it took me way too long for something so simple;;;

The truth is, I was never able to breathe when we were together. Love is supposed to care for you and be there for you every step of the way but sometimes it’s just too much and I needed to be on my own. I knew that if I brought this up, he would manage to convince me to stay, I was never able to tell him no, he got me under his spell. So I just left and took my first breath after ages. It felt good as first but also really lonely, so I started to rebuild my life, with someone new. It was a good and simple life, something I needed in a long time but fate or whatever you’d like to call it pushed me once again offshore and towards him. I took one look at him and my good and simple life seemed like a joke to my eyes, like it didn’t belong to me. Because I was his and he was mine even though we pretended to be something else for all these years.”
“We never had a closure. I just woke up one day, she became so cold all of a sudden. And everything became so messed up. She didn’t tell anything, but her departure says it all. I was caught off-guard because I have learned to live my life with her. It took me years to rebuild myself. I haven’t picked my broken pieces because I know, it was all about her. I managed to step on it and inflict pain on myself in order to wake up. God knows how hard I tried to save myself and survive. I was lost that made me desperate enough to find a new light. I even burned bridges so I wouldn’t look back and walk to my past again. Those were the miserable years of my life. I have managed to surpass the storm. But unfortunately, life didn’t give a warning that storms could be back. I thought everything would remain calm. After all those years, she’s sitting in front of me right now; I hate how universe give us the opportunity to bump into each other again. It’s been five long years. I know everything changed, but as I look to her, it feels like I’m ready to risk and be fooled again.
—  How I Met My Lost Star by @giulswrites and @baekebyan
no vacancy ❖ kyungsoo

anon requested : Hello! I wanted to say that I really love your blog! And also I wanted to make a request, Could you write a story pf how you met Jongin or Kyungsoo during summer? I’m very exited for this comeback and I just imagine something like that, fluff or smut you decide💕this is my first request EVER btw🙆🏽💕🌴

word count : 1275

admin : -neb

genre : I think this is fluff(?), slice of life, au

warnings : cringe, A LOT of awkwardness

Originally posted by jonginssoo

( gif not mine, credit to the owner)


You were finally there, seated on a chair next to your parents. And here comes the sad part : you, a full grown woman with a job and an apartment, were camping with your parents and your teenage sister, for a month. The funny part? You didn’t actually wanted to go there, you already planned a short vacation with your two best friends, just the three of you, a tent and a guitar, the perfect dream of every introvert girl like you who didn’t want to spend a month partying on the beach and making out under the stars. But your dream was shattered into little pieces when your parents called and said they needed to see their lovely daughter so they booked a whole month for a camping near the beach. They said they missed you and they wanted to spend some time with you, this was their excuse. The truth? They needed someone to do all the dirty, tiring camping stuff under the boiling sun, because your sister was way far from being a helpful person. But you went with them anyway, because you knew your sister wasn’t going to do anything and your parents were old and they needed help, and being the kind-hearted person you are, you agreed even if it was going to ruin your perfect planned summer.

“Y/N, go take a shower and make yourself pretty for tonight. The camping organized a salsa night and we absolutely want you to make some friends and enjoy this vacation to the fullest!” Your father yelled from inside the tent. Great, they even wanted you to make friends now…what else? Your friends were enough, to be honest. Your motto was “Few but true.” and that was convenient, since you were the shyest person on earth.
But you didn’t want to disagree with your parents so you did what they wanted, you were going to hide in a corner all night anyway.
And so you did, showered and smelling good, dressed with some casual shorts and a Harry Potter t-shirt, typical geek. You got to the reception, where the wifi was, and you watched your sister playing around with her friends and dancing to Spanish beats.  
Your sister looked at you often, asking you to join and begging you to let yourself go and dance a little. But you always kindly rejected, dancing was not your specialty, it was like you had two left feet. As you read the last line of the page of the book you carried with you, you notice, with the corner of your eyes, that your sister wasn’t the only one staring at you.
In fact when you turn your head to the side you notice a guy looking at you in a very intense way, it kinda made you uncomfortable, you felt like he was glaring at you. You feel the heat on your cheeks as you give him a smile of circumstance, you don’t want to seem rude but you can’t do anything apart from checking him out.
He has almost royal features, his chin is small and pointy, his eyes are big and brown, he has a small nose and big, plump, heart-shaped lips. He surely is the most handsome guy you’ve seen for a while. Minutes pass and you can’t stand it anymore, his gaze is making you feel naked and he notices it, you think maybe he’s even enjoying the not-so-light blush on your face and your insecure gestures, looking at you with a little side smirk. You collect all the courage you have in your body and you get up from your seat, with the intention to either slap that guy’s handsome face or be laughed at and die of embarrassment. You take a few steps in his direction and his eyes are still on your walking figure. What a creep.
You take a seat near him, crossing your legs and placing your book on your thighs.

“Good evening” you whisper as you feel your face boiling. He’s not reacting, but a small blush appeared on his cheeks too. “I just wanted to ask… i mean, I’d like to know the reason why you’re staring…at me.” You mumble out. Fantastic, now he’ll think I’m the creep.
He uncomfortably shifts in his seat and he looks at you, his eyes resembling those of a puppy.

