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[uchi4nlog]

༺ 𓆩♡𓆪 𝅄 ׁ ˳ sweet relief , heeseung.

college student fem reader, college student hee ، wc: 3.4k ، genre: en2l, one side hatred, angstsy? ، tw: f word, suggestive but nothing explicit.

you throw your head back. whining in defeat. why does he have to make every single thing so difficult?

“so is it true, _____ …” — that grin making his words more annoying. “what one of your friends told me? you have a little crush on me? that’s why princess always act so mad around me?”, a pout form on his lips while trying to sound conceding.

blood pumping like crazy. you wanted to punch him right on his stomach and make him eat all of his ego back, “say shit like that again and i’m making you regret even being alive, lee heeseung.”

“awww, i was hoping for more of a sweet answer.”, whatever possessed this man today wasn’t going to give up so easily.

you and heeseung have always been like cat and dog, ever since your friend group decided to introduce the new ‘college taker’. you didn’t know how to pinpoint what exactly made you cautious and angry towards him. you just felt something really dangerous vibrating around his aura.

that’s when the news started to float around — “lee heeseung? that guy slept with a girl in my class and never looked at her face again.”, “one of my closest best friends told me he is the legitimately fuckboy. he’s friends with those frat boys that we saw one day at the bar. the ones who looked drunk af and were trying to hit on us.”

his reputation didn’t come as a surprise to you. you guess it was the way he always made sure to look at your eyes while speaking, the way his dark hair was meticulously messy, the way he cared himself as if every girl in the room was looking at him. — and as it might be true, you hated the overconfidence in him. it didn’t come as naturally. it came out as cocky, gross. 

“come on… no need to get shy now.”

“i don’t know if your brain is all scrambled, and that is the main reason why you’re so fucking annoying, but i never said that. whoever told you that is in serious need of help. and also, i know it wasn’t one of our friends because they’re pretty aware of my complete disaffection for you.”

heeseung acts as if he got hurt, “ouch! i was just trying to clear up a misunderstanding.”, acting all nonchalantly and using that stupid soft voice, with that stupid grin, with that stupid subtle arrogance. 

“fine. if you’re done clearing up your brain, excuse me. the guys are waiting for me.”, you say going towards the bathroom door.

“one last thing, _____.”, you look back with a painful expression, wondering what else that psycho has to tell you. 

he pulls you by your hips in one swift motion. you try your best to not lose your balance and let the rest of your dignity fly out of the window. heeseung lips come close to your ear and stays there. his breath causing a small thread of electricity to fall all over your body.

“so if i kissed you right now, it would mean nothing. right, princess? since i’m so dumb and so annoying to even know what i’m doing. i’m completely moved by my ‘south thoughts’. wasn’t that what you told everyone?”, he wants to tease and make you mad. he wants to leave you just a conscious away from punching him. 

his face moves from your ears going to your chest, leaving a trace of his lips from the middle to your cheek. “say you don’t want me. say you hate me so much to the point where you can’t resist kissing me.”

you couldn't move. your body was feeling in this ride or die situation. but it would not follow your inner rational voice screaming to run away. you… want this? you want him to kiss you? no! these are your three glasses far away from sobriety speaking. 

“i don’t have the whole night-”, your lips finally touch his. the kiss is messy and desperate. were you waiting for this moment? god, you really wish you wasn't. heeseung is no better. you feel it as he dances in your mouth. the electricity spread on your body seemed to have made it's way through his as well. your lips couldn’t be away even for a little. you both wanted more. more of what this unknown feeling was presenting to you.

but oxygen needs to come back to your respective bodies, so you separate the kiss only for a few seconds. and before going in again — because for now it seems like you’re addicted to heeseung’s mouth — the words fall out of your mouth.

“you look better without speaking.”

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© gyuletters, 2024 - do not repost, copy, or translate. // rn im going through a very dangerous heeseung brainrot. and funny enough, im usually not the one to like enemies to lovers. i personally feel like its an excuse to make the male protagonists say mean shit and later apologize by admitting they were in love. but listen! one sided hatred is kinda my thing and im a sucker for teasing, as in both of the characters be teasing each other and see who breaks first. soooooooo i’ve decided to give it a try. i hope i’ve made justice to this trope. anywayssss tysm for reading this fic and for sticking around for my nonsensical rambling. ily more than you could imagine. 🤍

with love, 𝑟.

xoxo.

[uchi4nlog]

✿ ۰ ִ 𓂋 you're the only one who understands , yeonjun.

gn!reader ، wc: 1.5k ، genre: fluff, bf yj ، tw: breakdown.

breathe in… breathe out… count 1 to 3…

you can’t control the crystal clear tears falling from your eyes. 

today was one of those days. when everything seems to be falling apart little by little, even if from the outside the cracks look fine.

heart aching with no apparent reason. but it still hurts. when the moon shines bright at the sky, you lay down and let all of this pain go.

your boyfriend comes home, waiting to see his sunshine in the kitchen, stressing to make a good dinner for him. but you’re nowhere to be found. 

he overhears little cries and whimpers coming from the bedroom. is it your cries? he speeds his steps to check if you’re okay.

you are curled up in your shared bed. seems like you have been crying nonstop for a while. 

