just picturing minted yoongi and 3tan yoongi having a conversation LMAOO
....oh, this is everything.
"Same floor?"
Agust shifts his gaze, wondering how the fuck he got stuck in an elevator with a guy that could practically be his twin. Instead of responding to the man with dark hair instead of mint and a black jacket instead of teal, he nods, looking up at the numbers overhead right after.
"You sure..?"
Shocked, Agust blinks. How did this guy know he was lying? Are they really connected in more ways than just a terrifying mirrored look? He was just gonna get off at the ninth floor and back on again to take an elevator to the penthouse by himself.
Still, he doesn't utter a word. Because this is akin to dark magic and he hasn't dipped his fingers in that for a reason.
"Suit yourself."
"Penthouse," Agust blurts, just wanting this whole thing to end. The crawling in his skin is getting unbearable, curiosity mingling next to it like an imp. Because why the fuck does he look so similar?
The person in question gives him an approving nod before pressing the top button. But he stops when it doesn't stay lit. "Uhm. Got your card on you?"
And his pride gets dented. Agust prods his cheek before stepping forward on his half of the space, scanning his card before pressing the top button with a rough knuckle like he could’ve just done in the first place.
"I won't snitch, you know."
Now that's intriguing. Staring directly at his otherworldly twin, Agust asks, "I don't care who knows I'm up there."
A light huff expels from a curve. "I meant about the piece in your jeans." Dark locks fall over his eyes when he cocks his head. "And however much you got in that bag."
How did he...?
Agust never gets to ask. Because the elevator doors slide open at the ninth floor.
And his twin walks out with hands in his pockets, sounding delightfully surprised to see someone that looks so similar to you that Agust damn near stops the doors with his gun.
But it's not you.
Is it?
...No. You're upstairs right where he left you.
What the fuck is happening today.
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three tangerines series | minted series | masterlist
250811 update: there is now an accompanying fanart by @zerooclockbaddie!!🥳
drabble: bet wrong
pairing: 3tan!yoongi x reader(f)
series: masterlist | three tangerines | 3tan717 | one
rating/genre: pg (18+) ; angst , fluff ; brother’s best friend au, implied age gap au
summary: after seeing how comfortable yoongi is in his place with your brother and their friends, it’s hard for you to leave… but it’s also hard for you to stay.
note: apologies for all the late postings! but kim yeji’s aura was so strong it made me write about her so here we are hahaha. it's not really edited cus i just wrote this up and posted so apologies for any mistakes!
note 2: this is in a pocket universe in the three tangerines series, so if you haven’t read the series yet, these characters would make more sense if you did hehe. even though this is very heavily influenced by the olympics, i’m keeping it as easy to read as i can. you can imagine them watching any of the events happening lol
warnings: 3tan yoongi as always, angst, olympics talk, yoongi fights back??, the Yearning is Strong, reader is a tease, shiv is back!, brother and jimin are dorks, but so is everyone else, yoongi on the phone, he's so down bad y'all i wanna cry :((
drop date: august 1st, 2024, 7:17pm est
word count: 2.3k (just like the first drabble omg?)
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“Hey, you made it!”
“Oh, shit, look who’s here!”
After a quick greeting to everyone in Yoongi’s living room, you slip off your shoes with a distracted, “I can’t stay long but, I’m here!”
Even though the handsome devil next to you shoots a look, it’s your brother that speaks up, “Wait, why?”
“I’m meeting my friends in a bit.” You hand a still-quiet Yoongi some snacks you brought for everyone, asking a question with a very obvious answer, “Where should I put these?”
He blinks before forcing out, “Over here.”
“K.”
Sounds of conversation and sports games spring about. Jimin’s clearly in some sort of squabble with your brother and Shiv is fanning the flames. There’s a couple guys you recognize but don’t really know talking on the opposite side of the coffee table, but they’re all watching the Olympics and giving their own comments.
Hopefully it’s noisy enough to shroud your dizzying thoughts. Because Yoongi looks damn good in his casual fit and his hair speaks volumes.
What you would give to run your fingers through those waves. Following him through his bustling apartment is already giving you the shivers, so what would a sudden touch feel like? A burst of fire?
