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20, he/they, enfj, cancer

TOMORROW X TOGETHER: rockstar minus the star ⭐ ongoing rental boyfriend IS THAT MY TA MU YN?

recent works ˚.🦴 ᵎᵎ omegyu —· ggum?

seok matthew x reader 𐙚 TBH IJWYTK ILY

LOVE AND DEEPSPACE: will they meet in the stars again? 💫

reqs- open ! (male/gn! only)

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hi so it's been a couple of days and there are a couple of reasons why, firstly i have a lot and I mean a lot on my plate currently, juggling internship, applications at banks, then passport stuff plus my final year at uni.. it has been a tough week to say the least.

Then living w my parents has stressed me out so so damn much, I cannot express it in words. Mom is nagging me for a piece of clothing that I 'ruined' then dad. Oh boy, he's another thing entirely, always going on and on about how he's the only one who can be correct all the time and whenever I question his behaviour, he brings up my upbringing to mom saying how she has raised me and all.

The good thing or the silver lining is I'll be going back to my uni campus' accommodations in about two weeks or so. But today has been the worst I've had this last month and i honestly has nowhere to vent out. Which is why I am here.

About the updates, yes, I'll get back to them asap!!

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where the willow waits | c.bg [teaser]

prince!cbg x gn!knight!reader

synopsis: Two children once promised each other forever. Two years apart were never supposed to change that.

Returning to the palace after completing your knighthood should have been nothing more than a long-awaited reunion—but kingdoms change, people grow, and home is not always waiting exactly as you remember it.

wc: 8.6k (in progress), 584 for the teaser

warnings: childhood friends to lovers, mutual pining, minor violence, blood and minor injuries, mentions of war, politics, panic attack/emotional breakdown, themes of loneliness and isolation

on the occasion of hitting 250 flwrs <33 here's a teaser to my upcoming prince!beomgyu x knight!reader fic 🫶

The palace smelled exactly the same, cedar polished into ancient floors. The fresh flowers had changed every morning, incense drifting somewhere deeper within the eastern halls. Two years disappeared beneath your feet with every familiar turn.

Servants looked up as you passed, some stopped entirely, others smiled in quiet surprise.

“...guard yn?”

“is that really—”

“you’ve come back.”

You answered every greeting with a nod, unable to slow your pace, not today, today there was only one destination. The eastern wing, his room—the one you had spent your entire childhood in. You had almost reached the final corridor when someone caught a hold of your sleeve.

You stopped on instinct, so abruptly that loose strands of hair fell across your eyes.

“there you are.” the voice was older than you remembered. You turned around and standing before you was, maiden Eria, one hand still clutching your sleeve as though she feared that if she let go, you would disappear again.

For a heartbeat, she simply stared, then her free hand rose without permission, “...you’ve grown taller,” and her palm rested against your cheek. warm, exactly as you had remembered. “and thinner.”

You laughed at that.

“I’ve been told frontier food isn’t famous for generosity.”

“as if I care what the frontier feeds its soldiers,” she pinched your cheek.

“I’ve sent enough sweets through Master Jorin to feed an army.”

“then perhaps the army finished them before they reached me.”

That made her laugh, the kind you hadn’t heard in years. Without thinking, she pulled you into a brief embrace, it only lasted a second before she let go. Palace etiquette.

But for that second, you were eight again. The child who used to fall asleep in the corner of her room before you were assigned to the crown prince. She stepped back, looking over you again, her fingers brushed the edge of your cloak.

“you really did become a knight.”

“I suppose I did.”

“you’ve got another scar,” she frowned tracing your forearm.

“It’s a small one.”

“they’re all small ones until they’re not.”

“it healed, and...I’ve missed you too, Maiden Eria.” she blinked, then sighed.

“so polite now.”

“I was always polite,” she gave you a look in disagreement.

"so..." she clasped her hands together. "have you eaten?"

You shook your head, “I’ve just arrived.”

“exactly.”