“baby, what happened?” yeonjun grabs your hands, pulling you into a hug.

you remain silent. waterfall still dripping from your eyes.

“it’s okay. let it all go. we don’t have to talk.”

you smush your head into his chest as your sobs grow louder. 

you feel useless. weak. perceived. you hate feeling like a burden. ever since you two started dating, you try your best to not let yeonjun see your (nearly weakly) breakdowns. 

it’s ugly. it’s painful. you don’t want to let him know this part of you when not even yourself feels ready to face them when they come.

“i don’t know what it is. my heart feels heavy. i’m so overwhelmed, jjunie. i don’t know what to do. make it stop, please.” you spit out before your tears can stop you again.

“i’m here now, baby. it’s all gonna be okay. i’ll carry this ‘heavy’ with you.” he gently pats your head while rubbing your back. 

you realize that’s all you needed. someone to understand.

your worst fear of being perceived has actually stopped you from finding the best cure you could’ve ever asked for - have the love of your life ready to fight demons with you.

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© gyuletters, 2024 - do not repost, copy, or translate. // for those days when we only need a little bit of love, attention and understanding. hope this finds you well and comforts you just the way you need. don’t ever forget that ily. 🩷

with love, 𝑟.

xoxo.

[uchi4nlog]

♩ ࣭ ׄ ្͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ love so differently the same , taehyun.

gn!reader ، wc: 2k ، genre: sweet fluff, glettrs worthy ، tw: none.

note: listen to 'why' for a better reading.

how could such different people be brought together? it's funny how destiny works.

it starts with something simple as how much of a rational thinker he is than you. you always think with your heart, prioritizing emotions over any deep thoughts. but he thinks and analyzes everything with many perceptions until his final word.

he prefers sleeping with the ac off, argumenting that ‘it's too cold already for a human being to possibly live’. but you feel hot just by thinking about covering yourself with the big duvets. 

it's not that you two disliked each other's differences. if anything, it was what made you fall for him even more.

but isn't that the way people usually fall in love? by the curiosity of one another?

every time you talked to him, you found yourself drawn to his round shaped eyes. full of knowledge and also some sort of childish mischief. maybe it was the deep brown shade that colored his pupils, that makes everything and anything he says sounds so smart.

finding yourself more and more curious every day to know more about him, you started to make a list - of course, mentally. you didn’t have the energy to write every single intriguing thing about him down on a piece of paper - of all the things that made him so especially beautiful to you.

maybe it all started with his very unique mannerisms. a cute scratch on the back of his neck every time he was unsure of something or just shy about a quick remark you made. the adorable and sweet sound of his laugh, that could make you do anything to play it on repeat. the passion and glitter on his eyes every time he talked about something that he found so interesting. oh, and you could also add another thing onto that: when he loves something, he loves it with all of his heart. there wasn’t a fifty fifty percent for him. he will either love it or dislike it.

and just maybe, that was what made taehyun love you so much. the confidence and sureness that he loved you more than anything in this world.

little did you know that in the same way you love to pay attention to what makes you two different, so did he. 

secretly learning how to cook your favorite homemade food, listening to this one album that you can’t stop talking about, memorizing your favorite colors, how you tend to get things easily confused and need to get it explained more than once. nothing goes unnoticed by him. 

taehyun loves how you could bring out a new side of him. a side that he wanted to keep for you and only to you. he could stay being ‘cold as antarctica’ to the world. he would be saving all the kisses on the forehead, sweet nothings and laughs at midnight for you.

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© gyuletters, 2023 - do not repost, copy, or translate. // just wanted to say that this fic is very highly self-based, meaning: i wrote it for myself bcs my love for taehyun is unbearable and i wish i could date him. tysm for coming to my ted talk LMAO. tysm for reading it until the end. i really hope you liked it. ilyy~!!

with love,

star. xoxo

[uchi4nlog]

  ׅ      𝅄    𝆬⠀╥╥ will i ever see you again? , soobin.

gn!reader ، wc: 2k ، genre: angst, exes ، tw: f word and talks about death (nothing so deep tho).

note: listen to 'will i ever see you again' for a better reading.

droplets of snowflakes falling in your skin. your bones are shaking. your blood runs cold through your veins. 

“it’s because i still love you choi soobin! fuck, how long do i have to go on pretending i don’t?” an aching sob leaves your throat.

the dark haired man stands in front of you, like a ghost. not moving, not talking back, not screaming at how crazy you must be. nothing.

