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    Solar is fifteen and has spent a good chunk of her life running around battling mythological monsters, outsmarting powerful gods, saving the world and generally being the ideal demigod, the Fates has weaved the tapestry of her destiny to be. As Solar continues to face n
You were made for Yongsun â youâre very certain of this with each exhale of her sweet breath against your lips that sends you reeling. But she wasn't made for you. And itâs evident in the way she desperately kisses you like youâre someone else.
Reincarnation!AU for Moonsun  Throughout the many cultures and countries, there are countless of legends pertaining to love in circulation. Most people merely brush them aside as silly, idealistic stories, yet some people do yearn for such things to be true. Perhaps, they secretly wish that they too, could experience the beauty and the joy of such a heartwarming legend. Kim Yongsun was one such person. However, something that she did not realise, was that sh
they said it helped to write things down, so yongsun decides to archive her feelings in five letters, to herself. a story to help when life hits you hard.
The moon never stops chasing after the sun.
Even when it's the coldest winter... her sweet words, her sweet smile, it's all enough to make me warm. She gives me strength, she's my muse, without her beauty my inspiration would be gone. Thank you for being beautiful, Kim Yongsun.
A short story about regrets and not having enough courage to pursue one's love, in the viewpoint of both parties involved. Author's note: This is my first time writing, please spare my mistakes and sorry if it was boring. :'-)
One night while talking on the phone with Wheein, Hyejin abruptly ends the call on a bad note and goes unreachable for around two hours. Wheein worries about her love and looks for her everywhere. She seeks the help of Moonbyul and Yongsun who help look for her and the night ends with reminiscing old memories and many more.Â
Being the leader, Yongsun is used to knowing almost everything that goes on in her group. But when she realizes she's out of the loop about Something, she doesn't quite know how to go about it. She just wants to know why Byulyi isn't getting enough sleep and why things feel weird within the group.
Witches are undying creatures and human-beings wither as time passes. - "You told me not to fall in love with a witch. How could I not?"
Kim Yongsun never knew her life would change drastically after all the hassle and self denial when she got her acceptance letter in a wizarding school. Turns out in her seventh year as a Hogwarts students, the real turning points just about to begin. All because of a stupid tournament, but mostly because of Byulyi. Hogwarts / Triwizard tounaments AU!
Based on a Tumblr post. | Where Yongsun insists her girlfriend to have a date and although Byulyi would rather stay at home and chill, she still agreed to her girlfriend's wish anyway because let's face it, Moon Byulyi is whipped for Kim Yongsun.
Kim Yong-Sun has never believed in love, but with eight cats to care for, she is never alone: how could she possibly have time for a man? What is more, all her relationships seem to fail miserably, the most curious thing being that they never make it past the first date at home. Tssss. They just lack courage.
"Yes Mr. CEO! I'm on my way now! I'll be there by 10!" Said a lady on her phone while rushing to the parking lot to get into her car. She has a dark, short, silky hair, wearing a very chic patterned checkered suit and a match wide-leg trousers, with a Hermes Birkin purse and a shade on. A classic yet elegant lady. Not to forget, her cute dimple on her right cheek, that'll pop out whenever she speaks, smiles or laughs, that loved by everyone whoever laid their eyes on the cutest thing ever.
Moon Byulyi was only 10 years old when her mother left their family. Since then her father's relationship with her crumbled. She was ignored and treated differently and her father focused on his company. She gets what she wants with her father's wealth, however, what she really needed was nowhere. Years have passed and Moonbyul grew up to be an independent woman who have manifested to pursue her dreams instead of relying on her father's company. Throughout her endeavor, she was much more insp
Something has been concerning the group's maknae and no one beside Wheein seem to notice that. Which is expected, given how attentive she is toward the younger woman. Â (With Moonsun on the side)
19-year-old Kang Seulgi wanted nothing more than to get permission from her parents to play basketball, even if it means that she has to cut her hair, move to Seoul, and hide behind the identity of her 21-year old brother. But never did she expect for music prodigy, Bae Joohyun, to fall in love with her.  What will happen when Joohyun finds out that the boy that she is crushing on is actually a girl?Â
"This is stupid....how can I possibly like someone I've never met before?" Meet Moonbyul, a nerd game developer who's interest only involves the word "games". Her motto in life is "Games comes first, everything else comes second." She thinks her life is complete, as long as she had games. Little did she know that her own world is about to become a mess because of someone...Solar.Â
Solar, a sharp shooter who's never missed her target. Known as the "Reaper", once you become her target, you can say goodbye to the world. But what would happen when Moonbyul becomes her next target? A racer who's never lost any race and the only heir to a multibillionnaire company, Moon corporation and the girl she's sworn to protect.Â
SOLAR, A BEAUTIFUL GIRL BUT HAS ZERO FRIENDS AND HAS NO FAMILY TO RELY ON NOWÂ LIKES TO TALK TO THE MOON ABOUT HER WORRIES EVERYNIGHT. WHAT IF THE MOON COMES DOWN TO GREET HER? WILL SHE PUSH THE MOON AWAY OR LET THE MOON STAY WITH HER TILL THE END OF TIME. Â
  If I breathe you in and you breathe me out, I swear we can breathe forever. I swear Iâll find summer in your winter and spring in your autumn and always, hands at the ends of your fingers, arms at the ends of your shoulders and I swear, when we run out of forever, when we run out of air, your name will be the last word t
An anti-social chabeol daughter , Moonbyul lives her 24 years life with her strict parents which for them reputation and wealth are the most important in their life. As the only successor of Moonstar Group, she was ordered by her parents to engage to the only son of Choi family, Minho. As the return of this engagement order, Moonbyul ask her parents to let her move out from their family house to live her life alone before she become Mrs. Choi for Minho. Meanwhile a totally typical off
Moonbyul x Solar timeline Moonbyul POV: You know that place between sleeping and being awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? Thatâs where Iâll always think of you. Iâm stuck in a time warp, because I always thought you were the prettiest thing alive when we first met; when you were 21 and I was 20, both unarmed against the world. You still look the same. I then develop an eerie habit to check and double check for reminders that I did not dream what happene
Another one shot... It has been awhile since I wrote one. A great Idea just came to mind and yeah.. Here it goes.
This is the closure. Â This will be the end. Â
Moonbyul is desperate; desperate in running away from everything especially Kim Yongsun, even if she's already tired.
Very short fics. AÂ childish mess of drabble which I drafted quite a long time ago. Â
who knew heartbreak could be so real? (minor mention of eric nam) (slight blood tw)
Solar was trying to be the perfect girlfriend, but sometimes things just don't go the way she wants it to.
"What is Moonbyul to you?" "Sister." "What is Solar to you?" "Soulmate." She doesn't know what to call exactly, her friendship with Moonbyul, but she knows that it's special - both to Moonbyul and her. "What are you to each other?" "Home."
A collection of Moonsun oneshots and drabbles.
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