#takipsilim fic

[daphnefisherofficial]

Latest chapter update to bugna: takipsilim (destiny's twilight) will be posted tomorrow. How do you like that latest cliffhanger, ladies and gents? 😏🤭😌🫶🙌

Also, I'm super excited to let you see the upcoming book cover of this fic I've commissioned from an artist friend. Hope everyone likes the moon boys and Mira here. 🤭😍🤗

If you like her art style, do consider to commission her, or you can follow her on Instagram @lindsaynid_arts so that you can see more of her work.

See you on tomorrow's update! 😍🫶

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[mundivagantsoul]

Hello @mundivagantsoul. Saw your ASK post and here I am. Hope we could be moots 🤭😌🙏

I've read the first chapter of your fic, and I'm super hooked. Will not pressure you for an update, don't worry, but I just wanna ask how the idea of your fic came to be and what made you decide to write it? 😊💞

Omg hello!! Thank you for your ask and kind words 🥹💗 I really appreciate them and not pressuring for an update! Ofc the one time I start writing is when I’m slammed at school 🤦‍♀️ I would be honoured to be your moot! I’m currently reading your “bugna: TAKIPSILIM | destiny's twilight” and I’m completely ensnared by the story and lore! Your writing style is so authentic and I adore every scene you write.

To anyone who hasn’t read it go check it out!

As for the fic, the idea came to me a few months ago. I myself work at a bookstore and found that I’d spend my shifts thinking about the moon boys (like a normal human being) and what working with them would be like. Certain scenarios and head canons stuck with me so I decided to write them down and voilà! Bookshopist moon boys was born 🤍

#asks #pls talk to me i’m bored #and wanna get to know you guys #replying to lovely ppl

[takipsilim88116]

Steps to Forever

Even in his wildest fantasies, Mes never thought that this would happen to him. 

Or,

(A snippet of Mes and Thun’s life after the season finale.)

Tags: Mes Wongsakorn Thanarunsiri/Thun Thunyakorn, Post-Canon, Introspection, Established Relationship, Romantic Fluff, Romance, Fluff, Marriage Proposal, Domestic Fluff, Love Transcends All Boundaries

Read on ArchiveofOurOwn: Link

Notes:

I recently finished watching He’s Coming To Me and I must say that it’s definitely one of my most favorite BL series. The story touched my heart so much.

This fic is Post-Canon, vaguely set a few years after the end of Episode 8. Crossposted on ArchiveofOurOwn under TakipSilim.

Please excuse any grammatical errors and I hope you enjoy!

Steps to Forever 

Even in his wildest fantasies, Mes never thought that this would happen to him. 

On some days, he wondered if all of this was just an elaborate dream—that in reality, he was still stuck in the cemetery, aimlessly listening to a repeating soundtrack and wondering why none of his relatives ever bothered to visit him. As he had been unable to leave the cemetery at all then, Mes had been resigned to the fact that he was going to spend the rest of his time doing that exact routine while waiting for his turn at reincarnation. 

However, things changed for Mes when Thun saw and left candies on his unmaintained grave. Suddenly, all Mes could feel was hope—hope that there was finally someone who could see and hear him and converse with him, even if it was only once a year during the QingMing Festival. He always looked forward to seeing the younger boy because despite having A’Ngoon and P’Jeng’s friendship, Mes was still a very lonely ghost. Thun eased some of that loneliness with his smiles and his stories and his offerings of Mes’ favorite foods. Mes had resolved that he would learn to be content with just that—enjoying Thun’s company, no matter how brief it was.

But then, Thun had brought Mes out of the cemetery and had driven him around in his car, showing him the sights and sceneries he had missed these past twenty years. 

But then, Thun had told Mes that the reason he hadn’t been able to reincarnate yet was because Mes hadn’t died from a heart attack but from something else.

But then, Thun had invited Mes to live with him while they had searched for the real reason Mes passed away because Thun had wanted to help him reincarnate.