“I’ll take those,” he instructs, taking the bags from you and pulling everything out with crinkles. When he sees a certain bag, his blinks make you giggle.
It’s a specific chip he likes, recently divulged during a long night of learning things about one another—like favorite foods, and how fast or slow he likes you riding.
So of course you threw it in your basket before heading over.
Commentators make conversation on the television as you shrug, “Don’t ask me, I dunno how those got in there.”
God, that smile always makes you melt. And he proceeds to turn you into mush as he shows gratitude under his breath,
“Thanks, doll.”
“Seriously, I think they just handed me those,” you joke, trying your best to not do any of the million and three things you want to. “Said I was cute or something.”
His laugh is immediate. But it’s shoved away by cheers and yells, and both of you pop out of the kitchen to see what happened on the tv.
Something big must have went down because even Yoongi reacts, scaring you with a delayed reaction,
“Holy shit, what happened? Sorry,” he immediately apologizes at your flinch, putting a daring but comforting hand on your lower back before making his way to the group.
Did he really just…
He is lucky your brother didn’t see from the other side of the couch.
That was the boldest Yoongi’s ever been and he’s quite literally kissed you in your kitchen.
“Yeji got silver.”
“What? Wait, run it back!”
“I thought she'd take it!"
Chill out. Relax, relax, relax. Everyone else is clearly entranced by whatever happened and no one is even looking at you. Relax.
But damn, that touch meant a lot more than an apology.
Seems like the one vocally surprised at the replay wants to do a million and three things, too.
On your emotional decrescendo, you scuttle back to grab a plastic cup. No use in trying to join them anyway. All you can do for now is get a drink in a kitchen you’re not supposed to know your way around.
Being in his place while your brother is too is quite the experience.
However.
This is absolutely the ideal situation you should be in. You would be the one showing up at Yoongi’s at the invitation of your brother, and it would be a small party where you blend right into the background with minimal interaction.
But of course, the feelings of distance and guilt creep onto your feet, rooting you in place and forcing you to watch from afar.
They’re all checking their phones and pointing at each other—accusingly? Excitedly?—before switching between different games on the tv and yelling at each other.
And while you adore them for being such lovable geeks about this, your eyes cannot stop pinning Yoongi with longing. He’s so radiant doing the most normal things, and his eyes have that sparkle they get when he’s comfortable and at home.
He’s perfect.
Your heart’s warm.
And the cup in your hand never touches your mouth.
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After you take a seat at his dining table—yet another thing you should not know anything about—you cycle between watching them interact and scrolling on your apps.
At first, you thought you were safe. Staying in the back and letting them have their own time together is good enough for you, especially since you were invited by your brother to stop by.
Really, you were just a courier for food they wanted.
But it was on the way. And it’s a chance to see someone you’ve been missing.
So of course you faked reluctance to come.
The plan was to do exactly this. Hang back until you had to leave, maybe have a bite or two, and try hard not to yearn for Yoongi too long.
Failed step three.
But also now step one, because Shiv decides to twist around to yell, “Hey! Come join us!”
“I’m good over here,” you reply, smiling when he gives you a look.
“Suit yourself!”
One of the guys you recognize but don’t really know gets off the couch to head into the kitchen, asking a question as he opens the fridge.
Wait, he’s asking you something? You?
You leave your chair so you can hear him better, and when he repeats his question you respond.
“Want a drink?”
“Oh, uhh. Sure.”
“Pick your poison. Yoongi doesn’t have much but it’s all strong.”
He’s pretty cute. But then again, all your brother’s friends seem to end up this way. “Water’s fine,” you say with a light smile. “I have to be somewhere else in a minute.”
“Leaving so soon?” He grabs a cup to fill with your choice before handing it over. Leaning against the same counter Yoongi has smushed you against many times, the man takes a sip of his beer. “You just got here.”
“I was told to bring food.”
“Ah, come on. You can stay a bit.”
Uh huh.
Bold choice to be flirting with the company present today.
But you know what to do. Swerve. “What even happened back there? You guys scared the shit outta me.”
From the creases of his eyes, your plan works. “Oh, Yeji? She was supposed to win gold.”
“Feel like she won anyway.”
You both snap your heads over to the kitchen threshold, and your stomach could win a floor routine with the amount of flips it completes. “How come?” You decide to ask, throwing both guys for a loop.
