#perriwiinkle

[jinhyun]

↬part forty five — lamb skewers

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↬hwang hyunjin x reader | college au

you have a crush on him, he feels nothing. you'd do anything as long as you get to spend time with him, he takes it for granted. but even those who have feelings for someone can reach their limit, and hyunjin is the only one to blame.

a/n: i knowww it's taking me longer and longer to update wc but you guys already know what's going on in my life lol so i can only apologise and thank you for being so patient with me. the next part is supposed to be written so far, thankfully not as long as the last one 🥴 but you know me so it'll probably take me longer than usual to get done with anyway. once again my apologies and i hope you all enjoy! pleaseee let me know your thoughts on this<3

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SKZ TAGLIST: @yedamology @bubckyburns @softforcb97 @bearseungmin @Mattheoschik

SHATTERED PUZZLES | 10

“a rude and arrogant patient with no identification wakes up from a year-long coma and develops temporary amnesia. Assigned to you, a volunteer who’s not going to put up with his attitude, you’re both in for a rough ride.”

PAIRING(s) | Hyunjin x reader, ft Minho x reader

THEMES | fluff, angst, a slight love triangle (i gotta stop with the skz love triangles–), amnesia!Hyunjin, Doctor!Chan, Rude!Hyunjin, car accident, trauma

WORD COUNT | 2.7k+

RATING | pg13

NOTE | ... well hello there. i know its been a while, and im so sorry for that. im still not really back yet, since i havent gotten into any sort of writing schedule or anything. but i wanted to finish this part up for you guys since i felt you deserved it. i also want to say thank you for all the support while ive been away, and hello to all my new followers and new readers for this series! i cant believe ive been working on this since i was 15 T^T its crazy to think ill be 18 in december... really thank you guys, all of you, im grateful for those who are new around here and those who have been with me since the beginning! please enjoy and have a great day/night!

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It’s been about three weeks since Hyunjin was betrothed to Yuna. The two have grown closer, but not as their parents believe. Now, she’s become more of a sister, and Hyunjin her brother. 

She shares her crush on the shopkeeper she’s so fond of, asking for advice and tips. In turn, she gives Hyunjin the same—as well as tricks to keep his hair healthy. He likes having her as a friend. 

In between their normal chatter and hanging out, they scheme. Researching legal documents, checking to see if there’s any way they can get out of marrying each other. It’s tiring work, but love is a powerful driving force. 

“Do you know of any close family members that might be willing to take your spot?” Yuna raises her brow at Hyunjin. “I mean, I know I have a cousin or two that wouldn’t mind being in an arranged marriage for a few years. If you have someone to take your spot, then I think that they’ll let us off the hook.”

“That’s a good idea, except for the fact that I don’t know any of my family. The only family in my memories are my parents, and Minho I guess, but he’s not blood.” The blond frowns, sighing. Why did he have to be born to money hungry control freaks?

Yuna purses her lips, “I’ll have someone look into your family and see if you have any candidates. Until then, we have to just hang in there, I guess.”

——

“I’m dying.” You whine, hanging off the couch dramatically.

Minho and Chan shake their heads. “You’re not dying [Y/N],” the younger sighs, “I know it's hard, but you’re both safer this way.”

You know what he’s saying is true, but…

It's been over a month and a half since you were ripped away from Hyunjin, and you’ve thought of him every moment since then. You just want to see him--just be in his presence again. Unfortunately, you know that's not possible. At least, not according to Minho’s information on the blond.

So, while you may not be literally dying, you most definitely feel like you are.

And so when a particular idea pops in your head, you decide you have nothing left to lose, and voice it out.

“Let’s kidnap Hyunjin.”

----

“Yuna! Yuna! Where are you?” Hyunjin scrambles around, excitement all over his face as he races to find her. He’d been up since the crack of dawn, brainstorming ways to get out of their arrangement, and he finally came up with something. Now if only he could find her--

“Hyunjin? What? It’s early as hell,” she yawns, glancing at her phone and shoving the digital numbers in his face, giving him a good look at the time. 8:40 am. “What do you want?”

“They can’t force us to get married if one of us is already married.” He grins, panting slightly from the running around he’d done. Luckily, it isn’t odd for a fiancé to sleep over--or else the entire Hwang staff would be giving him a weird look all day.

Yuna curls a brow. “What do you mean? You want to run away and marry [Y/N] to get out of this?” She yawns a bit towards the end, rubbing her tired eyes with confusion.

His face is covered in shock for a moment before he picks up his jaw and shakes his head. “No, I love her, but she’s not ready to marry me yet. I barely confessed the day we were brought here.” He scoffs at the idea that he’d rush your relationship, which she rolls her eyes at. “You should marry Jay.”

Yuna flushes at the idea, mouth turning into a circle in surprise. Hyunjin knows she wants to marry the boy--she’s talked about it almost every day since they met, after all. “I-I don’t know… what if he doesn’t want to?”

Now it's Hyunjin’s turn to roll his eyes. “He wants to, trust me. I’ve seen the way he looks at you through the shop windows. He’s probably written his vows to you already,” he chuckles, his words making the girl redder than ever, which earns him a shove from her small hands. “Just ask him. If you two get married before our wedding, they won’t be able to force us together.”

Pursing her lips, she sighs. “Fine, I’ll ask.” Her agreement makes the blond cheer in satisfaction.

“Thank you Yuna!”

“Yeah yeah,” she waves him off, stepping back into her room and closing the door, “Let me get back to bed now.” Hyunjin apologizes and waltzes back down the hall to his room, and she can’t help but shake her head at his antics. “Weirdo.”

----

“You want to do what?” Chan all but yells, eyes wide in confusion. Sure, he’d heard a lot of crazy things pertaining to Hyunjin’s situation but you want to kidnap him? That’s a bit too much for the Australian to handle. “[Y/N] you know that’s illegal, right?”

You shrug. “Let's kidnap him. They kidnapped me already. Plus, Minho has pretty much done this before.” Your reasons just make the doctor sigh. “What? I can’t just sit around and do nothing anymore.”