And in living and spending even more time together, Mes discovered that Thun was kind and attentive and clever and cheeky and mischievous and he couldn’t help but be endeared. He couldn’t help but want more, and foolishly hope for more. Thun was a breath of fresh air, a source of joy to him. Despite being dead for over twenty years, Mes felt alive whenever he was with the other man. 

It was painful, but Mes had to constantly remind himself that a deeper relationship between the two of them would never be possible. He had to constantly remind himself that he was already dead, and that Thun was only helping him out of pity. When the secrets surrounding his identity slowly unravelled, Mes found that he had even less reason to pursue a relationship with the only person he ever fell in love with. It didn’t matter that he knew Thun felt the same way towards him—a ghost and a human could never be together. 

But Thun was stubborn and brave and unwavering in his love for Mes, and Mes realized he never really stood a chance against Thun. Mes allowed himself to fall even deeper in love with the young man who easily became his world.

And somehow, against all odds and circumstances and expectations, they were still together now. Even in his wildest fantasies, Mes never thought that this would happen to him. On some days, he wondered if all of this was just an elaborate dream that his mind had conjured to help with his loneliness.

Beside him, Thun mumbles incoherently and it makes him smile. If anything, Mes thinks, this is his proof that all of this is real. Thun is right next to him on their shared bed, and he’s close enough that Mes can feel the warmth radiating off his body.

As if aware that Mes is thinking of him, Thun turns in his sleep to face him. Blindly reaching out, Thun manages to place a hand on Mes’ waist, pulling him even closer and maneuvering himself so that he ends up pillowed against Mes’ shoulder. Fondness surges up his chest at Thun’s sleepy display of affection.

“Why are you still awake, P’Mes?” he asks in a scratchy voice.

Running his fingers through Thun’s hair, Mes replies, “Ghosts don’t need sleep.”

Thun hums. “Yeah, but you like to sleep.” He lifts his head and looks at Mes. “What are you thinking of, P’Mes?”

He lets his fingers travel from Thun’s hair down to his back, tracing the curve of his spine and smiling when he feels the other man shiver. “I was thinking of you,” Mes answers softly.

Thun chuckles. “Am I that irresistible to you, P’?”

He doesn’t miss a beat. “You know you are.”

Unexpectedly, Mes’ honest reply makes Thun bury his face on his chest. “P’,” he whines. 

“Did I make you shy, Thun?” he teases. When Thun raises his head, Mes sees that his eyes are twinkling. 

“I didn’t think that P’ could be so shameless,” he says, “where did my good and sweet P’Mes go, huh?” 

Mes resumes running his fingers up and down Thun’s back slowly. “I never said that I was a good boy to begin with,” he whispers. Thun’s breath hitches when Mes lets his hand travel even lower. “Shall I show you just what I mean?”

“P’Mes!” Thun half-laughs, half-gasps, scandalized by the implication. Mes can’t help but laugh out loud and soon, Thun joins him. The sound of their laughter fills the room for a good minute and it’s something Mes wants to hear for as long as he is able to.

“I’ll stop, I’ll stop,” Mes concedes, “you need to sleep some more. You said we’re going somewhere again tomorrow.”

(Thun made it his personal mission to take Mes out on road trips as often as he could. He had claimed that he wanted Mes to have the opportunity to visit all of the places he wasn’t able to when he was still alive. 

“But of course,” Thun had added with a grin, “I just want to have another reason to spend even more time with you, P’Mes.”

Mes’ heart had swelled with fondness for him and he had proceeded to hug Thun tightly.) 

Nodding, Thun begins to make himself comfortable on the bed. “Cuddle me to sleep, P’Mes?” he requests. Acquiescing, Mes wraps his arms around Thun, relishing the feeling of their bodies pressed together.

(It will never get tiring, Mes thinks, this feeling of holding Thun and being held by Thun. He had spent so many years without physical contact that any sort of touch from Thun—the person he loves the most—is welcome.) 