“you may not have chosen me. you may not love me. but-” your let your head fall. no one single strength left. your heart aches and burns. tears watering the snowed ground. 

everything feels like a fever dream. but not the good one, where your body floats and the air suspenses with white petals and a warming breeze.

this one is brutal. like a knife in your stomach, begging to be pulled out. begging to end your pain.

“did you ever love someone so bad that it feels like you’re dying?” you ask him. “soobin… it hurts. it hurts so much. please… please, let me go.”

your cry intensifies as your knees weaken and touch the ground. all the pain from all of those unslept nights, aching with anxiety, are liberated through tears. 

you can’t quite pinpoint when your feelings towards him flourished again. in your heart, it seems like you have always loved him even after you two parted in different ways. but the day you heard through one of his best friends that he had moved on, was when everything started crumbling. 

why would he keep himself from loving again? your relationship ended nearly 2 years ago. but for you, it seems like it was yesterday when the shy boy showed up with a bouquet, stumbled over his words, and messily told you he loved you. his precious cheeks turning a deep shade of red. his eyes not even daring to see your face, too scared he would get rejected.

but now he’s a man. even taller. voice so deep it makes your whole body vibrate. eyes caring a bit of maturity from adulthood. you, on the other hand, seem stuck in the past. nothing is different. it’s like your life paralyzed on that day, two years ago. 

“why you make me fall in love with you, if you were leaving me?” this question haunts you.

an annoying sounds starts to buzz in your head. you open your eyes.

[6:33 am alarm]

it seems like your alarm has been going on for a whole three minutes. the daylight burning your pupils.

you feel sick. maybe it’s a fever. your throat is dry. your heart beats like it wants to run away from your body.

it was a dream. the same one again. 

two years later and you still have the same dream. or would you call it a nightmare?

you don’t even know about soobin anymore. 

has he moved? is he married now?

you don’t care. you need to end this story. no matter what end it takes. it’s time to let this nightmare go once and for all…

was it even a dream or a prediction of the near future?

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© gyuletters, 2024 - do not repost, copy, or translate. // first fic of 2024? maybe, i don’t remember it right now lol. anywaysies, after a bit of hiatus and being lost on what to write, finally an inspiration was awakened LMAO. this fic is inspired by the k-dramas i’ve been recently watching (and rewatching). no spoiler, ofc, but i finished gyeongseong’s creature and… let’s just say taesang and chaeok gave me a bit of indirected inspiration for this hihihi. as always, tysm for reading my works. it really does mean a lot to me that even through my hiatus so many people still read my works. i only write them for fun, so it still feels awesome to have someone that, in some way, likes what i do. ily all and i hope love finds it’s way to your life. 🤍

with love, 𝑟.

xoxo.

[uchi4nlog]

📼 𖥔 ݁ ˖★ UNCONSCIOUSLY .ᐟ | YEONJUN

gn!reader ، wc: 2.1k ، genre: f2l, a bit of angst ، tw: suggestive but nothing too explicit.

who could know that love was waiting right in front of you after so many years?

you never thought of him as much more than a best friend. a guy who makes you laugh the loudest. the one who would sit across from you and steal little glances as you talked to the other 4 boys. the guy who would put his arms around your shoulders when a weird man tried something. the one who was always there when you needed it. the guy who dried your tears when your heart broke into pieces. 

he was always there. but in your head, yeonjun was nothing more than a good best friend. 

as time went by, you found yourself unconsciously falling a little deeper and deeper. falling into a rabbit hole where no one but him could pull you out of it. friends to lovers... so cliché, isn’t it? 

with his lips on yours right now, you can’t help but ask yourself if it’s okay to want more. to make him yours and never let him go. would this be a one time thing? did he feel the way you changed around him? were you two willing to risk your friendship for just a feeling?

you break the kiss and yeonjun looks at you confused.

“do you really want this?” - your voice above a whisper. - “do you really want this, yeonjun? because there is no way back now.” you look at him seriously.

“what do you mean, y/n?” he smirks and laughs a little. urgh! he knows how to make you fall on his knees.

“it’s just that i-... i love you, yeonjun…” -  you say covering your face with your hands. - “god, yeonjun! i’m in love with you!” your chest feels lighter, like screaming those words out were everything you ever needed. 

“i hate to feel this way about you!” - you continue. - “you’re my best friend, oh my god! you aren’t just a random guy that i think it’s cute. NO! you are my best friend! and i’m so so stupid to even think that way about you.” tears start forming in your eyes. would it be even more pathetic if you start crying? 

honestly, you just can’t help it. expressing your feelings was never something easy and yeonjun knows it very well. even when you want to cry, maybe he's even thinking you’re going crazy right now.

in response, yeonjun kisses you. but this time deeper, lustier, taking every breath out of you two.

has he been waiting for this too?

“god, y/n. you’re gonna make me go crazy.” - the stupid smirk on his lips again. - “you didn’t knew, right? you never really noticed the way i was just holding myself back from you, right?”

his lips coming closer to your ear. his breath so warm, your whole body starts to light up. you're sure he can just make you combust right now.

