and all of the awful shi—awful things I said to you.” His voice is barely above a whisper as he steps closer and says, “I am so fucking sorry.” 😩

Fun size mistake=fun size bag of candy. Family size mistake=family size bag of candy. I’m really good at fucking things up, but really bad at fixing them. I wish I could say that I didn’t mean to hurt you, but we both know that I did. You don’t have to forgive me, but I need you to know how sorry I am.  *SCREAMING*

He said OUR favorite little Axl Rose. 🥹

BUG!!! This was too good!!! The fluff? The feelings!? HARRIS WANTING MS. SWEETHEART TO BE HIS MOMMY!?!? WAYNE TEASING EDDIE ABOUT A CRUSH HE KNOWS HE HAS?!?! I’m obsessed with them, all of them, I need them to all live happily ever after ASAP. (Or whenever you’re ready, that works too. 😂) I love this story so much. Thank you for bringing this ✨MASTERPIECE✨ to life. 💗 I LOVE YOU.

B, the way that I looked forward to this ask!

Harris is the cutest little rockstar, and he wants to be just like his dad. You may have to fight @corroded-hellfire for custody of him, though.

Eddie is not stealing; he is making sure Harris doesn't choke! What a doting father!!

Ms. Sweetheart's memories of her grandma are based on mine, by the way. Grandma Bug used to do that for me and my sister, and I had to include it in the story.

Will Ms. Sweetheart be Harris's mommy one day??? Who knows????? Maybe she will, maybe she'll up and leave town in chapter 10.

And once again, your meme game is 100% on point. Love you 5ever xoxoxoxoxo

[onlyjaeyun]

ZADIEEEE 😨 the way I CHOKED!! Also CH 30 was insaneee, you continue to astonish me with your writing skills and ideas it’s crazy how detailed and well thought out everything is. The family drama? Our baby finally telling her sperm donor off?? Y/N having an attack? Hoon comforting her?? Her saying she needs hoon and doesn’t wanna think anymore?? GOBSMACKEDD it was all so much yet so little ahhh I can’t wait for the more lovey dovey scenes later the slow build up was perfect!! Seeing how much you’ve grown and accomplished since Hype Boy and you allowing yourself to be more creative and do your own thing makes me so so so happy and proud of you! Lowkey feel embarrassed how many times I’ve started writing to you (it’s the anxiety talking lol) but you definitely deserve lots n lots of love and I know I always have a bunch of things I wanna say to you. I’ve decided I want to try and be more consistent and start writing stuff but babesss idk how you do it especially the level at which you write I honestly admire you so much for how hard you work. All I’ve done so far are some fake texts but I try to keep in mind I gotta start somewhere and just keep growing and do it in a way where I’ll enjoy it and not stress about interactions anytime soon so I don’t discourage myself. Anywhooo I hope you’re taking care of yourself and eating and resting well! Hope all your exams went well! Love youuu 💗 (P.S not these 2 goobers trying to pretend they’re not falling in love with each other with all these smooches 👀🤭)

oh this is so, so sweet and so kind and just heartfelt and i actually teared up reading it :( thank you SO much not only for being so sweet and givinc me so much love and support but also for the fact you took the time to send me this. i genuinely love and appreciate all your messages so much and asks like these never fail to make me tear up bc of how grateful and amazed i am by your live for me and my writing. thank you so so so much!🥺🩷pls don't hesitte to text me anytime, i love talking to all of you guys sommuch and it's everything to me!

[iovetecchou]

I don't know your time and is it already, but happy valentine's day Q(utie), I hope your day and date go amazing!! We are here to hype you up :) <3

just remember that you are amazing and movie is going to be great and it will all be lovely, i am sure! :)

here are jouno and tecchou for good luck hehe ;)

STINKY MY BELOVED!! ahh thank you so much, i appreciate your kindness more than you know. you’re such an angel! 💗

but omg my bf’s! i feel luckier already (; but thank you again, for all the well wishes, i love you sooooo much my little @🍣!

