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hey ntm my name now considering ur a two timer now w all these msgs in ur inbox bruh😭💔 what happened to my #healthy #livinglife #livelaughlove goat rio… rip….😞😞 i fear i miss my 70 degree weather so bad… summer trust i will be #living life girl omg i acc need a job so bad during the summer i might do an internship for accountants office or a paralegal one but im lwk a lazy bum i fear 😭😭✌️ also idk if u listen to pinkpantheress or like the marias or malcom todd or laufey but all 4 of them dropped today or like at least this week… bless 😭😭💔💔 so this is not cyber bullying bc u #DESERVE it. ❤️❤️ dec was so freaking bipolar ugh i hate the winter like idk… i wish my bday was in the spring or summer thatd make my life acc so freaking easy

waves hand 😅 a lil late to the welcome back party… but welcome back my goat 😂😅‼️‼️ how have we be doing now that spring is here 💯💯

didnt know we were doing welcome back parties but thank u😽😽😽 i c ur back tew‼️ i fear its autumn for me dear ninguitar i feel miserable but hey i have two more weeks left of school b4 school holidays so i suppose im faring well🌝 wbu??

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mark it in ur calendars 04.12.25 i WILL be back officially 😂😂 #ninguitarwelcomepartyexceptshewillnotbebackuntilapril? u must have neocity neon green in ur blood too…. 😅😅 lmk ur address haha… ill be by ur window! make sure to put all ur pcs by ur window keep it open tewwww for safety reasons !!!

maybe ill follow in ur footsteps and get my greatest ideas on the toilet💚💚 OFFICE ROMANCE… oh u are a genius… u are like on par w einstein and newton combined 🫡🫡 dare i say one of the best tropes !!! PLSS i was between volleyball or hockey bc idk. hockey’s lwk a funny sport idk why … but YES u are right. def volleyball ..

long time no see user kisshae 😅😅😅🤞🤞‼️‼️😂 i fear i opened tumblr and came out of my hiatus rq solely for ur new fic nini… scratches head.. ANYW bless ur soul it was so freaking good… AND IK I ALRD SAID TS IN MY REVLOG BUT ohmygod. we hug now. girl that song has gone platinum in my house … u are like a real brainiac dude 💆‍♀️ ok i think it is time to go back into hibernation ❤️

us btw if u didnt know…. 😳

omg is that thee fartninguitar in me inbox oh mm gee🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈 hi king welcome back from ur hibernation lowkey stalked ur profile this morning so technically i think it was me that re awakened u so technically u should slide every pc u own into my mail!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣

on another note!!! I listened to that song once and edged to it all day just to get a fic idea ❤️❤️ like it’s hard being the president and batman at the same time😞😞😞 but omg seriously thank u gorgina king for loving it cause I spent weeks crying while writing it on the toilet

(wait ur so right that is us 🤫)

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looks around… ghoster where….😂😅😅 DUDE OMG thats the same in my too. oike it was deadass 70 degrees a few days ago and then it TURNED SO COLD AFTER 4pm like okay damn shame on me for only wearing a tshirt… started raining too LIKE OKAY . weather app scammed me bruh ain’t nobody tell me nothing💔💔 i cannot let my goat my king get snatched by the wind… what would happen to my goats fics that ik r Somehwere in them drafts….😭😭😭😭💔💔 haha freakinf loser 😂😂😂😂💯 can’t wait for summer

waves hand 😅 a lil late to the welcome back party… but welcome back my goat 😂😅‼️‼️ how have we be doing now that spring is here 💯💯

didnt know we were doing welcome back parties but thank u😽😽😽 i c ur back tew‼️ i fear its autumn for me dear ninguitar i feel miserable but hey i have two more weeks left of school b4 school holidays so i suppose im faring well🌝 wbu??

