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this was fun lmao. Thanks for the tag @sunoo-bby ♥️

you belong with me | yang jungwon

Pairing: Yang Jungwon x gn!Reader

Genre: fluff; friends to lovers au

Word Count: .9k

Warnings: none

Jungwon watches as a raindrop splatters onto the living room window from his spot on the burgundy couch, a blanket haphazardly thrown over his legs. The voices of the characters of the random movie you had chosen on Netflix drone on in the background as he follows the path of the raindrop. It flows down before splitting apart into smaller drops, eventually coming together again, but not wholly. His observation of the raindrop is interrupted as you walk back into the room, a bowl of buttery popcorn in your hands.

AYYYY ONE THOUSAND

THIS^^^^

— alexis' dessert stand is now: open!

in celebration of @caratwritersclub's two year anniversary, i'm so excited to be hosting my own little event! as part of the summer fair, come stop by and try some of these nootricious desserts ^3^

[ 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙗𝙤𝙭 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣! ]

if you have any further questions, please do not hesitate to ask. more importantly, have fun and make sure to check out the other booths we have at the caratwritersclub summer fair!

in the writing,

find all of my written works here. writing is an escape just as much as reading is. remember behind every work is a story and idea.

psa i will not write any nonconsensual acts or anything that shouldn’t be taken lightly as some kind of plot boost. if i were to write something like that it would not be under these circumstances or under this blog. serious issues or traumatic experiences should not be romanticized, instead read actual experiences from victims and let them be heard. support the people done wrong.

always feel free to request here after reading these rules!

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a step on the right path | fluff

– you tag along with your boyfriend yeonjun on a hike, which happens to be a little bit more of a struggle than you originally thought.

game over | horror

- halloween night was nothing like how it was supposed to be. a little bit of fun goes a little too far.

ghost of you | angst

- you’re reminiscing on what used to be between you and yeonjun.

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– why are your eyes so red, why would i ever want to be with you | angst

– we’re not just friends and you fucking know it.   | angst, suggestive

– walk out that door and we’re through, you should’ve loved me when you had the chance  | fluff, angst

- yell, scream, say something. anything. | angst

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n/a

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more than just a memory | angst, fluff

– moving into your new house, you expected to be met with peace and quiet, but everything doesn’t seem to go according to plan when your met with a tall ghost named soobin.

the voice of paradise | fluff

– you had always loved the ocean and everything in it. all it took was one boy to remind you why you started liking it in the first place.

frostbite  | fluff

– it’s been snowing a lot lately, but that’s a given with the weather. your december went on as usual until the lonely jack frost starts nipping at your nose.

only at night | fluff

– you and soobin live two separate lives, and need an escape. a silent agreement to live separate lives as soon as the sun rises.

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- and that makes it okay?, are you jealous | fluff

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n/a

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you are the reason | angst

– after a recent breakup beomgyu attempts to rekindle your broken relationship

↬ shorter works

are you jealous?, if we get caught i’m blaming you. | suggestive, playful?

is there any part of you, deep down, that might love me back? | angst

[1:02 am] | fluff

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n/a

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winter wonderland | fluff

- all anyone really needs to live through a hallmark movie is a little push from the one that they love.

↬ shorter works

love isn’t supposed to hurt this badly | angst

↬ longer works

mellifluous  | angst, fluff

– all y/n has ever known was death, but when encountering an upbeat god that starts to change. (this is part of a collaboration)

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haven’t you done enough? | angst

n/a

you belong with me | yang jungwon

Pairing: Yang Jungwon x gn!Reader

Genre: fluff; friends to lovers au

Word Count: .9k

Warnings: none

Jungwon watches as a raindrop splatters onto the living room window from his spot on the burgundy couch, a blanket haphazardly thrown over his legs. The voices of the characters of the random movie you had chosen on Netflix drone on in the background as he follows the path of the raindrop. It flows down before splitting apart into smaller drops, eventually coming together again, but not wholly. His observation of the raindrop is interrupted as you walk back into the room, a bowl of buttery popcorn in your hands.

➷ pretty boy | c.sb

You pushed through the crowd of people at the end of the hallway, dispersing not only them but the thick cloud of smoke they were enveloped in. You wondered how it was that they seemed to be talking and breathing just fine, because whatever herb that cloud consisted of burned when it entered your nose, throat and lungs. But you supposed it perhaps was for the best. You couldn’t imagine how annoyed you’d be if some random person just burst through while you were talking with your friends. Their stupid teenage decisions had done you a favour.

You pulled your sea-green silk scarf from around your neck and held it to your nose. You didn’t know how many more of those clouds your lungs could take.

You squinted through the dim lights and navigated your way further into the house. People you thought would be from your high school, but some of which looked like they were in college, were packed in every direction. The living room perhaps held most of them; they danced along to the music with red cups in their hands as if in trance, giggling and smiling in what looked like euphoria.

As you climbed the stairs to the next floor, you encountered more couples than you’d seen in a lifetime. You looked away, cheeks burning, when you realized what they must be getting up to. You kept your head down, eyes on your feet. They ached if you were honest. Then again, you didn’t know that the party you were invited to by your friends at your new school would be this kind of party, the kind your mother would warn you of, or that you’d be wandering through the place looking for them on five-inch heels.