To all the fanfic authors who write some variation of “aNd yOu cAN iMaGiNe tHe rEsT” to indicate more suggestive endings:
No. No I cannot imagine the rest. I am very uncreative, you see, and desperately need you paint out the setting and event in great detail for me. Please elaborate, I beg of you.
ꕥPosted: 3/2/21
ꕥGenre: Prince!au, Angst, Fluff
ꕥPairing: FemReader! x Prince Yunho
ꕥWord Count: 769
ꕥWarnings: Angst but it ends happy (of course)
ꕥA/N: This is surprise peace offering for not posting a fic in a long time I’m so sorry. Also this was inspired by my friend @onceonafullmoon ‘s post Foxgloves and Peonies, so check that out too 😉☺️
She ran through the mansion's corridors, the front of her extravagant dress in her hands, the fabric swaying side to side with every movement. She wasn't running out of fright, but instead out of the desire to get away, to become invisible.
"Wait! Come back!" Her lover shouted out, his face laced with concern as he chased after her.
"Leave me alone, Yunho!" She dashed into a side room, trying to close the door when he caught up to her. The man pried the door open and entered quickly behind.
"Why did you run away?" He asked, voice calm despite his slightly staggered breathing after running for so long.
“I saw the way those women were looking at you at the ball. They’re gorgeous and from great wealth. I don't why you would ever choose me. I’m not smart. I'm not pretty. I'm not...” she cried, burying her face in her hands and falling to the floor.
“That simply isn’t true,” he said, sitting on the floor and caressing her shoulders, “You have introduced me to thoughts and wisdom beyond what I could have ever conjured. You are more beautiful than any woman there by far. You are more wise than Athena and more breathtaking than Aphrodite in my eyes.”
Her hiccups continued as she became engulfed in his words, never finding comfort in anyone quite as much as she did in the man before her.
“How could you ever love me?” She said between hiccups, “What could possibly make you view me as desirable in your eyes?”
He gave a small smile, his own eyes pricking with tears at the sight before him, “My darling, you are my world. On days I feel down you are the sun, giving way to all life, warm rays enveloping all that they can touch, providing great comfort to all that feel it. The days that I feel angry, you are the ocean, providing calmness and comfort, a steady and reliable force. On days I am happy, you are the fire, igniting every part of me, making me feel alive and invincible. On days I act without thinking and make foolish errors, you are the thunderstorm, stern and firm, reminding me that there is more to life than what I see before me. You are all these to me, and for this, I have always loved you. There has never been any way for me to stop. There has never been a desire for me to stop.”
Her eyes still watered, but her hiccups subsided, further and further believing that the man before her could by no measure be real. And yet, he was. She lifted her head and felt her heart break as she watched a tear fall down his face. The man cupped her cheek, his hold gentle as if he might scare her away.
“You will never know the breathtaking beauty you behold in my eyes, and I’m afraid there will never be the words for me to convey such an unyielding emotion. No actions will ever be enough to prove to you the degree to which I cherish you, but I will say so everyday. I will tell you until you believe this yourself. You, my dear, are forever deserving of love.”
He reached out for her small hand, rubbing small circles on her soft skin. She looked at the motion, a slight smile on her lips at the act of comfort.
“Beautiful.” He said, meeting her eyes, “Deep down to your soul.”
She took a deep breathe to calm herself, thinking there might be at least a little truth to his words. If a man such as he could love her, perhaps she had more worth than she gave herself credit for.
He moved the hand resting on her face underneath her chin, tilting her head upwards, "You are the only one for me."
He kissed her, and she happily returned the action. The kiss was soft but strong, taking her breath away.
"I am so in love with you, my flower."
She looked down, feeling shy, beginning to play with the hem of her dress, " I love you, too. So much."
Although she mumbled, the man could still hear her. He felt the urge to kiss her once more, and so he did.
"Why don't we head back?" He asked, "And I want you on my arm, so I can show off that I have the most wonderful woman in the world to call my own."
She giggled slightly, a faint blush on her cheeks, "If you insist, my prince."
"Oh, my darling, I do."
I just read ice cream and i would read the fuck outta it if it became a series or a lil book
Awwe that makes me so happy! I was thinking about making a series out of it but I wasn’t entirely sure if people would like it enough. I’ve got a few requests I’ll be working on first but I’ll definitely start to work on it soon! :))
Okay picture this: Long ago their ancestors all lived in a wealthy kingdom. The king at the time was an ancestor of The Boyz. The ancestors of Ateez and Stray Kids were highly regarded in the kingdom as they had been lifelong friends of the king. They were known for being kind souls. They would help out those of lower class whenever they could, give money if someone was in need; they were beloved.
But the king soon grew jealous of how much his people loved the ancestors of Ateez and Stray Kids. The king felt threatened by their popularity.
And so, he banished both groups’ ancestors from the kingdom, leaving them to fend for themselves. The ancestors of Ateez and Stray Kids at first worked together to survive, but then drifted apart due to difference in opinions and inner conflict. The Ateez legacy travelled to the deep forest, Stray Kids’ legacy to the mountains. All learned to fight and they were good at it. It was necessary to survive.