[ninguitar]

yes i am a back … for a day or two 😂😂💯 i get u i tweaked out so bad when it was autumn 😞😞 anyway me too i have my next skl break in 2 weeks ‼️‼️i am doing well im living life 😅 i have 3 months till school ends soooo i am too blessed to be stressed

waves hand 😅 a lil late to the welcome back party… but welcome back my goat 😂😅‼️‼️ how have we be doing now that spring is here 💯💯

didnt know we were doing welcome back parties but thank u😽😽😽 i c ur back tew‼️ i fear its autumn for me dear ninguitar i feel miserable but hey i have two more weeks left of school b4 school holidays so i suppose im faring well🌝 wbu??

[ninguitar]

MYGOATTT… my goat replied to me ahaha… 😂😂😳😳 yess u reawakened my spirits methinks… i will most def be back on my grind once april comes TRUST! u will be getting those pcs js lmk when ur credit card number and ur social security number 😂😂💯💯

PLEASE the songs so bomb… i blasted it like crazy i fear 😆😆 ANYWAY yes all hail president and batman nini 🙂‍↕️🫡🫡 get to writing on that toilet ASAP ! haha jokimg… 😞😞 i will b getting to writing tho ❤️❤️

long time no see user kisshae 😅😅😅🤞🤞‼️‼️😂 i fear i opened tumblr and came out of my hiatus rq solely for ur new fic nini… scratches head.. ANYW bless ur soul it was so freaking good… AND IK I ALRD SAID TS IN MY REVLOG BUT ohmygod. we hug now. girl that song has gone platinum in my house … u are like a real brainiac dude 💆‍♀️ ok i think it is time to go back into hibernation ❤️

us btw if u didnt know…. 😳

omg is that thee fartninguitar in me inbox oh mm gee🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈 hi king welcome back from ur hibernation lowkey stalked ur profile this morning so technically i think it was me that re awakened u so technically u should slide every pc u own into my mail!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣

on another note!!! I listened to that song once and edged to it all day just to get a fic idea ❤️❤️ like it’s hard being the president and batman at the same time😞😞😞 but omg seriously thank u gorgina king for loving it cause I spent weeks crying while writing it on the toilet

(wait ur so right that is us 🤫)

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omgsh hi ning.. i just wanna say sorry becuz i accidentally sent you a tumblr post i MEANT to send to my friend 😅😅 im sososo SO SORRY. pls i couldn’t even undo it time so i blocked you panicking 💔 but i love your works sososo much queen keep up the old work feeding us eyekons 🤞 i hope you don’t mind me following you again..

LMFAOAO ur all good dw ab it !! i fear i also make fun of any of those posts if they get on my tl too … 💔 but anyw THANK U!! i will be getting back on that grind & posting soon (maybe in 2 weeks) … hopefully😛😛 eyekons i will come back for u…💪💪 BTW ur themes so cutie… i loved rosie so much it was a genuine masterpiece like not the same was acc so good . 😵

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bless ur soul ohhh i fucked this up SO BAD. the lyric of we hug now… oh you are a genius… was a lil scared the ending would be yunjin marrying him but 😅😅‼️ WE ARE SOO BACK oh yeahahahhayep…

             BELLYACHE ✶ HUH YUNJIN                

⸻ it's occasional, sometimes i'll see the moon, and i'll think of you.

love isn’t supposed to feel like this—like a knot in your stomach, like something twisting, turning, making it hard to breathe.

&&르세라핌허윤진` ୨ৎ 𝑓. reader✷3795WC𓂃𓈒 angst slight fluff non idol au ─── warnings kissing skinship

you shouldn't be here. not like this. but here you are, standing in the middle of her bridal shower, watching yunjin laugh like the world doesn't already belong to someone else.

the room is buzzing, alive with conversation and clinking glasses, a celebration of love, happiness, of her. and yet, for all the noise, all the warmth, you feel like you're somewhere else entirely—adrift in a sea of white tablecloths and pastel decorations, drowning in something that no one else can see.

she's glowing, surrounded by people who adore her, and you should be one of them.

you are one of them. but it doesn't feel the same. because when they look at yunjin, they see a bride-to-be, a woman on the verge of forever. when you look at her, you see every moment before this one—the late-night phone calls, the way she'd pull you into her side without a second thought, the laughter that always sounded just a little softer when it was meant for you.

she catches your eye from across the room, and for a second, it's like nothing has changed. like she's still your best friend, the girl who swore she'd never get married, who once joked it would be the two of your against the world.

she waves you over, beaming, and you go to her because you always do. because you don't know how to be anything but hers, even if she was never really yours to begin with.

her arms wrap around you, pulling you in close, and she smells like jasmine and vanilla, like familiarity, like something that's slipping through your fingers faster than you can hold onto it.

