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Working on a Alpha Taehyung x Omega Jungkook (smut) right now so stay tuned.

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Heya! Do you know BTS? I love BTS and I’m sure you do too, so here and excerpt from my BTS fanfic! Enjoy 
          
          
          I sit up and see Jimin hovering over me with a look of concern in his eyes. I almost –ALMOST, melted at the sight of his fake concern. "Ina, babe, what's wrong? Did you have a bad dream? You were crying in your sleep." I lifted a finger to my cheek and indeed felt tears. "N-no J-Jimin, I'm fine." I say and avoid meeting eye contact, mentally scolding myself for stuttering in front of him. "Oh really? That's such a shame; I could have sworn I heard you begging for me to stop. Do you want to try this again?" He smirked and held my chin so I had no choice but to look at him.

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So like, everyone has been doing this so I’m just gonna do a little self promo. Here’s and excerpt from one of my upcoming works of fan fiction. Enjoy 
          
          To say Hotaru was devastated is an understatement. She was far beyond that point of sadness, due to the loss of her lover. They’d spent many summers together, longer for the others touch, love, only for it to be wasted on that tragic day. 
          Still on the ground, Hotaru gripped the kimono with all the strength she could summon, holding onto it for dear life, as it was the only thing she’d have left of Gin. 
          He warm tears wouldn’t dry, nothing could comfort her now other than the sound of his voice, which she could still hear whispering his last words in her head. Biting her lip hard enough to draw blood, Hotaru stood up, glaring in the direction the boy ran off in, knowing her anger was pointless.  ‘Why’d he have to be such a kind spirit?’ She asked herself, a broken sob stuck in her throat as she clenched her fists around his kimono once again, just for reassurance that it was still there. “Why?” She yelled out, the agony present in her voice as she started to find it harder to breath air. ‘Is this what he meant? Is this why he didn’t want to get close?’ She questioned, once again to only herself. Falling onto her knees, her own kimono pulling in uncomfortable manners, she cried to herself, longer for him to come back, to tell her everything was alright. But  everything wasn’t alright, nothing was. Nothing ever was. 
          It was only then that she came to a realization. Gin wasn’t made for her kind, for the human world. He was too good for her, for any human. That’s why she was left here alone, without him, because she wasn’t good enough for him.

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So I'm back from being essentially MIA to ou guys. I will start back up with updating and should give a post of what my regular schedule will be. Thanks to those who will still support me and lots of love o those who were concerned with my whereabouts and well being.❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️