山梨からも写っていました。富士山のすぐ近くに。
Was visible at Yamadashi as well. It was hanging near Mount Fuji.
My very favourite picture of the pearl aqua moon.
photo by @ys_0724 on twitter / caption translation by me
Here are some pics of the pearl aqua moon in Japan rn !!!
Wait. Let me add this one. It’s so breathtaking 🌅
Jonghyun artwork // DUST
A flower more delicate than any other.
There was once a man with golden eyes who wrote golden words. He sang with a golden voice and gave us golden smiles. We loved him, this man of gold. We loved him for the happiness he gave us, for the tears he brought to our eyes. We loved him for the questions he raised in our minds and the answers he offered in turn. We loved him from a distance. We were lucky the man loved us back, with vigour, with rage. He threw his gold at us, shed himself until he was reduced to a whisper. And when we look now we still see the footsteps he left behind. We hoped our love was enough; that when it lapped at his knees it colored him in our affection. That when he waded through it, it left a stain that he couldn’t wash off. We loved him a lot.
We loved him too much. The man began to drown.
The raft was snatched away. The floats were out of reach. There was no land in sight. Everywhere he looked there was no help to be found. “It’s your personality,” the lifeguard said to him from the shore. “It’s your fault.”
We loved him too much. We didn’t love him enough.
There was once a man with a heart of gold. He was here then. He isn’t here now. We send him off to safer waters, his pyre burning higher than the skies, our sea of love roiling with tears. There was once a man of gold. We miss him.
수고했어요. 정말 고생했어요.
[+2,832, -32] It’s cold today, dress warmly on your way to heaven. You worked hard.
(151002) @realjonghyun90: roo… why… why do you look ugly here… you’re pretty… you’re always like this in photos… this concert’s best contributor, roo! (source thatcoolcatmeow)
Jonghyun’s closing words on ‘Blue Night’ on the 11th March, 2014. (via hwaitinghwaiting)
One sunny afternoon in 2011
@ranithepirate ahhh 300+ that is so many ah
It’s funny how so many of us fic writers got into things by reading other people’s work and going “actually, I think I have an idea of how to write this with xyz”. But the most amazing thing has been how much we’ve all grown since our first fics.
Ofc I started with an OnHo (because not many people on my radar were writing it at the time and I just like doing things that other people don’t) and ofc it all started as lovey dovey romance type blurbs which then transformed into hulking piles of smut because of the overwhelming response those sorts of stories get. But I think at some point I realised–wait. What am I getting out of this? How is this benefiting me as a person? Do I really enjoy the stories I create? Am I doing anything worthwhile? Am I growing in some way? Asking myself these questions gradually led me to come to terms with my own sexuality, my own sense of being, my own self esteem. And it made me realise that I don’t want to be a fic writer. I want to be a storyteller.
I met someone, then. Someone I could talk to, someone I could listen to. Someone who did not judge me, but said hey come I’ll hold you for a while and read what you have to say and tell you a little something of my own. I met someone and it did not validate how I felt about myself, but it expanded what I understood of myself. Of my feelings and capabilities. That one year with Iffat was full and happy and as close to perfect as anything could’ve been. And I have no doubt that I loved her. So I think the biggest turning points for my writing have been experiences in my personal relationships. Losing the one you love and trying to build yourself back up into a basic person again is probably the most daunting thing to expect of anyone. But writing here was good for the mind. Writing here was good for venting.
I met someone else ofc, several years later. And he healed me well. As best as he could, anyway. I never loved him but he gave me all of his heart and that was humbling. It was flattering beyond belief. I think I did some really great writing in that time, and then quietly slid it into a corner of my life when things changed between the two of us. I don’t hold him in spite but the aftertaste of that relationship was great fuel for writing.
Over the six years, I’ve never met anyone quite like @hyeongsoap. She and I have forever been proponents of telling untold stories. Of speaking about women (and men) like us, retelling their experiences and their pains and their troubles. But also their victories, their joys, what makes them powerful. We found great happiness in letting out our voices through these fics (and also in finding one another ♡)
Writing for this fandom has played a big role in developing an understanding of myself. Working on these stories and their characters, creating unseen universes from nothing has taken a lot of time and given me a lot to think about. A lot to debate on. A whole lot of lovely amazing talented friends. And a lot to look back at and say, yep. This has been good.
It will be really cool to hear from other fic writers on how they got into doing the wonderful things they do for this fandom.
[Minjung / Kibum] 보조개
A/N: Part 2 of 4. Inspired by this lovely fic here. My thanks to @lockandminkey for letting me use their idea <3
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The last time they make love, Kibum is gentle.
He is always gentle, but that morning he is gentler. His hands are softer, his kisses sweeter, his eyes warmer. He holds Minjung, pressing his fingertips in the camber of her back. With every slow push, he stamps his lips on the curve of her neck, on the stretch of her throat, under the round of her chin. His hips coil and uncoil slowly, pausing a moment whenever he hears her breath hitch.
Minjung holds him close, clawing at the small of his back, at the hairs on his neck. Her tears steam on her cheeks, her sighs steam on his. She turns to face him, her nose against his temple, her stomach rising to meet his. Kibum raises himself on an elbow to look her in the eyes and runs a hand though her damp scalp. He smiles down at her. She closes her eyes from him. He stops his movements for a minute and she frowns in response. He gives her a sweaty chuckle, closing in and kissing her. She breathes out a happy exhale and wraps her hands around his broad shoulders, a quiet moan mixing in her breath. He moans back in response and moves again, her gasp pulling her out of the kiss. He ropes her in one more time, tilting his head and scooping her into it. He holds the side of her face, she claws at him again. From there, they easily float to where their bodies take them.
