Yes, 1,000,000 Times Yes

Yes, 1,000,000 times yes

if you have time to create a “tea” blog or even send in terrible hot takes you need to seriously go outside and touch some grass. let people be. if you have an issue with someone deal with it in dms with them, don’t hide behind the face of the anon feature. do you think you’re doing the community a favor? by creating yet another divide? do you think bts would be proud of you? are you proud of yourself for creating this ‘fear’ (for lack of a better word) around making mistakes online? we live in an age where we can do so much more than what we settle for in terms of our online presence and creating “drama”. allow people to grow from their past, mistakes have been made - yes, but a lot of this that keeps coming up is the same shit that circulates every couple months, has already been dealt with, apologies made, etc. like move on already. instead of trying to run people off of tumblr you should be encouraging change. fuck cancel culture. no one here is a tumblr god who gets to decide who stays and goes, who is ‘cool’ and who is ‘toxic’. like cmon we can do better than this. how many more content creators do we have to lose on this dying platform before you realize that this hatred you have is coming from somewhere else internally. fix yourself before you try to fix others, and stop ruining this experience for those you have a personal issue with. block and forget about them if it’s that hard for you to accept change. there are worse things in the world that you should be worried about than who is friends with who, and what they create. if you have a big mouth maybe try to join something local that does good, like a prochoice protest or a group that spreads awareness about sex trafficking. 

happy trans visibility day 💘autism awareness month! please help me, a trans nonbinary autistic black gay fix their car so i can runaway from my abusive family

march 31

hi friends, my names bonne, i’m a 24 year old black, autistic, nonbinary gay who needs help getting away from my toxic and abusive family members to get to safer housing for me and my pup.

i was diagnosed with type one diabetes october of 2020, and ever since everything has gone down hill. i have been in dka (diabetic ketoacidosis) twice now (am currently trying to heal from it) due to not being able to consistently regulate my diabetes from lack of access to insulin. my blood sugar constantly drops and spikes, and since i could only afford short acting insulins, i entered dka again. i will need $90 to be able to afford my long lasting insulin within the next three days, which is the most important and urgent need i have. because of dka and my diabetes basically destroying my body, i need constant nausea meds that help my intestinal spasms, which cost $42.

aside from that, i need help repairing my car so that i can get away from a toxic family member who has attempted multiple times to physically harm me and constantly abuses me verbally. so far, almost all the funds in my puypol pool have been put towards my car in the shop, and they said i would need roughly $700 more to fix it to where it would run good as new. i am currently talking with a family friend who is willing to let me rent a room, but they will be charging me a $350 rent as well as $100 upfront for bills for the rest of my stay with them.

i have lived in constant fear and anxiety since july of 2021 and want nothing more than for this nightmare to end. i am not safe, i am unwanted where i am and the people that do care about me live states away where i cannot reach them unless my car is fixed. i have a job and work as often as i can, but due to my current health issues and car problems i am unable to work full time or find a second job. all of my paycheck goes to bills, current rent, and supplies to take care of my pup. please, if you have read this far thank you. and to everyone who has sent me funds, i cannot have more love or appreciation in my heart for you.

my sister, who does wonderful art, also has commissions open for those who want to raise funds but would like something in return for doing so. you dm hope_artgram on instagram if you are interested!

please, i am begging for any and all help. i’ve lost all trust in those i thought would protect me when i needed them most, but i need protection from them in the end.

please remember not to use the tags: d0n4t10ns or mvtv41 41d, as this blog app tends to mute or hide posts that are for cr0md fvnding.

psypsl pool: https://www.paypal.com/pools/c/8HNk6q9zUY

cbshbpp & chime tag: $sewerabbit

v3nm0: ririian

***my p word app pool ends in four days on april 4, i am halfway to my goal, any help counts***

please enjoy these pictures of my pup, to help with visibility (: thank you all, especially to my trans siblings who have specifically reached out to me and helped spread my post. i love you more than you know and you have become a little family to me.

Literally EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS WORK OF ART IS PERFECT✨. I absolutely love how demon Yoongi just felt so human. From the way he flirted with the reader to his overall charm and demeanor. For anybody who can’t read fics that are particular spooky or “scary” I definitely recommend this lovely read.

Also side note but the way I was picturing the town was as if it was Salem from Hocus Pocus.

LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS SO MUCHO 🖤

the dark. (m) myg.

‘So don’t swear to God, he’s never asked you’

pairing. demon!yoongi x reader genre. smut  word count. 18k summary. your small town thrives on the occult, luring tourists in with endless themed festivities, but the only place you’re determined to see is the mysterious club that comes to life the week before Halloween. what makes The Dark so exclusive, and what secrets are they hiding behind closed doors? warnings. some mentions of religion/demonic stuff, smut, oral sex, fingering, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, stomach bulging, cum stuffing, slight praise, crying lol author’s note. this is part of the Nightmare On Tumblr.com collab with @underthejoon​ @hobidreams  @junghelioseok​ @jungkxook​ @kpopfanfictrash​ @suga-kookiemonster​ ! please go check out everyone’s story and give this fic some love. i loved picturing yoongi as a cheeky and flirty demon, don’t worry it’s not meant to be dark and spooky (just a little) it’s pretty light hearted imo. i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing it. (this wasn’t meant to be this fking long so considering i wanted it to be a pwp….oops) I also made a playlist for the club here! HAPPY EARLY HALLOWEEN MONSTER FUCKERS🖤

If there was one thing your town did right, it was Fall, more specifically Halloween and all things spooky. The second the weather dropped, the foggy mornings lingering longer as the first touch of fall fell over, all of the decorations came pouring out of shops and onto porches. The typical pumpkins littered the sidewalks, scarecrows picketed up on front lawns, cornucopias painted on windows, every inch of your small town was covered in hues of orange and red to welcome the festivities. 

Beyond the cutesy decorations were your favorite parts of it all. The origin of it was a little unsure, not exactly certain where the stories sprouted from, how they were twisted around to make the array of urban legends that allowed your town to thrive, but you loved it. You never fully believed them, bought into the idea of vampires, werewolves, and demons walking among you, but it was exciting to play along. 

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Seance Season 3

Chapter 3: Strength be in thee

It’s been SO LONG SINCE I UPDATED AND I’M SO SO SORRY, I had a ton of life events happen and I hope to once again start writing regularly as I have so many plans for Seance Season, Arrangements and other upcoming fics!