Chan sees where you’re coming from, he really does, but as a doctor, he’s not sure he can condone this idea of yours. “But [Y/N], there’s no way you’re getting through their security and getting back here with Hyunjin safely. By the way, you could be arrested for kidnapping too. And you don’t have the money to get out of it.”

All of his stupid, logical reasoning makes you groan and roll your eyes. You know Chan likes to play by the rules—you usually do too—but for once, you just want him to support you and your bad idea. “Whatever, I don’t care! With or without you Chan, I’m gonna get Hyunjin back. I know he’s miserable, just like I am,” you frown, arms crossed loosely over your chest. “He deserves to be free, no matter who his parents are.”

As you strut away from the living room, Minho can’t help but stare at you in wonder. All this time, he’s known you cared for Hyunjin. What shocks him though, is that you seem to be the only person that can rival Minho’s love for his friend. ‘I can’t believe I’m going this again,’ he sighs, standing to follow you to your room so you can start discussing plans to break Hyunjin out. With the bright smile you give him when he agrees to your idea, he knows why it was so easy for him to fall for you. “So, what’re you thinking?”

Chan is completely flabbergasted, as well as disappointed, with Minho’s reaction. Sure, he knows Minho’s in love with you--everyone knows--but to go along with kidnapping Hyunjin? That sounds like more than love. It's insane. But then again, Chan also knows how much Minho cares about the younger boy, and how much he misses hanging out with him freely. “You guys are ridiculous, you know that, right?”

You glare at the Australian, but you can tell with the way he sounds stressed that he’s about to give into whatever plan you throw at him. 

And so, you begin explaining your master plan to the two boys. 

It wasn’t anything complicated. You would go as Minho’s date for the upcoming gala, disguised as one of their rich guests. While the two of you worked to find Hyunjin, Chan would pretend to be a security guard, and make a safe escape route. This was the base at least. You had also hoped to bring Han, Jeongin, and Seungmin along, have them act as caterers (if they agreed) and keep attention away from Minho, Hyunjin, and yourself as much as possible. Then, Minho would excuse himself, drive one of his cars around the side, and they would all slip out unnoticed.

So here you were, dressed all fancy, surrounded by about a hundred other guests. They’re all too busy trying to either get to Mr. or Mrs. Hwang to notice you, but you feel as if all their eyes are on you, judging you, picking you apart, and getting ready to notify the security of your suspicious presence. 

It makes you shuffle forward a bit faster, and you bump against someone’s shoulder on accident. “I am so sorry--”

“Don’t worry about…” her eyes lock with yours within seconds, “What ar--”

You hold your finger vertically against your lips, telling her--Hyunjin’s arranged partner (who Minho warned you about and who was well aware of how you looked due to the social media pictures of you Hyunjin had shoved in her face)--‘don’t say anything’ and reconnect to Minho’s arm. Minho, who’d seen the whole thing, gives you a curt nod for not going off script.

Striding to the buffet table, you spot Jeongin in your peripheral vision, keeping the attention off of you. He seems to be doing a great job, considering all the older women were by him, gushing over the “adorable young waiter” less than discreetly. You’d seen his fiancée, now where was Hyunjin?

“I’m gonna go look around upstairs, you keep an eye out down here, yeah?” Minho leans down to whisper to you, looking at you for agreement. 

You squeeze his arm and shake your head, “No Minho, everyone’s gonna know I don’t belong here if they see me without you.”

He sighs, stopping the two of you in your tracks. “Nobody’s going to know [Y/N], as long as you don’t do anything to attract attention, you’ll be fine. Just walk around and smile at people.”

You’re about to argue why that isn’t true when he slips out of your hold and walks off--meaning it would look too odd if you were to speed walk back up to him. ‘Damn you’, you think, before turning towards the art wall and deciding that would be a good place to start. 

----

You were wrong. 

As it turns out, the art wall isn’t actually just a small hallway with lovely paintings on the wall and a statue or two on display. It was an entire gallery bigger than your apartment by a landslide. You couldn’t help but be amazed at the family’s collection of fine pieces--but damn it if this wasn’t inconvenient to your search. You’re about 15 minutes into the gallery and still no sign of Hyunjin. You’re beginning to get cold feet about this plan and getting ready to call the whole thing off when a mess of blond hair and dark roots catch your eye. He’s admiring a painting, two bodyguards beside him, one on either side. 

You want to run up to him, hold him so close you’re practically in his skin, his warmth all around you. 

But you can’t, otherwise, all your planning, arranging, and sneaking around would go to waste. You dial Minho’s number and tell him the situation, and he’s by your side within minutes. He smoothly makes his way to Hyunjin, you trailing close behind and listening as Minho tells the guards something to get them to leave. 

“Hyunjin, I brought someone with me,” Minho smiles, catching the younger male’s attention. Stepping aside to make you visible, Hyunjin’s jaw drops and Minho has to catch his glass out of his hands to keep him from shattering it on the floor. “Say hi.”

You can see his eyes get watery, his lip trembling as he takes a step towards you before he stops himself. “What are you doing here? It’s dangerous for you [Y/N].”

Despite his words, you can’t help but melt at the way he sounds saying your name. “We’re getting you out” you whisper, staring into his glistening eyes. “We couldn’t just leave you here.”

“How? My clothes have trackers, there’s guards everywhere-- I don’t think you guys are getting out of here with me,” he frowns, grabbing his clothes to the light flickering in the seams. “I’m stuck here.”

“We know about the guards and everything. We weren’t prepared for the trackers, though,” your brows curl in worry as you look at Minho.

He mentions that he has extra clothes, then moves on to explain the plan to Hyunjin. He seems worried, but at this point, he’ll do anything to get out of his parent’s hold. With a sigh, he asks, “Do you know when Chan will be ready?”

