Hello everyone that may still be following/reading this fic! I apologise for being gone so long.
I just wanted to pop in here and announce that I am moving to AO3 (Archive Of Our Own) completely for all of my writing stuff to be published there exclusively. This is a decision I made a while ago but in the light of the recent news of a big media corporation partnering with wattpad to mine it for stories to turn into movies and series, I think it's best if I move everything across before anything happens, especially since I was planning on doing that at some point anyway.
If you wish to read this fic, you will have to go over to my AO3 and find me there. I am probably going to rework this fic anyway at some point, so if you enjoyed this concept, then you can head over to follow me and I will most likely end up posting a fic similar to this in the future. Possibly.
Here's a link to my AO3 account: https://archiveofourown.org/users/The_Indian_Ghost
It was a pleasure being here with you all, I absolutely love and appreciate each and every single one of you who read and starred and commented on any and all of my work. Thank you so much! I will never forget any of you and I wish you all well for the future that lies ahead. Take care <3
(P.S. My wattpad account will still stay up, but I won't have any more works on them and I won't be using this site to post anything anymore. My inbox will still be open for messaging though, if you want- I'm just notoriously bad at responding to messages, which I apologise for in advance)
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Miniaturised: A BTS Fanfiction
Fanfiction"Bang PD Nim, I'm sorry to call so early in the morning, but we have a problem. It's got to do with Bangtan." "How big is the problem? Are they alright?" "Well sir, it's not how big but rather how small...Bangtan have somehow shrunk overnight, they'...