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Afab Reader. May have other BTS members paired with reader but that hasn’t been decided yet

Summary: You repeatedly told yourself you did not have Magick. But one evening has you fearing for what you’re starting to become. In the middle of all of that, you have this pull to Jungkook that you both can’t quite explain. This new season of your life is Seance Season. Will you come out the same person?

Words: 9,700+

Rating: PG13-M’ish. Some Sexual scenarios but not the full Snex.

Genre: Magick, Witch au. Fluff, Angst and Smut. Slight Horror.

Tags/Warnings: Strong mentions of Magick and spells. Please do not read if you are uncomfortable with the idea of wicca and anything of the sort as certain remedies and ‘spells/chants’ are in fact real to some. Drinking. Fighting. Blood. Destruction. A man harms y/n. Horror to some degree. Extremely religious folk be wary. A fight scene and some gore.

Pls excuse if there are any spelling or grammatical errors. I don’t really have a beta or anyone to scan for anything like that <3

Fic Inspired Playlist that I highly recommend while you read each chapter as they set the mood. Link is here. 

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5MtUQrFY03hPtVdVQiGszw?si=2b203cfc1c1a46e7 

Taglist: @a-mess-of-fandoms @dnyad​ @mwitsmejk​ @ggukkieland​ 

To be added to the taglist of this fic or all of my fics lmk through comments or dm’s c:

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Not a word was shared as you quickly took the bag from the side on the floor and practically ran to the bathroom to not only change but to clean up the wetness you knew your little grinding session had caused.

Stuffing your panties that you had tried to wash off in the sink into an inside pocket of your bag, you threw your hair up and sent a prayer to The Goddess that Jungkook wouldn’t be in your room when you left the comfort of your bathroom. Not wanting to deal with a possible talk of what had just happened.

To your delight the dark haired man had seemed to have already joined your parents downstairs as no traces of him being there in the first place were seen. Slapping the palms of your hands over the apples of your cheeks to hopefully calm you down and get your ‘shit together’ you slung your bag over your shoulder and made your way out of your room to the delicious smells and murmured talking coming from the kitchen.

Avoiding Jungkook’s eyes, you returned the calls of Good Morning from both of your parents with your own semi grumbled ‘morning’. 

You set to work on fixing your plate full of fresh cut fruits, scrambled eggs, crispy maple bacon and a thick piece of toast. Jungkook had been sitting next to your father engaged in conversation that had seemed to preoccupy him, Thank the Diety's.

A shallow knock was heard followed by someone letting themselves in. You almost spit the piece of toast you were crunching between your teeth when a pair of arms wrapped around the back of your chair and pulled you into a tight embrace. 

A slew of coughs was made from your throat earning a mumbled apology from Taehyung. Despite the small sting in your throat as the crusty pieces of bread stuck to the back of your esophagus you welcomed Tae and Joon’s company, engaging in friendly conversation with them rather fast over your plates of breakfast.

The thick cut crispy bacon was almost enough to make you moan as you happily savored the flavor. “Jin’s serious about moving, he already sent me like 3 possible living options last night.” Namjoon chuckled. A small whine was heard as you sat your chin on your palm. “I know he is. You guys know I love you and I understand your worry but I don’t want to be a burden.” Namjoon set a large warm palm over your shoulder and you felt the care in his eyes. “You’re never a burden and you know damn well if it was any of us, you’d not only do the same thing but your ass would hop in the car with them and not let them out of your sight”. He was right and you could do nothing but nod in response.

“Thanks for breakfast Mrs. y/l/n.” Taehyung exclaimed with a hug to your mother who had been beaming at him and Namjoon who had helped clean the dirty dishes as you and Jungkook cleared the table in silence.

“You all are more than welcome! You know you’re welcome here anytime.” Your mom smiled happily. Jungkook had followed the boys out of the house with your bags in tow to pack up the car.

An arm was wrapped around your shoulder as you watched the dark haired man from the front porch of your parents house. “He’s a pretty good man from what I can tell.” The signature scent of your mothers perfume invaded your nostrils as you nodded. “I’m thankful for his help.”

“You know y/n, you’re single and have been for a little bit and well it seems as if he’s available.” Your eyelids closed before you could roll your eyes. “Mom please stop, I’d rather not talk about my lack of romance with you and oh my god! mom he’s coming this way please hush.” You pleaded with the woman in front of you who had looked as if she was suppressing a chuckle.

“Jungkook thank you for bringing y/n and helping her. Not only are we in your debt but know you are welcome here anytime.” Returning a handshake and half hug from your father, Jungkook then turned to your mother who had pulled him into a hug as her many bracelets jingled together.

“I can’t thank you enough, please contact us with anything you may need or if anything comes up. Also, pay y/n no mind when she’s grumpy, she’s just a hard shell to crack.” A large smile was spread across Jungkooks cheeks which showed his bunny-like teeth and made him look as if he was a child.

Your mothers arms moved to wrap around your shoulders and you returned the warm embrace as your father joined the hug. “I gave a few bags of herbs, incense, crystals and other Magick goodies. I know this is all scary to you but if you could try and hone into your power and study the craft maybe it will help you. We love you baby, please stay in touch and if you need us you bet your bum we will close up shop and break many speed limits to get to you. Let me know when you get home ok?”

An I love you and an ok left your lips as small tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. Pulling from the embrace you willed your legs to take you to the sleek car that Jungkook had currently been sitting in to give you your time with your parents.

The car ride had been awkwardly silent at first but after a stop for coffee you both seemed to engage in small comfortable conversations of your favorite drink choices. It was almost as if what had happened in the morning had been forgotten which left you thankful yet a little disappointed as Jungkook hauled your bag over the cushions of your couch.

“I know you probably want your time alone but call me if you need anything okay? I just sent you a text with my home and work address if for any reason you need them. Hobi and I go way back and I know how much of a good guy is, so if for some reason you need time off from work or just need to blow off steam, tell him. It isn’t my story to tell but he is aware of Magick and can be a person you can talk to about it.” Jungkook had offered to stay again but you said you needed time to be alone and made sure to thank him profusely for his kindness and help.

As you walked the taller man to your door you bid him goodbye with a small wave. The click of the deadbolt locking in place gave you a small bit of comfort, from what you weren’t sure. The mention of Hobi knowing of Magick came as a small shock to you. He didn’t have power, that much you could tell. But a small smile spread over your lips at the possibility of being able to talk to someone else about Magick until your best friends came to the city, someone who hadn’t set your insides aflame every time you thought of him.

