chasingmoonlightfire

[chasingmoonlightfire]

Fictional fantasy men written by women really do say the swooniest things.

[chasingmoonlightfire]

Y’all ever think about when Cardan says

“do not touch her”

And Randalin says “she’s-”

Cardan starts with “She’s my wife…” and not that she’s the High Queen, he cares more that she’s his than the fact that she holds just as much power as him. He started with the fact that if anyone touches her they’ll answer to him not only as High King but as Jude’s husband.

Just a thought.

[chasingmoonlightfire]

ring of love; csc (01)

summary; agreeing to join vernon spectate an underground boxing match wasn't how you'd expect to spend your friday night. you also didn't expect to see seungcheol, someone you've lost contact with for years, become a part of the ring.

modern! au • boxer! au • hhu focused • multiple kinds of tropes • fluff, angst, smut

a/n; AND THE FIC IS OUT 💃🏻✨

ngl, i posted up the teaser at around 1am just to see how it'd go (was planning on deleting it right afterwards if nothing showed up). i woke up like 6 or 7 hours later and holy shit yall - i wasn't expecting it to get so much attention or blow up 😭 and it was just a TEASER 😭✋🏻 i've also gone through the small notes section of the taglist form (my favorite is the one that said they like my brain lol) either ways, i'm so glad you're all as excited as i am for this fic 🥹🫶🏻 it really means a lot to me <33

i'd also like to point out that i'm writing this fic as i go, kind of going with the flow, so, occasionally some things might not make sense but let's hope the flow goes well 🙏🏻

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“hey there, babygirl,” vernon greeted as he took a seat in front of you at the library desk.

the nickname had you looking up from your laptop, shooting the boy a grimacing look.

“vernon, what the fuck?”

vernon chwe, an art major you had met on the first day of college during orientation, since both of you were in the same freshman group during said orientation.

you were entirely new to seoul, having spent most of your life in a small town in daegu (alongside your introverted nature, talking to new people while having to adjust to your new surroundings was basically an introvert’s nightmare).

when vernon approached you during one of the 30 minute breaks, he handed you a bottle of coke, a friendly gesture you appreciated a lot. that wasn’t what caught your eye though - it was his clothes. it’s not every day you’d see a college student wearing a bright neon tie-dyed shirt.

when vernon noticed your staring, he simply said “ah, yeah, the rest of my clothes are in the dryer. i’m vernon, by the way! vernon chwe!”

“...i’m ___,” came your response, “lee ___.”

from then on, you’ve both been stuck to each other like glue. always seen together to the point you both had been mistaken as a couple one too many times.

guess the saying of 'you're not real besties unless people think you're a couple' is true to an extent.

though you both have made it clear that the relationship between the two of you is strictly platonic.

the boy laughs at your reaction before shutting up as a few students shoot him a dirty look, a few others shushing him. “it’s fun messing with you, ___,” he said in a soft voice, not wanting to get on the nerves of the other students, “watcha working on?”

“just the usual presentation preparations,” you answered as you pushed back up your glasses and continued typing away.

“is this a group or solo project?”

“solo, which thank god. if this was a group and i had another bad luck on my groupmates, i was going to lose it.”

vernon cringes at the mention of groupmates. in your previous group assignment, you were stuck with not one, not two; but three parasites. he remembered how sleep deprived and stressed you were throughout the semester for said group project. he’d gotten you to submit an email to the lecturer in charge, writing out in extreme detail how you had to bear the responsibilities of the group members while they were out and about, partying, going out on dates etc.

however, you decided to go even further than just submitting an email.

it was the day of the presentation. as your lecturer sat in the front row seat alongside two other faculty members, you looked at your parasitic freeloading groupmates that were standing to your left.