"you okay?" she asks, her voice quiet in your ear.

you swallow around the lump in your throat, nodding before you even think about it. "of course. why wouldn't I be?"

she smiles, like shes believing you. like she has no idea that you've spent years trying to unlove her, only to fail. and as she turns away, back into the arms of a future that doesn't have room for you, you wonder if you'll ever get used to this feeling—the slow, sinking ache of losing something that was never really yours.

you shouldn't be here, but you are.

watching the girl you love become someone else's. and the worst part is—you don't know how to leave.

maybe it's the way she keeps looking at you, like she expects you to say something, like she needs you to be here. or maybe it's just you, unable to walk away, unable to accept that this is how the story ends.

the night has quieted down, the hum of voices fading as people drift off, lost in their own conversations. but yunjin—she finds you. she always does.

"come outside with me?" she asks, already reaching for your wrist, and you nod because you don't know how to tell her no.

the air outside is cooler than it was earlier, the evening settling in with a quiet kind of ease. yunjin had pulled out here without much of an explanation—just her hand wrapped around your wrists, her touch still light but insistent, dragging you away from the noise, away from the warmth of celebration that wasn't yours to be apart of.

and now, she's sitting beside you on the porch steps, knees pulled up to her chest, the skirt of her dress spilling over the wood like water.

"I still can't believe this is happening," she says, exhaling softly, like the weight of it all is finally catching up to her. "like, it doesn't feel real, you know? one second, we were just kids, and now—" she gestures vaguely, the diamond on her finger catching the porch light. "now i'm getting married."

you nod, because that's what you're supposed to do. agree. smile. pretend your heart isn't lodged somewhere in your throat. yunjin looks so pretty like this, in a kind of way that makes your chest ache. but then again, she always looks pretty. not the way people say it casually, not like an afterthought, but in a way that feels undeniable, inescapable.

it's something you've always known, something you've spent years swallowing down, locking away, because what else were you supposed to do with it? what were you supposed to do with a love that had nowhere to go?

"you're going to be so happy," you say, even though the words taste wrong on your tongue. they sound real enough to her, though, because she smiles, nuding you lightly with her shoulder.

"you think so?"

you nod again, the lie slipping out too easily. "yeah. yeonjun's a lucky guy." you don't mean it, but she doesn't notice. or maybe she does and just doesn't say anything. instead, she slides the ring off her finger, turning it over in her palm before reaching for your hand.

"here, let me see something," she murmurs, slipping it onto your finger. it's loose, not quite the right fit, but it still sits there, cold and unfamiliar against your skin.

yunjin tilts her head, studying it, a soft smile tugging at her lips. "it looks so much prettier on you," she says, almost wistfully. "you should get married someday, too."

you freeze, just for a second, at the weight of her words. you shouldn't react like this. you've been friends forever. she's touched you a million times before—linked pinkies, shared beds, held onto you like you were worth something worth holding onto. but this is different.

it shouldn't be, but it is.

you force a chuckle, shaking your head like it's nothing. like it doesn't make your throat tighten. "married life wouldn't suit me," you say, your voice even, steady. lying comes easy when it's for her sake.

she pouts, nudging your shoulder. "why not?"

you don't answer. because the truth is, it would suit you—if it were her. if it were her standing beside you in some quiet little chapel, slipping a ring onto your finger for real.

but it's not. it never will be.

so instead, you slide the ring off, pressing it back into her palm. "because i'd have to find someone as pretty as you first," you tease, because teasing is easier than telling the truth.

yunjin laughs, shaking her head, tucking the ring back where it belongs. where it was always meant to be.

and as she leans against you, shoulder to shoulder, like she doesn't feel the ache curling inside your chest, you pretend—just for a moment—that this is enough. that it will ever be enough.

the day you've been dreading is here.

the morning of the wedding is too bright, too loud. the sunlight filters through the hotel curtains in soft golden streaks, bathing everything in warmth, and it almost feels cruel. like even the universe is celebrating something you wish wasn't happening.

you sit on the edge of the bed, watching as yunjin twirls in front of the mirror, her wedding dress fanning out around her like something out of a dream.