The smell of Frankincense and Dragons Blood Resins invaded your nostrils as you opened one of the canvas bags your mother had sent you with. You didn’t want to dwell on everything that had happened recently so you connected your favorite spotify playlist to your Home Speaker Device and got to work on organizing everything your mother had given you.

A forkfull of spaghetti noodles was shoveled into your mouth as you texted Jin back when he sent you a list of simple charms and spells he felt you should have a try at. The tang of marinara was just what you needed when dinner time came around and what better meal to have than spaghetti? 

You had placed several small warding charms on the window’s of your apartment and a large piece of purple Lepidolite now sat on your nightstand in hopes of keeping the nightmares at bay despite Jin and your mother telling you nothing would stop the dreams as they were part of you, not a curse or something to ward. But the thought of having such items in your home gave you a small semblance of peace. If they didn’t help with your nightmares and new found power, then maybe they would help against the man who attacked you in the alley.

As soon as your head hit the pillow, you fell into a deep slumber. The blankets curled around your body like a cocoon and the scent of lavender soothed your mind. 

Eyes fluttering open to the sound of nearby construction, you momentarily thanked the Goddess, for your sleep had been peaceful and nightmare-less.

Pulling your hair up into a haphazard bun, you got to work on making your morning coffee. The smell of the beans wafted throughout the kitchen and your plate of toast and jam clicked against the table as you sat down to enjoy your breakfast.

Your fingers felt pruney after you finished washing the minimal dishes you had had in the sink after your breakfast and the couch cushions caressed your bottom as you enjoyed the already late morning. 

The chime of your phone signaling you had gotten a text message brought you out of your mid after noon nap.

Jungkook : Hello, I just wanted to check in and see how you were doing? Any nightmares or issues today?

A small smile crept over your face as you read the message, your thumbs tapping away at the screen. It was sweet of him to check on you. For such an intimidating looking male, he truly acted like a sweetheart sometimes.

Y/n : Hey! I actually did sleep pretty amazing if I say so myself. I’ve gotten to enjoy my day off.

Jungkook : Thats great (: Do you work tomorrow?

Y/n : I do, I go in at 9. Did you work today?

Jungkook : I did a little bit of delegating at the office but nothing serious. Maybe I’ll stop by Lennons tomorrow, I’m sure Jimin will want a drink after work.

Y/n : Ooooh fun fun. Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow then.

Jungkook : Enjoy the rest of your day y/n and remember if you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to text or call.

Texting a quick thank you, you sat up and tossed your phone onto the cushions next to you. The light of your room illuminated the space as you corralled any dirty clothing that had needed to be washed. You had been fortunate that your apartment had a washer/dryer combo in the unit. 

A stream of lavender scented fabric softener entered the small space marked ‘softener’. With a gentle push of your index finger against the start button, the machine started with a low hum and a short rotation.

The sizzle of your cut chicken breast cooking in the pan sounded throughout the kitchen as you got to work making a quick and filling salad. Lana Del Rey’s crooning vocals covering ‘season of the witch’ had you swaying to the beat. 

You’ve got to pick up every stitch

You’ve got to pick up every stitch

Adding a pinch of paprika to your sizzling chicken, you watched as the spice sprinkled the poultry with a beautiful color.

Must be the season of the witch

A sharp pang resounded in your temples causing you to grip the kitchen counter between your outstretched hands. Your eyes shut tight as the pain radiated, making your head pound. 

Visions of an old shed situated in a field of dying grass fluttered beneath your lashes. The silhouette of a woman running through the field was blurry but you could clearly make out her form. She looked terrified but suddenly came to a halt seemingly staring something or someone down. You could see her expression turning stone like before she smiled so radiantly you swore it was like the sun itself. Her hands shot out in front of her as a beam of blinding light was cast before you and suddenly the pain ceased and the vision was gone, your closed eyes only meeting darkness.

Your eyes slowly opened and you felt tears prickling the corners of your eyes. You’d hadn’t recognized the woman but there was something familiar in the way she smiled, a beautiful strength in her eyes. 

Turning the knob on your stove before the chicken could burn, you wiped at your eyes with the sleeve of your shirt. Questioning what just happened could be put on hold for later, for now you just wanted to eat. You had had enough questions and life changing realities lately and today was the first day that truly felt normal and you intended on keeping as much of that as you could.

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Shoveling mouthfuls of cinnamon toast crunch into your awaiting mouth, your thumb hovered over the screen of you cellphone as the device dinged, signaling a notification.

Hoboss Man: Hey y/n, I was wondering if you could come in earlier tonight? about an hour earlier. There’s going to be a live band tonight and they are sure to draw a big crowd so i need help pre-making mixes and making sure we are stocked up on the necessities.

Y/N: Of course! I’ll be there (:

Hoboss Man: TY TY TY Y/N!

You smiled as you set your bowl on the drying rack near the sink and made your way to your living area. A few episodes of Criminal Minds sounded really good right now.

Time passed by faster than you thought it would; with television episodes and texts from your best friends to keep you busy, you hurriedly jumped up from the couch realizing you had a little over an hour and a half before you needed to get to work.

You fluffy robe hugged your body as you got to work on blowdrying your hair. The lavender and argan oil in your styling products smelled divine as you pulled your now dry hair back and set to work on your makeup for the night. 

Opting for a neutral soft smokey eye, you created a thin yet long wing with your liquid liner and coated your lashes in waterproof mascara before plopping a pair of lashes atop. A good amount of waterproof and anti-humidity setting spray later, you coated your lips in a honey colored lip gloss and popped them together to make sure they weren’t sticky.

Your eyes switched from the left to the right as you eyed the two outfits laid on on your bed. If it’s busy it might get too hot for velvet you thought as you nodded and placed the black velvet dress back on its hanger and into your closet. 

Pulling the medium washed denim dad jeans over your legs, you fiddled at the button and watched as the black fishnets showed under the big holes situated on your thighs, shins and under your butt. The cropped black tank top ended just above your belly button and the lacing on the back pulling the top together was surprisingly easy to tie up, the black lace of your bralette showed under the back of the top but you didn’t care.

Short combat boots fit snugly over your socks and completed the outfit. Pulling an oversized denim jacket over your body, you threw your cellphone in your small crossbody bag and made sure to lock your door on your way out.

