this took so long to do, but i hope it was worth it
Taeil
“Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted.”
Johnny
“If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.”
Taeyong
“I like people too much or not at all. I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.”
Yuta
“Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.”
Kun
“I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am.”
Doyoung
“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.”
Ten
“And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”
Jaehyun
“Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.”
WinWin
“If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression of something beautiful, but annihilating.”
Jungwoo
“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, ‘This is what it is to be happy’.”
Lucas
“Kiss me and you will see how important I am.”
Mark
“There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won’t cure, but I don’t know many of them.”
Renjun
“How we need another soul to cling to.”
Jeno
“We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.”
Haechan
“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.”
Jaemin
“I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.”
Chenle
“I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.”
Jisung
“Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.”
been in kind of a funk lately, hope it doesn’t last long
i know it’s still like a month til autumn starts but it’s my favorite season and i’m looking forward to it so here we go
Taeil
“At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds. Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost.” (Rainer Maria Rilke)
Johnny
“There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.” (Joe L. Wheeler)
Taeyong
“He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen came into his dreams.” (JRR Tolkien)
Yuta
“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.“ (John Donne)
Kun
“Love the trees until their leaves fall off, then encourage them to try again next year.” (Chad Sugg)
Doyoung
“And all at once summer collapsed into fall.” (Oscar Wilde)
Ten
“Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they’re falling like they’re falling in love with the ground.” (Andrea Gibson)
Jaehyun
“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.” (Jim Bishop)
WinWin
“Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple.” (JK Rowling)
Jungwoo
“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.” (Lauren DeStefano)
Lucas
“Why is summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad?” (Dodie Smith)
Mark
“Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.” (Truman Capote)
Renjun
“Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!” (Humbert Wolfe)
Jeno
“Autumn is as joyful and sweet as an untimely end.” (Rémy de Gourmont)
Haechan
“Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower.” (Albert Camus)
Jaemin
“I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house.” (Nathaniel Hawthorne)
Chenle
“Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile.” (John Howard Bryant)
Jisung
“Don’t you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address.” (Nora Ephron)
my junior year of uni starts next week so uploading will probably become more sporadic than it already is, if that’s even possible lol
A/N:So proud of the boys for breaking records with Hot Sauce Also, Eid Mubarak to all who celebrate!
Renjun is ashamed to be surprised, but his friends remain true to their word.
That night, Renjun slept for what he’s sure was a good fourteen hours. Because by the time he woke, it was way in the afternoon. Jaemin was already back from his shift and Jeno was almost halfway through his. Jisung had insisted that Renjun get some more rest before he had to take over. It was a tiny bit disconcerting to have Jisung hovering over him the entire day to make sure he was eating and feeling okay, but Renjun had to admit–this was exactly what he needed. He didn’t like who he was when he was alone.
The boys had apparently even created a dedicated group chat where they would post updates and a list of things that were required at the hospital. Not that there was much required, anyway. But the boys would make sure that at the very least, Renjun’s mom had fresh clothes and home cooked food everyday while she couldn’t get out herself. Jaemin had even taken Renjun’s phone and gotten it fixed so he at least had a proper screen instead of a cracked one.
➞SUMMARY | “renjun fell in love with the sea, even if he has never seen it in his life.”
↳ PAIRING | prince!huang renjun x gn!reader.
↳ WORD COUNT | 1.6k words.
↳ GENRE | fantasy!au.
↳ TW | mentions of the sea. mentions of drowning.
➞ A/N | i decided to adapt this writing (find the original here) for renjun because,,, idk, i think this concept fits him well (and i love that pic of him so i just HAD to use it) KDKSJ. anyways! feedback is always welcomed and very much appreciated!! i fell in love with this drabble so i hope you like it as much as i do. without further ado, enjoy! (this is not proofread)
pairing:stranger!renjun x gn!reader |genre: angst | word count: 353
You couldn’t help but stare at the stranger in your summer art class. He sat across the table from you, and he was gorgeous.
He had the deepest brown eyes you’d ever seen, which sparkled with mischief when he smiled and caused butterflies in your stomach when he glanced at you.
He had a beautiful smile, his top canines slightly crooked, but the imperfection seemed to suit him perfectly. He lit up the whole room when he smiled, and you couldn’t find the power to look away.
You were absolutely in love with his laugh. The way he threw his head back and laughed — really laughed, not just a small chuckle — made you feel so comfortable. You were so amazed that he could laugh so loudly and so strongly without feeling embarrassed, and you found yourself giggling along with him more times than you realised.
He had introduced himself as Renjun on the first day of class, extending out his hand for you to shake, a spark running up your arm at the touch. You found out watercolour painting was his favourite — he loved how the paint seemed to have a mind of its own as it swirled along his paper.
When you were tasked to paint a portrait, there was only one person beautiful enough you wanted to capture in an artwork, although you could argue that he was already artwork himself. You studied the lines of his face every lesson, making sure you didn’t get a single feature wrong. The art teacher came along and stated it was the prettiest portrait she’d seen in a long time.
At the end of the term, as your art class was finishing, you intended to talk to Renjun — to ask for his number and whether he wanted to catch up outside of class. You packed up your equipment and when you looked back up, he had left.
You tried to search him up online, but there was no trace of him. You pinned the portrait you’d painted to your wall, the only remnant of the stranger who had stolen your heart that one summer.
