#perhaps 🤸🏻‍♀️ i 🤸🏻‍♀️ love 🤸🏻‍♀️ him 🤸🏻‍♀️

[kindahoping4forever]

Ashton @ The 5SOS Show Tour NYC - 21 August 2023

[taegularities]

RID, i could remember some of the christmas market scenes from tobh while rereading it. and boy, don't get me started on the fic.

just when i was wondering, "where's the angst?"— the engagement ring part popped up. think it was one of the worst nights to read angst after a shitty exam. however, your face reveal made it better, princess 🎀

🕳🤸🏻‍♀️

ANYWAY, THE MAJOR CMI FLASHBACKS THAT I HAD WITH THE ''I WOULD HAVE DONE ANYTHING FOR YOU'' SENTIMENT? ( sorry, i keep connecting your stories like a literary multiverse ) i will always do an asspull out of nowhere when it's about correlating your stories. it's like a passive little recall game for me. what can i do? the immersion is real. 🦅

i was so mad at them, by the way. more so, oc bcos the hurt stung 😭 i get her tho, but it's painful to leave a person who loves you so much. ( maybe, i hate it cuz i had done the same in the past in one way or other ? )

when people like tobh!tae exist, who never really stop loving you, it makes you question everything. every little decision. and the worst part about it is when you actually love them back. eg : tobh!oc. AAAAAA—

agony agony agony

BY THE WAY, idk if it's hidden memory or just intuition ; the accident scene rolled in right after i had thoughts of ''an accident might patch it up" LOL ( got angstier )

i liked the semi-open ending. i hope they are— together, forever and ever. it's kinda like that show : normal people. if you know what i mean? getting lost, finding each other, getting separated again. almost a cyclic phenomenon, like a command set in nature. hehe. wishing them a very happy— tales of 'how we found loopholes in our matrix' 🫶🏻

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i might end up annoying you with this, but since we are revisiting your old works , might as well say this : tae by @taegularities will always be a!oc's man for me, so it's awkward writing about him with your other ocs at times. even though, I LOVEYYYY LOVE CROWDS AROUND US. 🥹

i will soon be rereading the diary of a healing heart. see you after that, sweets  𖦹 rid, my absolute desi sweets and donut— 🎀🖇🩵.

[ passing notes : tobh has that angsty magical sense to it, where you fall in love with somebody mythical, and the forest disapproves, and you are just a girl. winters later, some enchantment works to bring you back tgt, but you don't know for how long the charms will work. and yet you give in. probably the christmas effects, lol. asspull #02 ]

hahaha where's the angst... EVERYWHERE 😂 don't know what i was on when i wrote tobh, but i remember crying for not only days, but weeks. everytime i came up with something new for it, i'd sob :')

AWH the cmi flashbacks 😭 funny even to think that tobh resided in my heart before i'd even come up with cmi. ugh, all my characters are so lovestruck, they'd really do everything for those they love :') i love it when my fics are connected though, sometimes there areee deliberate references to other fics, so a lil multiverse for sure :P yeah, we were mad at oc for sure, but it's also so… relatable? :( that's just life. and trauma? perhaps.. sorry you went through the same :(

hahaha well, you were right. the accident just made the goodbye worse :') def also one to love open or semi-open endings!! i like to hear what people think and which ending they imagine. there's something about concluding things while simultaneously leaving people questioning. i don't know the show you mentioned, but sounds like real life indeed :( fun fact, i actually once wrote a short short thing of what happens to them later lol but that will never see the light of taegularities day hahahah

you're never annoying, babe!! like ever. please do gush about my stuff 🥺 ruined tae is something else fr <3 AND OMG you read crowds around us, too? i was so in love with it back then 😭

have fun rereading tdoahh, my og fic (it was my first, but then i took it down and rewrote it). lmk your thoughts <3

ALSO THE COMPARISON WITH THE FOREST????? absolutely perfect. thank you for saying all that, love, my heart is levitating 🤍

[mdnghtfae]

distant lovers

characters: suna, gn! reader

wc: 968

warnings: none, just breakup angst

a/n: inspired by this song 🤸🏻‍♀️

“esta tarde no pasa nada, no me puedo olvidar de ella, hace un mes que la estoy pensando, y no se si de mí se acuerda”

“this evening is uneventful, i can’t forget about her, it’s been a month since i’ve been thinking of her, and i’m unsure if she thinks of me”

Photos of the two of you still line the walls; they’re in the hallway, bedroom, living room, any spot with room for a photo had one. They were reminders, ugly ones at that, however Suna couldn’t bring himself to take them down. It’s the only physical proof he had of you…photos that prove you existed, that perhaps you did exist outside of Suna’s mind. That maybe…maybe you weren’t made up, and everything you both lived through together was real. That’s just it though…it was.