A crowd had already formed at the side of the building when you got there and you had to pull your phone out of your bag to tell Hobi to let you in.

“Y/n thank you once again for coming in early. How are you?? Jungkook kind of told me you were going through something and that you may need to talk to me.” Pulling away from the big hug he enveloped you in you smiled at the sunshine-like man.

“I’m okay, I just.. it feels like my life has truly been set upside down but i’m slowly coming to terms with the changes. I just hope tonight can be fun and busy so I won’t have to think about myself or my life or anything really.” Hoseok was tempted to ask if you were sure you didn’t want to talk about it but he didn’t want to push it, so with a small nod he led you behind the bar so you could set your stuff down.

Twenty minutes until the bar would start letting patrons in and you were standing there quite proud of yourselves. Between you and hobi, you had restocked all the domestics and IPA’s, made 3 bottles of simple syrup, various fruit syrups and additives you needed for mixed drinks, Pre-mix for margaritas and had the different types of ice ready for cocktails.

The crowd was being ushered in by the bouncers while you wiped down the top of the bar and Hoseok started placed various shaped glassware to your left in preparation of the ordered to come.

The dance floor was expanded to a bigger than usual size for tonight, some tables being taken to the back to make room. A mix of soft RnB and acoustic rock sounded over the speakers as the bands staff got to work setting up the stage.

Sienna enveloped you in the biggest hug when she came in for her shift and you smiled against her taller form. “HOW HAVE YOU BEEN?? I missed you. I was worried about you but Hobi said you just had some things to deal with back home.” After assuring her that you were in fact alright she pulled you in for another hug before going to her usual tables to take orders. It may have only been around 7pm on Friday but the place was busy as you watched Sienna, Katrina and Brenda flitter across from table to table. A busboy brought freshly washed glassware and placed them in rows behind you.

Nearing 10pm, the heat of the bodies packing the bar was getting to you, with a shrug of your shoulders, you draped your denim jacket over one of the dressing hooks. A cheer from the crowd was heard as the band started walking out onto the stage. The opening thumps of the drums followed by the strums of the bass set into a rhythm.

Shoving your bottle opener back into your back pocket, you placed the ice filled bucket of coronas onto the awaiting tray and smiled as Sienna sauntered off to deliver them. 

Your head nodded to the music as you filled two glasses of whiskey and handed them over to the awaiting customer. Hobi emptied the tip jars into a larger container behind the counter and placed them back on the bar. One of the busboys was called over to help with the draft beer selection while you and hobi set to work of various mixed drinks and shots.

Wiping the sweat from your brow with the towel set over your shoulder you took a sip of your iced cold water bottle. 

“Two frozen strawberry margaritas, one mojito and two lemon drops please” A brunette woman called out as she squeezed between the awaiting patrons. Nodding you accepted the cash from her outstretched hand and lined up your glassware by the two blenders. A squirt of strawberry syrup, a few frozen strawberries, some margarita mix and tequila was poured into each blender and you watched as the colored turned a delicious deep pinky red shade. Topping each glass with a few sliced strawberries you then got to work muddling the mint and sugar for the mojito. Placing each drink down in front of the brunette you handed her her change only for her to tell you to keep it as a tip. With a thank you, you got to work on your next big order.

At around one the band announced this would be their last song. You quite liked how busy the night had been and the band sounded amazing but all you wanted to do was get home and step into a steaming hot shower to rinse away all the sweat you felt stick onto your body.

The bass resounded off of the walls and you could feel it in your body as the band put their all into their last song. Hobi thanked the busboy for his earlier help as Sienna came behind the bar to take a sip of her lemonade. “That table over there, yeah the one with the older guy. They tipped me $200 just for two crawfords and a piña colada.” She pointed a bright orange manicured nail to the said table and you clapped your hands against hers. “FUCK YEAH!”.

The final hour was filled with last minute drink orders and Hobi got to work on cleaning up while you handed the last round of drinks to customers. You even met the band as they came to sit at the bar and ordered a few beers after their set. 

Handing you a wad of cash, hobi smiled as he announced he would walk you home. The crisp air outside had you clutching your jacket to your frame and you thanked the redhead for walking you home. Bidding Hobi goodbye with a hug, you pulled out your keys from your handbag and headed into your apartment building. 

Throwing the cash tips onto your dresser I’ll just count it tomorrow, you peeled off your clothing and practically jumped into the shower after putting your hair into a bun. The almost scalding water felt amazing against your skin as you worked your soap into a lather and rinsed away the grime and smell of smoke from the busy night.

Slipping your fuzzy sweater over your head, you tried your best to avoid it sticking to the moisturizer you had just patted into your face. The scent of patchouli wafted into your nose from the burning incense and your sheets felt like butter against your skin as you laid down.

but don’t forget y/n, through the darkness a simple flame can light the way.

Your alarm blared through the space of your bedroom and your eyes screwed shut as sunlight bled through your curtains. Your comforter felt so fluffy against your limbs as you scrolled through social media. 

An hour was spent in bed before you finally decided to haul your body up and to your bathroom. Your morning skincare routine and cold water is what finally woke you up from your groggy state. The cool fabric of the sheet mask over your face felt invigorating as you set to work on making some toast and tomato salad.

With a drizzle of olive oil and a small squeeze of lime you set the prepared tomatoes next to your toast and ate your breakfast while a frantic namjoon chased jin around his room on your cellphone screen. 

“y/n tell him to put my modem DOWN!!”. Namjoon stood with his hands on his hips as he huffed out air from his parted lips. “y/n, tell him that he needs to be packing, NOT PLAYING GAMES ALL DAY.” You shook your head as you truly couldn’t believe that in less than two weeks, they would need to be packed and fully ready for the trek to the city.

“Jin be nice and Namjoon, you need to help Jin with the packing.” You smiled as your teeth sunk into a crunchy bit of toast, the tart cherry tomatoes and lime juice coating your tongue.

With another huff, Namjoon put his hands up in a sign of defeat and plopped back down onto his desk chair while you listened to Jin go on about what would need to be done the next few days. Some days you truly loved how meticulous Jin was, but you knew it was exhausting at times having to listen to him drone on and on about how and what he needed and that’s what led you to giving the younger man a sympathy look.

