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“the internet is making you antisocial”
Well yeah it’s also told me that who I am and my identity in not a joke or unnatural I’ve met supportive people, and made great friends that made me loathe myself less and be more confident generally but why the fuck should that matter when the internet is the source of all evil™ right?
Rus; Если однажды я утром принесу тебе еду, фруктовые салаты, сок и т.д.
То я хочу услышать лишь единственное "спасибо" а не "как тя блять попала в мой дом"
Это не твое дело
Eng; If one morning I bring you food, fruit salads, juice, etc.
Then I just want to hear a single “thank you” and not “how the fuck did you get into my house "
It's none of your business
😊
when internet people are like “i love gothic literature but i hate anything that discusses incest, sexual violence, oppression, misogyny, abuse, torture, gore, murder, or death”
*makes a smart character* *realizes im the one who has to make them smart*
Almost 1am here, and well… I am crying hard rn lmaoooo.
As much as I am not into fantasy!au, the plot was EVERYTHING. Didn’t regret reading it!!
The letter, god, I clearly needed help to stop my tears. WHY DID YOU HAVE TO PAIN ME LIKE THIS </333.
The angst was so yummy and not to mention the spice… he intertwining his fingers with oc + holding the head post………….. dangerously dangerous.
Im gonna read the sequel now, okay? Bye-iiiii
scattered stars | jjk (m)
Summary: “And with that, a picture of Jungkook flashed into your mind, his fingertips caressing your cheek and his gentle and affectionate smile sending shivers down your spine as you admitted to yourself that yes - you wanted him.“
It’s easy to despise Jungkook when your contradicting magic doesn’t allow you to touch each other without fatal consequences - but what if your eternal enemy turns out to be your soulmate with whom you, unfortunately, do fall in love?
pairing: Jungkook x female reader
rating: 18+
genre: enemies to lovers, soulmate!au, fantasy!au; fluff, a ton of angst, smut
warnings: characters fainting, near major character death, light swearing, some fighting, characters crying, explicit sexual content, oral (f. & m. receiving), bit of a handjob, fingering, temperature play, soft sex, rough sex (yes, both), unprotected sex (there’s magic, don’t do it irl, guys), breast play, marking/biting, ass grabbing, y/n and jk feel a lot of pain but choose to ignore it cuz loveee; uh i think that’s it?
word count: 17.9k (SORRY)
a/n: welcome back! this fic was created for the “spring will come again”-event hosted by @bangtanarmynet (prompts at the end of the post) and is also my submission for this month’s theme ‘bloom’ for @thebtswritersclub! again, a big thank you to @dee-ehn for this beautiful banner and to my betas @missgeniality , @venusiangguk & @voiceswithoutlips!! you made this story what it is right now! and now, enjoy!!
uploaded to AO3, too (for those who prefer pdfs or mobile readings!)
listen to: out of love (alessia cara) | in the fall (hwa sa) | talking to the moon (bruno mars) | already gone (sleeping at last) | medicine (jc stewart) - recommended by @moonsetlover
➳ read the sequel scattered stars: collision here! (both can be read as stand-alone fics!)
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Your flower hadn’t bloomed yet.
Despite having turned 21 quite a while ago, the lightly faded imprint of your tattoo - or birthmark? - hadn’t moved a bit. Every once in a while you’d give it a peek, seeing that all the blossoms, leaves, and colours were still the same, and it did nothing to ease your tension.
Your mother would always complain about this as if it was your, and your fault only. Remind you on a daily basis how Eva had already found her companion, the love of her life, and settled with him, an engagement ring decorating her pretty hand.
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Shawn Mendes 😭❤️🙌🏻
Maya: Hey Edgeworth, 20 bucks says you can't do squats with Nick over your shoulders
Miles: What? Why would I do such a thing? Not to mention I have no use for such money-
Maya: If you reach 40 squats I'll give you my limited edition Steel Samurai tea set
Miles: ...
Miles:
Give me strength. Give me strength to go. Give me strength to move. Give me strength to grow. We are capable of so much. We can achieve wonders And truly soar. But we limit our selves. We think its silly. We put limitations On what we can achieve. Make our selves feel small And insignificant. But there is no limit. We can achieve greatness. And more importantly, Goodness You say your body is not capable. But you soul is. Your soul is limitless and infinite. And your heart is strong and true. Stop you mind thinking otherwise. Stop saying: No. Don’t. Can't. Stop saying it to me. Because I can. Let me go. And all I ask, Is that you will give me The strength I need, To thieve. For we are so limited on time. To walk on this earth. To dance in the sun. Stand in the rain. Lie in the snow. To watch the sky roll on, From light to dark to light again. To smile back at the moon. Let our stories fade into memories, Lengend, myth. I want to do. I want to love. I want to speak. I want to see. I want to understand. Stop pulling me back, Dragging me to earth. Because to do something amazing, You have to walk on air And defy gravity. So this is goodbye. And I hope one day, I will get to say hello. Again. A Poem by Melissa Charlotte Atlanta Maden.
Not everyone will understand your journey. That’s okay. You’re here to live your life, not to make everyone understand.
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