Past tense.

Past meaning you’re no longer here, which makes it exceedingly difficult for Suna to continue reminding himself you once loved him. If only you still did love him, if only you were still here. At home. Home. His apartment stopped feeling like home the moment you left, the minute you were no longer with him…the second you stopped loving him.

All he can do is stare at the photos, despite the constant ache in his chest, despite the tears that brim in his eyes as soon as his eyes land on your smile, they remind him of the wonderful memories you both share.

He’s not sure when everything changed, if he’s honest. When he stopped being enough. When you got bored and sought out something else he couldn’t give you. He would’ve given you the world, all you had to do was ask. Maybe that’s it though. Maybe he shouldn’t have waited, maybe he should’ve offered it to you first, should’ve placed possibilities onto a table so you knew he would do anything for you. Because he would. He should’ve.

He should’ve followed you to the airport. Should’ve stopped you before it was too late. He had seen the ticket after you had purchased it without him knowing…a one-way ticket. If only he had been able to calm himself long enough to check where you were headed, if only he hadn’t let his tears get in the way. But he couldn’t stop the shaking of his hands at the time, and instead took it out on you. Argued with you for who knows how long about who knows what. He just needed to let out his frustrations.

He was frustrated because he knew that every second that went by he was losing you. That every passing second ticked closer to your departure. If only he had checked the time of your flight. He would’ve seen that you were leaving while he was going to be out of the house. He would be smack in the middle of practice, far too concerned with a practice match or penalty drills, too busy to think about you.

So you took advantage of Suna being gone. Packed your bags in an awful silence, bottom lip wobbling as you tried not to cry. Because to your credit, you did love him. Once. There once was a time where he plagued your mind, and you felt light on your feet at the mere thought of him. When a kiss from him on your cheek would make your heart beat erratically. When holding his hand made you incredibly nervous. When you envisioned a future with him.

That future didn’t exist anymore. At least…not with Suna. It wasn’t his fault. Unfortunately, things just didn’t pan out the way you both had hoped. If Suna were to ask you when you stopped loving him, you wouldn’t know how to respond. There wasn’t one specific moment. It just…happened.

After a while, his kisses didn’t make you feel lightheaded anymore. You no longer forgot how to breathe when he looked at you, completely enamored. And eventually, you dreaded coming home. So you did what you thought was best, which was leave while Suna was out.

You couldn’t face him because you knew what he’d ask, maybe not word per word, but you had a clue about what his questions could’ve been.

Why don’t you love me anymore?

Was it something I said?

Was it something I did?

Was it something I didn’t do?

And worst of all. When did you stop loving me?

You couldn’t face him. It hurt too much to even think of Suna hurting this way; you just couldn’t see the dejection and hurt in his eyes. The best thing you could do was leave behind a letter.

And you did…you placed it in the middle of the table, leaning against a vase with wilted flowers that neither of you bothered changing. You left not long after that.

That was a month ago.

Suna’s friends tell him to get out of his apartment, take a walk in the cool air for a clear head. But he doesn’t want to clear his head, he’s afraid of forgetting you. He knows he should move on. You suggested in your letter he go after the girl he had liked before you. That you had a feeling the aforementioned girl still liked him. But he couldn’t. He wouldn’t move on.

He’s holding out for your return. Despite knowing your ticket was for a plane leaving Japan, he was still holding out. He had already waited a month, no matter how taxing it was…he waited. He thinks of you every morning, when he’s in between being awake and being lulled back to sleep, when his mind is still foggy, he thinks of you. And he can almost trick himself into thinking you’re beside him. He’ll stretch an arm out, hand searching for your warmth. When he’s met with a cold bedsheet it all comes flooding back…coming home to an empty apartment, lights off and a sick, empty feeling. Suddenly, his apartment felt too big, too spacious.

It’s felt that way ever since. But no matter what transpired between you two, no matter what hell you’ve put him through, he’ll wait for you…with arms wide open.