You felt accomplished, you had swept and mopped and tidied up the living room all before your upcoming shift. The hot water from the quick body shower lined away any sweat that accumulated on your skin.

Running the curling iron over your hair, you set the soft curls with hairspray and some hair fragrance. Swaying your hips back and forth to the music coming from your speakers you got to work on your makeup. A bold and smokey cat eye accentuated your eye shape and the deep red lip tint that you wore gave your lips a tantalizing look.

The slick leather of your pants slipped over your legs and you tucked one side of your sheer black button up blouse into the waist, snapping them close with a pop of the button and a pull of the zipper. The strappy lace bra you wore underneath was visible through the material but you took it one step further as you unbuttoned the top three buttons to show off a good amount of the black scrappy undergarment, which had also shown a great amount of cleavage. “Eh it’s Saturday, might as well look good”. You thought and smirked as you spritzed a few sprays of your favorite fragrance. Dabbing a few drops of dragons blood oil behind your ears and on the middle of your neck to help ward off negativity.

With an inhale of the smokey resin oil gracing your skin, you pulled the laces of your chunky heeled boots and tied them tight. You stopped by your kitchen on the way out and paused to mutter words of manifestation.

Tonight would be great, negativity will be banished and danger will not be tolerated nor would it beat you.

The walk to Lennons was filled with crisp evening air and a few catcalls from passing men that you reciprocated with a roll of your eyes, for it was way too early for that.

A slip of your key and the bar was opened to you. Hoseok was dancing with a broom in his hand in the center of the open sitting area to what you recognized as a Justin Bieber track.

I get my peaches out in Georgia (oh, yeah, shit)

I get my weed from California (that’s that shit)

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass Bitch)

“I get my light right from the source, yeah YEAH THATS IT.” Hoseok dropped the broom as your voice came out louder than the music he had been immersed in. With a chuckle you set your bag on a hook behind the bar counter. “Dude, you’re such a talented dancer.” Hoseok swept up the debris into the small dust pan and shot his head. “I was just messing around.” Pumping soap into your hand you lathered up your fingers. “Still, if that was just you messing around, I can only imagine how great you truly are. I saw how good you danced with Sienna that night.” The mention of Sienna made his cheeks redden and a soft chuckle to escape his lips causing you to smile with a knowing look in your eyes.

Tonight there would be a DJ serving as the main entertainment for the later hours of the night so if last night had been any indication of how busy it would be you knew you and Hoseok had to get your asses in gear with the prep.

The busboys helped get all the glassware clean and ready and one even helped you align the ingredients for your most popular drinks like margaritas and but Hawaiians.

Guests started walking through the doors slowly but surely around 9 but by 10pm the DJ was setting up and throngs of people filled the space on the dance floor and nearby tables were already being crowded. Orders kept coming in and you thanked the Goddess that Lennons had an amazing air conditioner system.

Hobi sent you on a little lunch break after Sienna got back with some burgers and much needed crispy fries from the restaurant nearby with the words of “GET YOUR ASS SOME FOOD, YOU’LL NEED IT TONIGHT”. Puckering your lips against your beautiful coworkers cheek you thanked her as she placed your bagged order in your hands and practically ran to the back office to scarf down your food as you didn’t want to waste more time than you needed.

Taehyung served as your entertainment while you facetimed him and ate. He gave you insight as to when Jin and Namjoon would possibly be in your city and you chuckled around your burger as he quipped about how Jin truly acted like Namjoons spouse when they argued like an old married couple.

The cheese tasted like heaven on your tongue as you relished the last few bits of your greasy meal. Bidding Taehyung goodbye you cleaned up your mess and shoved your phone in your pocket, accidentally missing the ding signaling a text from Jungkook with the noise of the bustling bar. 

As you rounded the corner behind the bar, Hoseok placed an order of martinis and a strawberry daiquiri on the counter and shoved the cash payment in the register, with a thumbs up he quickly ran to the back with his own bag of delicious greasy food.

Glancing at the customers that were sipping on their last dregs on whatever drink was in their glass you got to work on the patrons that seemed to be new and hoped they were easy orders. A busboy by the name of Trent helped you with any glass bottle beer orders and you made a mental note to remind him to take his share of the tips at the end of the night as he had been an immense help while Hoseok enjoy his food.

Flipping the shaker upside-down you strained the cucumber martini mixture into a glass and plopped a sliver of the green vegetable over the rim. A quick rinse and the shaker had been cleaned and ready for your order of royal fuck shots. A cheer resounded as the DJ called out to the crowd that the show was about to begin.

The opening lines of Girls in the Hood sounded over the speakers and you wiggled your hips along to the remixed beat as you ran from customer to customer.

“Four mango mojitos and a round of blue kamikazes please” A man you swore you recognized called out over the music and you took out outstretched $50 bills into the palm of your hand. 

Drizzling the blue curaçao into your shaker you lined up your shot glasses with our other hand as you got to work shaking the mixture. The mango margaritas had already been handed to the gentleman and your row of 6 shots was pushed forward towards him as you watched him take the change you had given him and shove it into one of the tip jars.

Hoseok came and joined you as you filled another order and you sighed in relief to have your partner back. The three of you settled into a quick rhythm and you were actually able to sip your water and relax on occasion.

Awhile later a flash of familiar finger tattoos blocked your vision as you set down a mango mango tai and you felt your insides ablaze knowing who the inked hand belonged to.

Your eyes quickly darted up to Jungkooks face and you couldn’t help the smile that graced your lips. “Two old fashions” The black haired man called out and you nodded your head. Setting two rocks cubes into the short glasses you poured top shelf bourbon into each glass, watching as the amber liquid glinted from the bart top lighting.

Handing you a credit card he signaled to keep it open and before you could say anything else Hobi had engaged in a conversation with him. 

It was nearing 1am and the dance floor was packed with writhing bodies as the heavy bass thrummed against your chest and the vibrations were felt against each glass you set down. The lights were turned to a mixture of red and pink and gave off a very sensual look.

“You should go dance with him y/n” You had been wiping down your shakers and bottle openers when Hobi’s voice was heard close by. “hmm? who?” for a second you truly didn’t know what or who the red head was talking about. “Don’t play dumb y/n, he’s been staring at you ever since he got here”. With a sway of his hand he signaled towards the man who set your insides aflame.

