Faulkner & Playlist!

faulkner & playlist!

faulkner: what tropes do you LOVE writing? which ones are your guilty pleasure?

i don’t exactly know what tropes mean but i assume it’s an expression...

i feel like i use, “... they couldn’t help but...” but i try not to repeat that so my work isn’t overly repetitive.

as of my guilty pleasures for writing... i truly enjoy writing cutesy and lovey dovey shit. i’m also trying to write more angsty stuff but i don’t feel adequate enough to post it.

playlist: what kind of music/songs help you write? do you have a writing playlist?

depends on what i’m writing, if i’m drafting angsty shit i’m probably listening to billie eilish or mellow songs (if you’d like a playlist lmk!).

if i’m writing fluffy things then maybe nct dream, got7, lullaby era mainly...

if i’m just drafting whatever i feel like the music varies drastically, from pinegrove to snoh aalegra to sza and etc.

imma need got7 to call my name bc imma be calling theirs for the next couple weeks

distance isn’t going to make me stop loving you. [repost]

warning: unprotected sex, dirty talk, and a little bit of choking.

a/n: this is my first smut and I hope it is alright.

you and bang chan used to be really close friends in high school, some would mistake you two for a couple. sadly, you two never got together due to him being a hard-working trainee and you working on your art portfolio for college. it was quite difficult for both of you to hang out since you were an early bird while chan was a night owl. luckily you two still found a little bit of time to keep in contact, whether it be a phone call or a small coffee break.

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and shownu you're loved by monbebes forever and always please never forget that

i though this week, this year, couldn’t get any worse...

i hope starship fights for you, 호석...

monbebes need you, monsta x needs you, the world needs you.

i wish you the best.

사랑해 신호걱. 정말 감사합니다.

[22:47]

“y/n, go to sleep.”

“you can’t make me.”

suddenly, your body was picked up and dropped you onto the couch where you and jae spent countless of hours playing video games.

“jae, i have stuff to finish.”

“and i need a nap, so sleep.”