POST IT PLEASE, ILL DO ANYTHING ATP

POST IT PLEASE, I’LL DO ANYTHING ATP😭😭

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??😟

Guys I DO have my requests open yk? 😔😔

Stray Love

~ Connection ~

Chapter #2

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Warnings~ Fem Reader, a lot of this chapter is the characters texting each other, mentions of food.

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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The mysterious man visited the coffee shop four more times over the next few days. Each time, he came in at the same time, and each time, his presence stirred something in your heart. You served him with the same warm smile and cheerful demeanor, and with each encounter, there was a subtle tension between the two of you.

On the fourth day, something changed. The mysterious man lingered at the counter after placing his order, seeming to gather up the courage to speak. Finally, he turned to you, avoiding eye contact and said, "Can I ask you something?"

Your heart skipped a beat at his words. "Sure, what is it?" you replied, trying to keep your voice steady.

The man hesitated for a moment, fidgeting with the edge of his jacket. "I've been coming here for the past few days now, and I..." He trailed off, his voice cracking slightly.

You smiled warmly, encouraging him to continue. "It's okay, take your time."

He took a deep breath, finally raising his eyes to meet yours for a brief moment before quickly averting them again. "I've really enjoyed coming here, and I guess what I'm trying to say is, I was wondering if you would give me your number?"

Your heart fluttered at his words. "Of course," you replied, a grin spreading across your face. You scribbled your number down on a piece of paper and handed it to him. "Here you go."

The man took the paper, looking down at it for a moment before slipping it into his pocket. "Thanks," he said quietly, the smile you can't see reaching his eyes.

As you saved his number under “Mysterious Pretty Boy” on your phone, your heart raced in anticipation. That night, just as you were settling down on your bed, thinking about how seriously familiar you found him, your phone buzzed with a text notification.

You instantly reached for your phone and saw a message from the mysterious man, a wave of excitement washed over you.

The text read:

-Hey, it’s the guy from the coffee shop. Just wanted to say thanks again for giving me your number. I hope you don’t mind me texting.

You couldn’t help but smile at his text. His awkwardness and shyness were endearing in a way. You quickly typed out a response.

-Hey, no problem. It’s nice to hear from you :)

He replied almost instantly.

-I’m glad you think so. I’ve been wanting to text you for a while now, but I was too nervous. I’m glad you didn’t think it was weird.

You chuckled at his response.

-Weird is a word for it. But don't worry, I’ve actually been waiting for you to text me. I was curious to see if you ever would.

He then sent:

-I didn’t want to seem like a creep or anything. But I couldn’t help but notice you every time I came into the coffee shop. You always had that beautiful smile on your face.

Your heart skipped a beat at his words.

-Aww, thank you. I didn’t realize you were paying that much attention to me.

He replied with a winking emoji, followed by:

- ;)

-Of course I was. How could I not? You have the most captivating smile and the most beautiful eyes. I couldn’t take my eyes off you.

Your cheeks flushed at his compliments.

-You’re too sweet. I’ve noticed you too, you know. You’re quite the mysterious one with that mask of yours.

He responded with a playful tone:

-What can I say? I like to keep things interesting. It makes people wonder what’s underneath all this mystery.

You continued:

-Well, it definitely worked. I was curious about you the moment you walked into the coffee shop with that mask on. I even found myself thinking about you after you left.

He sent another text:

-Really? I had no idea. I guess I’m not as subtle as I thought. But I have to admit, it makes me happy to know that you were thinking about me.

You replied, a smirk on your face:

-Yep. I couldn’t help but wonder what secrets you were hiding behind that mask. And I have to say, it only made you more intriguing to me.

He responded with a chuckle:

-Well, I guess I’ll have to be more careful next time. Can’t have my mystery unraveling too quickly. But I promise there’s nothing too sinister behind this mask, just a regular guy.(sure)

After hours of playful, lighthearted, and flirty text conversations, you realized that it was getting late. You had an early class in the morning, and as much as you wanted to keep talking to the mysterious man, you knew you needed to get some sleep.

You woke up early the next day, feeling a mix of excitement and a little bit of tiredness from staying up late texting with the mysterious man. Before heading out to college, you took a moment to send him a quick “Good Morning” text. As you settled into your classes for the day, you couldn’t help but steal glances at your phone, waiting for a response.

As you went through your classes, your mind kept wandering back to the late-night conversation with the mysterious man. You remembered how his personality seemed to come through in his texts, how he was so playful and shy all at once. You also recalled how he hesitated to give you his Korean name and instead offered his English name, Sam. It was definitely a bit suspicious, but you didn't want to pry too much since you both were just getting to know each other.

You spent the rest of the morning focusing on your classes, taking notes and participating when called upon. But when you had a break between classes, you couldn't help but check your phone again. There was no new text from him yet, but just seeing his name on your screen made your heart flutter a bit.

Once classes ended, you headed for your shift at the cafe, hoping to see him there.