It’s Yoongi that responds first, “She’s trending from a video back in May.”
“Oh, shit, really?”
“Fucking boss. But yeah, none of us got that one right,” his friend responds, which leaves you intrigued.
“Got it right?”
“Mmhmm. We picked her for gold.” Glancing over at Yoongi now crossing between to get to his fridge, he claps his back. “Even this guy bet wrong and he’s usually right.”
“Bet with my heart,” your secret drones as he cracks open a bottle.
“We all did, bro.”
Fucking hell, that move was hotter than it should’ve been.
But now you’re kinda invested in what they’re all doing, so you ask how the whole thing works.
Which leads you to sitting in the living room with everyone three whole minutes later.
“So all of these are events, and I pick what I think happens?”
“Yup!”
“Good luck.”
“Choose quick, the next games start soon.”
Everyone’s eyes are on your paper as you look at the options, with some laughs and comments as you circle your choices.
“Mm, I dunno about that one.”
“Hey, hey, no help.”
You glance at your brother and Yoongi before laughing, “I have no idea what I’m doing but this is fun.”
Their amusement is noticeable.
“If you get any of those right, I’ll be surprised,” your sibling teases, earning a laugh from Yoongi and a counterpoint from Jimin,
“Dark horse?”
“Nah, no chance.”
Park’s shoulders raise as he smirks. “It's all luck, you never know..”
Huffing, you pretend to have confidence for days, just happy that you get to be involved and not hang back like the initial plan. “Yeah, I have masterclass intuition, don’t you know?”
Reactions pop and fizz around you.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Master class, huh..”
“We have a hustler here!”
Your eyes drift to Yoongi’s at Shiv's comment, and you both share a quick, mirth-filled, intimate stare.
This really is a lot more fun already.
Your phone buzzing is the one thing that interrupts, and you immediately feel relieved and saddened by the fact that you have to go.
Finishing up, you hand your brother your picks before standing, heading to the door and saying that you have to leave.
“Wait, already?”
“Tell them you’re busy!”
“I kinda want to,” you admit, feeling a little shy at all the eyes on you. “But we’re watching a movie and tickets are stupid expensive now.”
Yoongi’s already next to you as he waits to let you out. “You okay to drive?”
“Me? Oh, yeah, I just had water.”
“K.”
Why does he have to be so considerate right now? Now you just wanna stay here instead of sit through whatever movie your friends picked!
“Be careful,” your brother comments from the living room, and you wave goodbye.
“I will. Y’all have fun!”
“Okay!”
Facing Yoongi, you wanna do so many things. Hug him, hold him, kiss the shit out of him for his exuding presence in the kitchen earlier.
“Thanks for the food.”
But you obviously can’t.
So you settle for giving him a smile. “Thanks for letting me come over,” you decide to say. “Have fun tonight.”
You get a small lift of his lips in return. “You, too.”
“Yeah.. I’ll try.”
Hearing sounds from outside as you walk to your car, you feel the loneliest imaginable.
But alas.
It’s still not your place to stay.
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Much, much later, you check your phone after the movie ends and you’re all walking out. While the girls are busy discussing the movie and Taehyung's checking his phone, you're greeted with two very surprising keystrokes.
Yoongi [9:30pm]: :(
He texted that so long ago. Did something happen?
You [10:34pm]: you ok?
All of you talk for just a little longer. When you finally get into your car, you wave goodbye at everyone before looking at your device again, wondering what the heck warranted this rogue of a text.
Yoongi [10:40pm]: Yeah
Yoongi [10:40pm]: Just miss you
Well, fuck.
Heart clenching, your fingers skirt across the screen.
You [10:45pm]: i miss you too.. i didn’t wanna leave😭
Yoongi [10:45pm]: You did though😔
There are plenty of people in the lot. Many people walking past as you wait in your car.
And all you can do is stare at your screen.
Is… Is he drunk?
Yoongi [10:46pm]: So now you have to make it up to me :)
That catches you so off-guard you scoff at your screen through a smile.
You [10:46pm]: don’t be a loser!!
Yoongi [10:46pm]: I’m your loser
Cheeks hurting from your shy as hell grin, you bite your lip to keep your screams from alerting people in the nearby theatre.