"how do I look?" she asks, turning to you with a grin, eyes sparkling with something so genuine, so happy, that it makes you want to throw up.

like the most beautiful person i've ever seen.

you swallow the words before they can escape, forcing a smile instead. "perfect," you say, and you think maybe she believes you.

the room is filled with other people—bridesmaids, makeup artists, stylists—all bustling around, adjusting veils and fluffing skirts, but it feels like it's just the two of you. like the world has shrunk down to this moment, to this aching, unbearable moment where she's glowing for someone else.

yunjin moves to sit beside you, her bare shoulder brushing against yours. " I feel like I should be more nervous," she admits, picking at the fabric of her dress. "like, shouldn't I be freaking out?"

you let out a breathy laugh, staring down at your hands. "I mean, it's a big deal," you say. "your whole life is about to change."

"yeah..." she sighs, tilting her head against your shoulder like she's done a million times before. like it doesn't mean something different today. "you'll still be around though, right? things won't change too much?"

the words cut through you like a knife, sharp and unforgiving. because things will change. she'll belong to someone else, not that she's ever belonged to you in the first place. she'll have a home that isn't yours, a life where your just a guest, an afterthought.

"of course," you lie, because what else can you do?

yunjin hums in content, like she believes you. like she doesn't see the way your hands are clenched into fists in your lap.

and then, before you can stop yourself, before you can think better of it, you whisper, "do you love him?"

she pulls away slightly, just enough to look at you. "what?"

you force yourself to meet her gaze, ignoring the way your throat tightens. "yeonjun. do you love him?"

there's a pause. a beat too long, too hesitant, and for the first time, you see something flicker in her expression—uncertainty, maybe, doubt. but then it's gone, replaced by a soft, wistful smile.

"I think so." she says, and it's the think that does you in. because it's not I know. it's not without a doubt.

it's a I think so.

but that's not enough to change anything.

so you nod, offering her the same empty reassurance you've been giving yourself for years. "then that's all that matters."

and as she reaches for your hand, squeezing it in silent gratitude, you can't help but wonder if she'd be standing here in this dress, in this moment, if she had ever looked at you the way you've always looked at her.

the music swells, and the moment you've spent month dreading—years, even—finally arrives.

the ceremony is surreal. the soft hum of the music fills the air, and everything feels too bright, too perfect in a way that makes your stomach turn. you're sitting in the front row, next to the other bridesmaids, your hands tightly folded in your lap as you try to convince yourself that this is where you belong. but it's impossible.

impossible to focus on anything but the way yunjin looks, the way she moves with such grace, her every step so confident as she makes her way down the aisle. and yeonjun is waiting at the altar, his grin wide, proud, but all you can do is stare at the way her dress sways, the glint of her ring in the sunlight.

you want to look away. you want to be anywhere but here, but you can't. your gaze is locked on her, and you wonder—how does she look this beautiful? how can she be so perfect and still marrying someone else?

your chest tightens, but you try to steady yourself, looking down at your hands in your lap, focusing on the feel of the fabric of your dress beneath your fingertips. but the sounds of her heels tapping again the ground is too loud, too clear, and before you know it, you've looked up.

her eyes catch yours in the sea of faces, and for a second, time stops. her smile is soft, bittersweet, like she's holding onto something—someone—but it's fading in her eyes.

it's when yunjin is finally standing up there, face to face with yeonjun, that you see it.

the shift.

a subtle change in her expression, a crack in the perfection she's been radiating. her hands tremble just a little as she reaches for him, and it's there—the moment you see it, the moment you feel it deep in your chest.

