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[teampandawang]

Hey, it’s Aria right here!!

I just wanted to pass by and check how’s everything going for y’all?

We’re all living some hardtimes and I was wondering if someone needed to talk or something... Just let me know.

Also...

I’ll probably be over here more often again sharing posts and things like that since I’m really missing Tumblr. And MAYBE there are gonna be some surprises.

Love y’all. <3

[mark-tuan-and-jinyoung-lover-de]

I've noticed how Tumblr seems to be dying and I don't understand why. People stoped reblogging and posting and this used to be my absolute favorite website for fun, information and general content... Is it dying because of lack of motivation caused by stealing assholes or because people aren't engaging (if this is the case, why)? This was the best place for fandoms for so long, but nothing ever happens here anymore. And I refuse to go to Twitter, because it is so fucking toxic. Help. Whyyy

Hey anon. I believe there are many factors that have contributed in people not posting as much as they used to on Tumblr. It’s either one of these factors, a mixture of two or three factors or in some cases for content creators all four factors have taken place.

Firstly, we had the censorship purge last year, where Tumblr started flagging nearly every other post as inappropriate even when half of those posts weren’t even nsfw. Many tumblr accounts don’t show up in searches anymore, even though they are still active. This is all because they post nsfw content. A lot of content creators that primarily wrote smut decided to leave Tumblr last year and many never came back.

Secondly, a lot of content creators started noticing their work being reposted on other websites. These creators were not given any credit. In fact the reposters claimed the work as their own. This happened to every kind of content creator on here. Fan made videos, fancams, photos, gifs, fanart and fanfics were all getting reposted on websites such as YouTube, Wattpad, DeviantArt, etc. Unfortunately it is happening all over again for gif makers, where their gifs are being reposted on Twitter. We’ve lost a lot and are still losing many content creators due to this issue.

Thirdly, when Tumblr originally turned from a photography and art website into a website for various fandoms, people interacted with posts a lot more. Before I became a KPOP account, I used to be a part of Supernatural, Teen Wolf, Dr. Who, Sherlock and Harry Potter fandoms. I remember that any post that was either a fanfic, gifset or fanart used to gain more reblogs than likes back then. People used to reblog every single post they enjoyed seeing on Tumblr. Content creators were used to having their posts be reblogged by followers, which automatically meant that more people saw their content. In the last 2-3 years, posts hardly get any reblogs. People tend to hit the like button and move on to the next post on their dashboard. The main reason why content creators were drawn to Tumblr in the first place, was the REBLOG button. Every time someone hits the reblog button on a post, that post gets shared to that person’s followers. In other words, new people are seeing this content. When a content creator’s followers only hit the like button, no one new sees that post. 

I’m a fanfic writer myself and I don’t even mind if people decide no to give me any feedback on my content. However, the least people can do is hit the reblog button. I have zero motivation to continue writing on Tumblr. The last chapter I posted for my fanfic Queen of Jeju ( back in April 2019) has 29 notes in total. 19 people liked that post and out of those 19 people only 3 decided to reblog it. The rest of the 7 reblogs were done by me. For a long time I kept telling myself that the reason I’m finding it so hard to post any new content is because I have writer’s block. I finally admitted to myself that the real reason I haven’t posted anything new on Tumblr since April is because hardly anyone reblogs my content. When someone likes my post, but decides not to reblog it, it makes me think that okay this person liked reading what I wrote. However, my writing wasn’t good enough to be shared with this person’s followers and that is why they never reblog my content. If my content is not good enough to be shared (reblogged), then why should I even post it in the first place.

Lastly, content creators started receiving asks and dms where people began to rudely demand for new content. Content that has always been free on this website. Gif makers started receiving asks where people demanded them to create gifs of their favourite idols at a faster pace, not realising or appreciating the fact that it takes at least 2 hours for someone to create a HD quality gif. Fanfic writers started receiving asks where people demanded updates for chaptered fics and also ‘requests’ for new fics when their account description clearly states that they are not taking requests at that time. If that wasn’t bad enough content creators started receiving asks and dms where people began to spew hate towards them because the content creator was either too slow at updating or because they didn’t create content about certain KPOP artists, ships or specific genres/themes.