[celestie0]

hi its me the norcal anon again and i just cannot shut up for the life of me so i have something to tell you

you’re my new tumblr crush 😆😆

ALSO I FORGOT TO MENTION NEXT WEEK IM COMING DOWN TO SOCAL FOR THE FIRST TIME ‼️‼️ i hope its worth all the hype 😆😆 but idk what to wear 🧍‍♀️ im not used to the heat (im a bay area girlie 🫠 im talking abt that 50-60° weather)

ANYWAY I’LL SHUT UP NOW BYE BYE 💗💗

hellooo again dear

😭😭😭 i cannot believe i am someones tumblr crush this feels like a dream loool. im so flattered n flustered rn plsss

omg yaaay socal will be so blessed to have you :”) omg i knowww you must be used to the coldd but tbh it’s not that bad here rn!! i think our highs, at least where i live, have been no more than in the low 70s :) it’s also been pretty overcast as well. i think spring clothes is fine but i would check the weather since we’ve also had some sporadic rain haha

thank you for the ask darling please lmk how your trip goes n if you had fun <3

[leejungchans]

I JUST RMBRD I HAD STORIES TO TELL U OMG OKAY SO there's this guy that i've REALLY REALLY been crushing on but he said he's a study first person sigh and also lots of competition w the current crushie since u can consider him as one of the campus crushes from our batch 💔💔💔 but like i liked him WAY before his hype so i was first in line MOVE /hj. he's such an annoyingly pretty boy with annoyingly pretty eyes with annoyingly attractive mannerisms and he has an annoyingly effortless intelligence and he's just so AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA LIKE I'LL BE BEGGING FOR ONE CHANCE⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ he's athletic n WAY taller than i am (tbf im just 4’11 but still height difference 😍😍😍😍) n sososo pretty n he plays the guitar n VERY smart like HOW DO U GET AN ALMOST PERFECT SCORE IN PHYSICS ⁉️ only him can tell (im a chem person tho so) he's also so GREEN FLAG so sweet n wholesome n just very sunshine like i wanna keep him in my pockets and just hold him in the softest gentlest way possible 🥹🥹🥹 he has that intimidating/snobbish aura around him but that's because he has a rbf on usually BUT WHEN HE SMILES OH GOD ITS THE PRETTIEST THING U'LL EVER SEE i wish he knew how i talk abt him to my friends bc this isn't normal for me and its all just very “oh no im falling in love again” since my previous relationship went shit (i got ghosted n i only found out na its no longer me thru one of their posts) and it feels so new but also it feels just right that i fell in love w him??? its so natural and easygoing,, like one day im admiring his features and then the next thing i know i get that “oh” moment<\3. to me, he's my sunshine my sol my yellow and my happy pill; even just seeing him is enough to lighten up my mood and make my day better but also its so painful to be this in love w someone im not even in the same section/class with and i've cried so many tears for him in the “im crying bc im so so in love with u im drowning in my own feelings and it physically hurts to even picture seeing u w someone else that isn't me” way and as much as i want to dump everything im feeling abt him to him i really can't talk to him without just crying bc im oversensitive when it comes to these things (prev relationships; w my ex n my best friend that gave sm mixed signals and always made me question things bc afaik best friends don't look at eo like /that/) 🥹🥹🥹🥹

he's still my pretty boy and my sunshine though :((

— 🎨

hihi!!!! so sorry for the late reply </3 today’s been kinda crazy </3 but omg this guy sounds like a great person 🥹🫶🏻🫶🏻 i’m really sorry your ex ended things in such a horrible way <//3 you definitely didn’t deserve that and i hope you’re treated with the love you deserve in your present and future relationships of any kind :’)))) and i hope you’ll get more chances to talk to/get to know this guy!!! as someone who had a 5 year crush on someone i’ve never been in the same class as i can understand how you feel, but i trust things will come together naturally 🥹💗 wishing you all the best w this guy hehe you got this!!

[saweetiesmilk]

feeling impatient…?

⠀♡ that’s okay! start by reminding yourself that you’re god, and you can manifest whatever you want whenever you want 💅🏾💗❄️

✦ ｡* 💕🌸 then, sit down and write down affirmations that make you feel powerful!! for example, if you are stressing about manifesting ideal appearance, you might write:

💓 The way that I literally manifested _____ so fast!! I did that! I’m THAT bitch.