You couldn't help but hope that the mysterious man would show up at the cafe during your shift. With each passing minute, your excitement grew, your eyes constantly scanning the room for his familiar masked figure.

Finally, just as your shift was about to end, the door of the cafe opened, and in walked the mysterious man. Your heart skipped a beat as you watched him approach the counter, his masked face as unreadable as ever.

"Hi," you greeted him with a warm smile, your heart racing. "The usual?"

He nodded, a small glint in his eyes betraying his shyness. "Yeah, the usual."

You got to work preparing his order, unable to tear your gaze away from him. He leaned against the counter, watching you intently.

As you focused on preparing his order, you felt his gaze on you. It was subtle, but you could sense his eyes on you, studying you under the mask he always wore. It made you both nervous and excited at the same time.

Finally, you handed him his order, your fingers brushing against his as he took it. The brief touch sent a jolt of electricity through you, and you couldn't help but wonder if he felt it too.

He thanked you quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. You could see his eyes crinkling slightly, indicating a smile beneath the mask. As he turned to leave, he paused for a moment, seeming to consider something.

He then turned back to you, his voice soft. "Thank you, Y/N. Bye!"

“No problem, bye Sam!” you said, using his english name in person for the first time.

His eyes widened slightly at the sound of his english name, but he quickly composed himself. You could see a hint of a smile on his face as he lifted a hand in a small wave. "Bye," he repeated softly before walking out of the cafe, his usual calm demeanor now a bit shaken.

After closing time, you checked your phone, just to see a text from him,

You chuckled at the unexpected question. After closing the cafe for the night, you grabbed your phone and saw a new text from the mysterious man. Your heart skipped a beat as you read the message:

-You're single, right?

You responded with a playful tone:

-Why do you ask?

-Just making sure I have no competition ;) was what he sent back before you guys fell into conversation again.

You chuckled at his response, enjoying the playful banter between you two. The conversation continued as you both exchanged texts, each message filled with the same lighthearted banter that had become a familiar routine now.

Before you knew it, hours had passed and you found yourself lying in bed, your phone clutched in your hand as you texted him late into the night. Your eyes were growing heavy, but you didn't want the conversation to end.

You checked the time and realized it was well past midnight. Your eyes were starting to droop, but the thought of ending the conversation with him was strangely disappointing.

After a while, you decided to get straight to the point and sent him a playful question:

-What is it with you being all shy and quiet in person, but all flirty and outgoing through text messages?

You waited for his response, feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

He replied almost instantly, the tone of his message playful yet serious at the same time.

-What can I say? I guess I'm more comfortable expressing myself when I have a screen between us.

You chuckled softly at his response, appreciating his honesty.

-Well, I can't say I mind the flirty and outgoing version of you. It's kind of cute, actually.

-Just wish you would show it in person too

You continued, but he quickly replied,

-Your beauty is too distracting for me to be like this in person..

You blushed at his compliment, your heart fluttering in your chest. But you didn't want to let him off the hook that easily.

-But I like this side of you :(

You continue with a smirk.

-It's a shame you're too shy to show it in person. I wouldn't mind some of that confidence.

He typed out a response, his reply carrying a hint of vulnerability.

-I know, I know. I'm working on it, I swear. It's just... being around you in person makes my heart race, and I can't help but become all tongue-tied.

You smiled at the vulnerability in the message before you replied with:

-If you start being like this with me in person, I’ll let you have free Iced Americanos for the rest of the month, all on me. Pinky promise. You decide to send

His response came a moment later, a playful tone evident through the text.

-You're going to bribe me with free Iced Americanos? That's a tough offer to resist. But I'll try my best to be more outgoing around you in person. Pinky promise.

You texted for a while, before you got sleepy. He, however, went to sleep first with the claim of

-I have so much to do at my job tomorrow 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

with a plethora of crying emojis, You guys shared some sweet “Goodnight ❤️” texts and you went to sleep all giddy and happy, your heart beating out of your chest as you felt your relationship advance.

RAHHH THIS FEELS KINDA LONG, IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF…

I’m gonna write a fake text story, it’s gonna be Idol!Seungmin x Gn!Reader. And it’s gonna be my longest one so far, just you watch.

Stray Love

~ A Recipe For Love ~

Chapter #8

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Warnings ~ Fem Reader, Food, Extra Character (Felix), Cuddling

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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The bond between you and Hyunjin grew stronger each day, filled with texts, calls, and stolen moments together. He always knew how to make you laugh with his witty remarks, and his presence felt like a comforting constant in your life. It was a few days after your visit to the dorm when Hyunjin invited you over for a special date. The plan was to bake brownies and try to rival Felix’s famous recipe.

You arrived at the dorm with a mixture of excitement and curiosity. Hyunjin greeted you with a wide smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Ready to out-bake Felix?” he asked, winking.

“I’m not sure that’s possible, but I’m up for the challenge,” you replied, laughing.

The kitchen was already prepped with ingredients laid out neatly on the counter. Hyunjin had even found aprons for both of you. He handed you one with a grin. “I thought we’d look more professional.”

