6 Works by crilynd
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Murderer? Nah, Love Interest. by crilynd
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
28 Feb 2021
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A hand reached out from the crack of the opened door and flicked the lights on and a figure in a green hoodie, black jeans, and a white mask with a familiar smiley face he’s seen all over the news, scrawled across the front.
George froze. What the hell? What the hell? George was about to scream, maybe call the police when the man stood frozen in his doorway whipped the mask off his face
“Clay?!” George nearly shouted in his disbelief. In the light, George could see dried red splatters on the hoodie and he found himself a bit nauseous at the thought of what it could be from.
“I--uh, I can explain?” Clay sounded unsure before glancing at the open door and his stained hoodie
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College kid Hoseok didn't care who the hell lived in the dorm above him a week ago but shattered glass changes that and saves someone in the process.
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Omega Changkyun's family has moved again and now he's starting his first year of college in an unfamiliar place, he makes friends and somehow lands the mysterious bad boy Shin Wonho.
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Yoongi wants to fall in love and maybe that will happen, but not without unleashing the memories locked to the ring on his right hand.
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When Changkyun was little and he saw tan and gold painted across his mom’s pale arms he thought nothing of it. That was until middle school sex ed came and introduced soulmates. He guessed he really never thought about it until now, thinking of his tiny elementary aged self seeing blues and pinks and greens painted across his classmates’ arms and shoulders and even sometimes their face.
Here he was, an awkward middle schooler with bad acne and no clue about the world around him.
Little did he know six different hues would be on his skin one day.
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Wild Flowers (Almost As Wild As Him) by crilynd
Fandoms: Phandom/The Fantastic Foursome (YouTube RPF)
04 Apr 2018
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When Phil Lester walked down the main hall that morning with buttercups interlocked in a crown on his head, nobody knew what to say.