In which a future doctor, named Moonbyul, tries her best at living.

Yongsun likes Hyejin Hyejin likes Wheein Wheein likes Byulyi Byulyi likes Yongsun What happens to Mamamoo then?

When I got out of bed and walked into the kitchen, I was surprised to see a pretty girls cooking breakfast of bacon and eggs, “Who are you?” I asked, and she threw the same question?

Moonbyul a third year college student studying Bachelor in Fine Arts, while Solar is a graduating college student who's also under the same department. They met at a gathering party between juniors and seniors at their University. Two people suddenly crosses paths, where will it take them?

Ah, the wedding day... White dress. Crisp Tux Something blue... and something borrowed...

underrated byultae/taestar fic aka the fic you never knew you need - until now.   This will be a pure 100% fluff story with some [M] in it maybe or most likely. (But don't worry, if there'll be any at all it'll be marked for that chapter if there is any, so you can skip it if you don't want to read it btw)   ---NOTE: Also, if you're a hardcore moonsun or other tae/moon shipper,

Moonbyul had waited, 5 years. She's been dreaming about old memories, wondering about the girl's well-being and dreaming about their promise. A promise that may have gotten them together when one day, a transferred student got into her class and small memories start to appear little by little.   That's promise 5 years ago, would they still remember them?

Moonsun being soft with each other one shot drabbles. 

One shots about Moon Byulyi and Kim Yongsun 

Byul lives a very introverted life, struggling with the desire to change something and make life more enjoyable, but feeling stuck instead. She pities herself, thinking she's unable to be happy... Until she meets someone, who manages to brighten up her life, breaking into her depressed mind like a warm spring wind into the dying winter. But will that someone ever be happy too? And was she, ever?

“Noona….” Xiumin croaked unsteadily. “Hey bro, watsups?” Moonbyul flipped her silver luscious hair with one hand while another flipping the thick pile of papers in a file labelled “FBI Highly confidential” and her eyes narrowed and struck on the screen intensively.  “I met with an accident…” “WHAT!” Moonbyul almost fell from her chair if not for her agility. “Noona, I am ok, but I need your help.” Xiumin’s voice is a little shakily. “What nonsense are y

Necesito practicar y creo que me dedicaré a hacer fanfic en vacaciones como tarea jajaja   

Just a few different one shots of Mamamoo as a family. Papa Byul, Mama Yongsun and the Big sis Wheein and Baby Hyejin.  Yes I am making an age difference between Hwasa and Wheein for these stories because I feel like it would work better.