I Was Looking For Those Too The Other Day! Literally Only Re-downloaded Wattpad For That, But Cant Find

I was looking for those too the other day! Literally only re-downloaded Wattpad for that, but can’t find any 😭😭

guys wtf happened to all the good creepypasta content😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨

I JUST WANT MY SILLY SLENDERMANSION FANFICS BACK.

I WANT MY CHILDHOOD BACK

I WANT THIS FANDOM BACK TO WHAT IT WAS.

BUT I ALSO WANT GOOD CREEPYPASTA FICS

I ALSO WANT PEOPLE WHO WRITE REALISTIC HEADCANNONS TO STEP FORWARD AND KEEP DOING IT.

ITS TAKES ME HOURS OF SCROLLING THROUGH TUMBLR AND AO3 TO FIND SOMETHING THAT IS NOT HEADCANNONS (too many headcannons EVERYWHERE.) AND ARE ACTUAL FICS THAT HAVENT BEEN DISCONTINUED.

I respect the people on tumblr who still write for the fandom so much 🫡🫡

Where did everyone who was in this fandom go??😟

happy late anniversary, happy im not the only one obsessing again 😔🙏🙏

happy marble hornets 15th anniversaryyy just bc im obsessing once again...

my instagram

Guys I DO have my requests open yk? 😔😔

CHAPTER 4 IS DONE.

I STRUGGLED, AND I STILL DONT LIKE IT, BUT ITS STAYING LIKE THAT.

Stray Love

~ The Question ~

Chapter #7

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Warnings ~ Fem Reader, Kissing (TWICE 🙀🙀🙀🙀)

This is short, all chapters will be short, and the story will overall be short. I'm trying to get used to writing again.

Proofread by @hereforthedrinkss

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In the days following the concert, your bond with Hyunjin deepened in ways you hadn’t anticipated. Late-night texts turned into phone calls, and inside jokes became a part of your daily routine. Hyunjin’s witty remarks and playful banter kept you laughing, while his heartfelt conversations made you feel understood and cherished. Each day brought you closer, and the thought of seeing him again filled you with excitement.

Two weeks after the concert, Hyunjin invited you to the dorm. You accepted with a mixture of eagerness and nerves. When you arrived, the rest of Stray Kids were there, filling the space with their energetic presence. They greeted you warmly, teasing Hyunjin and making you feel like part of the family. However, Hyunjin quickly leaned in, his breath warm against your ear. “Ignore them. Tonight is about us,” he whispered, his tone light but sincere.

He led you to his room, which was cozy and full of personal touches. Sketches and photos decorated the walls, and a few art supplies were scattered on his desk. You both settled in, starting with some social games to ease the tension. Laughter filled the room as Hyunjin’s quick wit kept the mood lively. He made playful comments, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he effortlessly won each round.

“Are you secretly a pro at this?” you asked, laughing as he won yet another game.

He grinned, leaning closer. “I’m just good at reading people. Especially you.”

Your cheeks flushed at his words, and you playfully swatted his arm. “You’re impossible.”

“And you love it,” he shot back, his smile widening.

The conversation soon shifted to more personal topics. You shared stories from your past, moments that shaped you, and the dreams you held close. Hyunjin listened intently, his expressions shifting from amused to thoughtful. When it was his turn, he opened up about the pressures of being an idol—the relentless schedule, the constant scrutiny, and the difficulty of maintaining personal relationships.

“Sometimes, it feels like I’m living under a microscope,” he admitted, his fingers gently tracing patterns on your hand. “Everyone’s watching, but no one really sees the real me.”

You nodded, feeling a deep connection with him. “I get it. It’s hard to find someone who truly understands.”

He smiled softly, his gaze unwavering. “But I think we found that in each other, didn’t we?”

You squeezed his hand, your heart swelling with affection. “Yeah, we did.”

There was a moment of silence, filled with unspoken emotions. Hyunjin took a deep breath, his eyes searching yours. “I’ve been wanting to ask you something,” he began, his voice laced with a hint of nervousness. “I know we haven’t known each other for that long, but... would you be my girlfriend? You can totally say no, it’s okay, but I really like you.”

Your heart skipped a beat. You could see the vulnerability in his eyes, the hopeful smile on his lips. Without hesitation, you smiled and whispered, “Yes, Hyunjin. I’d love to be your girlfriend.”

Relief washed over his face, quickly replaced by joy. He leaned in, and you met him halfway. The kiss was long and passionate, filled with all the emotions you had been holding back. His lips were soft and warm against yours, moving with a gentle urgency that made your heart race. You felt his hands in your hair, pulling you closer as the kiss deepened. The world around you seemed to disappear, leaving just the two of you in that moment.

When you finally pulled away, you were both breathless. Hyunjin rested his forehead against yours, his eyes shining with happiness. “You have no idea how happy you’ve made me,” he murmured.

You smiled, feeling a warmth spread through you. “I think I do.”

The evening continued with more conversation, laughter, and sweet moments. Hyunjin’s playful side resurfaced, making you laugh with his witty comments and funny stories about the members. You talked about your favorite movies, music, and even debated over the best pizza toppings.

“Pineapple on pizza is a crime,” Hyunjin declared, his tone mock-serious.

You gasped in mock horror. “How dare you! Pineapple is the best!”

He laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “We might have to agree to disagree on that one.”

Time seemed to fly by, and before you knew it, it was dark outside. Reluctantly, you realized it was time to go home. Hyunjin borrowed Changbin’s car and drove you to your apartment.

When you arrived, you got out and walked to his side of the car, tapping on the window. He rolled it down, and you leaned in, giving him one more passionate kiss. His eyes closed, and a dazy smile spread across his face as he kissed you back.

"Goodnight, Hyunjin," you whispered, pulling away.

"Goodnight," he replied, his voice filled with warmth.

You walked to your front door, feeling light and happy. Opening it, you turned and waved goodbye, giggling and smiling. As you stepped inside, you knew this was just the beginning of something beautiful.

🏷️ : @bswrldd

Yes, I truly do think pineapple on pizza is good.

Stray Love

(what Hyunjin was aggressively typing away at on his phone)

Chapter #1 (Extra)

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Warnings~ This is just a little extra, this whole thing is over text!

This is what Hyunjin was so aggressively typing.

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Have this because writing chapter 4 has been actual hell.