How dare this man be this bold when your brother is over there!
If he’s gonna keep this shocking behavior up, who are you to not play into it? You fucking miss him and imagining being there and being yourselves—your true selves—makes your chest clench.
You [10:46pm]: not today you weren’t :\
And now you have to make the drive to a house that no one's occupying.
This is so hard. So, so hard.
But you have to keep going until that one day comes. If it ever does. The day you can do whatever you want with the man you’d fight the universe for? No one will know how to react, and frankly you don’t give a shit about that.
And then you wonder.
Does Yoongi feel the same?
Yoongi [10:48pm]: They're still here
Yoongi [10:48pm]: You down to come back?
Oh.
You are.
Yes, yes, yes you are.
Grateful eyes shut, forehead hitting your steering wheel and heart hurting but still burning lovingly.
There’s no fighting how desperately you want to see him. Especially after seeing him so happy earlier today. Of course you’re going to go. You’d cross mountains even if that meant you’d only get to see him from afar.
Because—and this you know for sure—he would do the same.
...But that doesn't mean you won't prank him just a little bit.
You [10:49pm]: don't bet on it w ur heart again💕
Buzzing with excitement, you start your car and pull out of the lot, calling your brother and letting him know you’re coming back.
“K! You gonna bring food again?”
Normally, you would say fuck no and hang up. But you’re so elated you get to go back, and imagining Yoongi's shock makes you laugh. “Yeah, yeah, what do y’all want?”
“Wait, really? Hey! What do we want for dinner—”
“Wait!” You interject, something pinging into your mind and igniting your curiosity. “How are my picks doing?”
There’s a scuffle on the line, and you can hear your brother complain, Jimin laugh, and a very, very familiar voice answer from your brother’s phone.
Because Yoongi’s voice drones so beautifully through the speaker, and you can’t stop your cackling when he responds,
“Turns out Jimin was right.”
“Damn, I'm the best,” you boast, earning a loud laugh from him and welcoming the way your cheeks hurt with open arms. “Show me that video you were talking about when I get there?”
This is safe to say. It's all you really can say.
There's a little bit of silence before he answers how he can, too.
“Yeah, I will.”
Mm. Maybe Yoongi does feel the same.
“Nice," you whisper. Lips curved up in hope, you keep your voice neutral, “See you soon!”
Again, he responds how he's supposed to. And right after, you both hang up exactly as expected.
For now.
“See you soon.”
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fin. :)
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a/n: love you love you love you. that's really all i can say. but also, here's the video of kim yeji being an absolute badass in may and i cannot stop thinking about her GAHHHHHH and now the guy from turkey?? hello?? this year is so fun and interesting istg!!
Re-read fireworks and it has me thinking about how 3tan yoongi would act now on new years. Like they can’t kiss at midnight and I’m just picturing him dodging kisses from random chicks and Bro being like ??? Why aren’t you hooking up with any of these girls? And then yoongi and our girl have to wait till later when they’re all alone to have their new year kiss 😭😭😭
drabble: first one
pairing: 3tan!yoongi x reader(f)
rating/genre: pg ; fluff ; three tangerines au
note: uhh. surprise and happy holidays LOL. based on this ig reel sent in the discord multiple times, this little slice is gonna kickstart the "3tan does sm" mini series! basically this little ongoing collection will have all the drabbles/requests based on social media things y'all send in. if it inspires me, i'll make a drabble or something out of it hehehe. enjoy!
warnings: nothing big. just 3tan yoongi lol
links: three tangerines mlist ; masterlist
drop date: december 28, 2023, 7:07pm est
word count: 1.1k
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In the middle of winter, you decide that tonight is the perfect time to try something new.
Which leaves Yoongi confused as hell because this attempt requires him to be outside in the freeze, when the two of you were just bundled up in blankets and watching a movie minutes ago.
But he can scold your lack of attention span and tendency to watch videos during long movies later.
“What am I doing?”
Placing him on one spot of the sidewalk just outside his apartment, you urge, “Just, hold on. Stay right there.”
“Huh?”
