i get it :(( i can’t speak for everyone but i just cut ties with my friendship group and haven’t spoken to them in almost a year, but as i said if u ever feel lonely / just want to chat, my dms are always open!!
i forgot how exciting it was to sign up for fests . the idea i snagged i am so happy with that i wanna start writing right away
🩵 absolutely! and i get it , my friends always did the same to me and it sucks so much, but pls don’t feel immature or childish! ur feelings are hurt, so whatever u feel + how you want to express that is completely valid and justified!!
i miss enjoying writing . i have all of these ideas and no motivation to pursue them :((
i always just cried in private lmaoo :(( u can always message me if u need someone to talk to <33
i really need to use this app more
Pretty Little Rockstar
♡ taekook
♡ 24.2k , 1/1
♡ rockstars , light angst , fluff and smut
♡ #taekook #taekookfic #btsfic
archiveofourown.org/works/60024898
black and white, distressed looking moodboard. images depict one close up of an eye with a completely white iris, a man hanging from a tree in a crucifix position, jungkook crouched next to a wall, a monster crawling across the floor, a person holding a dagger, sun beams through a tree in a park, taehyung in a ripped jumper with blood on his face, the back view of two men sat on a beach looking at the sea and two hands with claws against white concrete
It's quiet here, somehow quieter than the silence that lingered throughout Seoul. The kind of quiet that makes even the slightest of movements seem to echo for miles. It forces Jeongguk to move carefully, each step deliberate as he dodges the debris. While in Seoul the buildings towered over them, eroded and destroyed but still forcing them to walk under their shadows, the buildings in Busan have all but been flattened. Most of them are left half standing, rooms exposed as the roof lays 10 floors below, crumbled to the pavement. Nature still grows in humanity's wake, but with less of a purpose here. The ivy clings to the walls, arms stretched tall and wide as though to hug the bricks. Trees stand proud in the centre of what once was bustling office buildings, reaching up to the clear sky where the ceiling no longer covers it.
We’ve Been Dying Since The Day We Were Born
◆ Part Two
◆ 30k (60k total)
◆ Zombie apocalypse, terminal
illnesses, slow burn, angst with a happy ending
◆ #Taekook #taekookau #btsfic #seastory
archiveofourown.org/works/508637...
would anyone like to help me brainstorm a yoonjin fic ? i’d love someone to bounce ideas off
feeling isolated on writing twt / bluesky is genuinely the worst feeling , i want to be able to jump into a friends dms and yell to them about fics and wips
making moodboards if my fave thing everrrrrr <33
true but i just feel so demotivated by it !! like it just feels so boring and ugh , i wanted it to have it posted for xmas :((
thinking about dropping my christmas fic but the thought of doing that makes me :(
i am now realising it’s thursday , not wednesday ……
idc that it’s 2am happy #wipwednesday from namgi 🫂
me 🤝 making jk cry in every fic
i love them ur honour
planning namgi fics when i should be writing my wips
my bias line : 🐈🐥🐈⬛
these are literally two of my fave yoonjin photos to exist
can’t stop thinking about writing hyung line x jk fics send help