“But it’s a busy night an-“ You were quickly cut off “No no, Trent and I have the bar covered and we’re abut to close up soon so just go enjoy yourself a little, you need it.” You chewed your lip before finally placing your tools down and poured yourself a tequila shot, flipping Hoseok off at him chuckling at your need for liquid courage.

You patted your partners shoulder and quickly glanced at the crowded but maintained bar as you le your feet take you to the VIP table that Jungkook had been lounging at. His amber eyes shot up sensing your presence and a soft chuckle was heard from who you recognized as Jimin.

“Hey.” An awkward smile graced your lips as you instantly regretted listening to Hoseok but before you could make an excuse for your visit to the table or make your way back, Jungkooks melodious voice called out. “Hey, have a seat. I didn’t want to bother you while you were working earlier but i’m glad Hobi hyung let you come over and have a break.” Flashing his eyes towards the bar you shook your head at the little smirk Hoseok threw your way and you instantly knew they had both cooked this  “little break” up and were most likely talking about it earlier.

Scooting over on the plush seating, you situated yourself on the edge near Jungkook. Katrina made her way over in an attempted saunter of her hips and you rolled your eyes Of course she has this table. 

“Did you gentleman need anything else? Y/n aren’t you supposed to be working?” Her lips may have been smiling but her words were laced with sarcasm. To your surprise it wasn’t you nor Jungkook who answered, but Jimin. “She’s allowed a break and we asked her to come over to our table, but that’s hardly your concern. If you can get us two more old fashions and whatever y/n wants, Thanks.” His light grey eyes twinkled as they formed into cresent moons with his smile and the giggle you gulped down was extremely hard to hide.

“Mojito please and a bottle of water.” With a slight stomp that was reminiscent of a child having a tantrum, Katrina worked her way to the bar. 

You had been in a conversation with Jerrod and Jimin when you felt your body sway to the music. 

Jungkook had noticed your hips sway and he couldn’t help but down his drink needing to see you move more freely and not constrained by the seating. “Would you like to dance?” A deep voice was heard against the shell of your ear and you bit your lip with a nod. Scooting off of your seat you took a few big gulps of your refreshing mojito and took the outstretched palm into yours that was leading to the packed dance floor.

Your hips swayed to the beat and Jungkook’s palm found the back of your hips, pulling you in close.

You’re such a fucking hoe, I love it

Curling your fingers around his neck you felt the silk of his black collared shirt beneath your fingertips. He had been so close you swore you could feel his breath against your forehead as you looked down at your bodies grinding against one another.

You know you like it more, I love it

Turning your body around you swayed your hips and ass against his front and smiled as his hands practically dragged you closer to him with a hard grip around your hips. Throwing your head back against his shoulder, your hair swung and you reached behind you to wrap your arms around the back of his neck.

Closing your eyes you let your body dance to the beat and match the rhythm of the changed song. 

The feel of another pair of hands around your waist caused your eyes to shoot open and glance at the person intruding your space.

Eyes meeting ice grey ones you felt yourself calming down a little bit and you cocked your eyebrow at him as he leaned in towards Jungkook before you could question what he was doing. 

“Did you feel the presence? Don’t look now but near the alcove on the lefthand side” Jimin’s soft voice became hard as he spoke to the man behind you. Jungkook’s hands stayed planted on your hips and his lips came closer to your ear. “If it’s okay with you, Jimin and I are going to stay in this position with you. Don’t get scared okay? We’ve got you” With a confused nod your eyes tried to find whom Jimin had been talking about but his body literally blocked you from seeing anything.

Closing your eyes once again you focused on the feeling and aura’s of people in the bar, lust and happiness had heavily penetrated the air but a second later you felt it, something dark and cold void of anything but malice was felt further away and your body visibly shivered.

“Hey hey, relax” Jimin rubbed circles over your round cheek and his touch was soothing almost like the coolest of water streams was grazing your cheek and you briefly wondered if he had been a water conjurer.

A quick text from Jungkooks phone was sent to someone and before you knew it you were being dragged out of the bar by both men.

Turning a corner you felt the same dark presence following you as you three made your way to a nearby playground. Both men had their arms around your body, one around your shoulders and the other around your waist as you made your way onto the grass.

You could feel a shied of sorts similar to when the ice conjurer had attacked you envelop the playground.

“I was simply going out for a little drink but it seems I’v gotten something better.” A deep voice caused you to whip around and face the man that had emitted the malicious presence.

Dark eyes void of anything but cruelty looked into yours and a wide and wicked smile spread across his face. A taller body suddenly blocked your vision of the man and you were pulled against another body from the back. 

“What do you want?” Jungkook barked out as the man took a step closer. “A taste of the girl of course, my oh my what an interested specimen! She feels like the darkness but smells like all the good in the world. Girlie dark magic isn’t something you just come by, tell me, where did you get it? Did you offer up a sacrifice? Natural born are not something that is known and our community is well aware of anybody with power. Who are you hmm?” A chuckle escaped his lips s he stepped even closer. “Now now don’t shield her, she feels divine. I suggest you move boy, before I make you.”

The lights from the area all went out shrouding the plagued in darkness and the air became chilling as her advanced on your trio. A tsk was heard as the men with you did not budge at his threat.

Tendrils of smoke curled around your bodies and you could feel something trying to crawl its way out of your own body. Clenching your eyes shut you curled your fists and stabbed at the flesh of your palms with your nails willing it to go away.

The feel of heat licking at your skin caused your eyes to snap open and a literal ring of fire was cast around you three, causing the tendrils to flick back towards their owner.

A nod from Jungkook to Jimin made the two men advance on the intruder. Flames engulfed Jungkook’s forearms and feet as his eyes blazed a bright amber. “A fire conjurer? ooooh i must admit I knew you were a magic holder but I guess I was too caught up in the feel of her presence to sense you. Nevertheless, I’ll eliminate you either way. A wicked glint of teeth shined against the darkness surrounding him.

Obsidian shards pierced up from the ground near Jungkook causing him to leap away and tumble towards the swinger to your right. Predicting where Jungkook would leap to, the man sent an orb resembling a blackhole towards him and Jungkook barely escaped with a front roll. Countering the attack Junkook sent a row of flames towards the intruder and one licked at the mans legs causing him to growl out.

This seemed to anger the man and suddenly his hands and neck were covered in inky black veins, his scleras tuning pitch black. A wall of obsidian shards was sent towards Jungkook who put up a shield of fire but obsidian doesn’t burn its ordinary flame and he was hit by two to his left arm. A hiss leaving him as the shards pierced against his skin.