“I was actually about to check,” Minho states, calling the doctor up quickly. He mumbles into the phone, hand covering his face, making it hard enough not only for bystanders and strangers to hear, but difficult for Hyunjin and yourself as well. However, the nod that's accompanied by the movement of his chin let you know enough. “He’s ready whenever you are,” he gives Hyunjin a look, before gesturing to a particularly broad-shouldered security guard standing by a door off to the side of the gallery with “SECURITY” written in bold print on it. 

You begin tugging the blond towards the Australian, suddenly remember you’re all on borrowed time, and that the guards assigned to stay by Hyunjin could return at any moment. Upon this reminder, Hyunjin begins rushing towards the door as discreetly as possible, and Minho decides now is as good a time as ever to excuse himself as the getaway driver. 

“Hey man,” Chan greets quietly, swiftly opening the door to the security room and ushering the two of you inside. Hyunjin nods, glancing around in confusion and paranoia. Upon seeing the younger male’s fright, Chan calms his fears, “Don’t worry about the cameras seeing us. I know a guy who fixed that for us.”

Han’s voice comes out muffled from Chan’s headset, making Hyunjin and your own eyes widen. You knew he had some interest in computers, but you didn’t think he actually had any knowledge to help with something like this. At least now you know how he never seems to get viruses from downloading so much questionable software (he would really do anything to get free streaming services). “Yeah I covered for you guys, but you only have like 5 minutes left before the cameras start capturing live footage again. In other words, hurry up please.” 

You all begin moving through the route, which is incredibly clear. The security room connects to dozens of other security rooms through hidden hallways. You suppose it only makes sense, considering just how rich the Hwangs are, for them to have such an intricate hidden system within the walls of their household. 

Within 3 minutes, you three make it out the back door, where Minho is quietly pulling up, undetected. Hyunjin had removed his shirt during the walk, and ditched his shoes when you guys left the first security room, only needing to change his lower half’s garments now. He hops into the back, quickly replacing his own clothes with those Minho had given to him, ridding himself of the trackers. You hop in the back soon after beside him, Chan and Jeongin piling in soon after with the elder taking the passenger seat and Jeongin squishing himself beside you, barely buckling in when Minho steps on the gas.

“Alright, cams coming on in three… two… one-” just as Han’s voice finishes the count down from Chan’s phone, Hyunjin’s phone goes off with alerts, which are quickly followed by a spam of phone calls that make him throw his phone out of the window in fear as Minho begins speeding down the road towards your side of town.

Hearts pumping with adrenaline, you and the blond face each other simultaneously, tearing up immediately as you lean in to embrace each other’s lips for the first time in far too long. His forehead presses against yours as tears run down his cheeks, his hands caressing and wiping your face. “I missed you so much.”

Your bottom lip trembles, and you lean into his neck, arms wrapping around him to pull Hyunjin close to you, afraid he might disappear if you let go, “I missed you more.”

He lets out a painful laugh, squeezing you tighter to him, and shaking his head as if to gently disagree with you. He can’t fathom you missing him any more than he missed you. “I love you.”

A wistful sigh escapes you, a choked sob following not long after, “I love you too.”

The three boys glance back at you, each of them wearing a soft smile. However, Chan found it difficult to see only joy in Minho’s eyes after hearing your proclamations. He doesn’t mention it though, allowing you all a moment of peace.

----

After arriving at Jisung, Jeongin, and–at this point–Minho’s apartment and settling in, one question plague’s your minds.

“So…” Jisung begins, “What now?”

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[queenandcaffeine]

Ultimate Fashion Guide for Out of Time by @perriwiinkle

This main character in this book has some stunning looks, so I’ve found some of the pieces y/n wears for each chapter! @perriwiinkle​

Chapter 1. THE Bralet

It is LiliPearlUk ‘Handmade Lace Bralet’ in the shade Cobalt Blue (in the style of not beaded)

https://lilipearl.com/collections/all-tops-1/products/cobalt-lilipearl-handmade-lace-bralet

Chapter 7.

It is the Boohoo Lace Scallop Bodysuit in Purple. Sold out on their website but you could find it on poshmark or depop!

Chapter 12.

It is the Brandy Melville Rene Glitter Top in Black. Can be found on poshmark or depop as Brandy’s site is temporarily shut down.

Chapter 13.

It is the Cleobella Belinda Dress in White. Available at Revolve.

https://www.revolve.com/cleobella-belinda-dress/dp/CLEO-WD220/

Chapter 15.

It is the Reformation Klara Dress in Blue. Sold out but can be found on poshmark or depop!

Chapter 17.

It is the Goodnight Macaroon Holly Dress in Pink. Sold out but can be found on poshmark or depop!

Chapter 20.

It is the Windsor Ruffle Things Up dress in Light Blue. Sold out but can be found on poshmark and depop!

Chapter 24.

It is the Dolly Girl Fashion Espresso Jacket in Tan. Sold Out but can be found on poshmark or depop!

Chapter 25.

It is the Free People 100 Degree Mini Dress in Light Blue.

https://www.freepeople.com/shop/100-degree-mini-dress/?color=016&type=REGULAR&quantity=1

[gukyi]

hi!!!! i just read your into the wilderness fic and im a sucker for friends tk lover and especially angst!! it was absolutely perfect. you're a wonderful writer, every sentence was gorgeous and i could visualize everything. i love you and your work. keep going ❤���

ahh thank you so much!! i’m so happy that you enjoyed ITW! definitely my favorite thing i’ve written this year!! it means a lot to me to know that you think i’m a good writer--i’m honored to be on the receiving end of such high praise! thank you for all of your support 💜

[angrylizardjacket]

perriwiinkle replied to your post “this one's called I had a 40 minute bus ride to a shop that was shut...”

Wait is this canon

[acockius]

@perriwiinkle replied to your post “dancing on my own.”

Where is the next part 😭😭😭 I’ve only reread it five teams 

i feel really guilty about this because i don’t know if i will continue it - it was just meant to be a drabble. it seems a lot of people are a fan of something i wrote when i was emotionally compromised, which I APPRECIATE but i just need to get in that state again to see where i can take the plot. i’m not saying it’s dead but i’m also not promising anything. 