In no time, both of them fall into an easy sleep.

)+( 

They’ve been on the road for roughly an hour now. 

(Mes doesn’t know where they’re headed to. No amount of pleading or pouting from him made Thun tell him where he planned on taking them. “It’s a surprise, P’Mes,” Thun had answered every single time Mes asked. “You’ll see when we get there.” 

Mes had pouted some more, but all it did was make Thun kiss his cheek.) 

“How much farther, Thun?” he asks.

Glancing at Mes for a brief moment, Thun lets a small smile curve up his lips. “Just a bit more, P’,” he replies cheerfully. 

True to his word, they reach their destination within a few minutes. Thun parks the car on one corner and takes a deep breath. Mes looks at him questioningly, but Thun only shakes his head. “Let’s go, P’.”

Mes obediently follows him out of the car and intertwines their fingers together as a silent show of support. Thun’s nervous, Mes can tell, but he has no idea why yet. He was fine this morning and when they were on the road just a little while ago.

Thun squeezes his hand. “I wanted to show you this, P’,” he says before pointing in front of him. Mes looks to where Thun is pointing, and he finds himself awestruck at the view that greets him. 

It’s like a painting, the way the fully bloomed purple and gold flowers gently sway with the wind. The scenery is delicate and romantic, and Mes is just about to ask Thun if they can take a picture of it when he starts speaking again.

“I found this place when I first learned how to drive,” Thun begins, “I thought it looked like something out of a fairytale.” 

“It’s very beautiful,” Mes says honestly, unable to take his eyes away from the field of flowers. There were a lot of places Mes wasn’t able to visit when he was still alive, so he’s very grateful to Thun for taking the time to bring him to places like these. 

(He’s so grateful to Thun for so many things.)   

Mes feels Thun’s thumb caress the back of his hand and it makes Mes glance at him. Thun is already looking back at him, his gaze filled with unadulterated warmth. “I told myself that I’d bring the person I love to see this place with me,” Thun continues with a shy smile.

Thun takes another deep breath, seemingly gathering all of his courage. ”I told myself that I’d bring the person I love to see this place with me,” he repeats, “and that I’d propose to them right here.” 

It takes a few moments for the words to register, but once they do, Mes’ mouth falls open in surprise. From his small pouch, Thun brings out an electric incense and a pair of simple silver rings. Stunned, Mes can only watch as Thun shoots him a small smile before getting down on one knee. 

“I want to spend forever with you, P’Mes,” Thun says tenderly, sweetly, “will you do me the honor of marrying me?”   

“Thun…” he whispers, heart full and eyes watering. Even in his wildest fantasies, Mes never thought that this would happen to him—he’s a ghost that’s been dead for over twenty years, after all. But then, Thun has always had a way of exceeding all of his expectations and even now, that holds true.

Nodding, Mes cups Thun’s cheek with a trembling hand. “I would be honored to marry you,” he answers softly, “I would want nothing more, Thun.” 

Expression lighting up like the sun at his response, Thun takes Mes’ other hand and kisses his palm. He slides the ring onto the designated finger and smiles up at Mes with so much love and contentment. 

How fortunate he must be, Mes thinks, that he’s on the receiving end of this wonderful man’s love, that Mes has the honor of loving him back. 

Thun gives Mes the other ring and raises his hand. “Put it on for me?” he requests. Mes does as he’s asked, kissing Thun’s knuckles once he’s done. Thun stands up and takes both of Mes’ hands into his, quietly admiring the way the matching rings look.   

“I promise I’ll make you happy, P’Mes,” Thun declares and Mes can’t help but chuckle even as tears roll down his cheeks. He can’t remember ever being this happy before. 

“Oh Thun,” Mes assures him,“you already do. You make me so happy.” Thun grins and allows himself to be pulled down by Mes.

Mes can’t help but think that the kisses they share in that field of fully bloomed purple and gold flowers taste like sunlight and overflowing happiness.   

