mongniel

[mongniel]

santa baby

member: ong seongwu genre: fluff, comedy summary: you take your baby cousin to the mall to take a photo with santa only to find out that the mall santa was someone you knew. a/n: hi i know this is super random, but here’s an unfinished scenario i wrote and found in my drafts from idek how long ago..... LMAO ok byeeee

you’re carrying your baby cousin on your back, making your way into the mall. she was beyond excited about seeing santa for the first time. she was five and her parents (your aunt and uncle) had tight schedules during this time of the year. you started babysitting her this year, and she grew an attachment to you. 

she’s heard many stories about santa and how he leaves gifts for good people around the world. the last few weeks you’ve witnessed her cleaning up after herself, brushing her teeth after every meal herself, and eating all her veggies. it was a miracle itself that broccoli went down her throat.

“i was a good girl so santa is going to get me the my little pony that i want, right?” she asked you as she hugged your neck even tighter at the thought.

you smiled and nodded, “yup! santa gives gifts to good kids and his elf asked me whether you’ve been good.”

“really? you told him how i ate broccoli right?” she was enthusiastic as her little feet started kicking.

“i told him all about that and how you clean up after playing your toys now,” you told her.

“you’re the best. i love you,” she snuggled against your cheeks before planting at kiss on it.

“i love you too,” you chuckled.

“say what do you want for christmas? does santa know?” she asked you, “you should sit on santa’s lap with me and ask. good people get gifts right? you’re so good! you’re like earth’s angel.”

you laughed even louder. what was she saying? “i’m not earth’s angel, honey,” you told her but she only disagreed even more. 

“you have to sit on santa’s lap and tell him what you want. please, for me?” she pouted and gripped onto your shirt, begging you.

you agreed only to get her to stop attempting to choke you with your own shirt, but when santa was in view point, she began jumping up and down on your back. tears almost filled her eyes as she was overwhelmed with so much excitement. she was almost like a fangirl seeing her idol for the first time, a sight you might be seeing when she gets older.

when you put her down, she started running to santa. luckily, santa’s shop wasn’t open for business yet and there wasn’t a line, but it wasn’t good that she was running off on her own. by the time you got to her, her arm was already clinging onto santa’s leg. 

“santa! it’s me,” she cheered.

“ho! ho! ho! look who we have here,” santa smiled down at her and picked her up.

“i’m so sorry, san––” you stopped and almost choked when you saw his face when he turned around to look at you, “oh my god?”

what the hell was ong seongwu doing in a santa costume? isn’t he... i don’t know too young looking?

“y/n?” ‘santa’ called your name in his out of character vocals and he quickly caught himself, “i mean, ahem, y/n?”

“wow, y/n! you know santa? i can’t believe this!” she cried out and hugged him even tighter, “i didn’t believe her but you even know their name. i’m so happy.”

“of course. i know all the good boys and girls and all the naughty ones too,” he said as he glanced over to you with a smug look, to which you rolled your eyes at.

seongwu was always like this, making small remarks only to get you annoyed. he’d say it’s not his fault that you were just so easy to tease, because... you were. you don’t know how to react to most of the things he say to you. 

[mongniel]

I just read wrong number and I can't stop blushing. HOW DO YOU WRITE SO WELL? I WAS LEGIT FANGIRLING ON THE FLOOR SMH TEACH ME YOUR WAYS

holy shit people still read my fanfics? LMAO THAT WAS LITERALLY MY FIRST EVER THING I WROTE ON THIS BLOG

[mongniel]

guys why do i want to write for daniel again after like a year??? and wanna one ain’t even wanna one no more 🤧🙃

[mongniel]

jihoon’s giant puppy daniel 🐶

[mongniel]

ive been watching a lot of shark tank so when you said “and for that” i automatically said outloud “i’m out.”

wanna one gave me my best friend, and for that, i’ll be forever grateful. love u @mongniel even if u get me into weird adventures sometimes 🥰❤️

[mongniel]

You hoe i thought you died omg

what if i am 🤔

[mongniel]

hello 👀

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damn ariane reached celebrity status here

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[mongniel]

Who are you

Ong Seongwu | Asymptote [Soulmate!AU] | Next Time

prompt: no one ever said you had to end up with your soulmate.

note: this is 2/11 of an angst series i am working on titled “asymptote” - it refers to a value that one gets closer and closer to, but never actually reaches. in this series, you get as close as you can to your soulmate, but that is not enough for a happy ending.

note #2: this specific story will have an alternate ending! i started writing it with that ending in mind, but i became inspired to include it in my asymptote series because the plot is quite fitting for it. i hope you enjoy reading nevertheless!

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11

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In the first life, you saw him at the port. 

You were attempting to bargain with the sellers for food, hoping to feed your aging parents for the night. Loud noises turned your head from the basket of bread to the boats, where boxes were being shuffled around.

You could hear a laugh. It left your chest with a strange sensation, something akin to hope. Hope was something unheard of for someone of your life and you knew you needed to follow the force that was making you feel this way. 

From afar, you could see a gentleman’s back. You watched as he tipped his hat to a few people and walked towards the biggest ship. You tore yourself away from the market area and scurried to the boat. Water and an inability to swim, however, proved to be bigger boundaries than expected. All you could do was look up.

Another male came out of one of the ship’s grand doors, his eyes searching the incoming stream of the rich and famous until they landed on your mystery man. The former laughed cheerily and practically skipped to him, giving your hope personified an energetic handshake. 

You could make out some words by reading the man’s lips: apparently this new man was the owner of the ship and was delighted to welcome the gentleman aboard. However, as hard as you tried, you just couldn’t seem to get a glance of your mystery man’s face. The two men exchanged a brief hug and then walked further into the ship.