If people want content creators to stay on Tumblr, then they need to treat them with kindness and respect. People also need to show content creators their appreciation, since we post content for free. We specifically take time out of our own busy lives to create content that is absolutely free to consume. In other words, content creators on Tumblr don’t get paid for their work, yet people still treat them like shit.

[prettywordsyouleft]

Only liking posts is killing the fandom community. It really doesn’t take long to leave one sentence on a post, or even reblog it! 

This reply is so on point and people need to stop sleeping on their creators or else they may lose them.

[yoonguurt]

Preach

[suga-kookiemonster]

as we move into the new year and new decade, please keep this in mind. this is not instagram. content on tumblr is not meant to be consumed, liked, and then forgotten–it is meant to be shared. it is meant to be interacted with. if you want there to continue to be content for you to consume, then you need to do your part as well. 

you need to reblog content, not simply like. 

if for some reason you’re shy about sharing certain content, this next one is still for you: you need to interact with content creators. tell them what you liked about it–it doesn’t even have to be in depth, and often, it can even be on anon, so there’s really no excuse! you may think your voice doesn’t matter, but i’m here to tell you that’s not true–we love hearing from you, and your note of encouragement is often all that keeps us going. even if your form of interaction is simply reblogging content and screaming in the tags–i love that shit, and i read every word.

you need to stop assuming you’re entitled to free content. content creators do this in their free time, often between work, or school, or family/friends responsibilities. don’t pester people for updates, don’t repost their content. tl;dr don’t be a dick.

you need to do all of these things. otherwise, content creators will leave and take their shit with them 🤷🏽‍♀️we do not enjoy working hard for days, months, only to simply toss it into a void, subsequently get literally nothing out of it, and then be expected to do it all over again. content is posted for free, and the least you can do is interact. 

please support your content creators

[softyoongiionly]

This is so so important 🥺

[teampandawang]

Hi...

I just read this after coming back to Tumblr.

Leaving Tumblr and being in hiatus is a difficult decision I made months ago. 

TBH, writing is a way for me to relax and have fun. And ofc I write for the people. If my intentions were creating just for me then I haven’t been posting my texts. So, having no feedback from our followers and stopping the growth of our notes is something that truly affects us as content creators since we have no way to know if you’re enjoying what we do for you with lotsssss of effort and spending lotsssss more of time.

And one of the firsts steps on creating is obviously motivation. But when we don’t receive feedback it basically fades away.

I truly enjoyed being a content creator, but times are not proper for me to come back, but it honestly hurts me.

Love and miss you, a lot.

ARIA

[taintedstarlight]

‘Teamwork makes the dream work.’ - BTS, 2013-2019. 💜

4 Daesangs (all kill; first ever in kpop history), 8 awards in total. Yet still humble as ever. BTS are kings

[teampandawang]

Hello! Mow here. 🍀💕

I’m sorry

Yes, again. Because of the chapters that had not been uploaded. As I told you before, my country is currently going through some protests and I, as a public college student, find it impossible to not be part of it, even from the academic posture, there’s a lot you have to deal with. 

Anyway, these days probably are going to keep being quite disorganized and sporadic here on Tumblr, but I’m still working on the series 🥺 and I hope you guys understand. Sorry also for all the chat but I find it better to explain it to you guys than just disappearing. 

Thank you all. 💗 

Mow. 🍀

[trigger-incoming-deactivated201]

This website is like a suicide hotline but with text chat instead.  I would appreciate it if you guys helped spread the word.