“but there’s no need for it anymore, right? cause you want me too.”

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© gyuletters, 2023 - do not repost, copy, or translate. // happy birthday to the love of my life who has been inspiring me to become a better version of myself everyday. ily, yeonjun!! 🎂♡

[uchi4nlog]

🎸 𖥔 ݁ ˖★ FUCK IT, IT'S FINE .ᐟ | BEOMGYU

gn!reader ، wc: 1.9k ، genre: ex2l, a tad of angst, toxic relationship, cussing ، tw: suggestive but nothing to explicit.

beomgyu always looks so mysterious, like his aura was painted with dark shades of blue and black. the spotlights only enhance all of his mythical presence. no wonder why you fell hard. so hard that you didn’t notice all the bruises it left on your heart.

when everything ended, you only wanted to forget him. endless nights of crying, throwing his stupid baggy shirts in the trash and for the grand finale burning all the paper sheets filled stupid songs he ever wrote to you. 

you were a mess. the most painful and heartbreaking mess.

so why are you here now? why are you standing in the middle of this crowd getting lost in his hypnotic voice and skilful techniques with the electric guitar? maybe you liked to make yourself go crazy.

beomgyu is like a siren: singing you into temptation and making you surrender yourself to him. maybe you could never really get over him. even after screaming the most cruel words, you find yourself lost in his antiques again.

that’s when he notices you in the middle of the crowd - all poisoned up, looking like a lost puppy at him. you looked like the most gorgeous prey.

he decides to show himself, like an inner scream of victory, and does his solo even more powerful than ever. the whole crowd grows crazy but you know that you’re the lucky one to get all of himself for you.

the concert ends and you’re finally able to put yourself together again. why are you here? wasn't it to make him jealous or something? honestly, you don’t know anymore. if anyone looked at you now, they would think you had one too many tonight.

your phone buzzes with a text from an unknown number: “meet me backstage, NOW!”

you know what’s coming next and for you it feels so right. 

there he is -  standing in front of his own dressing room, all sweaty, long hair sticking to his forehead. he mouths “come here”, gesturing with his fingers for you to get closer. there’s a part of your brain screaming at you for being so easy to him, for not making him regret leaving you but instead making you regret leaving him. 

all thoughts shut down when his mouth touches yours and your back is pressed on the now closed door. you may hate yourself in the morning but when he says “ i missed you, y/n” with that fucking whispery rasp voice, you know you’re fucked up.

seeing him tonight was a bad idea, right?

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© gyuletters, 2023 - do not repost, copy, or translate. // hi! so i’m back with a new fic after god knows how long. 😃 i was going through a phase that i honestly wasn’t liking anything i wrote and started to think all of my fics were boring af lol. so i decided to change a bit (both layout and the way i write) to something more closer to what i personally would like to read. so we’re getting a bit more of a tension, slow burn and maybe suggestive things. BUT my romantic fluffy lovey dovey heart is still here because it honestly will never go away. anyways… that was a venting LMAO if you read until this very end, tysm!! ilysm!! ❤️‍🩹

[uchi4nlog]

🍂 𖥔 ݁ ˖ autumn leaves | hueningkai youth in autumn fic.

♡ gn!reader ، wc: 6.9k ، genre: f2l, brown haired kai ، tw: none ، request (please, let me know if u liked it) ‹𝟹

“come on, y/n! just a little bit more!”

kai never really told you what this whole walk was about. maybe something to do with the local park and the fact that he has been excited with the leaves changing colors? maybe. nonetheless, your feet are hurting and you’re definitely not in the mood for walking anymore.

“kai, i can’t go any faster! my feet hurt!” - you say trying to make your voice sound sufferable - “are you sure we are close to the park?”

“just a little bit more, y/n. i promise.” 

you two don’t live any closer to the central part of the town. which huening often used as an excuse for not going to any of the social events. like the time the whole city did a 24 hour dancing event, where the last couple standing would get a trophy and a free dinner in any restaurant they wanted. you’re still upset about it, by the way.

but something has changed this boy’s mind and today he decided to drag you the whole way there to see the autumn festival. he could’ve at least warned you to not wear your favorite pair of cozy boots. they’re the cutest pair you own but the comfortability did not match with it’s beauty.

“close your eyes, y/n.” he says out of sudden while turning back to look at you.

“now not only do you want to kill my feet but also make me walk without seeing anything?” this boy is seriously a mystery to you.

“stop complaining, y/n. i promise it will make sense.” - a pout formed on his lips. - “just do it for me.” his face looks so adorable while pleading that you’re left with no choice but accepting his wish. even though you wanted to drag his begging longer just to see this cute look in his eyes.

“okay, fine! but can you stop hiding things from your best friend? you know, the one that you always said you loved and cared about?” you said while closing your eyes and placing your hands above them.

you both walk for a few more minutes, until kai, who has been walking behind you while guiding you with his hands on your shoulders, stops.