)+( 

The ring has become a comforting weight on his hand. 

Mes can’t help but smile in contentment every time he catches sight of the silver band. Thun is the same; his lips always curve up whenever he sees their rings. The rings may be simple in design, but they hold a much deeper meaning. They symbolize Mes and Thun’s promise to love and care for each other endlessly.  

If one followed logic, all of this would have been impossible. Logically, he would have reincarnated after finding out the reason behind his death. Logically, Thun would have gone on with his life after helping him find peace. Logically, they would have never fallen in love with each other in the first place because of their fundamental differences. 

Instead, Mes was allowed to stay. Instead, Thun wanted to spend the rest of his life together with Mes. Instead, Mes and Thun fell in love with each other in spite of their differences and only continued to fall deeper in love with each other everyday. 

As Mes leans against Thun, enjoying the soft sound of music and the chatter of Thun’s friends and Kwan at their engagement party, he thinks that perhaps love truly does have the power to override everything—how else could a ghost like him and a human like Thun have the chance to spend the rest of their lives together like a pair of ordinary lovers? It’s not supposed to be possible in any way.

Thun gazes at him tenderly and Mes smiles when Thun presses gentle kisses on his lips. 

It’s not supposed to be possible in any way, and yet here they are, taking their steps to forever. 

Notes:

Thank you very much for taking the time to read my fic! Please tell me what you think.

Have a great day ahead of you and stay safe!

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[twelvegods]

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[tropical-gothic]

@justanotherblonde thank you super for tagging me! I love the songs you put btw!! Like I can is awesome <3 Anti-Hero and the Cello songs <3 Rules say one song per category? I think? BUt I will follow Blonde’s example and break those. Favourite song at the moment: Both of these are Filipino songs but I’m really into them right now. Autotelic - Takipsilim: It’s a song I associate with YashaAnko right now. Takipsilim means twilight and I have this image in my head of them flying over the Manila skyline just as the sun starts to set over Manila bay and the city lights turn on. Susi from Goyo: Because I’m a sucker for how softly the light falls on Goyo and Remedios when they’re dancing. A song you associate with your favourite ship: YashaAnko -  Wait for Me, Reprise from Hadestown: And we are not alone! I hear the rocks and stones echoing our song. I’m coming! SasoKaru -  No Light No Light by Florence + the Machine: Would you leave me if I told you what I’d done. Cuz it’s so easy to say it to a crowd but it’s so hard, my love, to say it to you out loud RasaKaru - All I ask of you - Phantom of the Opera : All I want is freedom, a world with no more night. And you, always beside me, to hold me and to hide me. A song that could be about you: I don’t usually listen to songs I think are about me : )) But I suppose this is the closest. Hand in my Pocket by Alanis Morissette: What it all comes down to is that I haven’t got it all figured out just yet ‘Cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket and the other one is giving a peace sign A song/piece you think is overrated: I don’t have a specific song I think is overrated? But I think that Dear Evan Hansen is overrated as a musical (like all the songs sound like each other). So here’s a song from that? You will be found A song that reminds you of a good memory: Bring me to Life by Evanescence: I remember being in a karaoke bar. One of our blockmates was clutching the microphone going “this is for all the patients back in the hospital.” It’s not the best joke but it was funny at the time.

Last song you listened to: (In Filipino But--) Ate Sandali  - Maniwala ka sakin. Wasak yun when you walk out on him. (I watch this often for the clothes designs and Filipino textiles. But also it’s a bop for me)

A song that makes you laugh: The History of Wrong Guys from Kinky Boots - Why not? Women have been making bad choices since the beginning of time.

