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It's been 55 days and 75 years
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LOVE TO KEEP ME WARM
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love to keep me warm by laufey
Waking up in the morning next to your beautiful girlfriend is something you look forward to before dozing off to sleep every night. So, despite falling asleep tangled up with her, you wake up cold and the bed empty. However, you smell the warm gingerbread candle that you and she bought last week in preparation for your favorite time of year.
“Minjeong?” you call out, sitting up in bed, still wrapped in your blanket because it was actually really cold. You get up and walk over to your shared closet, grabbing a thick hoodie to put on over the t-shirt you wore to sleep.
Putting on your Grinch slippers that you got on your previously mentioned shopping trip, you walk out of the room to look for your usually sleepy girlfriend. Only to find her standing in the kitchen, boiling milk on the stove. You walk up to her, leaning against the fridge and looking at her. She turns around to see you. “Good morning, baby,” she says softly, smiling at you. “Hi,” you respond, still confused as to how she’s up before you.
“I’m making hot cocoa. I was thinking we drink some and then go out in the snow since it’s the first snow,” she says while pouring the now hot milk into your matching Christmas mugs. You look at her even more confused. “When did it snow?” you ask, face scrunched in confusion.
She looks up from the mugs at you with a blank stare and just points to the window in your living room. You turn your head to the window, and lo and behold, the previously green landscape is now bright white and glimmering. Your jaw drops at the sight. You’ve always loved the snow and Christmas time, and you get to spend your first one with your beloved girlfriend. You turn back to her with a bright smile on your face. She looks at you and softly giggles at how cute you look. She hands you your mug after placing a candy cane in it. “Come on, let’s watch a movie really quickly, then we can go out,” she says sweetly, placing a hand on your lower back, leading you to the couch. As you sit down and get comfortable, she turns on your electric fireplace and grabs the TV remote.
“What do you want to watch?” she starts to ask, but before she could even finish her question, you say quickly, “Home Alone.” She jokingly rolls her eyes but still puts the movie on. As you move in closer to her, leaning into her side, she puts an arm around your shoulder, squeezing a little, then kissing your forehead softly. As you both sit comfortably watching the movie, with nothing but love and warmth in your hearts.
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flwrshwr-chenji · 5 months
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BEAUTIFUL STRANGER
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beautiful stranger by laufey
I don’t hate the train. Thursday afternoons may involve being compressed between strangers, but it’s not torturous. Rush hour bus rides, on the other hand, are my own personal hell—seats filled to the brim, traffic, and the uncomfortable proximity to unknown faces.
The train isn’t that bad, I swear. Sunday morning commutes are blissfully unexciting. People are sleeping in, lying in beds with loved ones. The roads are tranquil, seats unoccupied, and plenty of space to stretch out.
Perhaps, I do like the train. Seated at the back, lost in daydreams. Occasionally, my gaze drifts to the brown eyed stranger in the seats opposite mine. It’s at these moments that I entertain the idea of liking the train. An oddly beautiful boy occupies the space across from me, and we share a comfortable silence.
Should I break it?
No.
As the train doors open at my stop, I grab my bag and pass by the boy with the thick hair and soft brown eyes. I briefly pause as I watch the bus leave behind me, and in that moment, I wonder if, just maybe, I’ve come to love the train.
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🇵🇸🍉 Free Palestine 🍉🇵🇸
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flwrshwr-chenji · 5 months
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my biggest character flaw is being very into jeong jaehyun
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flwrshwr-chenji · 5 months
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Sunsetz -CYJ-
Choi Yeonjun ~yeonjunxfem!reader
Genre: Fluff, non-idol AU
Word Counr: 2k
Labels: Established relationship, anniversary, dramatic yeonjun, brief talk of kids, proposal, petnames (baby, pretty, pretty girl), sappy yeonjun, reader cries. ~let me know if I should add anything else~
AN: hey guys! So I've finally decided to venture out of only writing NCT. I hope you guys like it! Please lmk your thoughts and feedback! feel free to message me! I'm open to requests! I'm gonna try to post more often. Writer's block is lowkey kicking my ass so bear with me. But yea hope you guys like my first non-nct fic. Also I plan on making a masterlist soon, so it'll be easier to navigate my account. I am also currently working on another Yeonjun fic, and maybe a RIIZE fic. So hopefully I can get those out soon.