“why did we stop, hyuka?”

without saying a word, the boy puts his hand on yours, taking them slowly out of your vision. “what do you think, y/n?” 

kai had prepared a beautiful picnic under a tree. but not any tree. the oldest and biggest tree of the whole park. it is the hardest spot to get during the festival season, since a lot of the couples book it to confess their love to each other or getting proposed to.

everything seems straight out of a movie. the towel plastered on the grass, filled with your favorite food and drinks, the smell of the fresh baked bread filing your senses. not one single detail goes by without you noticing it.

“kai, i… i don’t even know what to say.” you tell him, trying to process the beauty that is in front of you.

“it’s okay, y/n. as long as you like it, that’s all i need to know.”

“like it?” - you give a small pause and look at him. - “i love it! kai, this is so beyond anything i expected! this is just so… special.” you look back at the picnic trying to not cry, thinking about all the work he must have put through this just for you.

“what did you think i was going to do?”  he laughs at what you just implied.

“i don’t know… maybe trying to get me to like that terrible coffee you love.”

“first of all, that dinner makes the best coffee out of the whole town. second, i don’t love it. i just think that more people should appreciate the work that old lady puts in making her coffee.”

“well, you and the rest of those bitter people who love bitterness for sure appreciate her bitter coffee.”- you pause a bit. - “and yes, you do love that coffee.”

“should we eat, y/n? i feel like food is gonna make you less grumpy.”

“hey! i’m not grumpy! my feet hurts, remember?” you try to make him feel pity.

spending time like this with hyuka is always your favorite part of the day. you wouldn’t mind if he just brought you to town to walk around and talk. as long as it’s with him, nothing matters.

this feeling has been growing inside your heart constantly now. the days where you aren’t with him seem to be passing slower. your heart beat increases just by the mere thought of him. you have been avoiding this voice inside of your head. but now, here with him, it all comes back.

his dark brown hair flowing with the wind, cheeks a light shade of pink because of the gentle cold breeze, his wide smile, the way he says your name after each sentence, even the moles on his face and neck that make you wonder how it must feel under your lips.

you’re scared to admit what these feelings may be. after all, he's your best-friend. he must not feel even remotely close as you feel about him. but, oh god! how you’re wrong.

“y/n, is everything okay? you seem a little distant.” huening looks worried at you.

“yes! i’m fine!” - you smile trying to ease his tension. - “i was just thinking about some things. nothing to be worried about.”

“oh, good! because, ummm… i want to give you something.” he scratches the back of his neck.

he pulls a beautiful little black box out of his jacket. it has a big black bow on top of it and a thin piece of paper that has “to my y/n ♡” written on it. 

“i saw it in luke’s pioneer store and thought of you.” he says while giving you the box.

you open it and a beautiful golden heart necklace is waiting for you inside.

“if you open the heart, there’s a picture of us.” his shy voice speaks.

the picture is from the year you two met. when his parents moved across the street and yours forced a friendship to happen between you and him, because the “oh, poor boy seems so shy, y/n.” 

little did your parents know that you actually met the love of your life. 

“kai…” tears form in your eyes again.

“let me put it on you, y/n.” he says while standing up 

“of course.” and you get up too.

“wow, i must really have left you speechless. it’s the first time you do something i say without arguing back.”

he was right. you don’t know what is happening with you now. in fact, you don’t know what any of this means. the picnic and now this. all under one of the most romantic places in town. your mind is too foggy to think straight about anything.

kai’s breath hits your neck and you can’t help the shiver’s that appear on the surface of your skin. he’s so close. too close. you can feel his warmth, his chest on your back, his hands on your neck. it’s all too much for you to process.

but hueningkai wasn’t in his best senses either. his breath is uneven. his mind screaming at him in need to leave kisses in your exposed skin.

“i’m done.” he says while trying to keep a safe distance between you two.

“how do i look?” you say while facing him.

“you look… beautiful.”

something in his eyes is calling you closer to him. without even realizing what you’re doing, you close the gap between you two. your faces just a few inches from each other.

“i have been waiting for this, y/n.” kai speaks first.

“for seeing how i look from up-close? i’m sure it’s the same as before.” you laugh at him.

“no, y/n.” - he laughs back. - “well.. yes! because you look even more breathtaking than before.” 

your heart skips a bit.

“you know that bringing you here today isn’t just a coincidence. right?” - kai puts a strand of your hair behind your ear and puts his large palm on your cheek. “i thought about this day a million times. and… god, it’s just so hard to talk to you while you look at me like this. i had a whole speech prepared but looking at you made me forget all of it.” you two laugh at his sudden reveal.

