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cass ą§ą issue #_ ą§ą place of origin ą§ą date of publication
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undercut jungwon⦠donāt fucking play with me
[midnight thoughts: cowboy hats + heeseung]
summary: loosely inspired by yellowstone, but i rly just wanted to capture the vibes (tw: mentions of blood, violence / also not edited lol) wc: [1k] a/n: hi am i back? not rly i feel so out of the loop on tumblr nowadays... pls enjoy this bc im kind of proud of her. except the ending idk what happened there whoops lol this goes out to all my cowboy enha lovers i see you you are valid!!!! also imagine heeseung w a southern drawl just close ur eyes and let it happen shhhhh
the heat is unprecedented; there is no breeze, and the sun is completely unobstructed, beating down on the earth like a whip lacerating layers of flesh. summer is the season of slow death, roasting you alive until your rot begins to seep back into the earth. sweat pools at the base of your spine, and you feel like a frog in boiling water.
this feeling is primitive. the cruelty of humanity always seems to be matched and doubled by mother nature; her responses speak to revenge, warranted explosions of grief and fury that do well to quell ego and hubris, if only for a little while. there are few people left on the earth that truly respect it. this is what you have come to learn after living all your years on a wide, open piece of landābusiness moguls looking to buy the world from beneath your feet, tourists who come under the guise of admiration only to bring destruction. every day is a new trial, another tribulation, but you and your husband are handlers, finishers, harbingers of retribution.
you guys have no idea how vindicated i feel rn⦠the prophet is always laughed at first and believed after itās too LATE!!!!!!!! COWBOY HEESEUNG LIVES!!!!!!!
[midnight thoughts: cowboy hats + heeseung]
summary: loosely inspired by yellowstone, but i rly just wanted to capture the vibes (tw: mentions of blood, violence / also not edited lol) wc: [1k] a/n: hi am i back? not rly i feel so out of the loop on tumblr nowadays... pls enjoy this bc im kind of proud of her. except the ending idk what happened there whoops lol this goes out to all my cowboy enha lovers i see you you are valid!!!! also imagine heeseung w a southern drawl just close ur eyes and let it happen shhhhh
the heat is unprecedented; there is no breeze, and the sun is completely unobstructed, beating down on the earth like a whip lacerating layers of flesh. summer is the season of slow death, roasting you alive until your rot begins to seep back into the earth. sweat pools at the base of your spine, and you feel like a frog in boiling water.
this feeling is primitive. the cruelty of humanity always seems to be matched and doubled by mother nature; her responses speak to revenge, warranted explosions of grief and fury that do well to quell ego and hubris, if only for a little while. there are few people left on the earth that truly respect it. this is what you have come to learn after living all your years on a wide, open piece of landābusiness moguls looking to buy the world from beneath your feet, tourists who come under the guise of admiration only to bring destruction. every day is a new trial, another tribulation, but you and your husband are handlers, finishers, harbingers of retribution.
pls if i get one thing for christmas pls let it be jungwon ending everyone who sent those disgusting wreaths and trucks to the hybe building pls god pls
jealous pouty jake who doesnāt want to watch your favorite movie bc he thinks YOU think the mc is more attractive than him, so you have to turn on the movie and kiss him brainless while itās playing to make him feel better (and he does šāāļø)
[JUNGWON] ENHYPEN 2024 ENniversary MAGAZINE ā Handwritten Letters
[midnight thoughts: park jongseong + end of beginning]
rando posting on a thursday night bc this has been in my drafts 4ever. no summary you die like men. maybe i'll write a part 2. maybe.
whether the guitar is a meager subject bending to his will or an extension of his very own body, you are unable to decide. enveloped by the dim lighting and clouds of cigarette smoke, the black stained alder wood manages to melt into the obsidian of his leather jacket. the angularity of his face cuts through the darkness; the length of his nose is perfectly straight, the slant of his jaw is sharp enough to cut, and his eyebrows are two, thick lines of focus. he plays with so much precision that it almost makes you overlook the way he still purses his lips when he's concentratingāa habit he was never able to shake. it transports you back to a simpler time in which he wasn't a rockstar. instead, he was a college student studying business management who had a silly band on the side. he was a college student who never planned to make it big, who never planned to leave.