“are you guys ready?” you asked in a quiet voice.

when they nodded their heads, you smiled as you pressed the clicker in your hand. anyone would have assumed your smile was that of an encouraging smile. you however, knew better.

as the first slide was projected onto the projection screen, the topic of the presentation was written in a big font while all four names of yours and your groupmates were written underneath it.

as you pressed on the clicker, one by one, the names of your groupmates began to be removed from the slide. the classroom was confused before catching on - you were calling out your group mates for being parasites.

your groupmates watched in a panic state as the students began whispering amongst themselves; the faculty members jotting things down on their clipboards.

once all the three names were removed with your name being the only one left on the slide, in a calm and collected voice, you said, “now, shall we begin the presentation?”

vernon remembered the proud expression you had when he met up with you the same day. “how’d it feel?” he asked, having helped you with your research and planned out the execution for the revelation of the free loaders.

“amazing!” came your reply with a beaming smile, satisfied.

“whatever happened to those three anyways?”

shrugging, you heard from some classmates that they had either gotten suspended or needed to retake the class. but, you didn’t care.

why would you?

if anything, you were glad you didn't have to deal with them for the rest of your studying years.

"hmm, fair enough," vernon responded before placing both arms on the table, leaning forward, "so, got any friday night plans?"

"if you're planning to drag me to a frat party-"

"not a frat party."

looking up from your laptop with an eyebrow raised, the boy just shoots you a smile - a smile that you can't help but feel suspicious of.

as you saved your work progress and shut down your laptop, vernon spoke again.

"have you heard of underground boxing?"

"i am not going to get in a boxing ring."

"you don't have to!"

once you've packed up your stuff and headed out of the library together, he explained more about the underground boxing.

it's a monthly event and is usually held somewhere in itaewon. when you mentioned that you didn't think vernon was the type to take part in these events, he replied with, "that's because i don't. a close friend of mine does and i usually go to support him with two other close friends!"

"and where do i play a part in this… support group?"

"don't hate me for this, okay? i just think that you could use some outdoor time, ya'know? i know you're introverted and want to hole up in your apartment the entire weekend, but it wouldn't hurt to try something new!"

you were silent for a moment.

"so, i'm a bore, is what you're getting at."

"what!? no! absolutely, not!"

when you let out a laugh at vernon's reaction, it had a few students around both of you stunned.

maybe it's due to your introverted nature that everyone assumed you'd be cold-natured too, black cat energy they call it.

but to vernon, he knew it wasn't the case. you just needed to be around the right people or in a setting you're familiar/comfortable with to be yourself.

'naturally introverted, selectively extroverted' as they called it.

"i'll go if you pick me up."

"does seven sound good to you?"

"yeap."

"aight, bet."

introverted ass: ik i should've asked this earlier

introverted ass: but is there like a dress code or smtg?

introverted ass: bcs i don't wanna show up looking extremely out of place

vrrnonie: casual should be okay

vrrnonie: maybe bring a jacket along

introverted ass: but it's a boxing match

introverted ass: wouldn't it be hot and stuffy from all that sweat

introverted ass: ?

vrrnonie: it's actually air conditioned, believe it or not

vrrnonie: and it's well ventilated too

vrrnonie: and there's not much people, dont worry

vrrnonie: the place can hold up to 100+ ppl

vrrnonie: but they usually only let in abt 70-ish?

vrrnonie: not wanting to be too stuffy, crowd control etc

introverted ass: so i'm assuming i can just wear my sweater and tights?

vrrnonie: yeapp

vrrnonie: reaching in 10 btw

introverted ass: wtf

vrrnonie: you can do your makeup in the car when we reach

vrrnonie: it doesn't start til 10pm so we can grab some dinner

introverted ass: again, wtf

vrrnonie: love ya bestie 😘

introverted ass: 🙄✋🏻

true to his word, vernon did show up ten minutes later at your apartment front door.

parking his mercedes-benz in one of the few empty spots, he then brought you to a diner he deemed to have the best burger in all of itaewon (of course that was after he let you finish doing your makeup, as he had promised you).