“i guess what i’m trying to say” - he continues. -  “it’s that i love you, y/n. since the day i looked at you. since the first time our eyes met, i always knew that i loved you.” 

that strong urge comes back to you, this time as a strong wave that puts your lips on his without a second thought. kai is caught by surprise with your sudden action. but it doesn’t even take him a minute to kiss you back.

the kiss is urgent but romantic. why did it take so long for you two to do it? why do other people have to come before these feelings come into the surface? you can’t answer. but right now, you don’t want his lips to ever leave yours.

he’s gently pulling you even closer by your waist as you grab him on his neck. both of you’re trying to close any gap that could possibly still be open. the urge is so intense that you don’t want to separate even for breathing.

but eventually kai pulls away and rests his forehead on yours. his wide smile plastered on lips and it makes you want to kiss him again.

maybe you and kai waited to fall in love along with the brown leaves that fall down the trees and dance together with the wind.

🍂 ͏youth in autumn masterlist.

★ taglist: @impureperhaps @sunoooism @itgirlgyu @mazeinthemoon

★ status: taglist and requests currently open! send me an ask or comment to be added.

© gyuletters, 2023 - do not repost, copy, or translate. // finally releasing the first fic for the autumn event, YAYYY!! sorry for taking so long. as some of you may have noticed, i’ve been distant from tumblr. there’s nothing big happening or taking my mind of writing, i’m just lazy for sitting down and having motivation to write LOL. but i promise to try posting more fics. also, did u notice my references to gilmore girls? that’s how you all know how much i love this show. anyways, i hope that you all enjoyed this fic. i’ll be back with moree~!! always remember that i love youuu~!! 

with love,

star. xoxo

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OK SO

I can’t stop thinking about this since that episode of workman with gyu came out

You two have been coworkers for a while and he has a lil crush on you but won’t say anything 🙄🙄 BUT THE KIDS HAVE ALREADY PICKED UP ON THAT which means they are constantly saying to each other how uncle beomie and auntie mc look cute together and yk how terrible (cute tone) kids are……..so they see like;,;;;, trying to set you two up in their own way?? but neither of you take notice of that, bc it’s just little kids being little kids

One day a new little boy arrives at the kid’s cafe and since it’s his first time there and due to him being a little bit younger than the others he’s a little confused 😓 and ends up calling beom ‘dad’😭 ofc you think it’s ADORABLE and giggles about how flustered Beomgyu is

He’s also like.SO.in.love with you. He watches you play with the kids during his break and his poor heart melts at the sight

Silly Beomgyu, he has no idea you think the same of him and FINALLY one day after your shift you gather all of your courage and ask if he wants to eat something (the kids in the back give each other a high five bc it took them SO LONG to get together)

BEOMGYU AND KIDS!!!! OMG, I THINK IM GONNA DIEEEEE!!!!! 😭😭💘💘💘

i dont even have anything to add on this thought bcs its already so well written. i can totally see his round beautiful brown eyes, sparkling looking at u with the kids, all enamored. :(💞

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🔪 𖥔 ݁ ˖ lovesick | beomgyu slasher fic.

♡ gn!reader ، wc: 3.5k ، genre: horror, gore, slasher, (maybe) angst ، tw: murder, blood, very toxic relationship, sexual innuendo.

♡ note: in no way i'm glorifying the themes below. this is a work of pure entertainment based on pre existent horror movies. if you don't feel comfortable, please, do not read it.

he looks at you mortified. as if he is not a ghost himself.

maybe he thought you are so pathetic, that you were so miserable, to the point you had to wash yourself in blood to prove how much you love him. but it didn’t matter. you finally have his attention back. you finally made him remember that you could, in fact, kill anything and anyone if it meant to keep his love.

“don’t you see, baby? i’m just like you.” a sweet and calm voice comes out, matching with your psychotic smile.

“y/n, stop.” beomgyu said, trying to take the knife out of your hands.

can’t he see how much you need him? how desperately you crave him to be yours?

“you don’t get it, do you? urgh! what else do i have to do to prove i need you back, baby?” the knife following your uncontrolled movements, making more blood drip from it.

he acted like you didn’t have a clue about everything. like you didn’t see him take off that stupid mask. like you didn’t know that he is the one responsible for the slashing killing of the last 6 months.

“you don’t know what you’re doing right now, y/n. let me take you out of here. you need help.” this last sentence made your own blood come to your skin. the sound of your heartbeat forming an unrhythmic marching band.

“i need help?” - a historical laugh bubbling in your mouth. - “baby… if i didn’t know you better, i’d probably believe that.” you drag the sentences whining.

“what are you talking about, y/n?”

“seems like you need your memories to be refreshed. so lemme help you.” - you said, getting closer to him. - “where were you that night? you know, that 19th january night that you said you were ‘oh, so fucking tired’ from working. were you at home? because if i remember it well, and excuse my miserable memory, you were seeing in the dawson’s house, weren’t you?”

beomgyu had a straight face all along but you can read him in the palm of your hands: he knew what you meant.

“you know i was sleeping in billy’s house that night, y/n. you even called me.”