💓 I always manifest quickly, I never have to wait. I have completely mastered successful manifestation. ☺️💘

💓 I manifested my desired appearance so fucking fast!! My subliminal playlist helped me get such amazing results!!

💓 Lucky me, I got ALL of my desired results this weekend !! I am SO SLAY.

💓 I radiate confidence in myself and my manifestations. 💅🏾💋💗🍫

⠀♡ And then just read them to yourself until you start to feel better!! Hype yourself up!! “I got this!! I am THAT bitch! I always get what I want when I want. I’m a master at manifesting my dreams!!”

⠀♡ And then take a nap, watch Mean Girls, hit your pen, read a Wattpad fanfic, do something that makes you feel amazing 🎧💖🍧📱🖤

lol hoped that help ☃️❄️🎧

[gallawitchxx]

Hello !!!! I hope you're doing well!!! 😊 I was wondering who your favourite ficlet writers in the fandom (Preferably ones that post theirs on tumblr if possible) are! I know of a few, a lot of which often reblog each others things (Which is an amazing thing! Don't get me wrong) and I am always getting the same things on my dash and I would love to see some more writers and more ficlets/writing in there! Maybe some 'smaller' blogs that you like? No preference, just in search for some more amazing writing by this fandom ❤❤

hello sweet anon!! i hope YOU’RE doing well!!! 💗💗💗

this is the best, you're the best, this fandom is the best & yes yes i would love love love to love up on a few folks! thank you for your patience as i wanted to do my due diligence as head cheerleader/hype-master flex.

chaos of @you-show-me-love is always writing shit that makes me laugh & think & they usually come with gifs or pictures like this post about mickey being a proud bottom (as 👏 he 👏 should 👏 be 👏)

milli of @milligar wrote this lovely lil phone call between hubbies & also does creative writing challenges that are always a treat!

sully of @sully-999 writes hilarious "mickey milkovich's guide to" posts that are simply delightful!

kee of @gallavictorious posts a ton of incredible tumblr writing, like this ficlet post 1x07 & this fucking soothing meta about mickey enjoying being restrained (in a surprisingly sfw way!). they also have a master list of their work & i can’t wait to make sure i’ve read them all!!!!

also i'm sure you know these folks, but jessie of @catgrassplantdad is always serving hot & fluffy husbands, arrow of @arrowflier is a true speedwrite royal, vicks of @byravenheart smashed those gallavich prompt mash-ups, as did ellie of @abundanceofnots & rita of @sickness-health-all-that-shit is the gif queen, but has also been sharing ficlets lately that have been ripping my fucking heart out.

i know there are a million others that i'm missing, so anyone please feel free to add to this post!!!

thanks anon! xx

[hyunjinspark]

Another amazing chapter well worth the wait! Jade, I’ve been reading your work since ch 4 of only fools and you’ve never failed to keep me intrigued with your work. you are truly gifted when it comes to writing!! do you major in writing & lit or something?! cause you’re really amazing at what you do!! Thank you for always composing such beautifully written chapters. I’m glad you’ve created a little community here that is in love with your writing just as much as i am. & I’m also glad that I’m not the only on the edge of my seat whenever you release a new chapter or we have to wait for an update! The impatience you receive from us for updates goes to show how you’ve managed to make everyone in love with your stories. You deserve all the hype!

Yeonjun is what we needed in this chapter, he can clearly read the situation, i hope we get to see more of him, he was the relief in this angsty chapter + the appearance of kkami 💗 I love how hyunjin always defends y/n, like when he said her punch was good. Her friends often take advantage of her or unconsciously say some pretty hurtful things about her, but Hyunjin knows how to truly appreciate her. I also love how despite everything that happened Hyunjin reaches out to talk to her. i’m glad that y/n talked to yeonjun & Hyunjin talked to chan, it helped them let out the feelings they’ve been holding it or are denying to admit. They’re both lovesick puppies :(

The friendship Minho & Hyunjin is forming is also so so so cute, “my favourite boy”, hehe, can’t wait to see their relationship develop more. 