[taetaespeaches]

hi liv!!! 🤸🏻‍♀️

those drabbles!!!!! THOSE DRABBLES!!!!!! i'm so soft for all of them, it's not even funny anymore 😭😭😭 they're all so cute 😭😭😭

i'm truly fascinated and beyond amazed with the way you manage to come up with such unique scenarios just from a single sentence! it's not an easy thing to do (god knows it took me about 5 hours to come up with sth after finding a similar 100 ways list lol) but you do it so marvellously, bubs. you should be extremely proud of yourself for that!! 💕

and here's my tiny little request if you're still accepting them: anything from the list with joonie and daisy, perhaps one that you think "that's so joonie&daisy why's no one picking it??"? 🥺

-ely🌼🍑 (i know i already exposed myself before but just to be safe lol)

“I was in the neighborhood.”

namjoon x reader (oc) genre: fluff word count: 600+

a/n: Hi ely!! Awww I'm so glad you're enjoying the little drabbles love! Thanks so much, you're so sweet <3 I really hope you like this! It's just Joon's first time visiting Daisy's/reader's apartment.

The knock on your front door was unexpected, the sound tearing you from the book you had become invested in throughout the afternoon. Glancing from the page to the door, you sighed, setting the novel against the couch cushion. You made your way to the door quickly, peeking through the viewer only to find your beautiful boyfriend standing outside, his attention turned toward the neighboring unit. What the fuck?

As soon as you swung the door open, confused but excited, Namjoon’s eyes shot to yours, a bright smile curving on his lips. The sight of his dimples had your heart fluttering as the sound of his voice graced your ears. The greeting was simple. “Hi babe.” But it resonated like the sweetest melody.

Reciprocating his grin, you cocked your head at him. “Hi,” you replied, the single word coming out as a question.

“Why does your neighbor look like she hates me?” He asked, looking back to the woman who stared at you both from her front steps with a grimace stuck to her face.

Giggling, you reached for his hand, quickly nodding to the woman before dragging him inside your home, causing the clumsy man to stumble slightly. “I don’t think she likes anyone,” you commented as you placed your hands on your boyfriend’s shoulders to help steady him. Your fingers dragged over the strap of the messenger bag that was secured across his body as he watched you carefully.

“Here, let me,” you started as you lifted the strap over his head for him. Pulling the bag from the man, you turned away from his frame, stepping a few feet to the side to hang it up on a hook next to the door. “What-” you began as you pivoted back to face him, your words being cut off by his hands holding the sides of your face and pulling your lips to his. He kissed you sweetly, your body relaxing as you melted into the meeting, your hands reaching for his waist.

When he pulled away, a bit too soon for your liking, his gaze lingered on your face for a moment before looking up and perusing the surroundings, all while your orbs stayed glued to him.

“This is really nice,” he noted as he slowly looked around the room for the very first time.

“Well I’m glad you could drop by,” you teased, watching as his orbs scanned your home appreciatively. “I really am happy you’re here, but, what are you doing here?” You laughed lightly, the man’s wide eyes locking with yours once again.

“I was in the neighborhood,” he beamed, you giggling immediately.

Nodding exaggeratedly at him, you hummed in thought. “Just out for a drive?” You teased, knowing full well the man did not have a license much less a car.

Smiling knowingly at you, he squeezed his eyes shut as he sighed. “I missed you,” he admitted bashfully. “You said you were hanging here, just reading today, and I thought, I’ve never been over here before and, well, I brought a book,” he over explained cutely. Staring at him with a big dumb grin planted on your face, you observed his nervous features. “Is it ok that I stopped by?”

Nodding immediately, you squeezed his side affectionately. “You’re always welcome here,” you assured him. “It’s about time you stopped by.”

Smiling softly at you, he leaned in to leave a peck to your mouth. “I don’t know if your neighbor is quite as welcoming,” he feigned a wince. “I don’t think I made a very good first impression.”

“You’ll just have to come over lots and lots to win her over,” you smiled, the man chuckling as he kissed you gently once more. “Joonie?” You mumbled, the man humming against your lips in response. “How did you get here?” You asked, a light chuckle lacing the words.

“I took a car,” he laughed, resting his forehead against your own as you joined him in the amusement. “I told you, I missed you.” So cute.

“I missed you too,” you assured him through your laughter. “You dork.”

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