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a nice zarbon for you “pro-shippers” :))) im the big mean tranny who is gonna censor you! Ooga Booga ugly bitch!
watch out for the big scary anti that is me!
The Reticent Vampire of the 9th Arrondissement!
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I think he might be trying to induce heart attacks. 💓💓💓💓💓
Omg the one with the sweater and the suit affect me in a way that just is incomparable with the others. Jungkook, what do you want from me dude? You go on live saying, “you think you can handle me?”….
Um to that I say, dude, wait till you see the energy and how much life I have in me. you think you seen the power of Army and people with alcohol, well this sober person might be your greatest challenge.
Seriously tho my friends are low key scared of the energy I possess when I choose to. (I’m mostly calm, so no worries) 😉
If you haven’t heard or seen this yet...... Here you go!
Seriously though, it a great fic that has a great deal of thought put into it and shines throughout the work!
To What We Were Before, And All The Things After | JJK | Ch. 3
Title: Greenhouse Muses and Surprise Guests
Pairing: Prince!College Student!JK x Fine Arts Major!(F)!Reader
Series Rating//Genre: (M) | College AU, Mild Royalty AU, Smut, Angst, Fluff, S2F2L, Indiffernce to lovers, sloooowwww ass burn
Summary: You need to think out this whole situation, and where better than your favourite place on campus? The one place where no one ever goes and where you can truly do your best problem solvi—wait who the hell is sitting in your supposed place of undisturbed tranquility?
Warnings: PG18, heavy swearing, photography jargon (hopefully nothing tooooo confusing, I intentionally over explained a bit for those unfamiliar but a quick google search should clear up anything), euc=short form for eucalyptus “Youke”, art jargon but less, 1 (one) mention of metaphorical murder, and a bit of angst and fluff. I think that’s all?? Hella internal dialogue
Word Count: 10,804
Release Date: March 2, 4:00PM
A/N 1: she somehow went from 8k to 10.8k???? Hope you enjoy!!
A/N 1.5: I’m literally so tired of looking at this, I’ve read it at least 10 times in three days.
Series: Chapter One | Chapter Two
Jungkook’s sitting at a table outside what he considers to be his new safe haven, making a mental note to thank Yuri for showing him the greenhouse cafe—is that its name? He should’ve asked.
He can see himself coming here all the time for quiet morning work sessions. The coffee is great, the snacks are delicious, and there aren’t a lot of people around either—zero—to be precise. So he really considers this a win in his book.
The cafe is just southwest of a medium sized greenhouse, not even a minute’s walking distance between the two. He could clearly see all the flowers and plants within from his seat outside. And behind the greenhouse was nothing but a small grass field followed by thick, dense forest.
It doesn’t even feel like he’s on campus. Just free about the world, grabbing a coffee and sitting down to work on a project like anyone else would. Like anyone else could. Another face in the crowd instead of the one on magazines in every corner store, book shop and grocer.
He can dream about it. Take in these small moments, but it will never be his reality. Not really. Even in this little corner of blissful nowhere the barista who served him his coffee knew who he was, addressed him properly, albeit a bit stuttered.
And he can’t blame her. It’s what she’s supposed to do. How she’s ‘supposed’ to react to him.
He’s someone big and important. Someone people look to and see their future in his hands. Someone who merits reactions when in the presence of others.
Someone who…
Someone…
So he dreams. And is thankful for what little normalcy he can get.
Taking a deep breath in, he holds it and he shakes his head, dismissing the thoughts before releasing a steady, controlled exhale.
Reset.
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