she regrets it.

it's a fleeting thought, one you try to push aside because it's stupid, and it's selfish, and you know better than to let hope get in the way of what's happening. but you can't ignore it. you see the way her gaze flickers, the way her lips press together, and something inside you aches, sharp and cruel.

she's standing there, in front of him, but you can see it—the same thing you've seen in her for years. she's not really here anymore.

but you don't say anything. you don't speak, because it could be nothing. you could just be reading her wrong, and you want so badly to believe that's true.

it's her turn to share her vows, and you hold your breath, your heart hammering in your chest in your chest as she takes a small step forward. for the first time since this whole thing started, she looks away from yeonjun, and her head turns slowly, deliberately—her eyes searching for yours.

your heart skips a beat.

and then, she smiles.

it's not the same smile she's been giving yeonjun—the one that's full of promises, of certainty. no. this is different. this smile is for you, just for you, like it always has been. and for one perfect moment, the weight of the worlds lifts off your shoulders, and it feels like everything you've ever wanted is within reach. but before you can even process it, she turns her head back to him, her smile faltering as she begins her vows.

the words don't come out the way yunjin wants them too.

her voice shakes, just slightly, and each syllable feels like it's getting harder for her to say. as if the vows don't sit right with her. as if the words she's speaking are wrong, but she's forcing them out anyway.

you want to scream. you want to run up there and drag her away before she can finish, before she can say anything that will make it permanent. but you don't. you stay seated, quiet, watching the love of your slip further and further out of your reach with every word she says.

and then, the moment you've been dreading arrives—the moment you feared the most. the officiant's voice is steady, calm, asking the question that makes everything real.

"do you, choi yeonjun, take huh yunjin to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"i do." his voice is strong, sure. like he has no doubts.

you do.

you can feel them creeping in, crawling under your skin like something alive.

the officiant turns to yunjin. "and do you, huh yunjin, take choi yeonjun—"

her breath hitches. the room holds still.

silence.

you grip the edges of your dress, nails digging into your palms.

yunjin's hands tremble at her sides. her chest rises and falls, lips parting, closing, parting again. she's frozen. stuck in the space between a life she's chosen and the one she's just now realizing what she wants.

and then, finally, she exhales.

"I...I don't."

a collective gasp echoes through the room, but all you hear is the sound of your own heartbeat.

yeonjun stares at her, stunned, lips parted in shock. the officiant fumbles for words, the guest whisper in hushed confusion—but none of it matters. none of it registers. because yunjin is already moving, stepping away from the altar, away from him, away from the life she almost let slip through her fingers. and without thinking, without hesitating, you're on your feet, following her.

because maybe—just maybe—she's finally found her way back to you.

you find her by the pond.

far away from the ceremony, from the murmurs and whispers, from the life she almost stepped into. she's sitting on the edge of the water, the hem of her dress soaked, floating like a ghost against the surface. the moonlight catches on the tear tracks staining her cheeks, and for a moment, you almost convince yourself to turn around.

but leaving her? that was never an option. not then. not now.

you take a step forward, then another. the grass is damp beneath your shoes, the air thick with the scent of rain that hasn't yet fallen.

"go away."

her voice is raw, barley above a whisper, but it still cuts. sharp, direct. she doesn't turn to look at you, her gaze fixed on her own reflection in the water, like she's trying to find answers in the ripples.

but you don't move.

because you've never been able to walk away from yunjin.

instead, you lower yourself beside her, close enough to feel the warmth radiating from her skin, close enough that you can hear the shaky breaths she's taking. the fabric of her dress pools around you, wet and heavy, but she doesn't care.

for a while, neither of you speak.

then, suddenly, she does.

"I couldn't do it."

her voice cracks, and you don't realize you're holding breath until she keeps going.

"I was standing up there, looking at him, listening to him say all those things—about love, about forever—and I just... I couldn't say it back." she exhales, shaky and uneven, hands gripping at the fabric of her dress like she's trying to ground herself. "I thought I loved him. I wanted to love him. but I didn't. I don't. and the second I realized that, i—"

she lets out a bitter laugh, shaking her head.