"so… how long have your friends been doing this whole underground boxing thing?" you asked, stabbing a few fries on a fork before shoving them into your mouth.

"oh, just one of them actually," vernon replied with his mouth half full of his beef burger. "wonwoo hyung acts as the manager while mingyu hyung and i are there as first aiders. occasionally, we'd help him train too. but, mingyu is the one he trains with since he works out more than i do."

"does this boxer friend of yours have a name?"

"i can't really say his actual name out here. but, his stage name is scoups!"

why does that stage name sound so familiar… you ponder.

it's now 1230am and you've been out way longer than you should be (technically, more like longer than you wanted).

by right, shou should now be on your bed, cuddled up in your blanket as you binge whatever series or movies are available on the many streaming platforms offered.

yet, here you are - in an underground boxing ring somewhere in itaewon all because your best friend had decided you should spend more time outside.

the match was nearing its final round and based on what you've heard from the people sitting beside you (vernon had left to go to the locker rooms where his friends were; but had assured you everyone is respectable and won't try anything weird. it didn't reassure you completely to be left alone in the crowd, but any kind of reassurance is acceptable at this point), it seems that the two final boxers would be JK and scoups.

(you had also taken a lot of toilet breaks due to the overwhelming feeling of being in a crowd for an extended period of time)

you still ask yourself why the name 'scoups' sound so familiar…

it was only when the loud cheers snapped you out of your thoughts, causing you to shift your focus onto the ring that you finally realise why that name sounded so familiar.

because right in that boxing ring, stood an old face you've been longing to see for years.

choi seungcheol.

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The start of something new ✨

Commissioned piece with artcraawl 🫶🏼

[chasingmoonlightfire]

to give you the stars

We Were Destined to Fall (But I'll Catch You) || Bonus i: Edo Period, Japan

Pairing: Jeonghan x fem!reader

Synopsis: In which he traded the fate of humanity for your love.

Genre: Mostly fluff/comfort, mild angst, fallen angel!jeonghan, military captain!jeonghan, servant/farmergirl!reader, mentions of samurai!chan (lol) and landlord!cheol, historical!au (ancient Japan)

Warnings: Contains historical inaccuracies

WC: ~1.3k

Taglist: @yoozuku​​ @sleeplessdawn​ @listxn​ @paintedstarres @knucklesdeepmingi @nanamioo​ @bibinnieposts

A/N: Just a small bonus piece from the same time period as chapter 3 (1769 AD, Japan) because why not ¯\ (ツ) /¯

Inspired by 'Alchemy of Souls' and 'Love Between Fairy and Devil.'

***kanzashi is a traditional Japanese hairpiece made of woven flowers***

masterlist (can also be read as a stand-alone!)

Indigo skies spread across the heavens, the deep blue and purple hues seemingly endless. Stars were starting to emerge, blinking in the distance like lighting the flame of a candle. Cicadas chirped the melody of the night, the light summer breeze rustling the leaves that still clung strong to the branches, while you hummed a familiar rhythm. The hoot of owls adding to the symphony. Your back vibrated against Jeonghan’s chest as he tucked his chin into the crook of your neck, pulling you closer into his hold. 

From the moment he saw you tilling the fields, Jeonghan was elated – like a full breath of air after being unable to do so underwater for decades. This was different; however. The two of you fell into an easy rhythm so quickly. Though it was new, it felt right; each breath grew easier, like he didn’t have to worry about being submerged anymore. 

For the first time in ages, Jeonghan felt light. The usual heavy armor that adorned his slim frame was left behind in the safety of your wooden home (safely guarded by Chan of course). For a moment, he could lay down his sword and trade it for a single stalk of weed to mindlessly play with. With you nestled in his arms, his heart felt full, but airy – as if Zeus restored his wings and he could touch the skies and capture a star for you. 

Jeonghan felt you rest your head back onto his shoulder, adjusting yourself to be more comfortable. 

You let out a small, but long breath. “What are you thinking about?”