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Walking hand in hand with your boyfriend, you couldn’t be happier. A few weeks prior, Yeonjun had suggested a trip to the countryside for your upcoming 4th anniversary. Feeling a need for some quiet, you quickly said yes to the much-needed vacation. And now here you are on the day of your anniversary, enjoying the early autumn sunlight, locked hands swinging with the breeze. The two of you had spent the whole day exploring the quiet little town. You’d been shopping, gone to a few diners and cafes whenever you got a little hungry, and even drove around for a bit until Yeonjun spotted a small pasture. He quickly suggested the two of you take a walk before you lost too much sunlight, which was where you were now. The car parked a bit a ways back, seeing as you’d been walking for about 10 minutes now, just enjoying each other's presence.
“It’s so pretty out here.” You said softly, almost instantly regretting it as you were met with a cheesy response from the man beside you. “You’re prettier.” He said, the widest grin on his face. You couldn’t help but laugh, knowing just how proud he was at the corny line. “You’re so lame Jun. You know that?” You said, stopping to look at your smiling boyfriend with an equally wide smile. “Yeah, but you love it. You love meee.” He said, bringing his hands up to cup his face and fluttering his eyelashes at you. Pretending to gag, you pulled a disgusted look at him. “Ew no I don’t. I don’t even know you.” You fanned him off, knowing he was about to start into his dramatics.
An exaggerated gasp met your ears as Yeonjun dropped to his knees clutching his chest. “I think- I think I’m dying… I’ve never felt heartbreak like this… Y/N I think these are my final moments.” He said between gasps, sprawling out on the ground. You couldn’t help but giggle as you watched him. He began to roll around, still clutching his chest as he groaned in false pain. Your laughs grew louder the longer you watched him. “Tell my mom I love her… I see the light… I’m going towards the light.” He grunted, sticking to his bit. You decided to play along, dropping to your knees beside him, and taking his hand. “Yeonjun no! Don’t leave me baby please.” You said between giggles “I can’t hold on much longer… Y/N… Baby? Baby you have to save me. Don’t let me go. You have to- Baby you have to kiss me, or you’ll lose me forever.” He panted, his dramatic gasps getting louder and quicker. You couldn’t help but throw your head back in a cackle at his request. “Baby this isn’t funny! I’m dying! You have to save me.” He whined. “Yeonjun you’re ridiculous.” You responded. “I’m serious. I’ll die if you don’t kiss me and tell me how much you love me!” You laughed loudly once again. Yeonjun couldn’t help the smile spreading on his face, your laugh was his favorite sound in the world. “Fine fine. I’ll save you.” You said, grinning at him.
He closed his eyes and puckered his lips, missing the mischievous glint in your eyes as you leaned down to kiss him. He was fully expecting to feel his lips on yours, his eyes shooting open when he felt your lips on his forehead. “No, no, no! You have to kiss me here.” He brought his hand up, tapping his lips before closing his eyes again. “Here?” You teased, kissing his cheek. “No! Here.” He puckered his lips again, making a kissy noise, eyes still closed. “Oh! I see. Here.” You placed a kiss on his other cheek. He groaned. “No! On my lips baby.” He tapped his lips once more. “Ah, okay okay. I got it. You said here.” You giggled, before kissing the tip of his nose. “No, no. My lips. Like this.” He said, quickly sitting up and grabbing your face, pulling you in for a soft, but passionate kiss before you could respond. A surprised squeak left you before you inevitably melted into his touch. You lifted your hands, placing one on his chest and the other cupping his cheek. His hands moved to your waist, pulling you into his lap before pulling away. He rested his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes.
“I’ve never felt more alive.” He grinned. “You’re so dramatic Jun. You know that?” You said softly. He hummed in acknowledgment, hugging you closer. “But you love it. You love me…” He repeated his earlier statement. This time you nodded, leaning back a bit and wrapping your arms over his shoulders. “I do. I love you more than you know.” You said, pecking his lips gently. “And I love you most pretty.” He responded. The two of you sat in silence for a moment, before deciding to stand up and walk back to the car. Yeonjun quickly grabbed your hand, locking your fingers as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “We should have a picnic out here. We can go back to the cabin and pack a basket really quickly.” You suggested. “Yea? We can do whatever you want pretty girl.” He said, placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head. You grinned, leaning into his side as you walked back to the car.