“Uhm, i’m..i’m sorry if it seemed awkward, I was just- he takes a frustrated, deep breath - I was just trying to read the title of your book, I have really bad astigmatism so I have to stare…I’m sorry.”
Oh, now it all made sense, he was staring at the book, not at you.

“Great book, by the way. I love Tess of the D’Ubervilles, I read it five times…i think.” he whispers, coming a little closer to you. You can feel his warm breath on your shoulder, making you shiver.
You turn your head to the side and almost die at the closeness between you two. His eyes are deep and you feel completely judged by him, the only thing you don’t know is if positively or negatively. You realize you’re not saying anything, your head quickly snaps back away from his gaze and you kick your feet, in the sudden need of movement.

“I’m Y/N, by the way. Not that I think you’re interested or anything, i just told you so you know.” You’re a mess. Extrovert isn’t the word for you. Socialization isn’t your thing and nothing will ever change that. But goddamnit you have 23 years old and still mumbling stupid nonsense sentences when a guy is around like a little teenage girl with her crush.

“Oh no, I’m genuinely interested.” His voice is slightly higher.
A strange noise escapes your mouth, pretty sure it was close to “Wanna have a walk?” but not so sure that he heard.
Luckily he did, he gets up and his hand is in the air, signaling you to take it. You accept his help and with the other hand you take the book with you, quickly releasing his hand when you’re full stable and standing up. You search for your sister in the crowd with your eyes, finding her already looking at you and constantly winking, little prick.

“My name is Kyungsoo.” You hear from him, while you’re walking in the direction of the beach.

One hour and a half later you feel like you’ve known Kyungsoo for your whole life. He’s basically your male version. He’s 24, studying at the uni and working part time, loves fantasy films, cooking and music. It’s like finding your long lost twin with the exception that he’s way more attractive than you think you are.
He’s the owner’s son, so he’s stuck in here for the rest of summer, studying for exams and dealing with satanic kids.
He’s also a very nice man, he showers you with compliments and he asks you question about your life and that makes you feel important, interesting like you’ve never felt before.
You spend the night talking. Yeah, talking, not dancing, not making out, talking. Genuine talking for hours about everything and anything and you couldn’t wish for something else.
Well, your parents wanted you to make friends? Succeeded. You got yourself a new friend, and who knows, maybe even something more than just a simple friend. Because let’s say it, Kyungsoo’s one fine ass man, he’s from Seoul too and he’s everything you ever searched for in a partner; one month is long and the way he’s gently playing with your fingers in his hands is making you feel some kind of way.


i’m a terrible human being, this took sooo long + it’s so cliché ugh

don’t kill me pretty please :)))))

+ insomnia is not letting me sleep so I’ll do a couple requests and I also wanted to post a random thing I wrote today,, I hope you won’t mind

until next time, I send love b y e

- neb

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“Don’t let go,” Kurapika said. Calmly. Seemingly unperturbed by the fact that he had turned from a controlled electric field into a force of nature. “Just let it burn out, it’s alright. It’s just St. Elmo’s fire, perfectly safe. You did nothing wrong. Leorio?” He could say nothing in reply. “Leorio, are you listening to me, you did nothing wrong. I had speculated this would happen.”

There was only one question on his mind.

“How?”

this is my piece for the hxhbb!! I got @the-smallest-kurapika ‘s fic Cauda Pavonis (which is on AO3 go read it!!). it was such an honor to read this fic (even though I was slow with it) and it was so so good! i’m am honestly so amazed by how wonderful this fic was it was so magical (*wink wink*) and the writing is superb. 

it was a beautifully written dreamseer AU and i cried when i finished it. it was honestly so so good I could go on and on about it, but please go read it.  70k+ words that are completely worth it.

i feel so lucky to have gotten to draw for this (even though i feel I can’t do it justice) and i definitely plan to make more pieces in the future for the fic in general!! i just ran out of time lol. this whole experience with the hxhbb was so much fun and a great way to get to know people and their work. thank you

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Happy 200! (lyrics in original post)

This is one of those… “the magic of tumblr” moments where a simple gifset escalated into something awesome and then into something outrageous…like WTF TING??? (though I blame the main perpetrators = thedorkone, thismeansnothingtome, samsgroves)

Anyways since this is the first one I wrote, I actually had some music made up (I didn’t for the others cuz took way too long)… and people seemed to think it was funny so I thought it’d be a fun way to thank my followers cuz I often sit here wondering why people follow me…what I contribute to this fandom…so hopefully you enjoy this (but if this causes you to unfollow I completely understand too cuz I’m am utterly ridiculous). @_@

So I dedicate this to all of you, especially the weirdos like mlamachine, fandomfairysassyqueenofswan, and the ones already mentioned above (esp kes for the art!) who’ve given me feedback like it’s fic or something…y'all keep me going <3

So…a milestone in my music writing career?

“Recorded A Sample POI Parody Song”: Achieved.