"I ruined everything."

you don't know what to say. so you don't say anything.

you just watch her, the way her lips tremble with every breath, the way the moonlight catches on her features, softening the edges of something sharp and broken.

she looks beautiful. she's always looked beautiful.

and maybe it's the way she's finally saying the things you've wanted her to say for so long. maybe it's the way her lips part, the way her breath becomes uneven, the way she looks at you—eyes glossy, searching, like she's trying to figure something out that she should've known all along.

or maybe it's just that you're tired of waiting.

your body moves before you can think. before you can even breathe.

one second, you're sitting there, staring at her. the next, your hands are cupping her face, your lips crashing into hers, and—god. it's everything and nothing all at once.

her lips are soft, warm, the faint taste of peach chapstick lingering between you. you've spent years watching her apply it, that stupid little tube always tucked in her pocket, always leaving behind that barely-there sheen. and now, here you are, finally knowing what it feels to taste it.

yunjin freezes for half a second—just long enough for fear to creep in, for your brain to scream at you that you've made a mistake.

but then, she exhales against your lips. and kisses you back.

and just like that, nothing else matters.

not the soaked dress, not the abandoned wedding, not the fact that this is years too late and somehow still right on time. because right now, there is only this.

her hands gripping at your shoulders, your fingers tangling in the delicate fabric of her dress, the way she tilts her head to deepen the kiss, like she's finally letting herself have what she's been too afraid to want.

and if this is a mistake—if this is something that will break you both apart in the morning—you don't care.

because for once, finally, yunjin is choosing you.

the kiss ends as quickly as it began, but the air between you is thick, charged. yunjin pulls away first, her breath still shaky, her wides wide and wide awake, like she's just woken up from a long dream.

for a moment, neither of you speak.

and then she touches her lips, almost as if she's trying to feel the remnants of what just happened, her fingers brushing the spot where you'd kissed her. you can hear her soft, unsteady breath as she pulls her hand away and stares at you, as if trying to piece together all the shattered parts of her heart.

her voice cracks, low and uncertain, but it's enough to send a jolt straight through your chest. "tell me this wasn't just a moment," she whispers, the words barely leaving her lips, they're heavy.

your heart stops.

you want to lie, you really do. you could tell her it was a mistake. that it was just a moment of weakness, that it meant nothing. that it would be okay, that you'd walk away and pretend nothing happened.

but you can't.

because it wasn't just a moment.

it's been years.

you've been waiting for her, loving her in silence, drowning in your own heartache, and you can't pretend anymore.

you take a deep breath, swallowing the lump in your throat as your eyes meet hers. "no, it wasn't just a moment," you say, the truth spilling from your lips like it's been there all along, waiting for her to hear it. "i've loved you, yunjin. for as long as I can remember. and I know this isn't how it's supposed to be. I know you're supposed to marry him, but..."

you trail off, unsure of what to say, but the look in her eyes—the raw, open disbelief—tells you she's hearing you.

her gaze flickers to the ground for a second, as if she's trying to make sense of everything, but then she meets your eyes again. and in that moment, you see it.

the realization.

"god," she breathes, her voice a whisper full of regret. "I should've known. I've always known, haven't I?"

and just like that, everything shifts. the distance between you two disappears in an instant, and you're not sure if she's going to break down or pull away, but when she steps closer, you think your heart might shatter.

"I was just too scared," she admits, a small, broken laugh escaping her lips. "i've always been scared of what this could be. scared of what we could. but i..."

her words falter again. and just like that, the uncertainty from earlier turns into something more concrete. yunjin takes a step towards you. then another. and before you know it, she's standing right in front of you, her eyes searching yours.

“I never wanted to hurt you,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper. “but I’ve been so blind. and now...”

and now you’re not sure if she’s asking for permission or if she’s just waiting for you to take the next step. but this time, you’re not letting her go.

you take her hands, the ones that tremble slightly in yours.

