Everberriii

────────────── ❞ Surely you remember, looking back, at least one summer of your life; wild, spontaneous, care-free. A summer that was memorable for something- or someone.Whether you TPed a professor's house with your friends, crashed a borrowed Mercedes or your enemy's beach party, Hyunjin did all that and more. But the highlight of the summer for the 21-year-old freshly-blond wasn't any of these.The best parts of those weeks was meeting a mermaid with an imaginative ravenette, dancing with him under a silver moon and a navy sky full of glitter, and discovering something deeper in the waters of love that he had formerly thought were so shallow.The highlight was a certain freckled senior Lee Felix, and what they experienced between themselves those sweet, daring summer nights were thereafter labeled as the unforgettable events of: "that one rogue summer".❛❛ ──────────────…

Everberriii

━━━━ "𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘢..." Another tear fell from his eyes, rolling down the constellations on his freckle-dusted cheeks to add to the small puddles at his feet. Those eyes, the beautiful hazel eyes that I had fallen in love with, were empty of their stars. As his breath hitched on another sob and he bit his trembling lower lip, I realized that I had done that to him; I had stripped his eyes of the stars that sparkled in them whenever he saw me, I had ruined what he felt - what we both felt towards each other.I had hurt him, and I wanted so badly to tell him why. I wanted to tell him everything, but that would hurt him even more. That would 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺 him.So I had to leave it at that. A broken promise. A broken heart. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 heart, which he so willingly gave to me that night on the rooftop - no, even before that, the night on top of the Ferris Wheel, when we thought we were on top of the world. He raked a shaking hand through his hair as his body, vulnerable, trembling as he sobbed, slid down the wall to sit on the floor. Giving me his heart was a mistake, and as I gazed down at the broken pieces shattered on the floor around me, I knew it wasn't a mistake because he was naive, too sweet, too easily trusting. I knew it was a mistake because of 𝘮𝘦.━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━…

Everberriii

A collection of one-chapter-long stories, featuring individual Stray Kids members. Includes Reactions, AU stories, Dates + more!(Warning: One shots might occasionally be weirdly random). Member x Y/N. Fluff. Angst, maybe. No smut. Enjoy !!…

Everberriii

𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝓢. 𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝓣. 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 - 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ;)…

Everberriii

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━To the recently unemployed Kang Y/N, the little florist shop on the corner of Lovely Street with the "hiring" sign seems to have come to her rescue. The quaint and whimsical building, filled with the intoxicating scents of flowers and hospitality, is as much of a savior to her as her dark-haired co-worker has become.Hyunjin, the artist-in-florist who helps with the magical place, is the embodiment of the shop's ethereal essence. His talent and passion is what seems to keep the flowers from wilting, as if his very presence there lifts the atmosphere and the spirits of plants and people alike. But as they fall for each other, they discover many obstacles in front of them - can they brave them all and achieve a happily ever after together? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━…

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"𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦."Her breath sent shivers through him as it feathered over his ear, the words haunting. She had whispered permission so calmly, so carelessly, and the hurt in her watering eyes told him why. Those onyx eyes overflowed with pain, and a tear began its slow path down her cheek as her gaze searched his, waiting for an answer.Delicate voice cracking, she commamded Jisung again, barely audible. So he raised the dagger, the silver tip pressing into her bare back as he held her waist with his left hand, the porcelain skin turning cold under his shaking fingers. Her skin felt beautiful under his touch, but as he traced her figure, her body felt heavy in his lap, his right hand gripping the handle of the dagger so tightly that his knuckles turned white. The feeling of the cold metal pressing into her back made her breath snag in her throat. She held Jisung's gaze, her mind blank as she searched his eyes. They were dark, empty - determined. His stare was unwavering as he applied pressure, pushing the dagger father until the freezing metal drew blood. He whispered a broken apology, his voice barely coming out of his parched throat."𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴."ׂ╰┈➤ Historical Romanceׂ╰┈➤ Royal × Commonerׂ╰┈➤ Enemies to Loversׂ╰┈➤ TW: Childhood Trauma, Violence.#1 - princessxprince #2 - sadandhappy #4 - hanjisungff…

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𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝓓𝖺𝗒𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗲𝗻 𝗍𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀. . .───────────────── 𝓐 𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗛𝖨𝖢𝗦 𝗦𝗛𝖮𝖯 ꒰ 🌫 ꒱ .─── .✦ 10 . 11 . 24 𝖻𝗒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐈𝐈─────────────────𝓟𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗺 𝓛𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 .…