10 things that i wrote that i am proud of

not including rp replies bc that would be literally impossible to go back and find so... here we go. all of these are wips and i barely have anything published anymore so... here we go : D also these are all on aff because... idk how to use any other site lol

1. Jongin was the intruder on the best friends. The three have known each other since they were children, having been neighbors to each other. They were all born into wizarding families, and Jongin was just the opposite.

2. Baekhyun smacked his hands against the railing of his ship, grunting in frustration. His raven black hair was tousled with sweat, and the sweat coated his body like a second skin. Even for the ocean breeze, he felt hot, and maybe that was because the blazing hot fire was just right in his face. 
 Baekhyun quickly his heel, firing blades of hot fire in front of him. The effort was useless, however, since he was quickly countered with fire at his face. He was lucky he had quick reflexes despite his weak technique. He was quick to step right and out of the way, dodging the flames.

3. Yoona's grin stretched across her face, and Sooyoung stepped back, a bit. "This is marvelous!" She exclaimed, reaching forward and grasping onto the other's shoulders, her tight grip creating a scratch in the paint of Sooyoung's skin. "I always wanted, ever since I was a kid, to examine a human! One I get to kill myself!"
   "H-Humans?" Sooyoung jutted her chin out slightly, leaning towards , completely mortified. 

4. His head spun, as if he was sick from a fever and his blood burned, and he couldn't even walk properly. It hurt whenever he'd look sharply at an object. It was as if a sickness had washed over him, and he was feeling like he should be in bed. Resting. Completely torn apart from the world. 

But he couldn't do that. 

He had to continue on. He needed to stay humane, as much as his mind, his head, wanted him not to. 

5. That was the indicators that made the Princess who she was. No one questioned it, but that's what made her the Princess. The pale of the Moon's surface, yet yellow like the golden sun, and blue like the water that ran through the Earth. Her slight fingers ran circles and drew whimsical shapes on the silver marble of the column.

6. Jongdae hadn’t any sleep last night. He stayed awake, despite promising Lay he would get extra sleep tonight, what with the journey of his life coming to him. Jongdae might die today, and he only just thought of that. He might die today, he may have died yesterday, and he might die tomorrow. It was an annoying thought as if it would tear him apart, one by one.

7. "Why can't Minseok do it, then? He's full-Kayrian as well. He's way more capable than I am. All I have is speed and my striking good-looks," Kris rolled his eyes. "Minseok has his brain, his fighting skills, and have you seen his arms? I mean, mine is great, but I had struggles carrying that big sword of yours." Jongdae huffed. "Why do I have to do this?”

8. Soojung hummed, obviously content in their little penguin huddle. "My wife is so warm." 

"You wish I was your wife!"

"Everyday, babe."

Seulgi rolled her eyes again and moved away...

9. Daffodils ordained the luscious, green, gardens. If it wasn't daffodils, it was sunflowers, and if it wasn't sunflowers, it was yellow roses. The flowers all had a specific colour tone to them, and that was yellow. Jongdae never really said why, but yellow was the main theme of his garden. He never questioned why he chose those specific flowers, but it was what covered the place.

10. Waking up next to Park Chanyeol had lost all of it's excitement. All the warmth and happiness and kisses had washed away. Seeing his serene face of slumber and tousled hair had made Jongin's face contort into a smile, and press kisses along his neck and jaw, waking up to him grumbling and nuzzling into Jongin's neck. Complaining about not wanting to get up and staying in the warm embraces they shared with each other, that was how it started out.

Jongin loves waking up next to Chanyeol, it's something he finds to be quite calming and almost reminiscent. This is sometimes, however, when he's not waking up to him breathing down his neck or his large body sleeping on his limbs.

yea

self love yo

ALL OF YOU WRITE BEAUTIFULLY. THERE I SAID IT.

i also write a lot of exo? lmao