“I’m here,” you whisper, your voice steady despite the pounding of your heart. “I’ve always been here. and I’ll always be here.”

yunjin's lips curl into a small, uncertain smile, the one she only shows when she’s finally let go of all the walls she’s built around herself. “then maybe we still have time,” she says softly, the weight of the words hanging between you.

and for the first time in your entire life, you allow yourself to believe it.

[ninguitar]

nearly ran over a cyclist, I hope he's okay (It was on purpose)🥰

HELLO ??? U CANT JS DROP THIS ON ME?? NO STORYTIME??? HELLO??? OMG??

[ninguitar]

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ILOVEYOUPLEASEOUMYFODYESYESYSGOD YESSSSFUCKCJCUCJUC I LOVE JENNIE GOSH😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 jiung oh jiung how much i love jiung💔💔💔

ok I lied I haven’t touched good bones in awhile!!! lol😆😆 but how about I give u this instead….

I might tweak out and re write the letter part again again till it sounds right to me 😞😞😞😞😞 but pls someone give their opinion NOW!!!!!!

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OMG NINGGG NEW THEME IM IN LOOOVE... ITS SO CUTE STOPPWP

STHAPPA OMG I COULD KISS U OMG ISA😭😭😭💔💔 THANKUUUU… this is an honor coming from the best theme maker ever…😛😛

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LOVE ON A WIRE.　 20. life is swell! wc. 7OO+

❛ megan has never, ever wanted anything as bad in her life, until you—an underground singer and songwriter, is unemployed, and the textbook definition of a loser—stroll into her heart and her life. matter of fact, what happens when she accidentally replies to your thirst-traps that were a rebounding joke after a rough break-up, on twitter, and on the katseye account? ❜

carding a hand through your hair, you pace around your dorm frantically, slightly peeking out of your curtain-drawn window to check if megan had arrived yet. your eyes flicker around until you hear a soft, hesitant knock on your door echo through your dorm, making you immediately rush to the door in a frenzy.

your hand reluctantly rests on the door handle for a fleeting moment, and you pull it open, a smile tugging the corners of your lips, as you exhale, "hey." you slightly lean against the door, your eyes drooping down to your keys in her hands.

the ginger-headed girl waves the dangling keys in her hand, a chuckle falling from her lips, "you forgot these the other day." she drops them onto your palm, watching you awkwardy slip them into your pants' pockets.

heat flares at your cheeks, "it wasn't too much of a hassle, right?" you wear a half-assed smile, before shaking your head, "come- come in." you usher her in, mumbling something about taking her shoes off before heading inside. you hastily make your way to your kitchen, digging through the cabinets.

"you want water, tea, coffee—"

"we should talk about what happened that night" megan interrupts, making herself comfy on your couch, your back faced towards her. you halt in your movements for a second, biting your tongue from saying anything stupid.

you continue to dig through your cabinets, trying to mutter out flatly, "it was just spur-of-the-moment, that's all." you swallow heavily, and you hesitate before finishing your thought, "we could always forget it, right?"

she sighs, "you know it wasn't just 'in-the-moment', yn. if lara didn't walk in, you know we would've—"

your voice withers away, and you straighten up, "megan, please. just forget it." you practically plead, the distressed words tumbling from your lips. your eyes slightly flutter shut, your hands previously clinging to your sides flare up to rub your temples.

"i can't forget it," her voice strains for a moment, "not when i know you liked it, and when i did too." sincerity was entangled in her words, as the ginger-headed girl watches you sigh in defeat, your shoulders slumping slightly.

"it's whatever, megan. it's just a kiss." you shuffle to the couch, plopping a glass of water onto the coffee table. "it's not like we even committed to anything serious," you try to deflect, taking a seat beside her..

"so what, we're just friends that kiss?" she makes sure to enunciate every word, a frown jutting her lips, and you begin to grow frustrated with yourself for even making her upset. you shake your head meekly, knowing that any word to escape from you would be futile regardless. you knew she was right.