Thank you for finally giving us a Hyunjin POV, he’s so adorable, I hope we get more of it!!!!

Take care Jade, you’re an amazing writer who deserves all the attention you are getting, I will fight whoever says otherwise.

-🦋

oh i accidentally replied to your previous ask.

oh thank you so much 🥺🥺 since chapter 4 of only fools ?! ahh its been a year !! thank you for sticking with me and my page for so long. i major in something related to art and design, but writing is easily my favorite thing to do 🫶🏻

thank you for such kind words 😭 i love this community so much too <33

ah the scene where he defended her cherry punch !! number one yn defender, hwang hyunjin !! lovesick puppies indeed 😓☹️ im glad you liked yeonjun and chan’s appearance. you’ll see more of minho and hyun later 😉

thank you !!! you’re so nice :(

[jayflrt]

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ viv !!!! congrats on 300 followers 🥰🥰 you are so so deserving of all the love and support and i’m so HYPED for you to celebrate this milestone <33 your fics are a breath of fresh air on enhablr and i can’t wait to see what else you have in store 💗 and i am more than honored to take part in your writing event celebration so here’s my entry !! the first part to this 300 word piece is here, and is written by @orpheyeux herself ♡ i hope you like this HAHAH idk why my brain was screaming reincarnation at me but i hope this is a good segway and everyone else who participates enjoys this fun challenge 💕

THEY CALLED IT CRYOPRESERVATION—preserving the human body at cool, stable conditions in order to revive them in the future. Perhaps society had progressed far enough to utilize it with little complications because there was no way you were supposed to be alive. The avalanche should have killed you off, but now you were blinking back into existence in a brightly-lit room that resembled a lab.

Even then, trying to move was stiff and painful. You felt as if your chest was collapsing with each time you tried to adjust your body. You had to strain your eyes in order for the world around you to come to light.

Judging by the mechanisms and machinery (as well as the large tank that read Reproduction Apparatus—you were certain you had never heard of that sort of machine ever in your life), you were either dreaming or were seeing things in some post-death dream state.

“You’re awake!” a voice called from across the room.

You couldn’t move your neck to see who it was, but when the man leaned over you to check your vitals, you felt the weight of your sorrow hang over you. Although the man’s face was completely different, you could hardly breathe when you realized he had his eyes.

The eyes of the man you had longed to see until what you thought was your dying breath.

“My name’s Jake, and I’m a scientist,” he introduced. “You’ve been trapped in ice for the past century.”

The question was hanging on your tongue, and the scientist seemed to pick up on the lost look in your eyes before answering, “It’s the year 2136.”

It was at that moment when you realized that tiny, rustic key was still hanging securely around your neck. Despite its size, the metal had suddenly felt like an immense weight on your chest. And when Jake’s gaze dropped to it, his face flickering with some unknown sense of familiarity before twisting in confusion, you were certain it truly was him.

[inkedtae]

Hi… Um I know your work is on pause due to life stressors and I don’t know if I should ask this bc I know school is weighing pretty heavily on you atm but, what are you majoring in?

Im just curious bc I love your writing and I was wondering if you were a lit major? And if you have any books you recommend for either pleasure or for someone who is looking to improve their writing or get inspired? If those exist lol idk Google was not helping… so I came here but I was iffy on asking because I don’t want to stress you out!! Lmao

But yeah I’m sorry I’m rambling now 😭 hope you’re okay, we’re all rooting for your success 💐

Hey friend!! This is not a stressor at all!! I’ve actually been feeling a bit better. I have a week off school coming up and I’m hoping to take advantage of it and also clear out my inbox because there’s lots of sweet messages I really don’t want anyone thinking I’m ignoring or anything. And I really miss writing for fun!!!