Just as promised, a basket was quickly packed, along with a blanket, and before you knew it you were back at the pasture with everything laid out neatly in the grass. Yeonjun had his head in your lap, munching on one of the sandwiches you’d made, while you carded your fingers through his soft hair, sipping a glass of wine. “This is the perfect anniversary baby.” You said softly. “I agree. I'm glad you’re enjoying yourself pretty.” Yeonjun replied, peering up at you. “I like this… Spending time with you like this. It’s peaceful.” Yeonjun said, sitting up after a moment of silence. “It’s perfect. I could get used to this.” You smiled, watching the sunset in front of you. “We could have this you know… Buy a house out here. Even if it’s just a vacation home.” You leaned against your boyfriend, liking that idea. “You know if we have kids one day… we could bring them out here. It’d be nice watching a mini us run around.” You hummed in approval as he continued. “I like the sound of that.” You said softly. “You should take some pictures pretty,” Yeonjun said, leaning forward, pulling a camera out of the picnic basket, he knew how much you liked photography.
You grinned, jumping to your feet, and taking the camera. Yeonjun stood up after you, watching as you walked a bit farther, snapping pictures of the setting sun and your surroundings. Unbeknownst to you, Yeonjun reached into the basket again, pulling out a small box, which he’d hidden in there while you went to get a blanket for the picnic. He didn’t know why he was getting nervous all of a sudden. You’d talked about having forever together, starting a family, and things like that, but something about making it official had butterflies erupting in his stomach. He let you have a few minutes, watching you take pictures, hiding the box behind his back whenever you turned to snap pictures of him. Using his free hand, he pulled out his phone, snapping pictures of you, watching you in your element. After snapping a few dozen photos, he dropped his phone down onto the blanket and walked up behind you. He shoved the ring box in his pocket before wrapping his arms around your waist. “Happy anniversary pretty girl.” He whispered in your ear. You turned your head to him with the widest grin on your face. “Happy anniversary baby.” You said back, turning to face him, craning your neck to kiss him. He leaned down to meet your lips, smiling as he tightened his grip around you. The kiss was short-lived before you turned in his arms again, raising the camera to take pictures of the two of you together.
After letting you snap a few pictures Yeonjun stepped back, grabbing your hand. “Come back to the blanket. I have something for you.” He said, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he guided you back to your blanket and sat with you. “What’d you get?” You asked, wondering what was waiting for you. “Close your eyes.” He said, waiting for you to follow his instructions. You did so quickly, giggling in excitement. He pulled the small box out of his pocket, opening it to reveal a beautiful diamond ring. “Okay. Open your eyes.” Doing as told, you study his face, noting the bit of nervousness in his eyes. You glanced down at his hands and let out a loud gasp. “Yeonjun…” You said softly. “I love you so much, more than anything and as you know, we’ve been together for four whole years. Which is crazy. For the last four years, I’ve given you my whole heart. The purest form of love and adoration. You’ve been by my side through thick and thin, and I want to thank you for that. I want you to know, that I plan on spending the rest of my life making myself the best man I can possibly be for you if you’ll have me. I want to keep you as happy as possible. I want to thank you for being my best friend, and my soulmate. You’ve kept me sane these last four years as we navigate life together. I want to give you the world, but for now, I have this beautiful diamond ring, for an even more beautiful girl. So as we continue to make our way through life, I hope you’ll stay by my side as we do. So until I can figure out a way to give you the world, will you take this ring, and my promise to put nothing but a smile on your face for the rest of our lives? Will you marry me pretty girl” He said, his gentle words like a lullaby to your ears, as tears streamed down your cheeks. He reached a hand up, wiping your tears and placing gentle kisses on your cheeks where your tears fell.
“You said you’d put nothing but a smile on my face, and here you are making me cry.” You giggled through a sniffle. “Yes of course I’ll marry you. I love you so much Jun.” You wiped your eyes once more, smiling until your cheeks hurt as you watched your now fiancé slide the ring onto your finger. Once the ring was in place, you grabbed Yeonjun’s face, practically smushing him as you kissed him with as much love as you could muster. He pulled you into a tight hug, returning your kiss with just as much love, grinning against your lips. “I love you so so much pretty. Thank you for making me the happiest man on earth.” He said after separating from your lips. He pulled you to your fit, spinning you around as you laughed, holding him tightly. Once he placed you back onto the ground the excitement settled in. He began running around, cheering at the top of his lungs. “We’re getting married!!” He yelled, jumping up and clicking his heels together. You laughed as you watched with admiration. “You’re such an idiot.” You laughed. “I may be an idiot, but I’m an idiot who convinced you to marry me!” He cheered again. You half expected him to click his heels again, letting out a ‘yippee’ as he did so. Instead, he tackled you into a tight hug, tumbling into the grass with you in his arms. “I can’t wait ’til I can call you my wife.” He grinned. “And I can’t wait to call you my husband, idiot.” You smiled. The two of you lay in the grass together, limbs tangled together, as you basked in the light of the sunset. You couldn’t wait for the endless sunsets you’d get to spend together.
