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underwater is genuinly one of my most favorite stories ive ever read, and i usually only read completed ones because im super impatient and usually binge read fics all in one go. I love the writing it's very soothing and is so interesting and pulls me in, so i don't know if you'll keep writing it but i hope you do.

Thank you for your kind message. It means a lot to me 😊 About Underwater, I’m going to keep writing it, so don’t worry.

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i think the reason yoongi’s “bare minimum” domesticity is so attractive is bc it just adds to his overall aura...like a lot of what we know about yoongi is just?? so calming??? is a really good cook. hums while doing so. builds furniture for fun. has never raised his voice at anyone. watches tech reviews and cat videos on youtube. wears big comfy hoodies. waddles. likes interior design. plays piano. attentive. sends i love you texts randomly but as gentle reminders. handwrites his music. patient. soft spoken. harbors fun facts about history and sports and,,,dinosaurs. shoulders bounce when he laughs. likes holding hands. firm but gentle words of comfort. his existence just feels very safe dude idk

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I was wondering whether some of your fic was deleted because I cant find the mommy kink jk x reader fic 😢

Unfortunately, some of my works have been deleted. Sorry for the inconvenience :(

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too perfect for this world

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jungkook showering jimin with compliments 🥰

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serious face with serious answers 

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guess the emoji with bts

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My life as a cat mom

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You were my first everything. Be it bad or good, it was always you. I would like to say that, given the chance, I would never ever change it, but the truth is painfully different. I try to change who I am today thanks to those experiences you so gladly offered to me. Kissing someone doesn’t feel correct, as if they arrived late to the party. There is glittery confetti sprinkled and trampled all over the floor, leaving every guest with that same feeling of nostalgia after a heavy storm.

I go from guy to guy, looking for that same feeling you so kindly gifted me at first, but the twist is as time goes by, I get scared, because just as I experienced our story, I know the ending very well. The bitter taste in my tongue still stands, it aches, it has claws that draw blood from my mouth, no matter how many times I spit it out, the taste is still there, and I somehow stain my favourite white dress in the process. I can’t wipe it off, I can’t throw it in the washer machine because the fabric is too delicate for that.

I like my dress too much to throw it out.

But I’m also too tired of watching it collect dust in the corner. Once in a while, I put it on, because it fits, it still does. It’s totally, undeniably ruined, but it fits and it feels soft on my skin. It’s not too tight nor loose, just the perfect size. I miss wearing my dress outside

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“[Be] willing to write really badly.”

— Jennifer Egan

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My guinea pig passed away today. I hope she’s in a better place now, eating lots of lettuce, that was her favourite

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the difference between jimin helping tae to stretch and jungkook helping jin 😅