Ateez and Stray Kids themselves were raised to hate The Boyz’s kingdom. All throughout their lives they were told stories about the king had betrayed their trust and shamed their ancestors.
Ateez decided they had enough and planned to overthrow The Boyz’s kingdom, taking what they believed was rightfully theirs. Knowing they couldn’t do it alone, they sought out Stray Kids to help them fight. Stray Kids agreed, all now planning to avenge their ancestors and take the throne.
Little did they know, The Boyz were trained to fight too, in fear that one day the groups that the late king kicked out would come back.
All three groups were prepared to fight, and none of them cared if blood was shed.
Quick update that I have finals this week and then I’m done for the semester!! I’ll have more free time after finals and I’ve got a bunch of ideas so I’ll be writing a lot (I currently have 32 drafts whoops—) Thank you everyone for waiting while I’ve been on a temporary hiatus and I’m so excited to get back to writing! I hope everyone has a wonderful day! 💕💕
In case no one has told you today; I’m proud of you. You’re trying your best and that’s admirable. Your best always looks different from day to day. Maybe you got out of bed and brushed your hair one day, maybe you finished an essay another. I don’t know you, but I feel you. I’m happy that you’re here and I’m proud of you. Keep strong, my loves :)
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Just failed another chinese test. :/
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Happy New Year’s Eve everyone!! This year absolutely sucked, there’s no use beating around the bush, but I wanted to thank everyone for their support. I started my account late this year and didn’t really expect anyone to read anything of mine or even interact with me at all. I wanted a place where I could write without judgment or fear and I’ve most certainly found it. Thank you to everyone.
I want to mention certain blogs that I really admire and have just fallen in love with. If for some reason you haven’t heard of them, get on that because each one of them are so amazing.
To the people whose fics I’ve binge read so many times I can’t even keep track: Thank you for the effort and hard work you put into your writing. Every time one of you post it actually makes my day. Your posts inspire me to work harder so that one day someone will look up to my work like I work up to yours. Thank you. @latte-fairytaekwoon @serendipityunho @mingishoe @ateezmakemeweep @lustjoong @vocalyunho @starrychannies @ithinkilikeit-reactions
To the people I’ve had the pleasure of talking with and getting to know even a little bit from my time here: I admire all of you so much. From your kind hearts to wonderful writing, your posts make me so happy and never fail to inspire me to work harder. Thank you for being you. @yeochikin @actuallythatwaspromise @cappujinho @masterninjacow
To @atzinc : Thank you so much for accepting me and reblogging my posts. It’s meant so much to me over these few months.
To my closest friend here: I’ve known you for so long that it really feels like I’ve known you forever. Thank you for all the wonderful memories we’ve had together and I can’t wait for all the new ones we’ll make. @onceonafullmoon
To my current followers, or anyone who followed me at one point: Literally just thank you so much. There’ve times where I have been so down on myself and my writing but I’ll look at all the people following me and just feel so honored that so many people deemed my work good enough for them to follow me. You’ve made me happier than you know.
I will be posting one more fic before New Years (basically right after I make this post) and I have several lined up already for 2021. I will also be starting a choose your story series for ateez which I am SO excited to reveal soon!!!
Overall, thank you to anyone who messaged me, liked or reblogged any of my posts, or even visited my account at all. I’m a sensitive bitch so I’m gonna stop here before I start crying. Thank you all. I wish you so, so much luck in 2021. Much love.
~Doe ♥️
Usually I post on Sundays but the couple AUs I’ve been working on aren’t ready yet. In the meantime, you can read this one if you haven’t! Also I’ll post sometime early this week to make up for it! :))
ꕥGenre: CoffeeShop!au, Fluff
ꕥPairing: FemReader! x San
ꕥWord Count: 1.3k
ꕥWarnings: None
ꕥTagging: @midzyatiny
ꕥA/N: For those that don’t know, San has said before that if he wasn’t an idol he would be a barista, so that was my inspo. I wrote this while listening to Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop by Landon Pigg and I highly recommend listening to it while you read this, if you so desire :))
There was always something about that coffee shop that kept me coming back.
Maybe it was the homey, rustic look of the store or their creamy, rich coffee. Perhaps it was the gentle jazz music in the background or the adorable little plants they had displayed in their windows. Or maybe, just maybe, it was the cute barista that led me to return.
How Have You Bean was not only the cutest name for a coffee shop ever, but the name of this particular coffee shop. The one I happened to stumble upon when I first moved to town two months ago.
It was horribly cold that day. Due to the bitter cold and snow, I ran inside the nearest open building in search of warmth. There were only a few people there, mostly college students quietly discussing their upcoming assignments. I debated on whether or not I should order something. I’d be rude if I simply stayed and didn’t order anything, right? I walked to the counter and saw a male employee with his back facing me.
“Sir? I’d like to order if you don’t mind?”
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