[bunnyewest]

I’ve used this before and the person I was chatting with was very kind and helpful. I really could have hurt myself seriously if I hadn’t seen a tumblr post about the site… Phone calls and I don’t do so well together

[phdna]

This is very important, especially the way the world is being recently, so I’m reblogging it

[teampandawang]

For anyone who might need it. 💗

[mariamagnolia]

I feel a bit off saying this, but I think that 2019 officially surpassed 2014 as the worst year in kpop so far. It's going to be very hard for everybody to come to terms with the things that happened. It is incredibly sad to see so many people hurt and in pain due to the recent happenings. Please do not be ashamed od your tears and your grief because you are afraid of being labeled "only fangirls/boys". It is okay. It is okay to be you, and it is okay to feel everything you feel. It is okay to cry.. We can only hope that the climate in kpop will finally change. On that note, it will a lot to make things better, but change starts with the people. I sincerely hope that everyone becomes a little kinder to the world in 2020. I hope we cancel cancel culture, stop hyping fan wars and stop seeing online bullying as trivial. Kpop communities are growing. More toxic behaviour is present so everyone needs to start taking their online activity a little more serious. Unless we do so, it may accumulate and attract more hate. With this I hope so much that we can look forward to a better, kinder, happier future.. healthier, more joyful and honest idols and fandoms finally at peace.

[teampandawang]

We are so sorry today. We wish she has finally found peace. 💗

[teampandawang]

I'm sorry for not posting the chapter yesterday and I'm afraid I won't be able to do it today. I expect for it to be upload during the weekend. I don't know if any of you know Colombia's situation and specially my city, Cali, since yesterday but the delay of the chapter is because of it.

I'll upload it as soon as I can 💗 Hope you all have a great day. 😊

Mow. 🍀

[teampandawang]

Teach Me How To Love | Part XIII

By: Mow

Genre: Fluff // Angst // Smut(?

Pairing: Suga X Reader (with surprises along the way)

Description: Is when your comfort zone is in its closest state that you will see the brightest sunlight on the outside.

The fraternity house looked quite stunning without the loud noises and the dense smell of sweat and alcohol. The design was an antique one, nevertheless, it managed to seem only a couple of years old. The bright lights of the front door illuminated your features smoothly, the stone path shining with reflections of them. It was a silent night but the anxious nods inside your stomach just kept getting more tight. 

“You okay?” You heard Jungkook’s voice behind you, followed by the shut of his car’s door he had just opened out for you. 

“Yes,” You replied, walking slowly to the door. 

“It’s going to be fine.” He reassured you, it was probably the 10th time that night. He smiled at you warmly, leaving the wooden frame open for you. 

----- 

‘Where is it, where is it where is it.’ You repeated over and over while trying to run to the nearest bathroom available. You were feeling nauseous, which was unexpected given the effort you had put this time on keeping yourself away from the vodka. You had drunk two beers and a cocktail Jungkook insisted for you to taste and, being honest, it was absolutely delicious.  

Finally, you found an open door to a bedroom, which one? You had no idea. The house was too big and this was your first time exploring the second floor, a terrible idea you had once you heard how busy was the one downstairs. 

The room was especially cold, the walls were white painted with a few posters of musicians here and there. There was a keyboard as well, surrounded by a ton of paper balls and books thrown above the wooden floor, you would not have noticed if it wasn’t for the one that got on your way and almost made you tripped. But now you were inside the bathroom, your knees touching the cold pale blue-tiles. 

Your throat and stomach gave up once you were in front of the toilet, such a sad situation made your eyes watery but you managed to finish the issue and put yourself on your feet again, the mirror returning your gaze. Despite the distasteful flavor in your mouth and the tide-type feeling inside your belly, you still look fine enough. 

“I need to find Jin, c’mon Y/N, you can do this, stick to the plan and the go home.” You told your reflection. Taking a sip of the mouthwash above the sink to mask your breath you opened the door. 

“So now you’re going after him?” Suga asked in a displeased tone, his features stood unbothered as always, but the rest of his senses told you enough. 

“What are you doing here?” You asked back, fixing your posture. The nerves crawling your spine, sending shivers all over your body. ‘I couldn’t avoid him forever, huh’. 

“I should question that. This is my room.” He took a few steps forward while speaking, his eyebrows narrowing the closer he got. “What are you trying, Y/N?” 

He was just a step away. The last time you two were that close was before the kiss. You could see the same white shiny skin, the same plump pink lips, the same dark empty eyes, which you were trying to avoid them with your entire being. They were deep, a tunnel so foggy that you could not go through it, but knowing well it was almost endless. His gaze was burning your soul right there, against the walls of his room, and you were thinking of any possibility to not feel such a tough stare. ‘His lips felt so warm that time, what if…’, you began to picture it in your head, your eyes falling on them. One step away. 