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flwrshwr-chenji · 5 months
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Pretty -CYJ-
Choi YeonjunxFem!Reader
Genre: Meet cute, college AU, non-idol AU Word Count: 600ish
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If someone were to ask you what was your favorite part of your college years, you’d wholeheartedly tell them it was meeting Yeonjun. You’d met him at the beginning of your sophomore year. This charismatic boy with a rather loud personality. He seemed to take a liking to you the moment he saw you studying on the campus lawn. You were laid out on a blanket surrounded by snacks, an open textbook, your laptop, and a notebook, which you were steadily filling with notes.
He also noticed the small speaker lying beside you, quietly playing music. His ears had picked up on a song he was quite fond of, which drew his attention to you. “I hope you think of me high… I hope you think of me highly.”  He listened to you sing along quietly to 'High' by 5 Seconds of Summer. Before he knew it his feet were moving in your direction, taking in your appearance as he moved closer. The claw clip holding your hair out of your face, the glasses resting on the bridge of your nose, the black crop top clinging to your upper body, the army green cargo pants, having ridden up your calves due to the way your legs lightly kicked behind you, and the black converse adorning your feet.  
“Excuse me.” He said once he was in front of you. The sudden presence startled you, causing you to jump a bit as you begin to scan your eyes upwards of the person standing in front of you. Black Converse, matching your own, loose-fitting blacked ripped jeans, a black and white striped knit sweater, headphones resting around his neck, and a black beanie sitting atop dark blue-green hair. ‘Wow he’s pretty’ you immediately thought to yourself as you brought yourself to sit in an upright position. Who was this pretty stranger, and why was he bothering you, you wondered as you spoke to greet him. “Uhh hi… was my music bothering you?” You asked, reaching for your phone to pause the song, hoping you weren’t being a disturbance. “Oh no no, not at all, actually I came over because I really like this song… And I can’t resist a pretty girl with good taste in music.” He said nonchalantly, stuffing his hands in his pockets. You couldn’t help the small smile forming on your face after the sudden compliment.
“Mind if I sit?” He asked, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth, preparing for rejection. “Yea… Yea of course you can.” You said, quickly making space for this stranger on your blanket. Upon taking a seat, Yeonjun spoke again. “So does this pretty girl have a name?” He asked, crossing his legs, a small smile resting on his lips. “You imposed on my study time, I only feel it’s right you tell me your name first.” You replied, attempting to match the confidence being presented to you. “That’s fair.” A soft chuckle left the boy in front of you. “Yeonjun.” He said, smiling at you.
“Well Yeonjun, this pretty girl does indeed have a name. It’s Y/N. Nice to meet you.” You stuck your hand out to shake. Yeonjun quickly accepted, shaking your hand with a grin before retracting his hand. He leaned back, placing his hands behind him to hold himself up. “Nice to meet you as well Y/N. So what are you studying pretty?” He asked, nodding his head in the direction of your textbook. “Music theory.” You responded and thus began a connection that would lead to some of the happiest memories of your life. 
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today’s update on Israel’s and the US governments’ lies and cruelty.
here is the video testimony of the eye-witness on american troops in gaza
they also shot an elderly taxi driver for no reason
they ran over an innocent civilian with a bulldozer
here’s what doctors have to say about the current situation in hospitals
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i feel like a broken record, begging and pleading everyone to keep talking. to keep amplifying palestinian voices. but as i’ve said a hundred times… i’ll say it again.
please don’t look away. please speak up. please tell the world what is happening.
these stories aren’t even being reported on mainstream news. this is only being reported by local news channels and investigative journalists on site. that’s how badly the palestinians are being silenced.
i have no more words left today. it feels completely incomprehensible to me—to think there is anyone in this world who could possibly think this is okay.
the leaders of the world are silent. i can’t possibly begin to understand why. nethanyahu called the palestinian civilian that were killed collateral damage. and nobody is saying anything?? nobody is condemning this man for war crimes. nobody is condemning this government for the dehumanisation and racism they’re so proudly exhibiting.