In the end, he rubs his nose against hers, the way he always does. “I should get ready,” he adds this time and makes to leave the cocoon of their warm and damp blankets.
She grabs his arm and pulls him back, surprising him with her strength. “Stay,” she orders. “Five more minutes,” she adds softly. “…please?”
He relents, rolling back into her hold, burying his face in her breast. “How do you feel?” comes his muffled question. She giggles because it tickles her. Her long fingers stroke his hair, pushing it off his forehead when he looks up at her.
“Warm,” she smiles. He kisses the center of her chest. “Hmm, nice…” she adds. He looks at her again with a grin this time, dimple flashing. She takes in the sight of him and sighs. “Sad,” she ends.
Masterlist
Will be updated as I produce more shits and giggles fics
- JongYu
- “I Never Meant to Hurt You” - drabble
- Diphylleia Grayi - drabble
- Sister - drabble | fem!
- Lips - long fic
- OnKey
- Itchy fluff - drabble
- Domestic fluff - drabble
- Paint It, Black - long fic
- High school fluff - drabble
- 별빛 - drabble | fem!
- emergency contact - drabble
- army au - drabble
- “This Wasn’t Supposed to Happen” - drabble
- fan au - drabble
- 53 degrees Fahrenheit - drabble
- Odd Eyed - long fic
- Villain - long fic
- Teeth - drabble
- OnHo
- song fic - drabble
- crime suspects - drabble
- fluff - drabble
- “I Never Meant for it to Go This Far” - drabble | het!
- Tourist - long fic | fem!
- history au - drabble | het!
- Meat - drabble
- 1 년 後 - drabble
- In Me - long fic | ongoing
- Feather - drabble | het!
- OnTae
- 단맛 - drabble
- boarding house au - drabble
- crack porn - drabble
- angst - drabble | het!
- “Shh, You’re Safe Now” - drabble | het!
- “I’m Fine” - drabble | het!
- Widow - drabble
- Vermilion - drabble
- angst #2 - drabble
- Hair - drabble
- Bones - drabble
- JongKey
- letter - drabble | het!
- 돌아온 사람 - drabble | het!
- “I Can’t Sleep Without You Here” - drabble | fem!
- Zariya - drabble
- The Woman From Seoul Dae - drabble | het!
- Moon - drabble
- Swim - drabble | het!
- JongHo
- baby au - drabble
- “I’m Never Going to Leave You” - drabble | fem!
- Ave - long fic
- Long Distance - drabble
- Song - drabble | het!
- Drunk - drabble
- JongTae
- fluff - drabble
- “I Can’t Remember the Last Time I Was This Happy” - drabble | fem!
- “I’m Leaving, and I’m Not Coming Back” - drabble
- Bismil - drabble
- Sin - drabble
- Wash - drabble | het!
- MinKey
- 보조개 - dabble | het!
- chat - drabble
- future meeting - drabble
- office au - drabble
- “I’m OK” - drabble | het!
- runaway au - drabble
- Halo - long fic | het!
- Fingers - drabble
- Heart - drabble
- Crush - drabble
- Summer - drabble
- TaeKey
- Hard to Love - drabble
- “나 보기가 역겨워 가실 때에는…” - drabble
- got au - drabble
- “I Can’t Remember the Last Time I Was Happy” - drabble
- Eurydice - drabble
- Decay - long fic
- Play - drabble
- Ash - drabble
- मरजाणेयाँ - drabble
- 2min
- 피리소릴 따라와 - drabble
- “It’s Fine” - drabble
- Comrade - drabble
- Radioactive - drabble
- Ink - drabble
- Hero - drabble | het!
- OT5
feel good ♡ shinee from: 1of1 - the fifth album please download / stream digitally!
how can life be so stressful but so wonderful at the same time i don’t understand. perhaps because it is ending, this safe predicting environment is slipping through my fingers. slowly but surely. fuck it, i’m gonna say it. i’m fucking selfish and i’m mourning the fact that i won’t be someone’s favourite anymore. i like this place here and that i can be useful to someone. i know this is for my own good, that i’m gonna grow and learn and return with knowledge and help create something better. but i’m afraid of all the evil surrounding this place. you know when you got this one good thing and it brings so much good that you just stand in the middle, agape and it is unbelievable what some people will tolerate, but here they are and create things and are all patient and sacrificing and then they are doing it for you, and they believe in you, while you barely stand on your own two feet. and all at once it is too much, and i thought i was too broken to function, but i tasted all what ifs and for a second i tasted recovery and now it is fucking raining and i wanted to fall, fall into well-known, familiar big black hole. because i know sadness, i know how i function in bitter and cold environment where i wrap myself in insecurities and all that. and like, i just want to cry all the time, for feeling so happy and so afraid at the same time. i’m reaching, but i don’t know what i’ll get. i’m leaving but i don’t know where i’m going to. soon, this all won’t be mine anymore, and soon i’ll be an acquaintance, a memory. and it is all good? i think i want to keep on going and then return, and give back all this. how come that in this big bad world so many wonders exist. how. how. how. i want to be okay.