I think I might be able to start writing again.
YES HOLY SHIT SHE'S BACK GIRLS GAYS AND THEYS 🥳🥳🥳
We've missed you 💜
Oh my goodness 🙈
I’ve missed being here. Here’s hoping my imagination doesn’t abandon me again.

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I think I might be able to start writing again.
YES HOLY SHIT SHE'S BACK GIRLS GAYS AND THEYS 🥳🥳🥳
We've missed you 💜
Oh my goodness 🙈
I’ve missed being here. Here’s hoping my imagination doesn’t abandon me again.
I think I might be able to start writing again.
kookie drum, the cutest drummer in the world! 🥺
God this
I’ll be there for you ♡
THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER episode four: the whole world is watching
Dreamers 2022. 11. 20. 2PM KST | 12AM ET
Yes.
if you think that in 2022 I am still crying over not easily conquered you are absolutely correct
To lovely humans who were excluded from invitations, left behind when they tied their shoes, forced to walk in the grass when the sidewalk was full, spoken over when you tried to contribute, whispered about or laughed at, given side-eye when you tried to fit in…. you are so worthy of love.
jungkook’s vlog ♡
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color ; FREEDOM
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Tailor of Chaos
This started the day Jimin's preview pics were posted. It's total nonsense.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I love this so much you have NO IDEA
Me: ah tumblr, I’m going back to my roots, it’s nice to be back
Also me: I suppose I should start uploading my Jikook fics on here…
Also also me: oh damn…I have to do something about that train wreck of a masterlist don’t I
When Everything’s Made to be Broken (I Just Want You to Know Who I Am) Part 57 & Epilogue
Not gonna lie, this feels almost surreal. I don’t know if any of my readers are still out there or if y’all gave up on me (which, fair, I’m not mad) but for those that are still here: I have finished this fic. It is done. And it feels like I’m closing a door in my heart, but in a good way because I’m not locking it, just closing it.
For those of you still here - I hope you enjoy this. I know I’ve enjoyed every minute and conversation with you.
Plot: When you inadvertently become a witness to a murder and are suddenly a target for death, it takes a specially skilled soldier and his team to keep you and your family safe.
This will eventually be a is a reader x Bucky fic. The reader, by the way, is a civilian. No super powers, no fighting skills, and by no means perfect.
Word count: 7652
Warnings:
For the entire work: Language (I have a potty mouth), violence, and angst. This will probably get pretty dark later on, and there will be smut. If that’s not your thing, you may want to avoid this story.
Additional warnings specific to this part: Eh, the usual. Talk of trauma, flashbacks, that sort of stuff. You know I like to keep it real. But there’s also fluff. All the fluff.
***I do not own any of the lyrics/music in this story, so please don’t sue me for using them***
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WEMtbB Masterlist
Previously on WEMtbB:
He reaches up to press a button and a panel of the roof slides to expose the sunroof. Through it you can see bright lights and the tall rise of the buildings on either side of you. It’s strangely soothing – almost hypnotic – and you keep your gaze up until the buildings are long gone and the atmosphere clears of light pollution. The stars wink down at you as Bucky drives, although he brings the car to a stop about a mile away from your destination so you can both look up toward the heavens.
Warm fingers twist with yours, the radio station playing 80s music sings quietly, and you don’t have to ask to know that – for the moment, at least – Bucky is at peace.
And so are you.
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