There he was, on a ship to a world you wouldn’t even let yourself dream of. You didn’t see his face then, but as he turned to the city for one last look, the sunlight shone on three little beauty marks that practically glowed to get your attention. Closing your eyes, you allowed the tiny dots to imprint their image in your mind for the rest of your lifetime.

That life passed rather uneventfully and you were onto the next. It flew by but time seemed to slow down the second you brought your sibling to the hospital for a harsh cough. 

He was your sibling’s attending doctor. He worked at the hospital. Finally, you thought to yourself, we’ll end up together in this life. He had no reason to leave this time.

—

But you did.

Soon enough, you got the infection that took your sibling’s life. Your doctor, your beautiful, beautiful doctor, asked if you wanted to be discharged so you could pass away in the place of your choosing.

“Sure,” you had answered, “but only if you’re next to me as I go.”

He didn’t want to attach himself. But he also knew there was something about the way you looked at him that made him try his hardest to save you. He worked day and night, trying desperately to discover the cure for your illness. His fellow doctors praised him for his dedication to humanity, but they had no idea that he could not care less for anyone other than you.

Time was no friend of his in that life. But as you held his cheek in your palm for the first and last time, your thumb lightly caressing his constellation, he whispered that it’d be his turn to look for you next.

And so he did, dating recklessly in order to feel even an ounce of what you made him feel in the few days you spent together. By 30 years old, he had given up that dream, hoping that he’d find you in another life. He married and started a family, wondering if the next version of him would be luckier than himself.

When his wife entered labor unexpectedly, her original doctor was out of town. Quite honestly, he always thought that doctor was too rude and careless anyway. But the replacement left him too distracted to even pay attention to the birth of his second child.

As his wife screamed cries of agony, probably cursing his name, all he could do was watch your eyes peeking from your surgical mask. You were so focused, so beautiful. The moment you entered the room, that feeling he had tried so hard to recreate came back in full force. When you introduced yourself, he saw how you recognized him by the way your eyes traced his moles. 

You had found each other once more.

While the nurses attended to his wife, you personally handed him his freshly cleaned newborn. But, as shameful as it is to admit it, the slight brush of your hand against his as you gently placed his baby girl into his arms was what made his world finally feel complete.

His wife was busying herself with their newborn when he finally got the chance to talk to you. He chased after you after you bowed your goodbye, not willing to let you go just yet. “Excuse me!” He called out and you tried to ignore him, you really did, but the pull of your bond stopped your feet before you could tell them to go on.

You slowly turned around and met his eyes for yet another first time. “Is there something wrong with your wife?” You didn’t mean for the words to sound so biting, but you couldn’t help but feel bitter. You had been searching for him for years, even taking up a job as a doctor in the case that you’d find him in the hospital in this life instead. And you did - but not under the circumstances you wanted.

“No, uh,” Ong stuttered, “She’s fine. I just wanted to talk? I have some questions that I wanted to ask you.”

“Your child is doing okay too?”

“Of course, she’s beautiful.”

Maybe it was something in his voice when he said that - so soft, yet so loving. Your bitterness started to seep away and you felt your heart constrict as it turned into pure longing. You wondered if maybe in the next life it would be used to describe your own child.

As you were getting lost in your own thoughts, Ong reached out to gently shake your arm to get your attention. The feeling that sparked through your body at that touch shot memories of your previous lives through your mind.

“Are you okay though? I think you know who I am…”

“…You’re Ong Seongwu.”

“I am…”

“And you have a wife and children.”

The eyes that you had seen light up so confidently in every other life wavered at your words. He knew that it was wrong to feel such longing for you. He knew that it was selfish to want to abandon everything he knew in that life to pursue the one he had been looking for centuries with you. But you also understood his pain. You also wished that this wasn’t how things went.

“Yeah, and I know who you are too.”

“…I’m your wife’s doctor. And I’m about to take my lunch break, so if you’ll excuse me…”

“Okay, maybe next time then.” He stared at you in a way you wished you could understand.

You gave a sad smile and stared at his constellation, closing your eyes briefly. You made a wish on the stars adorning his cheek, your moments together always did fly by quicker than any shooting star.

When you opened your eyes again, all you could see was his back as he returned to a life without you while your wish replayed in your head,

“Please let it be next time.”

[mongniel]

Tbh although the old writers/original ones don’t write much anymore,, there are tons of new ones if you check the tag! I’d admit it still is a little dry though, you aren’t wrong... but you’re still an amazing writer and I always look forward to your works! 💕

lol i havent seen much in the tags that caught my eye. like you said, still quite dry :( thanks for the support though!!

[mongniel]

icb daniel got a cat the same time as me and his is a girl and mine is a boy. theyre both smol kittens too. this timing.....

[mongniel]

부산댄스학원 // 강다니엘 박우진 크레이지 서퍼스//

[mongniel]

Yes I still read wanna one fics, I came to tumblr if I have free time and when I feel tired of my real life I came here to read their fics but sadly wanna one fic is so dry here :(

lol wanna one fics have been so dry like basically not even existing... its kind of sad :(

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HELL YES PEOPLE READ EM STILL AND IM ESPECIALLY WAITING FOR URS no rush though, just luv ur writing (‘:

omg what did i do to deserve great readers 😩

[mongniel]

yes!!! people still read w1 fics!!! especially urs hehehe 💖patiently waiting for more of ur fics!!!! have a nice day~

omg this is late but thank you so much for your support and much much much love!!!! 💘💘

[mongniel]

kitten pics kitten pics kitten pics pllllzzzzzz

i tagged you!

[mongniel]

@ongnable this is my cat 💕 hes only like five weeks here! he’s a few weeks older and a bit bigger now!