"i have a say in this too, yn."

your eyes meet hers, and a sudden dryness rises in your mouth. and before you could mutter anything out, the sound of her exasperated sigh at your dismissive behavior becomes apparent, her troubled figure getting up. the motive to continue deflecting drains rapidly out of your body, as you clench your jaw. "wait—fuck, just give me a minute. i'm- i'm not good with these things." luckily for you, your voice was tender enough to make the girl forget about her irritation for a second.

your voice raises slightly in desperation, and you couldn't help but blurt out all your thoughts, "please. believe me when i say this, i like you, i really do. but i want to take things slow because i'd hate to mess up anything with you."

"i'm sorry for being dumb—you're right. we're not just friends that kiss."

the ginger-headed girl's brows furrow, aghast at your sudden confession, as she gives you a puzzled look. her eyes lock onto yours, a tinge of doubt apparent in hers, before she relents—her irritation effortlessly cracking away—"you could've told me that before. i would've been more than okay with that." megan tries to assure you, her gaze softening slightly, as her hand reaches up to squeeze your shoulder tenderly.

"i wanna take it slow too, y'know. i like you, a lot." she murmurs, turning to face you. the ginger-headed girl's thumb glides over your shoulder, drawing patterns on it gently.

"so, we're good?"

"of course. just replace the water with coffee for me, yeah?" she jokes, a giggle escaping from her throat, and at her light-hearted tone, relief rushes to your features, your shoulders less tense. you groan exaggeratedly, instantly grabbing the glass of water, and rushing back to the cabinet to grab coffee beans. and unconsciously, an endearing smile blooms across your face, before you look back at megan, the girl too busy looking at the decorations around your dorm.

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rip katseyeworld tiktok…😭😭💔💔 LLK 🕊️🕊️

HELLO???

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Dont be shy.... Release those drafts🙏

I have a math test tomorrow that counts for i think 30% of my term mark idk what its called in America but. But its self study so💔basically start of year every year they give us a topic that theyve never taught and never will teach and you have to figure it out yourself then write an exam on it. THIS IS TORTURE I TELL YOU

Why did i choose ts. Guys feel free to do my math hw if you're feeling kind💜

ou girl them drafts never seeing the light of day LMAOO😅😅😅 they'll be safe in my drafts… js sitting there! maybe. ill see cs i alrd have like 3 ideas that r lwk fire but idk yet⁉️⁉️

why ur school so whack yo thats so stupid 💔 whats the point of doing that tew like ??? 😭😭 girl ur better than me i wouldve taken questions that correlated to the topic from past state exams LMFAOAO i am #PRAYING for u my goat💯💯💯

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Damn its been a minute. Schools been kicking my ass so ive barely been active online

Anyways how've you been, my dearest author, ninguitar ?

girl me too every day i lose my will to live i fear💔 anyway ive been doing okay :3 schools js rlly annoying and i completed my first semester this yr a few weeks ago when feb started so my grades all reseted 💯💯 ive been lowk js studying for most of my days its so bad like 💔 i NEED school eradicated asap i swear . BUTTT i have been back on my editing grind so 💯💯💯 really whos winning methinks… (still not me but ^_^) ihave to clear out sm drafts bro i have 26 LMAOO😭😭😭 but anyway how are u doing :3

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so tired of these #09 #08 #07 #06 #05 #asian #nyc #stussy #boba #socal #la stussy warriors😭😭😭💔💔💔

copped 3 stussy hoodies JAJAJAJA

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yesyesyesyes… baller yoonchae… u get me vinh🙏🙏 AND YESYEYSYZYYEYSS PLEASE SKATER HANNI😭😭😭😭💔💔💔

everythihg pmo ts pmopmopmopmopmo how would we feel abt volleyball player or some typa sports player yoonchae & yearbook photographer reader methinks… (somebody pls sedate me im finally going thru my 26 drafts.)

basketball player yoonchae. because she said she likes basketball. i would feel great. yes. great. the most amazing i'll ever be! teehee. how would we feel abt skater hanni who teaches kids at the skate park and reader who is the older sister of one of the kids. scratches head.