HOWEVER, I DID PUBLISH A NEW MULTI-PART FIC THAT I WORKED REALLY HARD ON THAT YOU CAN READ HERE.  (EQUALLY ANGSTY)

[whindsor]

26+ Bucky Barnes please:)

“i swear i didn’t see anything”

Bucky wasn’t sure he’d ever get married, especially once he went into the army. He knew a bunch of guys that had a girl waiting for them back home, brides they’d snagged days before shipping out and whose pictures they carried in their uniform pockets. But after all he’d seen, and all he’d done, Bucky didn’t know if he’d find a girl that understood him, or would be able to handle it. Then came Lu.

When they were stuck in the dungeons of Hydra, he’d made her a promise. One that he had every intention (and desire) to keep. So once they’d been discharged from the hospital and were slowly regaining their strength on the streets of Paris, he’d bought her a ring and asked her to have him forever. If he was going to get married, then an impulsive wedding in the middle of Paris seemed like just the right thing.

Didn’t mean he wasn’t nervous.

He left Steve in the groom’s room, going across the church to the door labeled “bridal suite.” He knocked on it, leaning on the wall and covering his eyes. He heard the tell tale rustle of a dress as Lu came to the door, but despite every curiosity, he kept his eyes closed.

“Yes - Barnes!” she squeaked in quite an uncharacteristic manner, nearly shutting the door. “What the hell are you doing? It’s bad luck!” she chastised in a tone he was much more familiar with.

“I didn’t see anything, I swear!” he laughed, keeping his head down. “I just wanted to say hello.”

“We have a date to say hello in about half an hour.” she pointed out. “That is...unless you’ve changed your mind.”

“Not hardly.” he said immediately. “I just wanted to make sure you hadn’t changed your mind.”

She snaked her hand out the door, reaching around until she found his and gripping his fingers tightly. “Not hardly.” she said, echoing his words. He let out a relieved sigh.

“Good. Just making sure.” he said, keeping his eyes down as he kicked off the wall. She tugged him back by his hand.

“Hey. Tell me you love me.” she said, and he could hear the grin in her voice.

“I love you.” he said with a laugh. She squeezed his hand again and let go. “Hey, you’re not gonna say it back?”

“I’ll tell you later. I’ve still got to fix my hair.” she said. He thought she was joking, but a second later he heard the door snap closed, and he was alone in the hallway again. He shook his head, laughing at the situation, before returning to his side of the church.

Time to get married.

[isitstraightvodka]

do you love me

because i love u

you have no idea how much i love you. it’s a lot xx

[rogerscupboard]

@perriwiinkle

1) you are an angel and a sweetheart, thank you so much!!! i’m so glad you enjoyed it!!

2) YES, please send requests! My ask box is always open!

[thefandomavenue]

Crazy Little Thing Called Love - Part 1

Roger Taylor x Reader

Summary: You meet at a pub and there the story begins

Warnings: none

Author‘s note: Don‘t judge me, it‘s my first fanfiction, hope you like it. Enjoy reading:) ~Jule

Your father gave you a warm hug and wiped his tears, hoping that you didn’t see them. He has always been emotional, even if he would not admit that.

“I’m suffocating, Dad!” You coughed and pretended, that you were about to die. “Don’t be so dramatic…” he laughed “I’ll miss you, you know that!” “The last two years you survived without me too…and I’ll be there for Christmas.” You said after he hugged you again, even tighter. “But I want to see you more than just six weeks a year on your holiday. It’s really lonely at home without you” he whined.

It was your last year at university and you‘re sort of happy to start your everyday life, although it will also be stressful and you‘ll miss your dad as well.

You live five hours from London, so you can’t visit your dad often. The journey is so horrible, that you visited him only two times last year, and on Christmas day of course. It made him sad, that he saw you so rarely, but he understood, that you have to become independent, because you were always spoiled from your parents.

“So, I have to go, Dad. I have to unpack and prepare for classes. And I want to finally see my friends.“ „Okay, bye Y/N“ he said and gave you a kiss on your cheek. He turned around, waved and got in the car to drive away. You watched the car and walked over the known campus to the building, where your room is. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes came into your nose and reminded you of the the last two years and the fun you had with your friends. You‘re going to miss that next year.

You heard a high voice, that tore you from the thoughts.

„Y/N! Finally, you‘re here!“ Alice screamed and came up to you, with a big smile on her lips. „Alice!“ You was so glad to see her and you gave her a hug.

Alice was your room mate and your best friend. She grabbed your bag and you walked to your room. When you opened the door, you could see, that she already unpacked. Her clothes were lying on the floor, her books on her bed and the record player was on. You rolled your eyes.

„I missed you, Y/N“ she said „I missed you too. But I certainly did not miss your chaos“ You grinned. „Piss off“ she laughed „Soo, Robin, Stefan and Matt are on the way to our room and this evening, we want to go to this pub down the street, where „Smile“ is playing. And you’re coming with us“ she spoke.

Smile was a band with three guys, who graduated last year. Tim Staffell, the most arrogant guy you know, Brian May, the school clown, and Roger Taylor, a cute guy, but he was like the human symbol of a playboy, were already a bit famous in this area. They mostly played in some pubs, here in London, and they were really good actually. But you didn’t feel like going today.

„Oh no, Alice. Not today, can we move this plan?“ You said, hoping that she agreed, but you also knew her and knew that she did not, obviously. „Haha no, of course not. That is our last year at university together, let‘s enjoy this!“ she begged. You agreed, because it made no sense to argue with her.

You put on a short jeans skirt, a black glitter top and your high black boots. You made your hair half up and put on some natural make up. You looked in the mirror at your outfit. Your y/h/c hairs fell over your shoulders and you grinned. Not bad.