To answer your question, yes I am an English Lit major! I also have a concentration in creative writing so I’ve been in a few writing workshops. Honestly they have been really hyped up and overrated. It ultimately is a place to share your work more than really learn anything about writing I have found. The best piece of advice I had picked up through the workshops however, is that writing is a skill. If you practise often and hard enough, you can acquire and manipulate it to your tastes and standards. And the best way to practise is to try to write as much as you can and challenge yourself. Use styles and genres you’re not normally comfortable with. Write about things that have interested you but never really given much thought to. Switching perspectives and tenses is a very good first step too.

As far as books go, I don’t have any how tos on creative writing. It really is a personal process. I know Stephen King has a book on that but I’m sure he pretty much just tells you that writing is a discipline. Just train yourself to sit down and write, stopping at a place where you have more to say so you are prepared to pick up where you left off next time. I haven’t read the book but I’m pretty sure that’s what I’ve been told it’s about - if you do read it, please correct me if I’m wrong and let me know how you like it.

For pleasure, some of my favourite authors are Leigh Bardugo, Eden Robinson, and Toni Morrison. Anything by these three women is top tier. I only dream of reaching their level. Quick warning; Robinson and Morrison discuss some heavy themes in their novels/stories but I promise it’s really worth the read. I highly recommend Six of Crows by Bardugo and The Trickster series by Robinson.

The best thing you can do is read what you can and write your heart out. It’s not always going to be perfect but that’s the best part. I find the improvement of just a week of daily writing to be so satisfying.

Please let me know if you need anything else friend~ I’m rooting for you too and I’m here for you!! ☺️💗

[kpophubb]

Hi babe 🫶🏻💘 can I call you baby ?:) 🙈🙈

Is that Joshua ? I used to listen to 17 in the beginning, and I still like some of their songs ^^ and Hoshi’s musicccx 🕷 🔥 I’ll watch the performance vid ofc , after work 🙈

Ahhh I wanted to talk to u yesterday, but literally I’m in such a 💩 atm in my life that to solve everything… I’m like knackered 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

So I’m so happy I came like across your blog , and you welcomed me here ah … literally it’s like a light in a dark tunnel for me 😪🥹🤧 😭 ❤️‍🩹

I made us playlist hehe 😜 🎶 🎧

Oh you like rain ?🙈 🌧 I hope it rains in your place:)

My 🎂 is on Aug 2, wbu honey ?

#💗 Felix ~ I am taking the heart hah GIMME UWU

You are so sweet 🫧💗💗

Also I never heard about that author (twisted love) how did you find out about them ? Do you read it online or paper 📕? ☺️☺️

sending you love and a big warm hugggg 🫶🏻💕🍪

🐁 nonie:)

hi hi🥺💗 oh you can call me “baby” or anything you like my 🐁 anonie ~🥰 yes yes, that’s my darling joshua<33 and wow! Really? I’ve just recently started streaming a few of svt’s songs since I’m more into 4th gen kpop! Hoshi?😍 MAN HIS PERSONALITY IS JUST 💯 for me, believe me if I were to Stan svt, I’d totally be whipped for the 95 line. Besides the man^ I love jeonghan and scoups sm <3 and bad mood?:( uh oh.😣 you can always come rant here too💖 as an anon, or if you wanna talk about your personal rants, dms ALWAYS open!!❣️ I love to comfort people in general and always wanted to be a warm, sunshine person in people’s lives so you’re free to do so!😘 and please🥹🥹 playlist?? This is the sweetest gesture ever🥹 Heart melting!🤧 and I follow a lot of bookstagram pages and always stay updated with new hyped releases so I found the series there! Hard copy all the way🥳 I want to have a huge vintage bookshelf one day since I’m into reading a lot!! And wow your bday is coming🥺 congratulations on turning (y/age). My bday was on the 4th of June, remember you wished me and brightened it up?🙈 I turned 19 hehe~~ love back at you to brighten up your day my sweetheart❤️ I’m in a really good mood rn since my results released 🥺 it was one of the two tests results I need for uni and since I really nailed it😭 I’m happy. I’m looking forward (with fright) to my aug published main exam results😭 bc this year has been SUPER HECTIC for me since the start and I only got a vacation now in July. Mwuah mwuah and tight squeezes 🥰💋