Giggling, you give no other instructions, instead rushing forward to bring your phone to a nearby bench. When you set it down to see what the camera catches, you determine that you look fine enough, so you tell Yoongi—who is simply standing there and still looking devastatingly handsome—what you wanna do. “Okay, pull up the video I sent you.”
“Shouldn’t we go back inside?”
“Yes, yes, after this.”
When you walk up, he pulls up the link, and you both watch as people run to their partners and rush them out of frame, spinning them around or chasing them away.
Ever consistent, Yoongi is both unfazed and wondering what goes on. “What’s the goal of this again?”
Shrugging, you’re just happy he’s not tugging you back indoors yet. “I don’t really know, but. I just wanna see how you do it.”
“Mm…” He looks one more time, cementing his answer with the way he smushes his lips. “Fine.”
“You’ll do it?”
“Uh huh. But this is just for you.”
Right. Because of course this can't be seen anywhere else. Your smile is rueful with a tinge of holiday hope, “I know.”
And Yoongi’s expression carries the same weight.
Maybe one day this conversation will be a lot different. Just like the way your quick stay at his place while your brother is at a work dinner will prove a lot longer of a night. One day.
Maybe.
Cheering yourself up, you practically bounce back to where the bench is, slipping a bit with a tiny “whoops” before reaching out to press record. Backing up onto the sidewalk, you throw up peace signs, poses, do a few different filler moves until Yoongi does his part.
But nothing happens.
And no one appears by your side.
So you turn to see if he actually left but goddamn it is he recording you? “What the!”
Yoongi just laughs as you kick your head back in laughter, and stops holding his phone up. “So cute.”
Damn it, he can’t give you this fluttering feeling while being annoying! “Focus!”
Groaning, you turn your recording off and then back on again, repeating some of the same things for the camera and shuffling a little in place to warm up. Because it is freezing and this idea could have waited another season or two.
And when you look to the side after a pause, Yoongi is recording again.
You bend forward to shield from the chill, your yell echoing throughout the small little courtyard, “Yoongi!” Does he have to keep grinning like that? There’s no time for prolonging this even more! “I cannot with you right now.”
After another attractive huff of amusement, he keeps going, “I can’t help it! You’re being adorable.”
Well. At least Yoongi’s having his fun. If anything, he’s stalling because he doesn’t wanna do whatever challenge this is. So you can drop it. “Ugh… Never mind, we can go inside.”
After grabbing your phone, you walk up to him again before he stops you. And you think it’s because you were about to slip once more, but his low tone gets you to see his face under those locks.
“Nah, we can do it.” When you give him a pouting frown, his teeth shine. “Serious!”
Easily placated, you’re back to grinning. “Okay, for real this time! It’s cold!”
“I know! You didn’t even let me get my beanie!”
Laughing out your guilt, you warn him over your shoulder, “If you run into me, you better not knock me over.”
“I won’t, doll.”
“Okay!” Placing your phone down for hopefully the last time, you hit record, seeing yourself sigh before gingerly walking back to the sidewalk.
In hindsight, maybe it wasn’t the best idea to try and get Yoongi to do this. It’s colder than hell’s deepest frost at this point, and some snow is still falling from darkened skies.
But all the little reactions in the videos looked too cute, and you are genuinely curious to see what he’s gonna do. So even through your poses, you brace yourself. Is he gonna run in for a hug? Is he gonna rush you off with a big warm embrace?
…Is he really not gonna do anything?
Feeling a little bad, you drop the cute poses and turn.
Only to feel him right at your side, gathering you with a soft, strong arm and leading you down the sidewalk.
Well, damn.
The gesture is so him that, for a second, you genuinely think that he saw something and led you out of harm’s way on instinct. But as you look around, you don’t see anyone else in the wintry courtyard besides the two of you.
“What’s wrong?”
Your vision flicks away from the lighted trees dotting the area. “Oh, nothing, I was just…”
“Wanna run it back? If we do let’s go somewhere else. It’s icy right there.”
Blinking, you see his eyes full of pure curiosity and attentiveness.
And suddenly you wanna go back inside for a completely different reason other than warmth.
“That felt perfect,” you whisper, eyes lowering to his ever inviting lips. “Lemme check it.”