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i wish i could say something more profound but i am completely and utterly out of words. all i can say is…
PLEASE DO WHAT YOU CAN TO HELP
please speak up. please protest. please. this cause is worth it. this cause is worth everything. 11,180 people are dead. and more are dying. 4,600+ of these deaths are children. you cannot tell me that’s fair. this is not a fight against terrorism. this is ethnic cleansing and genocide. why else would they be killing children: the very future of palestine?
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Cheerleader -SJY-
Sim Jaeyun 
Pairing: Soccer Player!JakexFem!Reader Genre: Fluff, Best Friends to Lovers, Soccer Player!Jake
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As Jake’s best friend, you were obligated to attend every single soccer game. You always showed up clad in his jersey. You were his number-one cheerleader and he couldn’t ask for better support. You were always the loudest in the crowd when he scored a goal, and you only fueled his fire to play better. 
Today was one of the biggest games of the season. Jake had been talking about this game for weeks. If they won, they were going to nationals. You had been hyping up your best friend for weeks, telling him he had this game in the bag. With your extra motivation, Jake walked into this game with all the confidence in the world. 
You took your spot in the bleachers. While Jake was warming up, he looked over, scanning the crowd until his eyes met yours. A wide smile spread over his face as he gave you two huge thumbs up. Your smile matches his along with a thumbs up. You turn around to show off the ‘SIM 05’ splayed across the back of the jersey you’re wearing. You hear him let out a celebratory yell, turning back around to look at him again. “Jake Sim for the win!” You yell back at him, making him laugh before he runs off the continue his warm-ups. 
Throughout the game you watched Jake intently, biting your lip anxiously at every goal he shot. You watched as the time counted down. Both teams were tied and Jake had the ball. Deciding to pull out your phone to record him, hoping he scored the winning goal. You sat on the edge of your seat as there were only a few seconds left on the clock. “C’mon Jake… You can do it.” You mumbled to yourself, watching him bob and weave through opponents with the ball tight between his feet. 
The crowd erupted with screams as Jake scored the final goal just as the buzzer went off. You couldn’t help but scream along with the crowd as you pocketed your phone and made your way down the bleachers to the sidelines. You watched as Jake’s teammates cheered around him, thanking and congratulating him for sending them to nationals. 
You stood jittery on the sideline, awaiting your turn to congratulate him. The moment you made eye contact with him you were in a full sprint in his direction. “You did it Jake!” You yelled, tackling him into a tight hug. He quickly secured his arms around your waist, spinning you around as you wrapped your legs around his torso. “I’m so proud of you Jake! I could kiss you!” You said without thinking, and before you could process what you’d just said, Jake’s lips were on yours. You quickly melted into him, your lip melding into his. You held his face as he placed you back onto your feet, your lips never disconnecting. He was the first to pull away, looking into your eyes with a dazed look. 
You stared at each other for a moment before bursting into a fit of slightly embarrassed giggles. Soon a soft smirk settled on Jake’s face as he looked at you. “So since I won the game for us, will you be my girlfriend as my prize?” He said, a soft blush dusting his face. You bit back a smile, nodding. “Yeah, I guess I can do that for you.” You replied, cupping his face again and pulling him down for another kiss. 
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flwrshwr-chenji · 6 months
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Pretty -CYJ-
Choi YeonjunxFem!Reader
Genre: Meet cute, college AU, non-idol AU Word Count: 600ish
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If someone were to ask you what was your favorite part of your college years, you’d wholeheartedly tell them it was meeting Yeonjun. You’d met him at the beginning of your sophomore year. This charismatic boy with a rather loud personality. He seemed to take a liking to you the moment he saw you studying on the campus lawn. You were laid out on a blanket surrounded by snacks, an open textbook, your laptop, and a notebook, which you were steadily filling with notes.
He also noticed the small speaker lying beside you, quietly playing music. His ears had picked up on a song he was quite fond of, which drew his attention to you. “I hope you think of me high… I hope you think of me highly.”  He listened to you sing along quietly to 'High' by 5 Seconds of Summer. Before he knew it his feet were moving in your direction, taking in your appearance as he moved closer. The claw clip holding your hair out of your face, the glasses resting on the bridge of your nose, the black crop top clinging to your upper body, the army green cargo pants, having ridden up your calves due to the way your legs lightly kicked behind you, and the black converse adorning your feet.  