A teleportation ward was cast and within a blink of an eye the man was closer to Jungkook, his arms shot out and inky black smoke out out from the veins around his hands, hitting jungkook on the left side of his torso and wrapping around his body.

The tendrils squeezed at his body causing him to choke out. You needed to do something and you could feel your body shake. Your veins throb and you could feel your vision blur. A call of your name caused your eyes to snap back towards Jungkooks kneeling figure who had a smile on his face.

Whipping your head around you followed Jungkook’s eyes. Jimin swung his wrist around and a long spear of ice was conjured into the palm of his hand. With a heavy throw, the spear was launched towards Jungkooks attacker. With a quick backwards glance the man narrowly escaped the piercing of the spear, but not without an injury. The blade dug into the flesh of his thigh and struck the ground causing him to be stuck in his spot. With a push of his arms Jungkook’s fingertips turned black and the flame singed against the attackers torso. 

With a piercing scream he thrust his body backwards away from Jungkook and ripped his leg from the spear. Another teleportation ward was thrown and his body flashed away from both men. The shrillest of laughs was heard and his body was thrown into a fit of what seemed to be giggling. Claws seemed to form on his right hand as he thrust his fingers into the open wounds and singed flesh Jungkook had attacked him with. Black blood pooled around his hand as he brought his fingers to his face and licked at them.

With a flick of his wrist droplets of blood were sent towards Jimin and shadowed figures sprouted from the ground. Armed with a Sword of ice, Jimin sliced the blade in the air and fought off his attackers that seemed to be taking on a solid form.

The mans calf seemed to almost regenerate itself as an inky red liquid was poured over it. Jungkook stood as his eyes burned red. “You can cast forbidden black flame, you won’t be so easy to kill I see and a dual wielder to top it all off? It seems I underestimated things.” You snapped your head towards Jimin Dual wielder? Sure enough with his other hand Jimin had conjured orbs of water that he had launched toward the shadowy bodies. The orbs seemed to hold each of their bodies in almost a bubble as his sword swung and sliced their heads off.

Whipping your head back to Jungkook, the two engaged in a physical fight, two obsidian daggers clenched in the hands of the dark magic holder and a sword of black flame in Jungkooks right hand.

A clash of what sounded like metal was heard as they attacked and advanced upon the other. The smoke surrounding the man was trust towards Jungkook but his flame burned through the darkness. The smell of blood and signed flesh was pungent and you skin itched and the want to engage in the fight but you were so scared of losing yourself like last time, you needed more practice.

The sound of bone cracking was head as Jungkooks flame fight collided into the side of the mans and a piecing howl curse from his lips. Thowing his body over Jungkooks, the man wrapped his hand around Jungkooks throat and muttered a chant as smoke filled Jungkooks lungs and black veins sprouted over over face. The mans face was partially caved in and blood was matted against his skin as the flames had cauterized most of the wounds upon contact. Jungkook could feel his skin crawling as fear took over his form and caused him to almost be physically paralyzed and unable to move. The true power of a holder of dark magic was felt then and there and it scared him to no end.

Running towards his body, you were stopped by a large wall of clear ice seemingly blocking you in  makeshift cage. Screaming out at Jimin you saw his form run over to Jungkook before tendrils grabbed at his ankles and he was taken down. Shadow creatures crowded over his body as he tried to fight them off.

Claws broke skin against Jungkook’s throat and he felt himself grow faint. Before he could close his eyes a scream that sounded like his mothers voice but he later realized to be you screaming at Jimin resounded in his ears. Clenching his fists he brought his knees up towards his chest and launched both of his feet towards the man causing him to go backwards. The man’s claws tore at Jungkooks skin as the were forced away from his throat.

Tendrils shot out from all directions and surrounded Jungkook causing you to lose sight of what exactly was going on next to the jungle gym slide jungkook had been lying near. A gruff scream caused panic to flood your chest and you thrust your hands against the crystal clear ice wall causing your dark tendrils to shatter the ice as the wall crumbled down around you. 

Running into the darkness you prayed to the Goddess that both Jungkook and Jimin would be safe. Your nails turned into black claws slicing into the skin of your palm as you clenched your fists tightly. Vision clearing as your eyes adjusted to the thick charcoal smoke and you were ready to attack. Before you could launch yourself forward, your eyes rounded at the sight before you. Jungkook had a back flame covered hand thrust into the mans torso and Jimin sliced at his neck with an ice dagger promptly decapitating him. 

The ice froze any blood from being able to spurt anywhere and Jungkook’s flame had cauterized the wound just leaving behind a sizable hole. Tendrils and shadows dissipated into the ground and the light from the moon lit the area once again.

“We have to go y/n.” Jungkooks hand curled around your wrist as the mans body slumped backwards. Jimin muttered words over his body and before your eyes it disappeared along with his head. A wave of Jungkooks hand caused the shield to drop and with it all the disarray fixed itself and seemingly went back to normal as if the fight had never happened.

Both men walked with you to your apartment but you had been in too much shock to even realize where you were going until you stood in front of your apartment door. Thanking your stars that you had placed your keys in your pockets that night you fished them out and unlocked the front door with shakes hands and it wasn’t until then that you realized your palms had been bloody.

With a wave of your hand, both men followed you into your home and Jungkook locked the door behind you three, murmuring an enchantment in the process.

“Wha..what the fuck just happened tonight?!” You questioned as your body shook and the sight of the headless man clouded your vision. You were scared but oddly enough satisfied and that scared you. Advancing to your shaking form Jungkook placed his hands on your shoulders. “Hey just breath okay? He’s gone and can’t hurt you”. The man in front of you trailed his eyes downwards as he caught a glimpse of your bloodied palms. Jimin happened to notice around the same time as well, his soft voice cutting into the silence that followed “Do you happen to have a first aid kit or perhaps some herbs around?”.

You caught sight of the dirty blonde flittering around the kitchen as Jungkook led you to the sink, a sharp sting following as the cold water made contact with your gashes. Your eyes watched as the crimson water flowed down the sink drain and soon the liquid turned a light pink as most of the blood had stopped surfacing long enough for Jungkook to press a damp washcloth onto both of your palms and press down, the pressure causing your eyes to shut tight with a slight wince.