You tied the apron around your waist and glanced at the recipe he had found online. “Okay, Chef Hyunjin, what’s first?”

He glanced at the recipe, his brows furrowing slightly. “First, we need to melt the chocolate and butter together.”

As you worked side by side, melting chocolate, whisking eggs, and measuring flour, the kitchen filled with laughter. Hyunjin kept cracking jokes, and you couldn’t stop giggling. At one point, he playfully dabbed some flour on your nose, and you retaliated by smudging chocolate on his cheek.

“You’ve got something on your face,” you teased.

“Oh, do I?” He leaned in closer, eyes twinkling. “Maybe you should kiss it away.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling. “Nice try.”

The playful banter continued as you poured the batter into a baking pan and slid it into the oven. While waiting for the brownies to bake, Hyunjin turned on some music, and you both danced around the kitchen, laughing and twirling to the beat. It was a simple but perfect moment, filled with joy and warmth.

When the timer went off, you eagerly pulled the brownies out of the oven. They looked delicious, and the smell was heavenly. You cut a slice for Felix and called him into the kitchen.

Felix took a bite and immediately burst into giggles. “These are so sweet! I think another bite might actually give me diabetes.”

You and Hyunjin exchanged a look of mock offense. “What? They’re not that bad!” Hyunjin protested.

Curious, you both took a bite. The sweetness was overwhelming, and you couldn’t help but spit it out into the trash can. “Okay, maybe they are a bit too sweet,” you admitted, laughing.

Hyunjin chuckled, shaking his head. “Alright, plan B. Let’s find a real recipe online and make something edible.”

You scrolled through recipes and settled on a simple pasta dish. Following the instructions carefully, you and Hyunjin managed to cook a delicious meal. You set the table and sat down to enjoy your impromptu date.

“This is much better,” Hyunjin said, taking a bite of the pasta.

“I agree. We make a pretty good team,” you replied, smiling at him.

As the evening wore on, you both talked about everything and nothing, the conversation flowing effortlessly. But eventually, the clock reminded you it was getting late.

Hyunjin’s expression turned pouty. “Do you really have to go?”

You sighed, knowing you had to but hating the thought of leaving. “I should, it’s late.”

He whined, wrapping his arms around you. “Just stay and cuddle for a bit? Please?”

You couldn’t resist his pleading eyes and cute pout. “Okay, but just for ten minutes.”

Those ten minutes stretched into hours as you both lost track of time, talking and holding each other close. You eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms, the warmth and comfort of his presence lulling you into a peaceful slumber.

You woke up the next morning, confused at first. Hyunjin was still asleep, his head resting on your chest, his soft breaths tickling your skin. You smiled, gently running your fingers through his hair before whispering his name to wake him up.

His eyes fluttered open, and he looked up at you with a sleepy smile.

"Morning," he mumbled.

"Morning," you replied, gently moving to sit up. "I should get up."

He pouted again but released you.

As you stood, you realized the state of your hair and the fact that you probably had morning breath. "Uh, do you have a spare toothbrush?"

Hyunjin nodded, still looking adorably sleepy. "Yeah, in the bathroom. Top drawer."

"Thanks," you said, heading to the bathroom. You quickly brushed your teeth, looking up at the mirror to see your hair in complete disarray. You tried to fix it as best as you could when Hyunjin walked in, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning his head on your shoulder.

"Stay with me," he whispered, his voice soft and sweet.

You giggled, turning slightly to face him. "I need to shower."

"Shower here," he suggested. "You can borrow some of my clothes."

You kissed him on the cheek, watching as his sleepy face immediately lit up. "That's a yes, right?" he asked eagerly.

You nodded, unable to resist his charming smile. "Yes, I'll stay."

His grin widened, and he kissed you softly before stepping back to let you get ready. You showered and borrowed some of his clothes, feeling a sense of comfort in being surrounded by his things. When you stepped out, Hyunjin was waiting, looking at you with an expression full of warmth and affection.

You spent the rest of the morning together, enjoying a lazy breakfast and talking about everything from your favorite childhood memories to your dreams for the future. The connection between you two felt natural and deep, each moment spent together only strengthening your bond.

As you finally prepared to leave, Hyunjin walked you to the door, his hand holding yours tightly. "I'll see you soon?" he asked, a hopeful note in his voice.

"Of course," you replied, leaning in to kiss him softly. "I can't wait."

He smiled, watching as you walked away, your heart full of contentment.

The night had been magical, filled with laughter, love, and the promise of many more beautiful moments to come.

🏷️ : @bswrldd

I think this is a good chapter to tell you that we're nearing the ending🤷🏽‍♀️

꧁𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌.𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭꧂

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏 ~ The Encounter

~ 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 ~

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐 ~ Connection

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑 ~ Unknowingly Known

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒 ~ The Date

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓 ~ Bonding

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔 ~ Backstage Magic

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕 ~ The Question

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖 ~ A Recipe For Love

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗 ~ The Tour

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎~ Public