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I want to thank everyone who’s patiently waiting for me to release the next chapter 😭😭

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i'm writing..

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twinn where are you?😭

Trying to survive 😭😭

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DEAR NAMJOON | 25

✧ main charcter: Namjoon , Reader, Peter ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ genre: angst, fluff, smut, slow burn, betrayal, distrust. ✧ synopsis; After graduating from university y/n returns to Korea. With a new steady life and a promising career. Will she be able to continue her calm charming new life or will she fall back into her old ways. Will old fires rekindle or will she cherish what she gained while away.

a/n: back with book two of dear namjoon, I hope you enjoy this chapter and new character :))) I wish I could rewrite this book I reread it and I could see my writing get better and better than I wish I could just start over and change so much... please read namjoons side stories before book 2!

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“You look tired” Peter takes the bag from her hand, swinging it over his shoulder. She gives him a weak smile “Yeah I just want to sleep” Peter pauses for a moment as he takes his time translating what he wants to say in his head. “Show me around first, don’t even think of going to sleep right away” he exclaims

She couldn’t help but laugh “Peter, you know you can talk to me in english right?” groaning he puts down the luggage “you know I want to improve my korean, your mom bullies me enough already ok!” she waves his hand “yeah yeah ok”

The walk out of the airport was like a maze, barriers were put up. People were all clustered into two separate groups surrounding the barriers that created a path to the exit. There were people with humongous cameras and posters, “who’s coming?” Peter tries to glance over the crowd but fails. “Some celebrity, I promise the moment they appear you will know who it is” you couldn’t help but snicker at how quickly he gave up on speaking korean.

“Really? How–” just as he was going to ask the obvious, the once silent crowd began to screech on the top of their lungs “I love you” was the most recognizable thing that came from their mouths. She stared ahead but Peter couldn’t help but look back, trying to catch a glimpse of who the celebrity could be. “No way, isn’t that your brother?” He grabs her arm to stop her, freezing in place she pulls her hood even more down “peter lets go” drawn away from the curiosity he looks down at her “are you ok?” his brows crease as her face turns pale.

Holding his hand tightly she begins to urge him down the path, the best thing to do is to get out of the way “step aside!” the guards begin to yell. Not caring if they were passengers just as them and not fans, y/n is pushed into Peter causing him to stumble back and in a single breath the once secured path was swarmed by the crowds. “What the fuck” peter swore, pushing back the guard that slammed into her. The force of the crowd shoved her closer to peter. Wrapping his arms around her instinctively as if to shield her from the chaos. His strength was undeniable.

As he held her tightly to keep her steady her hood slipped off, and she looked up at peter. The distress on his face was clear now, his sharp blue eyes wide with tension as the noise of the screaming fans filled the air. The excitement of seeing a celebrity had faded from his face, he was no longer focused on the crowd but on keeping her safe in the midst of it.

He was tall and broad shouldered, his strong frame solid and unwavering in the midst of the chaos. His black raven hair was a bit messy, falling into his face, but it only made him look more alert, more intense. “Peter, let’s try to get out of here instead of standing–” at that moment she heard someone call her name, his voice making her heart jolt. Peter looks towards who called y/n just as she did. Slightly turning her eyes she locks them with jimin, in a matter of seconds cameras and people stares were directed to her and peter.

They had no idea who the two individuals were but a mere connection to BTS was already valuable to the media. y/n’s eyes shake, looking around for a set of eyes she unwillingly searched for, peter yanks her hood back on just as she locks eyes with namjoon. Who was just as shocked as everyone else to see her there. Peter’s firm grip around her waist lifts her up as he turns to give his back to the cameras. Putting all decorum aside he starts pushing through the crowd hiding their faces from anyone's view.

Managing to get out of the airport with a few people behind them, taking photos. Peter now also had his hoodie on. The two of them quickly rush to the designated pick up site for the rented car. A smiling man was standing beside the vehicle as they approached. Politely bowing y/n steps up in urgency “I’m sorry but everything is signed and paid for already right? Can we please head out” the man nods slowly as he notices the distress in both their faces and the people following them, handing the keys over the two quickly bolt from the airport.

Arriving at the apartment both of them drop on the bed in exhaustion. “Can we please skip the tour and sleep pleaseeeee” you whine, he doesn’t argue but nods “yes please, that was so crazy” his head turning to face you “are you okay? That asshole slammed into you really hard”

“I’m fine, are you?

“I’m alright, that was your brother right? I’ve only seen so many photos from your mom " chuckling" she nods “yes that was him” he nods and sighs. The two fell asleep within seconds.

Feeling the weight lighten from the bed her eyes flutter open “sorry did I wake you?” the room was darker, he had shut the curtains and moved her under the sheets to sleep more comfortably. “How long did we sleep?”

“We slept for like three hours?” He lifts his watch from the stand beside the bed. Getting back into the bed he pulls her into an embrace. She met Peter in college, first they were both just friends since he was dating some girl. Their relationship didn’t last long, how could it if she didn’t appreciate him.

Well the rest is history, they both needed someone and had one another. “Namjoon was there” y/n breaks the silence “at the airport?” you nod slowly. He hums in response.

“y/n”

“I just wanted to tell you” he nods again, “I realized the moment I saw your brother there, that he would be there too”

“Oh” there was a silence that was suffocating. But it didn’t last long, placing his hand on her should he pulls apart from her “babe what’s this about?”

“I looked for him”

“Looked for him?”

“In the crowd, my eyes wandered and without thinking I searched for him” tucking a strand of hair behind her ear he attentively listened. “I don’t know why. I just–” nibbling on her lip he stares at her and chuckles “that’s what gots you like this?”

“I don’t know i thought it was wrong and I have you now so I–” he bring you into a tight embrace “you’re just so silly sometimes” kissing your lips he presses his forehead against yours. “I’m not the jealous type you know, your past is just that, just as mine. I appreciate it though, you telling me.”

“Sorry it scared me”

“What did? Me?”

“No of course not..how my heart reacted” searching his face for a reaction but all she could see was the same loving peter who accepted her for her and loved her. “It’s normal…don’t be scared. Plus in all the commotion and surprise to see them there. How would you know it wasn’t you just freaking out?” the both of them knew that he was making an excuse to make her feel better. And she went with it.

“You’re right”

Kissing her passionately, she giggles.  

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Dear Author ! How are you? Are you doing OK? I'm not writing to put pressure on you, but I'm genuinely curious about your ideas for Deep? Will you reveal anything? Do you still want to write this? Will OC be with Jk? I'm curious about your ideas. ❤️

I don’t want to spoil the story but I am continuing deep I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything. Jk will have a big role in the story.

Just wait a little more :))

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I was a big fan of SNATCH, thank you for clarity on the ending I just wanted to ask if it’s okay where the direction was going to be with mentioning the Liz character it was tickling my brain. I was a SNATCH enthusiast 😅

yoongi was going to ask liz to be y/n's guard basically. y/n was going to basically get comfortable with liz and he wanted to see if she'd spill anything about the dad. liz wasn't going to last long, after a short time of being there she would've tried to help y/n escape.

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Hi i hope this doesn’t come off as rude or anything but i wanted to know when you’d update DEEP. Its seriously so good, ive never stayed up so late just to finish a story. I hope you’re doing well and can update when you can, no rush!💜

It’s not rude at all :)

I have a rough draft on google docs which I’ve been working on for a while now. I’m not promising anything but I hope to see if I can release something by the end of this month.

I opened chapter ten in Wattpad to transfer the bit I had written and my last edit was just so funny to me

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Who’s watched twilight? Or read the books? For those who have, you know that scene in new moon where Bella sits in front of the window and time just passes. I felt like Stephenie Meyer really hit home with that scene and how she expressed Bella’s depression.

Well that’s how I’ve been feeling as of late hahaha. And I’ve sat in front of my computer and written the next chapter for deep multiple times and well deleted it multiple times. I feel like my emotions seep into my writing and I can’t have my characters all depressed. That’s why I’ve taken a little longer to release anything. And this whole time I’ve sat here and came to the conclusion that I will just discontinue SNATCH and focus on karmic soulmates instead.

But I felt like I needed to tell everyone how snatch was going to end. In the end oc was gonna k*ll yoongi. That was the ending. The dad was gonna find out where they had her after giving another gang info they wanted and he died going to safe her. It was meant to be a shit show. So for everyone who thought it would be a romantic ending, it wasn’t.

That’s all I came here to say. And yes that also includes the alternative ver of snatch. I’ll be taking it down from all platforms later today and it will be all but a memory to everyone who’s been here lmao.

I really want to write again, I hope you can all be patient with me as I try to get myself out of this dark place I’m in. And I’ll be back with a lot more exciting chapters.

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Karmic Soulmates|Chp 3

✧ Pairing:Jeon Jungkook x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, knife pointing(?), violence ✧ word count: 2.3k ✧ synopsis; you run a cafe, live in a quiet city. you're life is normal just as everyone else, but not everyone seems to be who they seem. what do you do when your soulmate appears again and pulls you back into the world you had been running from for six years. a/n: wrote this in the middle of the night lmao. enjoy. I swear i've reread it for grammar errors but i'm only human and a very tired human to be honest. m.list|Prev|Next

opening your eyes, barely able to keep them open. until you realized that you were back home. "shit" you groan as you attempt to sit up but ended up laying back down on the bed. 

"You're up" you hear jungkook's voice, slowly turning you're head you look at the man leaning on the doorframe with his arms crossed. "where's namjoon" he didn't bother answering as the two of you heard thundering footsteps getting closer, namjoon striding into the room running past jungkook. "are you alright?!" he says loudly, you could tell he was worried but his eyes weren't full of worry...he was angry. who could blame him, he had a rat among his men and didn't even know. 

"I feel like shit" you respond, attempting to sit up once more and succeeded with his help. he adjusted the pillows behind you. "we got rid of all the bodies" exhaling he rubs his temples "I know you wouldn't know this but when you find a snitch in this business you keep it alive to find out who sent it" 

scoffing you glare at him " sorry I didn't keep him alive. I don't know maybe I had no choice but to kill him...cause he was going to kill me!" raising your voice at him but instantly regretting it. clutching your side you groan from the pain. "the one at the cafe, did yo-"

"we dealt with him too" jungkook  interupts but you pay him no attention. "fucking assholes, and you two as well" namjoon didn't react to your words, he just stood there. "my normal phone FINE but the phone you specifically gave me for any dangerous situation!? how could you ignore it!" it's his turn to laugh at your arrogance "you told me that you wanted nothing to do with me! what did you expect?" 

"shit the least you could've done was help me get rid of the map then none of this would be happening!"you yell. clenching his jaw he slams his fist against the wall "I will not be burning my sisters back!" 

"get out!, I hate all of you" you scream, tears staining your cheeks. 

namjoon doesn't show you any sympathy as he turns and walks out the room. but jungkook stood there and stared at you rather amusingly. "what? you think this is funny" 

"I just...you are just such a hypocrite"

"excuse me?" you glare at him

"you want nothing to do with your brother and tell him to get out of your life completely but the moment you need him because you feel your life is in danger then you call?"