Songs you want your mutuals to listen to: Orpheus by Sara Bareilles - If the bottom drops out I hope my love was someone else’s solid ground I Of the Storm by Of Monsters and Men - Are you really gonna love me when I’m gone? I fear you won’t. I fear you don’t. (For all your Yasha feels) Third Eye by Florence and the Machine - And you deserve to be loved and you deserve what you are given (One day I’m going to write a Rasa-centric fic with this song as the base)

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#[hay buhay]

[spoopytown]

are you a filipino? bcos i saw ur post about sportarobbie fic "takipsilim" yeah takipsilim is a tagalog word XD

pare if you like el noli hmu HAHAHA

#on the other hand takipsilim is literally twilightI PROMISE THIS IS A BETTER LOVE STORY THAN TWILIGHT LMFAO #ask #should i be putting mod names now?? #mod dante #guys!! cat is really great!! im lov her sm

[daphnefisherofficial]

bugna: TAKIPSILIM | destiny's twilight UPDATE

i'm currently writing (and rewriting) the upcoming chapters for this fic, and lemme tell y'all... YOU ARE NOT READY...

just sharing to y'all the inspiration song i'm listening to while creating the upcoming chapters and boy oh boy, the ANGST is coming, y'all! 💔😭

all i can say is: ready your tissues for the upcoming updates. 🧻

adding an extra picture of crying steven here to prepare y'all.

#moon knight #marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley #moon knight fanfic #moon knight fanfiction #Youtube

[daphnefisherofficial]

Heyy! I’m recycling your kind ask because I’m deeply intrigued by your fic. What inspired you to write bugna: takipsilim | destiny’s twilight? And how’d you come up with Mira? :)

Awwww, I'm sooooo glad you asked. And thank you for your kind words, I'm glad you're liking the fic so far. 😍🙏

It all stemmed from watching Moon Knight, coz I'm a sucker for Egyptian mythology *cough* The Mummy *cough*.

And Oscar Isaac, who am I kidding 😂🤭

After a few more rewatching, the onset of my brain rot finally came. I was deeply fascinated by the concept of becoming a god's avatar - becoming their divine connection to our world after so many millennia had passed. And of course, showcasing the culture and history of my home country, the Philippines, was a perfect starting point for that (especially the precolonial era, I mean, we have A LOT to offer, OMG it's criminal how there's a lack of representation--)

I'mma just stop there before I ramble full on. Anyways... onto Mira's creation.

The idea of a thousand year old priestess serving an ancient god to protect her people was very appealing to me. Also, there's a lot to unpack about Mira's past. I mean, she's lived through wars, famine, plague, and a whole lot. 😌😅

I can't wait for y'all to get to know Mira more in the upcoming chapters. And of course, the trajectory of her relationship arc with our beloved moon boys, so watch out for it!

Thank you again for your support, and I look forward to reading more of your fic too! 🤭🫶😍

#marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley #moon knight #mira batala #askdaphne #daphnefisherofficial #daphne fisher #thanks for asking bae!

[daphnefisherofficial]

howdy 🤠 my brain is still silly so I'm crazy behind on my fic reading, but I wanted to pop in and invite u to brag on yourself hehe

what's been your favorite part of working on bugna: takipsilim (destiny's twilight)?

MY FIRST ASK OMG, thank you so much! @soft-girl-musings 🤭😍

Ooooooh this is an interesting question. I have a lot to share on this, but I'll write the first things that came to mind. 😌

My favorite part of working on bugna: takipsilim (destiny's twilight) was creating Mira and Darius's character background and history (she has a very long life). Here in my home country (Philippines), I scarcely see media representation of our pre colonial heritage and history, which is why I thought "what a great opportunity would that be to explore in a fic together with our moon boys (+ Darius)..."

Also a fun fact: Darius Carter was stemmed from our papi Oscar's combined roles as Laurent in 'In Secret', and Mikael in 'The Promise'. So from that info, I think you'll be able to envision our moon boys' combined past life looks like. 🤭😏🙌

I also love the fact that I've set the timeline months after the series so that I can have a clean slate with what the upcoming events would look like *cough* Jake Lockley *cough*

Thanks again for your ask and I look forward to interacting more with you soon! Lemme know what you think once you've caught up, but no rush, darling! 😍🙌

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