“Excuse me.” He said once he was in front of you. The sudden presence startled you, causing you to jump a bit as you begin to scan your eyes upwards of the person standing in front of you. Black Converse, matching your own, loose-fitting blacked ripped jeans, a black and white striped knit sweater, headphones resting around his neck, and a black beanie sitting atop dark blue-green hair. ‘Wow he’s pretty’ you immediately thought to yourself as you brought yourself to sit in an upright position. Who was this pretty stranger, and why was he bothering you, you wondered as you spoke to greet him. “Uhh hi… was my music bothering you?” You asked, reaching for your phone to pause the song, hoping you weren’t being a disturbance. “Oh no no, not at all, actually I came over because I really like this song… And I can’t resist a pretty girl with good taste in music.” He said nonchalantly, stuffing his hands in his pockets. You couldn’t help the small smile forming on your face after the sudden compliment.
“Mind if I sit?” He asked, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth, preparing for rejection. “Yea… Yea of course you can.” You said, quickly making space for this stranger on your blanket. Upon taking a seat, Yeonjun spoke again. “So does this pretty girl have a name?” He asked, crossing his legs, a small smile resting on his lips. “You imposed on my study time, I only feel it’s right you tell me your name first.” You replied, attempting to match the confidence being presented to you. “That’s fair.” A soft chuckle left the boy in front of you. “Yeonjun.” He said, smiling at you.
“Well Yeonjun, this pretty girl does indeed have a name. It’s Y/N. Nice to meet you.” You stuck your hand out to shake. Yeonjun quickly accepted, shaking your hand with a grin before retracting his hand. He leaned back, placing his hands behind him to hold himself up. “Nice to meet you as well Y/N. So what are you studying pretty?” He asked, nodding his head in the direction of your textbook. “Music theory.” You responded and thus began a connection that would lead to some of the happiest memories of your life. 
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Sunsetz -CYJ-
Choi Yeonjun ~yeonjunxfem!reader
Genre: Fluff, non-idol AU
Word Counr: 2k
Labels: Established relationship, anniversary, dramatic yeonjun, brief talk of kids, proposal, petnames (baby, pretty, pretty girl), sappy yeonjun, reader cries. ~let me know if I should add anything else~
AN: hey guys! So I've finally decided to venture out of only writing NCT. I hope you guys like it! Please lmk your thoughts and feedback! feel free to message me! I'm open to requests! I'm gonna try to post more often. Writer's block is lowkey kicking my ass so bear with me. But yea hope you guys like my first non-nct fic. Also I plan on making a masterlist soon, so it'll be easier to navigate my account. I am also currently working on another Yeonjun fic, and maybe a RIIZE fic. So hopefully I can get those out soon.
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Walking hand in hand with your boyfriend, you couldn’t be happier. A few weeks prior, Yeonjun had suggested a trip to the countryside for your upcoming 4th anniversary. Feeling a need for some quiet, you quickly said yes to the much-needed vacation. And now here you are on the day of your anniversary, enjoying the early autumn sunlight, locked hands swinging with the breeze. The two of you had spent the whole day exploring the quiet little town. You’d been shopping, gone to a few diners and cafes whenever you got a little hungry, and even drove around for a bit until Yeonjun spotted a small pasture. He quickly suggested the two of you take a walk before you lost too much sunlight, which was where you were now. The car parked a bit a ways back, seeing as you’d been walking for about 10 minutes now, just enjoying each other's presence.
“It’s so pretty out here.” You said softly, almost instantly regretting it as you were met with a cheesy response from the man beside you. “You’re prettier.” He said, the widest grin on his face. You couldn’t help but laugh, knowing just how proud he was at the corny line. “You’re so lame Jun. You know that?” You said, stopping to look at your smiling boyfriend with an equally wide smile. “Yeah, but you love it. You love meee.” He said, bringing his hands up to cup his face and fluttering his eyelashes at you. Pretending to gag, you pulled a disgusted look at him. “Ew no I don’t. I don’t even know you.” You fanned him off, knowing he was about to start into his dramatics.
An exaggerated gasp met your ears as Yeonjun dropped to his knees clutching his chest. “I think- I think I’m dying… I’ve never felt heartbreak like this… Y/N I think these are my final moments.” He said between gasps, sprawling out on the ground. You couldn’t help but giggle as you watched him. He began to roll around, still clutching his chest as he groaned in false pain. Your laughs grew louder the longer you watched him. “Tell my mom I love her… I see the light… I’m going towards the light.” He grunted, sticking to his bit. You decided to play along, dropping to your knees beside him, and taking his hand. “Yeonjun no! Don’t leave me baby please.” You said between giggles “I can’t hold on much longer… Y/N… Baby? Baby you have to save me. Don’t let me go. You have to- Baby you have to kiss me, or you’ll lose me forever.” He panted, his dramatic gasps getting louder and quicker. You couldn’t help but throw your head back in a cackle at his request. “Baby this isn’t funny! I’m dying! You have to save me.” He whined. “Yeonjun you’re ridiculous.” You responded. “I’m serious. I’ll die if you don’t kiss me and tell me how much you love me!” You laughed loudly once again. Yeonjun couldn’t help the smile spreading on his face, your laugh was his favorite sound in the world. “Fine fine. I’ll save you.” You said, grinning at him.