“I was actually going to see—”

“the prince,” she finished for you.

“yes,” you breathed out, itching to see him.

But then, something very small passed across her face. It was immediately gone just as it appeared. “I’ve waited for two years.” you said, before you could stop yourself.

“you know,” she said quietly, “he has too.” Your heartbeat quickened at that.

“then I’d better stop wasting time,” you made a step around her, already on your feet waving her a hand in promise you’d talk with her again. Soon. Just not now.

She almost tried to stop you, but decided against.

The eastern wing, was not far away now, you still remembered exactly how many steps it took you to reach his room— the room that had belonged to you for nearly ten years. You wondered whether he’d finally learned to keep it tidy. It was doubtful but the thought made you smile.

You imagined pushing open the doors, imagined him looking up from whatever diplomatic report he had undoubtedly been pretending to read, then imagined the expression on his face. Would he pretend not to be excited?

Would he complain first?

Or would he simpl—

"knight yn."

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🍰 rental bf— on foot

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choi yeonjun x gn! reader

one day mother dearest gave you an ultimatum to find your the one and only before the next family dinner. what happens when you stumble across jun from the rentabf under different circumstances?

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. ݁˖ 𓂇 runway

fashion closet assistant! soobin x team leader! rea [DEVIL WEARS PRADA AU]

soobin lands his dream job to work at the runway magazines, working alongside his team leader should be easy and simple but that changes when soobin catches miranda priestly's eye.

next..

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˚.🦴 ᵎᵎ omegyu

you have been desperate enough to get laid, what happens when a wrong number changes that? with a little begging and flirting, you finally manage to bag a baddie. isnt that great?

tw,, texting strangers, begging, mentions of nudity, mentions of sex and esex, desperate reader, bisexual reader, calling each other alpha omega, gooning, feelings, lmk if i missed smth. [minors proceed w caution], also happy 100th post ?!!

a/n,, so i was supposed to release the prince beoms x reader buttt i havent completed it yet. it will come out soon #trust!!

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prince beoms x knight reader comin in soon

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the trashy pd has to survive as an idol is so peak y'all are missing on peak if y'all haven't read it fr

it even got a manhwa adaptation if reading lengthy novels is tiring

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—· ggum? yeonjun x gn! rea

it really wasn't your fault that the last piece of ggum had found its way to you, yeonjun, thought the exact opposite and made it your problem, because he was going to get that piece of ggum one way or the other.

tw, fluff, kissing, fighting for a piece of gum, food, eating food from s/o's mouth, lmk anything else :P (its lit so cute read it fr) reader is refered to as 'you'

the couch dipped under your weight as you settled in, the familiar give of the cushions pulling you both toward the middle. yeonjun was already there, his shoulder pressing into yours — not subtly, not even a little — as you turned the last piece of gum over in your fingers, the wrapper crinkling loud enough that there was no pretending he hadn't noticed.

you could feel him looking.

you took your time. smoothed the wrapper flat. folded it back.

his shoulder dug in harder.

you glanced sideways. he was doing the eyes. the full, unashamed, pleading eyes, his gaze flicking between the gum and your face like he genuinely believed this would work on you.

it was a little funny how often it did.

not today though.

you let a smile pull at the corner of your mouth, held the little pink strip up between two fingers — dangled it just in front of him, close enough that he could probably smell the strawberry watermelon — and watched his expression tip toward hopeful.

then you leaned in, pressed the softest, quickest kiss to his lips.

and dropped the gum past your own.

the flavour hit immediately. sweet and bright, summer-fruit sugary, and you let your eyes close for just a second to be extra about it because you both knew — had always known — that this was both of your favourites. that was what made it so good.

"that's not fair," yeonjun said.

you chewed, slow and deliberate. "too bad."

"yn—"

"you should've taken it before, babe." you were already laughing a little, the words coming out warm and unhelpful. "if you wanted it that bad."

he made a sound like you'd genuinely wronged him. and then he turned toward you with a look that made you press your lips together to keep from smiling wider.

you saw it coming just late enough to make it fun.

you pulled back. he followed. you twisted and tried to slide off the cushion — he caught your waist just in time, and then somehow, in the laughing scramble of it, you were on your back and he was there, hovering over you, one hand braced by your head, looking down at you with an expression that said he was taking the gum and there was simply nothing to discuss.

you chewed once more. slow. taunting.

your arms found their way up around his shoulders anyway, lacing together at the back of his neck, because this was the thing about yeonjun — even when you were being absolutely insufferable to each other, there was nowhere you'd rather be than exactly here.

his eyes dropped to your mouth.

he kissed you softly at first. easy. the kind of kiss that made your thoughts go a little loose and unhurried, and you felt yourself sink back into the cushions, fingers curling at his nape—

and then he tilted his head and kissed you deeper, and somewhere in the warm, distracted middle of it, while your brain was busy doing absolutely nothing useful, he coaxed your lips apart—

gone.

you blinked.

he pulled back and looked down at you, chewing, with the most insufferably satisfied expression that had ever existed on any face in the history of faces.

"strawberry watermelon." he nodded, thoughtful. like a critic. like he hadn't just stolen it out of your mouth while you were too busy being fond of him to notice. "really good."

the silence lasted about two seconds.

you stared up at him. breathless. your lips felt raw, kissed-out, and your heart was hammering so hard you could feel it in your throat.

he was looking at you like he'd won. like he knew exactly what he'd done.

"get your own pack next time," you managed. your voice came out thinner than you wanted.

"or," he said, ducking his head closer, his mouth brushing the shell of your ear, "i could just keep stealing yours."

"yeonjun."

"mm?"

you stared up at him. he gazed back down, chewing your gum, looking like he had absolutely no notes.

the worst part — the most embarrassing, un-take-back-able part — was that you wanted him to kiss you again, and it had nothing to do with the gum anymore.

he knew. of course he knew. the smile he was trying to keep flat gave him away entirely.

"next time," he said, dropping his voice low just to be mean about it, "get two packs."

you pulled him back down by the collar.

the ggum was gone. you really didn't care.

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what do y'all want ??

love rekindeled teaser

finishing rental bf and ta mu series

Voting ended onJun 20

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𐙚 daydreamin'— hyuka x gn! rea

you see him everyday like a ritual and on the days you don't, you sit by the library daydreaming abt him with your chin in the palm of your hand.

tw, lit none! js pure fluff, daydreamer reader, inspo is daydreamin' by queen ariana!! [0.9k] lisn to the song while reading!!!

the library was supposed to be your sanctuary.

quiet. predictable. yours.

that was before him.

you'd noticed kai the way you notice a song for the first time— gradually, then all at once. it started three weeks ago when he'd walked into the university library with his backpack slung over one shoulder and a slightly lost expression on his face, like he was new to the building but entirely comfortable in his own skin. he'd paused in the doorway, scanned the room, and then— inexplicably— smiled at nothing in particular, like the shelves of books had personally delighted him.

you'd looked back down at your notes and promptly forgotten every word you'd just highlighted.

now it was tuesday again.

kai tuesday, your brain had started calling it, which was embarrassing enough that you'd never said it out loud.

you were at your usual table by the tall windows, the afternoon light coming in gold and lazy across the pages of your textbook. you had a deadline. you had three chapters left to read. you had every intention of being productive.

then the door opened.

you didn't even have to look up. you just knew— some stupid, traitorous part of you had apparently memorized the particular rhythm of his footsteps, the way they were unhurried, like he had all the time in the world and was happy about it.

you looked up anyway.

kai was unwinding a light scarf from around his neck, cheeks flushed pink from the autumn air outside. his hair was slightly windswept. he was wearing that oversized cream-colored sweater again, the one with the small embroidered star near the collar that you absolutely had not noticed multiple times.