"when it comes to the shit tattooed to my back, he's responsible to deal with it" jungkook lips part, but he shut his mouth and walked out the room. 

you were bandaged under your shirt and your clothes was changed, you wondered if it was jungkook who had done it. remembering your brothers reaction to you undressing for the tattoo you knew it couldn't have been him. 

gripping the night stand you push your self up to stand. "I need to eat something"you mumble glancing at the stand you saw a pill bottle with a white paper underneath drink two tablets twice daily for the pain, pursing your lips you open the container and take two out. a glass of water already set aside for you. 

you had a hard time getting down the hall and a harder time when you saw jungkook and namjoon sitting in the living whispering to one another but what had you shocked was the multitude of men going about in your apartment packing your things "what the fuck" you manage to say causing everyone to stop. 

namjoon looks your way, waving at the people to continue. "what are you doing? you should be resting" 

"resting?! don't try to- what's going on" you stutter trying to comprehend what was going on. sighing he looks at jungkook "deal with it" and stands from the sofa, walking to you. "you're coming with me, I need you to stay close until I'm able to find a solution about the map and then send you somewhere new to start over" 

"start over? namjoon what are you talking about my life is set here! I have my busine-"

"You can start over! fuck, is this shit more important than staying alive?! you need to get your priorities straight!" he yells,  annoyed with you "they found where you work, if they find where you live" he rubs his face in frustration  "who am I kidding they already know, if they come while you sleep then what?!"

gulping you look to the side, not wanting to see the anger in his eyes. "I can deal with i-"

"then why did you call me" he bluntly says 

stuttering you shut your mouth and look at the ground "just let me...just let me keep you safe" he pleads

you're placed at a different house,  it was run down but had a charm to it. "is the business bad?" you ask without thinking, it was freezing. every time you exhaled you could see your breath. "No. why do you ask?" namjoon responds, walking up the stairs. back at your apartment you were able to take the elevator down, seeing that there was stairs here especially with your injuries, you felt conflicted. 

"cause all your houses are...well they're shit-" you shriek as jungkook picks you up in his arms, afraid to fall you wrap your arms around his neck, looking at him with widen eyes. "this house, used to be moms" your head snaps at namjoon "mom?"

"yeah, it was her safe house and no one knows about it. I promise you no one will find you here" you look around trying to find even a glimpse of her but the peeled wallpaper and moldy corners along with the dust and run downed furniture...there was no part of her here anymore. "it wasn't taken care of"

there were three floors and you were going to be put in the second floor. "I have to go but jungkook will be staying with you" 

"if no one will find me here, I can stay alon-"

"no" he interrupts "It's not negotiable, jungkook is staying with you. he will not leave your side for nothing. I don't want anything to happen to you" before you could even respond he opens the last room from the hall and jungkook walks in. This room unlike the rest of the house was warm due to the fireplace being lit, and had new wallpaper and furniture...you can tell that they had fixed it. he gently places you down on the bed, trying to not cause you any pain. they stepped out of the room without a single word. The crackling of the fire and quietness slowly lulled you to sleep. 

after waking up from a nap  you felt parched, sitting up slowly you attempt to stand "Stay laying down" facing him you see jungkook sitting by the fire as he tossed another log into the flames. "wheres namjoon?" you lean back against the pillows. 

"Left for now, he'll be back tomorrow" he says 

"you can go, you don't need to stay here and watch over me" you say weakly as your side begins to ache "thanks for the offer but I'll be staying here" opening his bag he pulls out the pill container that was on your bedside, getting the right dose he fills a cup of water with the pitcher and brings it to you "here" 

"thanks" you mumble. 

"are you hungry?"

"no..not really" you hand the cup back "I just want to rest" you say. "then sleep" he walks to the end of the bed and unties the bed hangings to block the light from the fire place. you lock eyes with him "the light...it bothers you" he says 

"are you staying here?" 