Leaving his cozy side, you go back and retrieve your chilly phone, stopping the recording that you are relieved you successfully started. Both you and Yoongi watch as you play the full thing, and after he leads you out of frame, your jaw drops.
“Oh, my god. This beats all the ones I’ve seen.”
“Really?”
“Damn… Now I’m actually sad I can’t post this.” When you laugh, it’s not all joyful. Turning to him, you pretend to be mad. “Why are you so cool?”
Huffing small, Yoongi looks up and around you before giving your cheek a kiss, and your knees weaken at how tender it is. “Send it to me,” he murmurs.
“You want it, too?”
“Mm.”
“Okay.”
“Just a little longer, babe.” He gives you another peck on your very cold nose. Then both cheeks. And your forehead.
All while you’re out in the open where anyone could witness.
Just his willingness to amuse you was already perfect. Yoongi didn’t need to do any of that, and he certainly didn’t need to be so charming with his stylistic choice. But he did it all anyway while freezing his pretty ass off.
And his next words make your chest yearn to stay with him—for every holiday season and silly trend that comes around.
“Then this’ll be the first one of us we post.”
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fin. :)
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🌨️ what do we feel! i needed this little drabble :')) 🌨️
a/n: did i mean for this to be a full blown drabble? no! was this the video that bo originally sent me that i flailed over? no! but it's the reel i saw and apparently had been sent in the server multiple times. so here we are with a surprise hahaha.
enjoy your holidays, everyone! and if you have anything social media related that 3tan reminds you of - or you can see the 3tan crew doing - send them in and maybe i'll get inspired again. :D this didn't take me long at all and i wanted to do it, so no worries about extra work!
a/n 2: 3tan12 is going strong alongside the holiday fics! should be posting teasers and taglists for those, too. very very excited for all of them mwahaha
“Just.. how it’s made. And knowing he’s gone.” Yoongi shifts beside you, head lolling onto your shoulder before he gently inhales. “This feeling.”
When he doesn’t elaborate—choosing to close his eyes and sigh instead—you turn to regard his features. So soft, but with hints of melancholy lingering still.
Yoongi doesn’t have to explain, though. While words and chords slowly swirl around the room, you feel lulled into something deep. Something lost. Dark blues and jagged amber.
It’s clear why you both feel this way. So you quietly offer to change it before he hums,
“S’ok, doll.”
“You sure?”
“Run it again,” he says instead, burying his nose into you a little more. Another inhale.
And when he explains why, you rest your head on his with a panging chest,
🍊drabbles: one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten | eleven | twelve | thirteen | fourteen | fifteen | sixteen | seventeen
🍊first drop: february 2024
hello, loves. i had so much relaxing, pure fun writing the latest 3tan drabble, and in the process had an idea. after a lot of deliberating, i have come to the decision to create this little collection.
so!! starting february, each month until yoongi recompletes the group in june 2025, we'll have a little slice or drabble of 3tan to look forward to (angst, humor, fluff, smut - anything goes.) that's 17, with june 17th being the last drop until he's back with all of us again on june 21st, 2025. hope you all enjoy, whether you're here for all of them or a few🍊
more links: three tangerines ; 3tan m.list ; m.list
🍊 special survey: an anonymous community survey to celebrate 3 years!
🍊 3tanslice requests: are open! if i am ok with the request, i will write it and post during november.
🍊 character asks/tells: are open! these will all be posted on @threetangerines
⇥ asks/tells: these can be sent in all month! anything answered will be queued.
⇥ slices: the earlier sent, the better. just so i have time to think about/write them!
⇥ rules: anything that hasn’t been revealed to a character won’t be answered, and all slice requests are considered! if you think your ask was eaten by tumblr, don't hesitate to resend.
⇥ survey: there is a huge 3tan13 optional teaser at the end, and i will be doing audio answers to certain questions :D
⇥ note: if you do the survey and let me know it's you (blog name or anon name), it's a guarantee i will also do your 3tanslice request as a massive thank you, unless it's super inappropriate like banned themes, etc.
⇥ links: three tangerines ; 3tan masterlist ; 3tan chronological
thank you all so much for being here. three years is a long time and yet, not so long at all. here's to making more memories and i sincerely appreciate every single one of you. alongside any audio answers i will do, you'll be hearing more from me personally later this month!