He glanced down at your hands fumbling with the stems of flowers that you were braiding together, eliciting a gentle chortle.

“Nothing in particular,” Jeonghan remarked. He snaked his arms around your waist, settling his hands on your abdomen. “Just . . . happy to be with you like this.”

You grinned, chuckling as elbowing him in the stomach playfully. “We’ve only known each other for about two weeks now and you’re growing cornier by the day.”

He whined, but only pulled you closer until his body was nearly covering yours. Jeonghan pressed his cheek against your own, his hands traveling up your arm and wrapping around your own busy ones. 

“What are you making?” he asked instead. The pads of his fingers calloused from wielding his sword roughly grazed across the back of your knuckles. 

“I . . . don’t really know,” you held up your work in front of the both of you. White flowers were intricately woven into a simple, but pretty pattern. 

Jeonghan let out a hum, tilting his head to the side and observing your work. “It can be a kanzashi for you on our wedding day?”

You snorted, though your cheeks were heating up quickly and furiously. “Is that a proposal?”

“Maybe.”

“Don’t joke with me, Captain Yoon.”

“Jeonghan,” he sighed. “Just Jeonghan – please.”

You muttered something incomprehensible under your breath, your hands falling into your lap, though you were no longer weaving flowers anymore. 

“I know we’ve only known each other a short while,” Jeonghan continued hesitantly, “But would you?”

You knew what he was trying to ask, but you wanted to be clear. 

“Would I ‘what’?” you pressed.

“Marry me?” he finished in a heartbeat.

You didn’t answer him, letting silence envelope the both of you, the weight of his question settling in. As the seconds passed, Jeonghan grew anxious, worried that it was too soon and that the mere pondering of this reality itself threatened to loosen and break his hold on you. 

He may have been a fallen angel, but he couldn’t read minds. 

“If only you can promise the stars,” you finally replied softly. 

He didn’t quite understand the cryptic message lacing your words, but Jeonghan chortled anyways – taking it literally. “That’s easy for me, you know?”

“I doubt you can,” you rolled your eyes. 

Jeonghan waved his hands over the skies that have now grown dark. “Take your pick, love. I’ll give you anyone you want.”

You pondered momentarily before pointing into the distance. “That one.”

He leaned over, his lips grazing across the shell of your ear. “Close your eyes.”

You complied, though you felt him raising a hand to cover your eyes for extra precaution. You felt him lean forward, bringing you with him. There was a tinkle of bells and he was asking you to open your eyes again. 

Jeonghan held a closed hand out in front of you. There was a soft golden glow peeking out through his fingers. Immediately, you turned to glance up at him, jaw growing slack in awe. 

He only smiled at you, raising his eyebrows as if to say “I told you so.”

You turned back as Jeonghan unfurled his fingers, revealing a small bright golden light. It sat in his palm, then began floating up. Your eyes followed it as if it was returning to the sky it came from. 

“Pretty, isn’t it?” Jeonghan asked as he watched with you. 

“How did you . . .” your voice trailed off. 

“I’ll tell you my secret only if you answer my question.” 

You frowned. 

“I can promise more than the stars,” Jeonghan tried, earnestly. 

“Y-you’ll have to ask my grandmother,” you replied quietly. "A-and Lord Choi."

“But what about you?” Jeonghan pondered. “I wanna know what you want. I don’t think your grandmother and Seungcheol will be a problem.”

You grew silent again, playing with his fingers. 

It was only two weeks, but it felt like you knew him for a millenia. Was it only lust though? He was a general; you were a mere farm girl that he took fancy of. There were several ladies in the city waiting to be wedded. 

Your head told you one thing, but your heart wanted something else. 

“You’ll tell me your secret if I tell you my answer?” you asked again. Your tone was weak, lacking its usual joy and vigor. 

Jeonghan knew you were suspicious and you weren’t asking about the star. 

“Only if you’re honest,” Jeonghan remarked. 

You nodded slowly, inhaling sharply. 