[midnight thoughts: park jongseong + end of beginning]
rando posting on a thursday night bc this has been in my drafts 4ever. no summary you die like men. maybe i'll write a part 2. maybe.
whether the guitar is a meager subject bending to his will or an extension of his very own body, you are unable to decide. enveloped by the dim lighting and clouds of cigarette smoke, the black stained alder wood manages to melt into the obsidian of his leather jacket. the angularity of his face cuts through the darkness; the length of his nose is perfectly straight, the slant of his jaw is sharp enough to cut, and his eyebrows are two, thick lines of focus. he plays with so much precision that it almost makes you overlook the way he still purses his lips when he's concentratingāa habit he was never able to shake. it transports you back to a simpler time in which he wasn't a rockstar. instead, he was a college student studying business management who had a silly band on the side. he was a college student who never planned to make it big, who never planned to leave.
[midnight thoughts: park jongseong + end of beginning]
rando posting on a thursday night bc this has been in my drafts 4ever. no summary you die like men. maybe i'll write a part 2. maybe.
whether the guitar is a meager subject bending to his will or an extension of his very own body, you are unable to decide. enveloped by the dim lighting and clouds of cigarette smoke, the black stained alder wood manages to melt into the obsidian of his leather jacket. the angularity of his face cuts through the darkness; the length of his nose is perfectly straight, the slant of his jaw is sharp enough to cut, and his eyebrows are two, thick lines of focus. he plays with so much precision that it almost makes you overlook the way he still purses his lips when he's concentratingāa habit he was never able to shake. it transports you back to a simpler time in which he wasn't a rockstar. instead, he was a college student studying business management who had a silly band on the side. he was a college student who never planned to make it big, who never planned to leave.
hi cass :(( i'm just making my rounds and checking on all my loves :(( saw you haven't been active in a while and i just wanted to say that i miss you :((
hi janani!! sorry for taking so long to answer :( my heart is sooooo full just knowing you were thinking of me .. i rly appreciate it <33
i've been rlllllllly busy lately ... in may i got all my wisdom teeth out and then i had to have an emergency root canal right before i left for study abroad in taiwan. and now i'm in taiwan doing intensive chinese study every day hahahaha :,))) even tho it's sooooo hot here, i'm enjoying myself .. but i don't have as much time for enha/tumblr lately :(((((
enough abt me tho, i hope you've been well lately!!!!! pls tell me how you've been!!! how did the rest of the semester go? do you have a good schedule next year? how has your summer been?
miss you too, sweet janani <3333
boynextdoor myung jaehyun i need to know u better
i swear iāll put smth out soon but yall iā
link to the best video iāve ever seen
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ahhh just doing my daily dose of blocking crazy minsungers on twt š
[midnight thoughts: jungwon + bad habits]
pairing: yang jungwon x gn!reader (reader is jake's sibling) genre/warnings: angsty fluff (happy ending) / mentions of alcohol, vomit, some blood / idk it could potentially be a bit suggestive but i don't rly think so? wc: ~2.1k a/n: LOL cass write abt someone other than won challenge pt.2: FAILED!!!! / whtv! this had been in my drafts n then i reworked the idea into that jay drabble i posted but i still rly wanted to write abt motorcycle jungwon so here you go.. (it turns rly soft at the end bc i am incapable of writing hurt without comfort LMAOOO)
as you climb out your window to perch atop your shingled roof, a wave of cold surges up your spine, taking care to freeze each and every vertebrae on its way. your breath billows before you, the white cloud contrasting the pitch black of night. from this vantage point, you can watch all the bodies as they move in tandem, warm from the alcohol and the dancing. it's mesmerizing, the rhythmic swaying lulls you into a state of peace, a state of tranquility. paying no mind to the booming party music or the numbness blooming at the tips of your fingers, you let your eyelids flutter closed. comforted by the nothingness, you take in the scent of wet earth mingling with the air freshener you have in your room as it permeates the air. with chilled bones and a clear mind, you remain a passerby, a shadow, a ghost.
that is, until an unceremonious rumbling breeches the music blasting from your brother's speakers. the people below begin to whoop and cheer as the manmade thunder grows quiet; your brother shouts a greeting, and you're all too familiar with the person who manages to turn heads merely upon arrival. a rush of nerves tingles through your body, and you run over a checklist. heeseung, jay, and sunghoon are all presently dancing, sunoo is watching over the kitchen, and riki has been relegated to the dj booth for the night. with all other options exhausted, you know it has to be him.