"yeah" he walks to the windows assuring they're locked and shuts the curtains "i'm gonna do a round in the house make sure everything is locked and secured and i'll be back" his eyes sweep on your figure as if to see if you were comfortable he gives you a small nod and leaves the room. 

you let out a air you didn't even know you were holding in. oh my god is he gonna be staying here with me? like here here?????

you felt your heart racing at the thought of him staying in the same room as you. it's been years you two have been together but you never stopped loving him...nibbling on your lip you scoff at your pathetic thoughts, unlike you he was already engaged...he moved on. 

he returned after a while not empty handed but with a bowl of fruits "in case you want something to snack on"

you don't respond and he doesn't care, placing the bowl on the table he walks to the other side of the bed. your eyes were shut, as you faced the ceiling. your wound not allowing you to truly sleep comfortably.

feeling his large frame join you in bed you quickly look at him "what are you doing?" you say alarmed "I am not sleeping on the floor so deal with it"

"no way we aren't do-"

"what's the problem? we already shared bed many times" raising a brow he gives you a skeptical look. you could feel your face heating up. "oh shut up" you roll your eyes. 

the sunlight seeped through the cracks of the curtain, staring at the ceiling as you tried to fully wake up. you turn to him, his small snores indicating he had fallen asleep. you sit up slowly as to not wake him up but to also not cause pain on your side which was in vain since you still felt pain.

grabbing the bag full of medical supplies you open the door slowly in an attempt to escape. suddenly the door slams shut and you feel his hot breath on your neck "it seems you don't take all of this serious?"he talks lowly, boldly.

"what are you talking about" your eyes flick up to his.

"you have to stay here" taking the bag from your hands and urges you back to the bed you couldn't resist him without feeling the ache on your body as you tried to stop him from pushing you as he liked.

once he sat you down, he opens the bag taking out bandages and a vial of some sort of cream. staring at him as he rummaged through the bag on the floor he looks up at you with creased brows "what" you say quickly.

"do I have to do everything?"

giving a look of confusion he sighs, gripping the hem of your shirt he swiftly pulls it over your head making you yelp in surprise in the process. instantly covering your chest you glare at him. "what are you doing"

"you wanted to change the bandage did you not?" you scream "that doesn't mean you have the right to just yank my clothes off! plus i can do it myself!" you could feel your face burning under his glaze "y/n, are you still in love with me" if you could get any deeper shade of the color red on your face it for sure happened. "what are you talking about?! I was just surprised with you taking my clothes off so easily. god are you not embarrassed!?" 

not believing a word you say he scoffs, closing the distance between the two of you. you try to lean back but his hand grips your waist "stay still" his breath fanned your exposed skin causing goosebumps. "you're so annoying" you mutter. 

he smiles, undoing the bandage "you act so cocky but yet you're engaged. don't tell me you're still in love with me" You mock his earlier words catching him off guard. his hands freeze, his eyes meeting yours "and if that's it? what if I am still in love with you" why did you say that you fucking idiot 

rolling your eyes you grab the new roll of bandage from the kit and hand it to him. grinning he begins to wrap the new bandage after applying the medicine. "don't lie, you're engaged." you suddenly say. 

"don't lie, you kissed me back at the cafe" 

"simple mistake" 

pursing his lips  with the corners lifting into a grin he stuff the equipment back into the bag "that's too bad, It wasn't one for me. I'll bring you something to eat" without another word he walks out the room. 

You took the time to look around the room, just outside the window I looked into the yard. A huge pool filled with murky water was just below. the idea of jumping out the window to escape came to mind. but seeing how the water was green to the point you couldn't see the bottom of the pool..it was a hard pass. 

he returned with a simple breakfast that was for sure delivered by one of the other men. in the corner of the room there was a small round table where the two of you sat to eat. "when can I leave" you speak up, the silence being insufferable. 

"when hyung says it's safe" scoffing you cross your arms leaning back against the chair "It wont ever be safe until you guys get rid of the map" you say in a matter of fact tone but he didn't bother to react continuing to eat his food. 

It would be a lie if I said that I didn't miss him. Missed having him around, being my friend. if only he wasn't part of that world. "don't you need to go home" 

without raising his head to look at her he answered nonchalantly "for what?"

"your fiancé"' you say 

"are you done with your food" he stands, his plate in hand. annoyed you push your plate towards him which he gladly takes. "get some rest, we won't be leaving this place any time soon" 

he didn't give you a second glance as he walked out of the room, leaving you alone. 