he found his usual spot— two tables diagonal from yours, just within comfortable peripheral vision, which your heart had decided was both wonderful and cruel— and dropped into the chair with a contented little exhale.

you put your chin in your hand.

your textbook stopped existing.

the thing about kai— the thing— was that he was so entirely, uncomplicatedly himself in a way that made your chest ache a little.

he laughed too loud for a library sometimes, then immediately covered his mouth with both hands, eyes wide with apologetic delight. he brought snacks in little containers and shared them with whoever was sitting near him without a second thought. once, you'd watched him spend ten full minutes helping a freshman find a book, leading her through the stacks with the focused energy of someone who had been personally appointed guardian of the dewey decimal system.

he hummed while he worked. quietly, almost under his breath, like he wasn't entirely aware he was doing it.

you were aware. you were devastatingly aware.

get it together, you told yourself, not for the first time. you've spoken to him twice. you don't even properly know him.

but that was the wild thing— it felt like you did. it felt like something about him was already familiar, like a word on the tip of your tongue, like a melody you couldn't quite place but knew you loved.

you were so deep in your very responsible daydream (you were, in this version, very cool and funny, and he was laughing at something you'd said, and there were warm drinks involved) that you didn't notice him stand up.

you didn't notice him walk over.

"hey."

you startled so hard your pen rolled off the table.

kai caught it.

of course he did.

he held it out to you, and when you looked up— properly up, right at him, close enough to notice that his eyes were warm and the flush on his cheeks hadn't fully faded— he was smiling. not a polite smile. a real one, a little crooked, like something about this moment genuinely pleased him.

"sorry," he said, not sounding very sorry at all. "you had this look on your face like you were somewhere very far away."

"i was reading," you said, with what you felt was remarkable composure given the circumstances.

he glanced at your textbook, then back at you. "it's upside down."

a pause.

"i learn better that way," you said.

he laughed— that real, unguarded laugh you'd catalogued from two tables away— and pulled out the chair across from you.

"i'm kai," he said, settling in like he'd always been there. "i've seen you here every tuesday. i keep meaning to say hi."

something warm and ridiculous unfurled in your chest.

"i've seen you too," you admitted, because apparently your mouth had decided honesty was the play. "the star on your sweater. I love it."

he looked down at it, delighted. "you pay attention."

"sometimes," you said, "to certain things"

the look he gave you then was soft around the edges, curious and pleased, like you'd said something worth thinking about. he leaned forward slightly, elbows on the table.

"tell me something," he said, like you'd known each other for years. "what were you actually thinking about just now?"

you looked at him— the windswept hair, the sweater, the smile, the easy warmth of him sitting across from you like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"nothing important," you said.

you were absolutely thinking about him.

he seemed to know it anyway.

his smile went a little softer, a little more certain, and he reached over and nudged your textbook right-side up.

"well," he said, "i'm here now. so you don't have to think about nothing."

outside, the autumn light went golden. inside, you forgot entirely about your deadline. which you didn't mind even a little bit.

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wanna finish rental bf and ta mu series but lovrekin is calling my name

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looser! soobmisive x nonchalant! rea

js smth that came to my mind, soobin going pantless in public, suggestive texts, soobin begging, slight bmjn mention, ambiguous rel status

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🍰 rental boyf— cuddle fest

m.list prev. next.

choi yeonjun x gn! reader

one day mother dearest gave you an ultimatum to find your the one and only before the next family dinner. what happens when you stumble across jun from the rentabf under different circumstances?

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🍰 rental boyf— homoerotic

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choi yeonjun x gn! reader

one day mother dearest gave you an ultimatum to find your the one and only before the next family dinner. what happens when you stumble across jun from the rentabf under different circumstances?

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🍰 rental boyf— ttoek halmeoni

m.list prev. next.

choi yeonjun x gn! reader

one day mother dearest gave you an ultimatum to find your the one and only before the next family dinner. what happens when you stumble across jun from the rentabf under different circumstances?

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NEED A FUCKASS INTERNSHIP WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF 😢😢