Hey guys... it's been a few years...
As of me writing this disclaimer (January 2024) it's been about four and a half years since I wrote this series, AND I WANTED TO MAKE SOMETHING CLEAR.
I WAS A CHILD WHEN I WROTE THIS- A BABY THIRTEEN YEAR OLD GIRLY WHO ONLY JUST DISCOVERED WHAT WATTPAD WAS AND WAS GOING THROUGH MY STRANGER THINGS RABBIT HOLE.
AND I'VE GROWN UP A LOT SINCE THEN- I'M ABOUT TO BE PROMOTED TO GRANDMA STATUS (aka two weeks till 18)
I KNOW THIS STORY IS SHIT. IT'S AWFUL. I KNOW. YA'LL DON'T GOTTA TELL ME, I'M WELL AWARE.
AND IT'S CRINGEY AS HELL. I KNOW. I CAN CURRENTLY BARELY READ THE FIRST THREE PARAGRAPHS OF ONE CHAPTER WITHOUT GAGGING.
I would lying if I said I weren't tempted to do the world a favor and unpublish this story but it's honestly so dear to my heart bc this was a staple of my growing up so I decided to leave it up because it brings me a lot of good memories.
Writing was my way of expressing myself when I didn't have a very healthy social life, so... I binge wrote this whole series in just a few months 😭
I recently logged back into this account because as much as I have actively avoided kpop to ensure I don't fold for every last idol, i got sucked back into my fanfic phase and I was reunited with this fun lil spawn of hell I created with my own two hands :D
AND I DON'T WANT THIS STORY TO BE THE THING YA'LL KNOW ME BY BECAUSE I SWEAR TO GOD THIS SHIT STILL HAUNTS ME
I used to be fucking terrified of anyone finding my wattpad account as a 13-year-old but lately I stopped caring... and now all my friends know about this little phase of mine🧍♀️
SO HERE'S YOUR WARNING- EVERYTHING BEYOND THIS DISCLAIMER WAS MY CRINGEY BABY SELF.
I KNOW IT'S EGREGIOUS, SO PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK <3
Well... you've been warned.
I'm gonna copy and paste this lil message into the beginning of each book in this series :)
And if you do decide to continue, hit me up so we can bleach our eyeballs together :)
YOU ARE READING
SERENDIPITY | WILL BYERS ³ ✔
Fanfiction[SEQUEL TO LACUNA AND THANTOPHOBIA] serendipity (n.) finding something good without looking for it ❝ʟᴇᴛ's ᴊᴜsᴛ ғᴀᴄᴇ ɪᴛ. ɪ ʀᴜɪɴᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ.❞ Everyone is busy growing up, and that means only one thing: love...