“I . . . I think I would,” you said. 

You stayed hunched over, refusing to look at him for you were embarrassed to be so easily swayed by a handsome general from the city. It was laughable and cliche – you used to make fun of the girls you worked with who would swoon over the other military men who passed through the lands and here you were, tucked away in the arms of one. 

“A part of me tells me it’s a bad idea," you huffed, "But another part of me . . . deep down, I . . . really wants to,” you told him more firmly. 

You grew fearful as Jeonghan stayed silent. Though little did you know, he was smiling like a fool behind you. The urge to kiss you silly was strong, but he didn’t want to frighten you – not when this would be the one that would tell you the truth. As joyful as this moment was, the pain that came with yours and his history was one that he didn’t want you to feel right now. 

“So,” you grew impatient, finally forcing yourself to turn in his hold and face him. “W-what’s your secret?”

Jeonghan leaned forward abruptly, his nose nearly knocking into your own if you didn’t wince back. He was so close, lips nearly inches from your own. You could’ve sworn his eyes flickered down to look at your own, but you didn’t want to believe it. 

“It was just a firefly,” he confessed in a low voice. 

“Huh?” you frowned. 

Miraculously, Jeonghan raised his hand up to you again, his fingers unfurling and revealing another golden light. 

“Firefly,” he didn’t look away, winking at you.

And suddenly, you were surrounded by them when they weren’t any earlier. It was as if Jeonghan pulled down all the stars just to be closer to you. 

“How did you –”

He cut you off with a peck to the cheek. 

“I can’t promise stars," Jeonghan said in a low voice. He loosely slipped his fingers in between yours, "But I can promise I'll do my best to love you." He pressed his lips against your knuckles, letting them linger as his eyes fluttered shut.

"Forever and always.”

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worst neighbor ever (or is he?) !

synopsis ; you’re convinced yoon jeonghan is the worst neighbor you’ve ever had…until a couple drinks help you realize he isn’t.

pairing ; yoon jeonghan + fem!reader featuring yunjin from lesserafim

notes ; non idol au, frenemies to lovers, neighbors to lovers, fluff, harmless and cute arguing, sort of very suggestive towards the end, reader is in denial, reader gets really drunk, jeonghan makes like two sex jokes because he’s a little shit, small mentions of eating. idk if this is a weird concept but whatever. anyways this is my first svt fic lets goo (and first fic of 2023 yay happy new years guys)

word count ; 2.6k

You have never seen Yoon Jeonghan’s face, yet you know him well enough to consider him the worst neighbor you’ve ever had.

Does seeing his face really matter to you, though? He’s the worst, and that’s all you need to know.

“You’re not listening to me, Yoon Jeonghan!”

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seventeen fic recommendations

here are some vv good fics that i’ve read this yearrr  ♡ 

(includes : fluff, smut. and angst)

*adding more recs soon

S.COUPS

hello tutorial -  @97-liners

remind me - @milfgyuu

very nice - @venerex

untitled - @hoshiitakes

6:29 am - @ksywoo

i hate laundry day - @bluehoodiewoozi

tomorrow tonight - @cheolbooluvr

first date - seungcheolownsmyheart

rooting for you - @svtntntn

habits - @svtntntn

fling - @leejihoonownsmyheart

gameboy - @leejihoonownsmyheart 

to teach your heart - @hyucks-rose

what’s mine is yours - @meowonwoos

goodnight my love - @cherriscoups

JEONGHAN

first - @husbandhannie

we get along infamously - @seungkwansphd

game over - @februaryflowers

the love you find - @joonlery

chocolate kisses - @writeformesinpie

17:27 - @wonwoonlight

JOSHUA

untitled -  @synthetickitsune (f)