“right, it wasn’t you that tatum saw! she saw a black veil, ghost faced guy with a knife in his hands. but, oh my god! what a coincidence, don’t you think? two weeks after her attempted of murder, i found that same mask in your basement.”

he looked you deadly in the eyes. “and, of course. let’s not forget that black veil. i guess you didn’t have enough time to wash it, right? there wasn’t blood in it but it smelled so fucking bad.” you laugh again.

“so what, y/n? i’m the serial killer now?” he arched one of his eyebrows, throwing a disgusted smirk at you.

you take the knife and point it at him. “i never said you were. i’m just… pointing out facts, baby.” you get closer to him, still with the knife directed towards him. “aren’t you turned on by it? that i did all of this for you? that i can be just like you? so crazy like you? and so, so, so psychotic just for you?”

you get on your tiptoes and place your lips close to his. “come on, baby… quit the action… lemme show you what i can do for you. don’t you miss me?” an innocent pout appears in your lips.

beomgyu’s expression changed. he looks primal, savage, just like a sweet bambi prey just passed by him. you know the truth and you’re still trying to stay?

“you’re so fucking crazy, y/n…” he laughs. “doing all of this for me? what are your plans, y/n?” his hand comes in touch with your neck.

your free bloody hand leaves traces in chests until it tangles in his hair. “stop saying my name like that. call me love again.”

beomgyu doesn’t know what type of poison you get through his veins or how you can make him so easily fall on his knees for you. it has always been like that. but now, looking at how far you went for him, proving how good you could be, it pushed the right buttons inside him: you have always been just as psychotically crazy as him.

“oh, love… you have no idea how much i’ve wanted to see you like this. all mine and so fucking disturbing. did you make all of this for me- ARGH.”

beomgyu drops on the floor with his left thigh stinging like hell. blood comes out at the freshly red stained wound.

you just stabbed him. but he was somewhat relieved inside - you didn’t want to kill him, no. as far as he got to know the new you, he knew you wouldn’t do that to him. this is a proof of your love. how much it hurted when he left and how much your love will hurt him. 

"i’m gonna make you never want to leave me again, baby. i’m gonna make you love me again, beomgyu.”

★ taglist: @impureperhaps @sunoooism @itgirlgyu @mazeinthemoon

★ status: taglist and requests currently open! send me an ask or comment to be added.

© gyuletters, 2023 - do not repost, copy, or translate. // my first halloween fic! it was heavily inspired by the first scream movie, my insane crush on billy loomis (lmao) and my undying love for jennifer's body movie. i know that this fic isn’t my usual style and is very different from what i’ve been “““known””” for. but i reaaalllyyy hope you love this as much as i do. anywaysies lol always remember that love you all and tysm for all the love and support!! ♡

with love,

star. xoxo

[uchi4nlog]

🎧 ✧ ݁ ˖ ͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏🍂 ͏ ͏͏ ͏͏YOUTH IN AUTUMN   ֗   ִ ˑ ˳⋆

© header by: @itgirlgyu

★ synopsis: as the brown leaves fall down, you ask yourself: how is it to be in love in autumn? can it be as beautiful as during the summer? or will it make you cry like in the winter? you have no idea. all you know it’s that you don’t want to let this love go so easily as the four seasons pass by. because, being young and in love in autumn is magical.

hello, here’s your star! as autumn started in some countries, i decided to create this lovely event about 'how it feels to fall in love' during this season (which, particularly, is my favorite hihi). follow the rules below to be able to participate:

★ rules: send me an ask with your favorite song, quote from a book/poetry/random text, picture, a scenario you have in mind, anything that reminds you of autumn. with that in mind, choose among the 5 members from tomorrow x together (txt), which one you think goes the best with your scenario. to be fair and so i don’t get lost, i’ll choose ONLY 5 REQUESTS to write. that way i’ll be able to write for all of the members and also not get too overwhelmed with too many things to write. i will not be accepting nsfw (suggestive is okay) and too much angstsy requests. 

★ note: please, be patient and kind! sometimes i get randomly busy during the week which extends my writing deadline. for more informations about how to send me a request, read this.

★ period for sending request: closed.

★ taglist open! send me an ask or comment to be added.

★ perm taglist: @itz-yerin @sunoooism @itgirlgyu @soobunnii

tysm for reading until the end and let your imagination run free! ily! ❤️‍🩹

with love, 

star.