He closed his eyes and puckered his lips, missing the mischievous glint in your eyes as you leaned down to kiss him. He was fully expecting to feel his lips on yours, his eyes shooting open when he felt your lips on his forehead. “No, no, no! You have to kiss me here.” He brought his hand up, tapping his lips before closing his eyes again. “Here?” You teased, kissing his cheek. “No! Here.” He puckered his lips again, making a kissy noise, eyes still closed. “Oh! I see. Here.” You placed a kiss on his other cheek. He groaned. “No! On my lips baby.” He tapped his lips once more. “Ah, okay okay. I got it. You said here.” You giggled, before kissing the tip of his nose. “No, no. My lips. Like this.” He said, quickly sitting up and grabbing your face, pulling you in for a soft, but passionate kiss before you could respond. A surprised squeak left you before you inevitably melted into his touch. You lifted your hands, placing one on his chest and the other cupping his cheek. His hands moved to your waist, pulling you into his lap before pulling away. He rested his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes.
“I’ve never felt more alive.” He grinned. “You’re so dramatic Jun. You know that?” You said softly. He hummed in acknowledgment, hugging you closer. “But you love it. You love me…” He repeated his earlier statement. This time you nodded, leaning back a bit and wrapping your arms over his shoulders. “I do. I love you more than you know.” You said, pecking his lips gently. “And I love you most pretty.” He responded. The two of you sat in silence for a moment, before deciding to stand up and walk back to the car. Yeonjun quickly grabbed your hand, locking your fingers as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “We should have a picnic out here. We can go back to the cabin and pack a basket really quickly.” You suggested. “Yea? We can do whatever you want pretty girl.” He said, placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head. You grinned, leaning into his side as you walked back to the car.
Just as promised, a basket was quickly packed, along with a blanket, and before you knew it you were back at the pasture with everything laid out neatly in the grass. Yeonjun had his head in your lap, munching on one of the sandwiches you’d made, while you carded your fingers through his soft hair, sipping a glass of wine. “This is the perfect anniversary baby.” You said softly. “I agree. I'm glad you’re enjoying yourself pretty.” Yeonjun replied, peering up at you. “I like this… Spending time with you like this. It’s peaceful.” Yeonjun said, sitting up after a moment of silence. “It’s perfect. I could get used to this.” You smiled, watching the sunset in front of you. “We could have this you know… Buy a house out here. Even if it’s just a vacation home.” You leaned against your boyfriend, liking that idea. “You know if we have kids one day… we could bring them out here. It’d be nice watching a mini us run around.” You hummed in approval as he continued. “I like the sound of that.” You said softly. “You should take some pictures pretty,” Yeonjun said, leaning forward, pulling a camera out of the picnic basket, he knew how much you liked photography.
You grinned, jumping to your feet, and taking the camera. Yeonjun stood up after you, watching as you walked a bit farther, snapping pictures of the setting sun and your surroundings. Unbeknownst to you, Yeonjun reached into the basket again, pulling out a small box, which he’d hidden in there while you went to get a blanket for the picnic. He didn’t know why he was getting nervous all of a sudden. You’d talked about having forever together, starting a family, and things like that, but something about making it official had butterflies erupting in his stomach. He let you have a few minutes, watching you take pictures, hiding the box behind his back whenever you turned to snap pictures of him. Using his free hand, he pulled out his phone, snapping pictures of you, watching you in your element. After snapping a few dozen photos, he dropped his phone down onto the blanket and walked up behind you. He shoved the ring box in his pocket before wrapping his arms around your waist. “Happy anniversary pretty girl.” He whispered in your ear. You turned your head to him with the widest grin on your face. “Happy anniversary baby.” You said back, turning to face him, craning your neck to kiss him. He leaned down to meet your lips, smiling as he tightened his grip around you. The kiss was short-lived before you turned in his arms again, raising the camera to take pictures of the two of you together.