envy - @berriesandjunnie

oceans and engines - @renjunphile

wildest dreams - @viastro

and what if we kiss? - @pepperonidk

vanilla - @milfgyuu

JUN

my burning heart (wont listen to me) - @adi–writes

cuddling - @sweetiesicheng

trendsetter - @hyucks-rose

HOSHI

make me feel - @secndlife 

15. things you said with too many miles in between us - @piscispd

bluff and nonsense - @thepixelelf

these endless summer nights - @blossom-hwa

untitled - @husbandcheol

i may have lost it - @wonwoonlight

diagnose him - @by-tea

2:00 am - @ksywoo

just a moment with you - @husbandhoshi

worth it - @fallinnflower

love hard  - @wondernus

squish - @wooahaes

WONWOO

knock on your door - @97-liners

lucky! - @97-liners

when i’m with you - @ponkwan

dreaming of you - @juyeoniemyhoney

love in the rain - @viastro

nostalgia diner - @writeformesinpie

present hauntings - @wonwussy

unnamed - @shuatm

WOOZI

yearning (smau masterlist) - @jihoonotes 

live - @wondernus

fried rice - @husbandhannie

my heart has gone to you - @rubyreduji

DK 

warm me up - @ponkwan

one spring rain - @viastro

if you call me - @starsstuddedsky

MINGYU

captivating  - @yeostars

corn-y - @husbandhannie

mission success - @13monthsago

mingyu as  a first time dad - @jjkgyu

a helping hand -  @idyllic-ghost

1:02 am - @heartkyeom

we don’t usually hold hands - @gyukult

new rules - @leejihoonownsmyheart

it’s all fun and games - @dontflailmenow

hot or cold - @jjuniehao

THE8

motivation or distraction? - @by-tea

SEUNGKWAN

goodnight - @by-tea

11:50 pm - @ksywoo

untitled - @yv17

VERNON

operation: hot girl summer  -  @shuaflix 

ink, linework, and a cup of coffee - @berriesandjunnie

five ways to say i love you - @taeyun

the soulmate service - @dkfile

highest walls, strongest armour - @soonsluv

say you love me  (i love you) - @viastro

chopsticks - @husbandhannie

avocado-flavored kiss - @kabira

by hook or by cross - @kabira

DINO

scored - @leejungchans

pansy - @thepixelelf

worth a shot - @milfgyuu

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Debate Night at CARATland 2023 Day 3: Eagle that can’t fly vs. Sparrow that can fly everywhere

Minghao: If we have wings, there’s no need to fly right? Like today, it’s raining. We can hold an umbrella. Jeonghan: We will be the umbrella for CARATs. Minghao: I can also give a bigger hug (with my wing).

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pretty lies [masterlist]

pairing: vernon x reader

rating/genre: enemies to lovers, slow burn, ANGSTY fluff, suggestive, smut (fem bodied reader), band au

summary: supporting your friend mingyu becomes way more than you ever could have bargained for when you become involved with one of his bandmates

warnings: good bit of cussing in this one ya’ll, a steamy kiss, one smut scene in reader’s apartment so skip if underage or uncomfortable, vernon has issues in this story but please remember this is a work of fiction, brief mention of grief, separate unrelated scene that takes place in a mosh pit, mingyu stans don’t hate me but mingyu and reader are just friends in this one, *chapter specific warnings will be marked with asterisks like this so please pay attention and take care*

song(s) to listen to while reading: the city by the 1975, dancing with our hands tied by taylor swift, all i wanted by paramore, you were beautiful by day6, black eye by vernon hehe

note: I loved tf out of vernon’s black eye as soon as I heard it and it reawakened my pop/punk/rock tendencies so I wrote something. please enjoy the feels <3

*I have already written and edited this entire series. one chapter will be released every day at 5pm EST, and i will make sure to keep this ml and any other links up to date as each chapter comes out*

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https://youtube.com/shorts/nroG8JPGvB0?feature=share

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IN THE SOOP SVT #2 Episode 01. BONUS:

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an ode to lee jihoon, world’s cutest loser <3

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SEVENTEEN as tumblr text posts

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sorry for being so cute~~