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݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ ⋆ ೀ 15 minutes ago, han sohee.

fem!reader ، wc: 2k ، genre: suggestive, coming out? reader feels a crush for a woman for the first time ، tw: cheating (but not in details).

note: listen to '15 minutes' for a better reading.

as you lay yourself to sleep, images of the night crash into your intoxicated brain.

you never felt this way before. none of your past lovers brought your heartbeat to such an increased speed. but looking at her, made your whole world lit in unknown flames. 

you must have gone crazy. texts of your boyfriend showing up on your phone screen, worried about where the hell you went. 

perhaps, you should feel embarrassed… no, ashamed of yourself! but still, you craved to know more. to explore the electricity spread in your body.

wasn’t she the prettiest creature you’ve ever seen? dancing like the world around her didn’t matter. hair so long and so shiny. eyes closed, but so intense aura spread towards everyone that got close. 

she could be in every dickson's poem or in every botticelli painting.

a goddess, indeed.

would it be so irrational to go back to that party and look for her? would you be risking too much, trying to see her again? but that is all what it is, right? only a small glance at her and you would go home.

you got in the cab with shaking arms. you unlock your phone only to be greeted with more unread messages of your boyfriend. you’re sorry, you really are!

but more images are reminisced in your brain - what kind of spell did she put you into?

as you step out of the car, the only thought in your brain is her. but how would you find her, if you didn’t even know her name? 

the place is so crowded. the smell of alcohol bringing back your drunken state from a few hours ago. 

in every place you look, there’s a hope to find her face. every new face you glanced, a small feeling that it could be her fills your body. but no. she’s nowhere to be seen. you decide to go home after a good 15 minutes looking around.

maybe, it wasn’t supposed to be. in the end, you’re still dating someone. god, your boyfriend! you should call him.

you step out of the party once again, this time defeated. 

you’re so confused, that you decide to use the back door and take the walk through the humid alley to try and ease your mind. not even bothering to look up, only focused on your phone screen. in your head it made sense somehow.

someone bumps into you. you look up to say sorry to whoever it is. and that’s when a beautiful pair of dark brown eyes greets you.

“i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to bump into you.” a soft and gentle voice leaves those red lips. 

it's her. the one that is now engraved in your brain.

“no, it was my fault. it’s totally okay. i’m sorry.” 

“are you okay? you seem a little drunk?” she worries about you.

“yes… maybe… i don’t know. i’m just-” the words get cut off in your throat. why are you acting like a teenage boy?

“you’re just?” she nudges her head slightly to the side and gives you those pretty eyes again.

a laugh erupts from her. your body floats. you have never heard such a beautiful sound in your whole life.

“yes, you’re drunk. look, i can call you an uber or a cab. just tell me your name and your address.” - she says as she takes her phone out of her jacket. - “i shouldn’t let you go home all by yourself.”

those words strike your heart like an arrow. you don’t know why but that made your whole body burn once again.

“so what’s your name?” the smile you saw earlier forms on her face again, accompanied by a gentle tone.

“y/n. and yours?”

“sohee. han sohee. nice to meet you, y/n.”

★ taglist: @sunoooism @itgirlgyu @mazeinthemoon @run4gyu @besciitos @lunathewritingcat @bamtorinrecs

★ status: requests closed and taglist currently open! send me an ask or comment to be added.

© gyuletters, 2024 - do not repost, copy, or translate. // already a new fic? ok, i must be feeling super inspired lately lol. i just hope i don’t lose the spark again. anyway, i don’t know if there are many han sohee’s stans on tumblr. but i kinda wrote this fic more for myself than for anyone, so… if this doesn’t reach as many people, it’s okay. i’m happy if you read it all through, even my little yapping hihihihi. tysm for reading this fic! ilyyy. ♡

with love, 𝑟.

xoxo.

[uchi4nlog]

TOMORROW X TOGETHER

when you're burned out. ⋆ love emotions.

hopeless romantic. (series) ⋆ txt with a curly haired s/o.

did you just called me, DUDE? ⋆ youth in autumn. (series)

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C. YEONJUN

love flowers. ⋆ flower cheeks and red lipstick.

unconsciously. ⋆ you're the only one who understands.

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C. SOOBIN

my angel. ⋆ will i ever see you again?

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C. BEOMGYU

love letters i can't send. ⋆ domestic love.

cottage life. ⋆ playground love.

autumn love. ⋆ clingy beomgyu. (drabble)

vanilla kiss. ⋆ scared.

i think he knows. ⋆ normal days. (drabble)

fuck it, it's fine. ⋆ lovesick.

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K. TAEHYUN

let it snow. ⋆ paris honeymoon.

love so differently the same.

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K. HUENINGKAI

natural beauty. ⋆ the perfect moment.

masked love.

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tysm everybody who send me taehyun requests for my youth in autumn event! i'll choose one and work through it. ♡

don't be sad if your request didn't get picked. i'll be writing the ones left bcs, omg! you guys sent me the prettiest thoughts ever. 😭🩷

[uchi4nlog]

🎧 ✧ ݁ ˖ ͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏🍂 ͏ ͏͏ ͏͏YOUTH IN AUTUMN   ֗   ִ ˑ ˳⋆

© header by: @itgirlgyu

📻 MASTERLIST.ᐟ 𖥔 ݁ ˖

★ hueningkai: autumn leaves. more to come. . .

[uchi4nlog]

HAN SOHEE

15 minutes ago.

LEE HEESEUNG

sweet relief.

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