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nope, that new drabble isn't gonna make me think differently of yoongi nope

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Will we be getting a chapter soon for any of your works?

just posted a drabble...and maybe?

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I still don't know how this platform works but what I notice are the tags. Can I be on your tag list ? If I understood it correctly, if we are not on that tag list, then we will not receive a notification that you have posted a chapter.

I added you on the taglist for deep :)

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I really need to know if namjoon and y/n end up together? who is this "the lovers and him" if namjoon is "him" I might cry

him

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I love yoongi but if he doesn't get his sh-t together than oc better move on before i have a fit

he's trying ok

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Wishing It Weren't True|Drabble

A part of DEEP series ✧ Pairing: Yoongi x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ word count: 462 ✧ Song: No One Noticed, The Marias a/n: I want to apologize for being gone for so long, I needed some time to myself. After trying to write again I instead decided to release a drabble of yoongi's pov, there has been many people trying to understand him and some believe he doesn't love her. these results of confused thoughts is exactly what I wanted, I wanted him to be a confusing character someone who got under your skin making you angry/frustrated/annoyed and also made butterflies in your tummy appear. enjoy! sorry for any misspelled words. I didn't proofread it. also, good luck to everyone who will try to get tickets to see hobi tmr. index | askme!

"then that's all I want, I don't want our friendship anymore just sex, that's all you like or am I wrong!" He leans against the headrest of the sofa, her words stabbing at his conscious,  cursing himself for everything that happened after, how could he have not controlled himself "you should've left asshole not...shit!" pulling out he box of cigarettes from his pocket. 

"is this what you want? you want me to find you only when I need my dick wet?"  

"why did I talk to her like that" placing the box down on the table he lays down instead. He fell asleep on the couch that day, and the next day, and the next. until the first day of classes came. looking at his phone there were messages from everyone but her. 

he sat quietly as he reaccessed everything that happened, there was something that bothered him. you not denying his claims, and telling him that you misspoke and didn't just want him for sex.

y/n didn't make it easy for him to ignore her, ditching class and especially with him, let's not forget how she had him in her apartment without him knowing. yoongi's blood boiled as he thought of all the bad things that could've happened, how vulnerable and stupid she is to trust him again. 

Yoongi tried everything to get her to just forget about jihye and what had happened but she was stubborn. He understood why she was angry, he just didn't understand why she couldn't move on from it. 

it was nothing to him. 

Yoongi began to wish it wasn't true, what she said to him that day. but the routine then began, at first he would keep his distance from her, but she'd appear at his door step and they'd have sex. he'd go over to try and talk to her but it always ended up the same way. 

at one point they went two days without seeing one another and the mere absences of her brought him to her door step. just wanting to see her, catching a glimpse of her was enough for him. 

if all she truly wanted was his body then he didn't mind, he'd do anything for her. 

At her place she'd get up and leave after the deed, and he'd wait to hear the water start in the shower to leave. if there was one thing he didn't want her to feel was that he, just like her only wanted the sex. at his place she'd stick around, waiting for him to kick her out but he didn't. he'd lay in bed with her, twirling his finger on a strand of her hair or they'd lay in each others arms until someone fell asleep. usually it was him. 

After a while their relationship had returned to normal, sort of. at least they weren't going at it like rabbits every time they were alone in a enclosed place. they could have a conversation.  

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Huh? There was a drable and now it's gone?

I posted the wrong one!! I'll post it in a bit :)

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I want to apologize for being gone for so long. My dog passed away three days before Christmas and I’ve just been grieving. It’s weird not having her around and it’s rather lonely. I did sit down to try and write but I decided to stop at that moment, I felt my emotions were affecting my writing…I only want to show you great work. And what ever I write will determine the rest of the story.

I just need more time, she meant a lot to me. I promise I’ll be back with a healthier mind and great writing to share with you.