A tin of the healing poultice you had made was fished from your fridge by Jimin and Jungkook uncovered one of your hands as the slightly shorter gentleman smeared an apple amount onto your left palm, the cold, thick and gel like texture felt soothing against your open skin before a thick wrap of gauze and bandage wrapping was tied around your hand. The process was repeated onto your right palm and a glass of water was presented in front of your lips by Jungkook. “Drink this and then we’ll talk, alright?”. With a slight nod you leaned forward and the rim of the glass was highly brought to your lips, a gently nudge forward caused the liquid to stream down into your mouth with each gulp you took. The cool water felt amazing against the walls of your throat as the screaming from tonight took a toll on your vocal cords.

When you finished your glass of water, hands wrapped around your wrists and brought you to your couch. Your body slumped against the plush cushions and Jimin wrapped the throw that had been hanging off of your seating around your form. Jungkook sighed at the way you three had looked, him and Jimin a lot worse for wear than you physically but emotionally he knew you were once again going through an immense amount of thinking and hardships.

Your eyes had snapped upwards to both men in front of you and it was then that you noticed the blood trailing from Jungkooks open gashes on his throat and his torso which had seemed to be leaking blood into the fabric of his shirt. Jimin has scratches and cuts all over his exposed arms, a few near his neck and a deeper cut her his left collarbone. “You guys need to wash up and we need to treat your wounds before any talking gets done! My palms were nothing compared to the shape you’re both in currently!. 

Hands curling around both of their wrists you bit down on your bottom lip to keep your wince at bay but kept on walking them towards your bathroom. “Wash up while I prepare some clothing and items to treat your wounds! I won’t take no for an answer now get to it!” Your voice was strong despite your still fogged brain as you knew no good would come from the guys practically bleeding out onto your wooden floors Okay maybe that was a little overboard but still you thought as you practically shoved the men into your bathroom and shut the door closed before they could protest. 

Leaning against the wall next to the bathroom door you shut your eyes for a moment and felt the drag of a large inhale fill your lungs as you heard the water turn on. Now was no time to cry, you knew you needed to get your shit together and be strong, not only to help the guys who helped you but for yourself. You owed it to yourself to be the strong capable person you were and you’d be damned if a psychopath wielder of dark magic would get into your mind! 

With a push from the wall behind you by your left foot, you began to get any article of clothing that you had from your best friends together that would hopefully fit the men and folded them into a neat little stack. Eyes closed shut you gently open the door by turning the knob and slid your arm into the small gap you had made to lay the clothing onto where you thought the sink was.

A lights chuckle was heard and you felt the clothes being lifted from your palm causing you to squeak and push the door shut. “It’s fine y/n, I’m still dressed with Jungkook showers.” Jimin’s melodic voice was heard through the bathroom door and you nodded your head despite knowing he couldn’t even see you. “I hope those fit, they might be a little wonky in some areas but they should do, I’ll be in the kitchen when you both are done.” You called out as you rummaged through your cabinets and drawers fishing out some herbs for tea and mugs. You thanked the stars that the poultice and first aid kit had still been out on the counter from merely minutes ago.

You were stirring the steering liquid into three mugs when the sound of the bathroom door opening was heard and footsteps made their way towards you. Once again your eyes met the sight of a half naked Jungkook as he clutched a t shirt in his hands. 

With a sheepish glance towards you he opened his mouth to defend why he had been half naked. “I didn’t want to get blood on the shirt before treating my wounds.” Y/n stop staring and realize that this man literally has rivets of blood pooling around the wounds on his neck and a trail has been streaming down his torso. STOP LOOKING AT THE ABS AND WHERE EXACTLY THAT BLOOD IS TRAILING TO.

With a nod of your head you motioned him over with your palm and began gently spreading poultice onto the gash along his torso thanking the Goddess it had been a shallow wound while he held a damp washcloth to his neck.

The wounds on his neck were much deeper and his skin was torn from each claw in a terrible manner. Your brows furrowed as you concentrated on slathering a good amount onto each gash made by claws, Jungkook gripped at the counter behind you as he winced from the pain. 

Finishing each wrap of glaze closed with a pin you watched as he pulled the shirt over his head with a wince and you found yourself helping him pull the material down his torso.

A moment passed as you both just stared at each other seemingly trying to ask if the other was okay as Jimin came strolling into the kitchen. Stepping away from Jungkook you took in Jimins cuts and scratches.

There were only two that seemed to still be bleeding and deeper than the others, the first on his left forearm going towards his wrist and the other on his left collarbone going in a crooked line towards his neck.

Slathering your fingers with the ointment you trailed them over each wound, paying special attention to the deeper wounds. Jimin held the collar of the shirt down as you reached up to spread the poultice over the slightly bleeding wound. A shiver racked his body as he felt the cool poultice touch his warm neck. Helping him wrap the deeper wounds you then cleaned up the area with their help.

With a mug of warm tea you each made your way towards your couch and you found yourself sitting between each man. You felt safe despite everything that had just transpired.

“Ready to talk?” It wasn’t either of the mans voices that spoke up, but yours and that shocked them both but the fire in your eyes showed strength as you brought your knees to your chest.

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Thank you so much to those who waited for this chapter and to those who just started reading this series! I hope you enjoyed and ily.

-Potitties

So so so beautifully written and I believe it sends a wonderful message <33

title track: i’ll make those insecurities disappear

i. hyunjin x thicker reader

ii. mentions of past fwb, talks of insecurities, mentions of sex, very suggestive so minors dni

iii. if you like this please leave a comment or reblog to show your support <3

“Do you have any insecurities when it comes to sex?”

You felt your body freeze as Hyunjin placed the card onto the discard pile. Your eyes flickered between the deck and your drink, seriously, seriously, considering just drinking the liquid in your glass and not answering. But this was Hyunjin, your closest friend—your best friend even, and you knew he wouldn’t judge you. However, at the same time, you weren’t sure you should even be having this discussion with him, game or not.

‘That’s what it was, just a game. A stupid game but still a game nonetheless.’

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Hi! Are you not continuing with the sejun fic? Is one of the best smuts I have ever read 😩 I would love to see what else you can come up with and I really liked your writing style 💘

Hi, hi! I will def continue it! I’ve just been extremely busy this passed year and I’m trying to get my life together. I have pieces of my sejun fic as well as seance season already written. It’s just about putting the pieces together and finishing the chapters. Thank you so much for your kind words! I will hopefully be getting the chapters out before this summer🖤