After letting you snap a few pictures Yeonjun stepped back, grabbing your hand. “Come back to the blanket. I have something for you.” He said, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he guided you back to your blanket and sat with you. “What’d you get?” You asked, wondering what was waiting for you. “Close your eyes.” He said, waiting for you to follow his instructions. You did so quickly, giggling in excitement. He pulled the small box out of his pocket, opening it to reveal a beautiful diamond ring. “Okay. Open your eyes.” Doing as told, you study his face, noting the bit of nervousness in his eyes. You glanced down at his hands and let out a loud gasp. “Yeonjun…” You said softly. “I love you so much, more than anything and as you know, we’ve been together for four whole years. Which is crazy. For the last four years, I’ve given you my whole heart. The purest form of love and adoration. You’ve been by my side through thick and thin, and I want to thank you for that. I want you to know, that I plan on spending the rest of my life making myself the best man I can possibly be for you if you’ll have me. I want to keep you as happy as possible. I want to thank you for being my best friend, and my soulmate. You’ve kept me sane these last four years as we navigate life together. I want to give you the world, but for now, I have this beautiful diamond ring, for an even more beautiful girl. So as we continue to make our way through life, I hope you’ll stay by my side as we do. So until I can figure out a way to give you the world, will you take this ring, and my promise to put nothing but a smile on your face for the rest of our lives? Will you marry me pretty girl” He said, his gentle words like a lullaby to your ears, as tears streamed down your cheeks. He reached a hand up, wiping your tears and placing gentle kisses on your cheeks where your tears fell.
“You said you’d put nothing but a smile on my face, and here you are making me cry.” You giggled through a sniffle. “Yes of course I’ll marry you. I love you so much Jun.” You wiped your eyes once more, smiling until your cheeks hurt as you watched your now fiancé slide the ring onto your finger. Once the ring was in place, you grabbed Yeonjun’s face, practically smushing him as you kissed him with as much love as you could muster. He pulled you into a tight hug, returning your kiss with just as much love, grinning against your lips. “I love you so so much pretty. Thank you for making me the happiest man on earth.” He said after separating from your lips. He pulled you to your fit, spinning you around as you laughed, holding him tightly. Once he placed you back onto the ground the excitement settled in. He began running around, cheering at the top of his lungs. “We’re getting married!!” He yelled, jumping up and clicking his heels together. You laughed as you watched with admiration. “You’re such an idiot.” You laughed. “I may be an idiot, but I’m an idiot who convinced you to marry me!” He cheered again. You half expected him to click his heels again, letting out a ‘yippee’ as he did so. Instead, he tackled you into a tight hug, tumbling into the grass with you in his arms. “I can’t wait ’til I can call you my wife.” He grinned. “And I can’t wait to call you my husband, idiot.” You smiled. The two of you lay in the grass together, limbs tangled together, as you basked in the light of the sunset. You couldn’t wait for the endless sunsets you’d get to spend together.
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"make sure to take care of your mental health" is such a crazy thing to say. you don't get to look away from genocide. NO ONE gets to look away from the slaughter of Palestinians, innocent men and women and CHILDREN. you don't get to treat it as some sort of inconvenience you can take a break from when families have been wiped out completely, not a drop of blood left of their existence, only the memory of their ceaseless struggle just to salvage their basic human rights and their incredible bravery and resilience remains. YOH SHOULD BE DEVASTATED. you should be fucking furious. "there's nothing i can do about it" no , fuck you. history is being rewritten by monsters. no one told you to stop the bombing. THE BARE FUCKING MINIMUM IS TO WITNESS AND REMEMBER. never let them forget what they did. ever.
edit : can't believe i have to spell this out but a whole lot of you are headless fools so this post is very much about white people making everything about themselves and not being willing to talk about the ongoing genocide. "TWS/ trigger warnings" about war are meant for survivors of actual war with ptsd, not for you who is sitting on your cushy couch talking about being inconvenienced by people reblogging and posting about the deaths of thousands and more. AND THIS IS NOT WAR. THERE ARE NO TWO SIDES. THIS IS ETHNIC CLEANSING, TEXTBOOK GENOCIDE.
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a nation is being wiped out in front of our eyes.
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JAEHYUN MOODBOARD: DON'T FORGET TO LIKE AND FOLLOW MY PAGE!
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flwrshwr-chenji · 6 months
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Felt that it’s important to share videos like this too.
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OHHHH SHE WANTS ME OHHHH SHES GOT ME OHHHHH SHE HUUUUURRRTS MEEEE 😭😭😭😭😭
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