Two hours later, Alice, Robin, Matt, Stefan and you were on the way to the pub. When you walked in, „Smile“ was already playing. There wasn’t much going in the pub, except a crowd of girls in front of the stage. You headed to the bar, ordered some drinks and watched the performance. All three guys were in their element. Brian was focused on his guitar, Tim was singing and Roger… Roger looked so damn good. He was even hotter than last year, with his long blond hair and his t-shirt, that showed the traces of his sweat. He had such an amazing style and how he was absorbed in his drums. He has always looked good, but now … No wonder, that the girls in front of the stage screamed his name and constantly ran after him

You turned away and after a few drinks, you and the others danced on the floor. You actually didn‘t want to come here, but now you had a lot of fun.

After a while, the band finished their performance and got off the stage. Immediately, a group of girls ran to Roger, that made him very proud, what his big smile revealed. In this moment, you took a brake from dancing, while the band came to the bar. You looked for your friends, who also headed to the bar slowly.

Then you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around and looked into two ocean blue eyes.

[jinhyun]

↬part forty two — hwang hating hours

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↬hwang hyunjin x reader | college au

you have a crush on him, he feels nothing. you'd do anything as long as you get to spend time with him, he takes it for granted. but even those who have feelings for someone can reach their limit, and hyunjin is the only one to blame.

a/n: heheh forgive the hour (although some of you are european so ig it's a pretty reasonable hour for you?? idk depends lol) but i've been very busy lately and was just hit with some inspo and decided to just post it right away. i hope you guys enjoy! i would love to read what you all have to say on it<3

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MY FAVORITES 🌸

Fics and authors that I highly recommend and I think everyone should read

anything of @lullabaesstuff and @sarahisslytherin @scandalous-chaos @sadtrombonemusic @spidervee @theowritesstuff @hiraeth-maximoff I love them with all my heart<3

people who recommend good fics @withahappyrefrain @myguiltypleasures21 @uwiuwi @a-girl-who-loves-disney @aprilfire18

ROBERT SHEEHAN CHARACTERS

anything of @seanfalco @a-ghoulish-tale @super-unpredictable98 @misskittysmagicportal

SIRIUS BLACK/MARAUDERS ERA

anything of @padfootagain @gryffindors-weasley @spxllcxstxr @yourlocalmaraudersbabe @v1oletvenus

RODRICK HEFFLEY

anything of @rodr1cks

ADRIAN CHASE/PEACEMAKER SHOW

anything of @vigilvntes @vigilanteh @honeycombstrawberry (A BETTER NIGHT)

EDDIE MUNSON/STRANGER THINGS

anything of @penmansparadise @erosso @hawkins-losers

I Know What You Want From Me by @amatchinwater (Eddie Munson)

if you’d taken an arrow (and run it right through me) by @iliaclwrites (Eddie Munson)

drunken confession by @eddiemunsonswhxre (Eddie Munson)

Spare me! and Part 2 by @eddie-sweetheart (Eddie Munson)

How to adopt a genius child and a series of unfortunate events by @thisisntmyrightera (Eddie Munson)

TONGUE TWISTER by @queenofthefaceless (Eddie Munson)

Velvet Kisses by @retrobutterflies (Eddie Munson)

“I just wanted to be cool like you” by @rainylana (Eddie Munson)

𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗲 ♬ 𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 (part 2) and 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿 (part 3) by @mypoisonedvine (Eddie Munson)

𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 ✧ ˚ by @munsonquinns (Eddie Munson)

𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝 [𝐀 𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐔𝐬] by @inknopewetrust (Eddie Munson) [this deserves a nobel in my humble opinion]

ROGER TAYLOR

Scuff Up The Sidewalk by @spreadyovrwings

Be Gentle With Me, Darlin’ by @spreadyovrwings

Just A Kiss by @twotitsjohndecaon

The Fantastic Drowse by @fairytales-of-yesterday

Out of Time- Roger Taylor Time Travelling Fic by @perriwiinkle (the link takes you to the post I made talking about this wonderful fic and it's a reblog of the masterlist)

CONT. HERE

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“a rude and arrogant patient with no identification wakes up from a year-long coma and develops temporary amnesia. Assigned to you, a volunteer who’s not going to put up with his attitude, you’re both in for a rough ride.”

PAIRING(s) | Hyunjin x reader, ft Minho x reader

THEMES | fluff, angst, a slight love triangle, amnesia!Hyunjin, Doctor!Chan, Rude!Hyunjin, car accident, trauma, guns

WORD COUNT | 3.8k+

RATING | pg13

NOTE | and so, it finally ends. after two very long years, i have finally completed the work i have put the most of myself into. so many days, nights, minutes, hours, everything have gone into this and, in all honesty, it feels crazy to believe its over. i don't think i'll ever write another fic that i am as close with as this one, or at least, i dont think another will take me so long to finish and have over 30k words. really, i hope you have all enjoyed the ride, and enjoy finally reading the end of this story. thank you all, and have a great day/night <3

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“Okay Hyunjin, I’m going to give you a mental evaluation to prove that you are sane and stable enough to take care of yourself. As long as you pass, your parents should have just about no power over you, but just to be sure, we’re going to move you and [Y/N] to a different province since the police here seem to be under your parents’ influence,” Chan explains, sitting down in front of the blond with a clipboard and pen in hand. “If it really comes down to it, we can open something in court, okay?”

Hyunjin gulps, then nods, hoping it never comes to that. What if he’s not stable enough? What if there is something wrong with him and he’s deemed incapable of caring for himself? What would happen to him–and more importantly–all of you?

––

You nervously tap your foot as you wait in the lobby of the hospital. You’re sure Hyunjin will pass–he has to. Plus, other than the panic attacks and flashbacks (which have severely decreased), he doesn’t seem to have any behavior that would be considered too worrisome. You sigh, deciding that you’re overreacting, and turn to your right to face Minho. “I shouldn’t be worried, right?”

“I don’t think so. Sure, he’s been through a lot, but I don’t think there’s anything that would prevent this from working out. And if anything, Chan can probably fudge his scores a bit,” he jokes with a slight smile. You shake your head at him, since saying something like that at the hospital Chan works at doesn’t really seem like a good idea. “What? I’m kidding.”

A moment of silence washes over you both when Minho clears his throat to catch your attention. “So, we haven’t really gotten the chance to talk much about you and Hyunjin’s feelings about one another,” he leans towards you, wiggling his eyebrows in a teasing manner, “How are things?”

With a tinge of pink on your cheeks, you shrug, avoiding eye contact. “Oh uh, everything’s cool.”

With an amused smirk, the boy can’t help but push further–even if a part of him didn’t want to know. “Cool, huh? What kind of answer is that [Y/N]?” 

Again, you shrug, suddenly feeling embarrassed. “I don’t know… we’re good but like, we’re awkward too now. Since we didn’t get much time with each other after confessing, and it's been so long since then, we haven’t really picked up where we left off, y’know?”

He nods in understanding, “Have you talked about it?”

“About what?”

“The kiss-es, your feelings, everything?”

“No,” You shake your head, “It doesn’t feel like a good time.”

“You’re talking about your feelings–it's never going to feel like the right time [Y/N],” you frown at him, “Plus, if anything goes wrong, wouldn’t you feel better knowing you said everything you wanted to say?”

There’s a pause, and you groan. “I hate it when you’re right, you know that right?”

“Everyone hates when I’m right.”

“True.”

––

“So am I sane?”

“Well people are going to think you aren’t if you go around asking questions like that,” Chan chuckles, before looking at Hyunjin with a friendly fondness. “I have to get a second opinion, so someone else will have to come in and test you in a minute but… I think you’re good to go Hyunjin.”

It feels like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders, and Hyunjin smiles in relief. There was no reason to really be worried, but Hyunjin being Hyunjin (the drama king), he had his concerns. As Chan walks out of the room, he pulls out the phone Minho had given him upon his return, and texts the group chat Chan says he thinks we’re in the clear.

His phone dings as the rest of the boys and yourself give him congratulations and thumbs ups at the news, and he can’t help but feel… hopeful. Maybe he’ll be able to get away from him family, leave his old life behind, and start something new.

… hopefully start something new with you too.

Within a few minutes, another individual wearing a white cloak waltz through the door Chan had exited from, ready to evaluate Hyunjin. Since this is his second evaluation, he’s breezing through the questions. In almost no time, Chan is walking back into the room, you and Minho following close behind.

“He’s sane guys,” Chan jokes, making the four of you laugh gently. “Alright, I’m going to call off and call that friend of mine I told could help with moving you guys, I already have everything set up, we just needed this to make sure they can’t claim some sort of guardian rights over Hyunjin.”

“Well, time to pack up I guess,” you sigh, thinking of all the furniture and other possessions you have to pick.

All of which seem to be far less than you anticipated as Changbin places the last cardboard box into a moving trailer. You could have sworn your apartment had far more within it–but then again, there’s been a lot of broken frames, vases, and other things that have slowly disappeared from your home. 

You almost can’t believe it all–this past year with Hyunjin. From being your patient you read to every day, to a complete asshole you had to care for, and now the man you’re in love with–so much has happened. First his memories were gone, then a few resurfaced, and now you’re about to leave the only apartment you’ve ever lived in independently to escape from his crazy parents. It almost feels like a dream with all the twists and turns you’ve been through in such little time. 

“Okay, I got everything settled with the house,” Minho informs you as he climbs into the backseat, typing something on his phone. “Being rich with not-so-crazy parents has its perks.” Hyunjin sends him a playful glare, to which the younger boy grins at. “Not my fault yours are psycho.”

“Yeah yeah,” Hyunjin rolls his eyes, buckling into the seat beside you, sandwiching himself between you and Minho. 

Chan climbs into your front seat, Changbin crawling into the passenger’s. He gives everyone a once-over before starting to drive. “My friend is working on getting you a new license plate and everything, so they can’t target your vehicle anymore [Y/N].”

“Thanks Chan,” he nods back at you, eyes locked on the road. 

Hyunjin moves awkwardly in his spot, staring at his hands with an unknown look in his eyes.

He knows you’re happy to move with him, to run from his family in order to stay safe… but he can’t help but think of all the trouble he’s caused you by being with you. It's not even just you, but the hassles he’s putting Minho, Chan, and everyone else through as well just because you all know him. Changbin is thinking of moving somewhere he can’t be easily found, and Jeongin and Han are planning on leaving their homes too. Felix has already begun considering going back home to Australia–he can only imagine Chan has something similar in mind. 

More and more, it becomes apparent that Hyunjin is a burden to you, and everyone else in his life. But like always, he’s powerless to do anything about it. 

You pick up on his mood–its impossible not to–but choose to ignore it for the time being. Instead, you opt for getting some sleep you so desperately need. 

— —

A few hours later and everybody rolls out for a pit stop at a gas station. You make a beeline for the bathroom, Changbin and Chan splitting up to get gas and snacks while Hyunjin and Minho decide to stretch their legs for a bit. Your car wasn’t the smallest thing known to man, but it wasn’t built for anyone taller than Changbin either. 

“You never really talk about your parents, how is your relationship with them?”

Minho’s head pops up at the blond’s question, before refocusing on the rock he had been kicking. “Its as good as you can imagine considering, well, I’m me. They weren’t happy when they found out I used to get them in trouble with your parents, or when I helped you run away the first time. If they realize I’m a part of your disappearance this time… I might have to get a job,” the shorter male laughs, knowing his account was more than loaded because of his grandparents anyway. “I don’t really talk to them anymore, but they haven’t cut me off their money yet.”

“Why don’t you talk to them anymore?” Hyunjin inquires, eyes filled with concern.

“Cus they care more about their money than me anyway. All I am to them is a failsafe if they ever need to marry me off. Which they can’t–since I would rather go to prison than fuel their money hungry bank accounts. Plus they’re too lazy to deal with me, their ‘delinquent son’, anyway.”

The younger boy nods. Minho may not show it much, but Hyunjin can feel the pain through his words. Something about the way he utters them, like they hurt to say, makes Hyunjin feel the weight of Minho’s concealed emotions. 

“I don’t really have much to offer… but I’ll always be here for whatever you need. You’ve given me everything, Minho,” Hyunjin pushes out awkwardly, and he can almost see the older male’s eyes glaze over. 

Stoic as ever, Minho nods, patting the blond on the back. “When did you grow up so much? It feels like yesterday you were just a little kid following me around my house, and now you’re becoming a man.”

Hyunjin smiles at that, his face a bit flushed at the compliment, before the two make their way back to the car where Chan is waiting for you and Changbin. 

As everyone piles back into your car, Hyunjin stays focused on Minho’s words. You’re becoming a man.

Maybe, just maybe…

It's close to midnight when you finally arrive at Minho’s country house. Somehow Chan still seems wide awake, immediately hopping out of the car and scouting out the area. Sluggishly, you all pry yourselves from the artificial leather your skin has practically fused to. Dragging his feet, Minho makes his way to the house to unlock it, swinging the door open.

A man of muscle, Changbin is bringing stacks of boxes into the house, while Chan and Minho work on moving the mattresses indoors. You work on cleaning up the place–Minho hasn’t been here in years it seems. 

Hyunjin, however, takes to the bedroom on the left of the house. Something about it is familiar–almost calling to him. The doorknob is messed up, but somehow, he knows just how he’s supposed to turn it to get it open.

It's then, when he steps into the room, he knows why it's so familiar.

Paintings upon paintings, photographs upon photographs. Memories of his flash in his head, visions of him, Minho, and Areum hanging out, splashing paint on each other and hanging polaroids of themselves around the room take over his mind. They only continue as he traces his fingers along the walls, grazing them along the paint splatters he remembers so vividly.

His heart stops when he comes face to face with a specific polaroid. Golden lighting, sparkly eyes, bright smile, it all looks too real and tangible. He can remember snapping the photo of Areum, the way they had been giggling together, carefree.

I couldn’t protect her.

It's all my fault she’s gone.

I was too weak.

Frantic words of fear, regret, and anguish run through his head as he falls to his knees, eyes pricking with tears.

“Hey Hyunjin, when we run away together, do you think your parents will find us?”

Yes. “They won’t.” They will.

“You promise?” No, I can’t promise.

“I promise,” No, you don’t. “We’ll be safe.” No, we won’t.

His chest heaves with each sob, his tears wetting the photo. 

Areum is smiling by his side, hands intertwined as he drives along the road. 

“How far are we going?” 

Not far. “Far enough,” Hyunjin laughs, bringing her hand up to his lips and placing a chaste kiss on it. 

Areum giggles, before suddenly stiffening up. “Hyunjin?”

“What’s up baby? Is something wrong?” Something is very wrong.

“I think that car is following us.” It is.

“You sure?” Yes.

“It's been trailing behind us since before we left the main road…” she sounds so scared. 

Hyunjin releases her hand to get a better grip on the wheel. “We can’t shake him until we get off the road. For now just act like we haven’t noticed.”

No, no, no. You’re not getting off the road.

“Why is he sticking his hand out the window-”

He has a gun.

He’s shooting the tires.

I’m going to lose control of the car.

And within seconds, the rear right side of the car dips, and the front left flies into the air.

“Hyunjin!”

His tears come to a startling halt as he hears your voice pierce his ears. Jumping to his feet, he’s suddenly aware of the shuffling feet throughout the house.

He can hear you struggling to say something, your words muffled, when you finally manage to yell, “Run!”

“Shut her up,” a rough, all too familiar voice grunts out, before your mouth is covered by a gloved hand. “Hyunjin, I know you’re here. Come out and all your friends live through tonight.”

You struggle against the masked guard restraining you, doing your best to tell Hyunjin to run, despite the muffled way they leave your lips. Your eyes dance around the room in an attempt to find some way out of this situation–maybe one of the boys can help you. However, as you drag your eyes along each of their frames, you realize they're all restrained as well. Each of them are being held down by at least two guards–Changbin having a third guard. It would make you laugh if it weren’t for the dire circumstances. 

Hyunjin’s father makes his way to each of you, giving you and Minho special attention. With a purse of his lips, he glares at you two. “You know, I never would have introduced you to Hyunjin if I knew how much trouble you would bring me in the future…” His cold gaze shifts to you, a chilling smile along his lips, “And you… I should have killed you the last time we met.”

After a moment, he straightens up. “Actually, I should kill you now. Keep you out of my way,” a gravelly, cold laugh echoing from his throat. “If you’re not down here in the next minute, Hyunjin, I’m going to blow her brains out without letting you say goodbye. 60, 59, 58…”

A cold barrel presses against your nape, the metal slides up your neck to the back of your head. You hear the click behind you, letting you know everything could end for you in a split second if Hyunjin doesn’t show up within “48-”

“Wait!” Hyunjin yelps as he slides down the hallway, panting from running down the stairs. “Let them go. I-I’ll leave without a fight just please” his honey brown eyes lock with yours, “let her go.”

With the gun still pressed against you, you stand there, eyes wide and frozen, and powerless to stop him.

“I’m sorry [Y/N], I really do want to have a life with you,” he pauses, “but I have to be a man and deal with my problems. Just let me say goodbye and leave them alone.”

Your vision blurs as you realize he’s serious, and there’s nothing any of you can do about it. The closer he gets, the more your chest aches, and it's just like at Hyunjin’s house. You’re losing him all over, except this time, as his arms wrap around your neck in an embrace, it all feels too real. Too painful.

Too… tight.

Your eyes open, confusion swirling through your tear-filled eyes as you watch his father approach you both. “All right, that's enough. Let's get going before I change my mind.”

You feel something cold sliding along your neck, something that felt almost identical to the barrel that was pressed against your head seconds ago. As Hyunjin’s arms loosen, you catch a glimpse of light reflecting off something in his hand as he turns around.

“Okay… just one more thing,” Hyunjin sighs, before whipping around, pistol in hand and aimed square at his father, “I’m not going with you.”

“If you’re not down here in the next minute, Hyunjin, I’m going to blow her brains out without letting you say goodbye. 60, 59, 58…”

Hyunjin doesn’t breathe before he darts out that door, rushing down the carpeted stairs. The only thing that stops him, is the slights wobble in one of the stairs that sends his mind spiraling. Everything, his entire life, flashes before his eyes. From the moment he became conscious, up until right now, he remembers it all.

Including Minho’s gun that just so happens to be right under his foot.

Mr. Hwang flinches ever so slightly, displeasure all over his face. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m doing what I said, being a man. You’re going to walk out that door right now, or I’m going to put a bullet through your skull. So get out and leave us all alone, forever,” the blond snarls, pushing the gun closer to his father’s face. “If you’re dead, your business is going to crap, I’m going to jail, and everything illegal you’ve done will come to light during your death’s investigation. And if I die, it’ll all be the same.”

It's a standoff, guns pointed in all directions, everyone’s stiff, and it's so silent you can hear everyone’s individual breaths.

It feels like it's been an eternity when you hear the evil old man’s voice growl, “Lets go. Now.”

It's surreal watching Hynjin’s father’s men leave the house, Hyunjin’s father just behind the last one when Hyunjin grabs his shoulder. “If you ever think of coming for any of us, I’ll bring you down with me,” his voice lower than you would have ever imagined it could be as he shoves him out the door. 

“Hyunjin!”

“Yuna!” The blond grins, embracing the girl. He gestures towards you as he pulls back, “This is [Y/N].”

You two greet each other with smiles, “I know, we met briefly at the party when she rescued you.”

His jaw drops slightly, before he recomposes himself. “Oh. Well, uh, how are you and 

Jay? Will we be hearing wedding bells soon?”

With a flushed smile, Yuna shakes her head. “I asked him, but he said no. He wants us to get married because we’re ready to, not because I’m trying to escape an arranged marriage. And thanks to you, I’m free to be with him again. Since you’re out of the picture, I signed a contract with your family to merge our businesses without marriage, as long as I am free to be with who I want.”

Hyunjin gives her a warm smile, “I’m glad, Yuna. I just wanted to come by before heading home for the day with [Y/N].”

The girl nods, walking you both out the mansion with a smile. “I’m happy you two are together again, and that you’re free Hyunjin. Stay safe you two.”

“You too Yuna.”

The car ride is calm, the two of you talking here and there about nothing in particular, just enjoying each other’s company on the way home. Hyunjin’s out first when the car stops, hopping around the side to open your door for you. Then he takes your hand, guiding you to the door of your apartment building where you two spent so many days and nights together.

“What’s up with you today? You seem to be more of a gentleman than usual,” you giggle, eyebrow raised in suspicion.

Hyunjin looks back at you, offense clear on his face as he unlocks the door for you, gently pulling you to walk in first. “I am always gentlemanly, excuse me.”

“And there’s the sassy Hyunjin I know.”

He scoffs, guiding you to the dining table where two still-warm boxes of Chinese takeout sit waiting for you, and a note with some familiar handwriting addressed to Hyunjin. He mutters a hardly audible “Minho,” with slight annoyance laced into his voice. 

“What’s all this?” 

“Its, uh, its dinner,” he stammers slightly, cheeks slightly flushed. “For us. I wanted today to be kind of special for you–us,”

A slight smile makes its way onto your lips, your eyes trained on him as he pulls out a chair for you which you happily sat in. He takes the seat beside you, handing you your chopsticks and a napkin as you both dig in. Swallowing your mouthful, you turn to him slightly, “So why is tonight special, hm, Jin?”

He looks at you, doe eyes, and the ghost of a smile dancing on his lips. “Because I want to tell you how I feel about you.”

“Hyunjin-”

“Please just listen,” he takes a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment, “Before you took me in, I was a scared, weak, frail kid who needed protection from everyone around him. But you brought me to live with you, despite the fact that I was a jerk who didn’t know a single thing about anything at all. My world was so empty, blank, but you showed me that there’s more to life. You brought light into my world. I was like a puzzle, waiting to be solved, and you didn’t just put my pieces together, but you were the last one.”

“[Y/N], I didn’t know who I was before you. Even with all my memories, they don’t feel like me. I have these memories but…”

“I don’t remember me before you.”

“I don’t know what you’re trying to tell me Hyunjin,” you whisper, your eyes locked with each others’. 

Bringing his face closer to yours, he breathes. “[Y/N], you’re the best thing that's ever happened to me. You made me into a man who can protect, rather than someone who needs to be protected. I love you, [Y/N].”

“I love you too,” and within seconds your lips meet, dancing in perfect synchronization with each other. Your heartbeats are one and you're completely entangled with each other. It feels like hours later when you finally break apart, breathing heavily, smiles spread across your faces. “I just have one question.”

“What's that?”

“How did you hide the gun?”

Hyunjin pulls back a bit in surprise, eyebrows raised. “What? That’s your question?” You nod, eager to know the answer. “I tucked it in my shirt and hid it with my hair.”

“I knew it,” you beam, making him roll his eyes. 

“Can we go back to kissing now?”

“Yes we can.”

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[hyunjinspark]

part 15: not a bad kisser

only fools fall for you | hyunjin sm au

you’re excited to finally get a new start at university, majoring in the thing you love the most; dancing, and you’re positive that absolutely nothing can ruin the quintessential college experience for you.

that is, until you run into your lifelong rival, hwang hyunjin and to make things worse…you can’t seem to get rid of him.

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a/n: how does hyunjin know 👀👀

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no big deal

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➻ yn just got out of a bad relationship and it's in the "I hate men" phase, the last thing she needs is a new guy in her life... but what happens when she meets Park Jimin, a sweet and gorgeous guy that makes her heart beats faster than a drum? Will she be ready to trust again?

au masterlist 📚

a/n: sometimes i feel like i put too much in only one chapter..? anyway, i hope you guys like this 💕

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