“What’s your plan, Y/N? Don’t you play dumb with me.” His hard tone slapping your illusion away. 

“Excuse me?” You asked confused, collecting the courage to look back at him. 

“I’m not asking you again.” He took that step, it left him centimeters away from you. “I heard you.” 

You slipped away from him, positioning yourself a few meters away, close to his bed in the middle of the room. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You answered with an unsure tone. He looked mad, even you could tell, and that increased your nerves. ‘Is it because of the water thing?’ You questioned yourself, preparing an apology. 

“Yes, you do. What are you trying with my friends, huh? You really think I’m going to just sit and watch your ass manipulate them?” He finally spat and you could not believe his words. 

“What?!” You almost yelled at him. “I’m not doing such a thing. What is your problem?!” You were offended, there was absolutely no proof for him to have such an image of you. 

“You think I haven’t heard the way you’ve talked about us?” His neutral features were long gone, an angry expression was all that was left to you. 

‘Okay, maybe there is proof…’ You sighed internally, not expecting for this to backfire at this point. 

“Look, I know what I have said but-” He cut you. 

“Get away from them.” His words were sharp. 

“Who’d you think you are to tell me what to do?” You were starting to lose your temper. 

“I’m not letting another opportunist hurt them, so fuck off.” He walked in your direction again. 

“You know what? I’m not going to stay here and hear your bullshit.” You started walking away. Exiting the room and walking through the hall while you heard his steps behind you. You looked back to tell HIM to fuck off when you felt the emptiness below your feet. You did not see how close you were from the stairs and so on, you felt off them. 

“OH MY GOD, Y/N!” You heard lastly. 

[teampandawang]

I'm kinda confused I thought it was a yoongi imagine I mean if you are like setting the story on your own way before you put him back on the story is of course your decision I'm just very confused if this just turn into something else

Oh no, don't worry, is still a Yoongi imagine 💕 its just the plot

Mow. 🍀

[teampandawang]

Teach Me How To Love | Part XII

By: Mow

Genre: Fluff // Angst // Smut(?

Pairing: Suga X Reader (with surprises along the way)

Description: Is when your comfort zone is in its closest state that you will see the brightest sunlight on the outside.

“So you’re coming with me, right?!” You begged at your annoyed friend standing in front of you. 

“Didn’t you hate them? I’m like so confused, Y/N.” She argued again. 

Things had developed too fast during the last few days. Somehow, and you were still trying to process such a fact, 3/6 of the frat men-child were now your friends, and worse than that, the new one you just established such a closeness with was actually a sweet boy. Was that even possible? Was it coherent? A month ago it would have been an outright no from you, but now? Recalling the last few days? You were not so sure. 

Jungkook had literally done his best in order to help you recover from the lecture you missed because of his irritating self. He kept leaving snacks at the library for you to eat during your long study sessions, which was completely surprising due to the (now-not-so-strict) rule of no food; he somehow managed to convince the students in charge.  He was not so good for the academic part but was putting a lot of effort to understand the class he had with you just to help you in case you missed one of the lectures due to your investigation meetings. He still did not have to explain to you anything but his intentions were there. 

“You think I’m not? I feel so confused too, and also kind of ashamed, you know?” You stare at a blank space by your side. 

“Of what?” She raised an eyebrow, not getting your point yet. 

“You know better than anyone how bad I talked about them, about Jungkook too, and know that he has been proving that what I thought was not all of him, it makes me think if I mistreated the rest of them as well. I had my differences with Jimin, yes, and Suga is probably not the kindest person out there but… what if I was mistaken all this time?” You wondered, these thoughts refusing to leave your mind since the first day you found a bag of chips in the chair you always sat on at the library. It had a note: ‘I asked the monitor to make sure this gets to you, Y/N. I hope he did, if I don’t get a text from you about this then I’ll assume he didn’t and take care of that (don’t worry tho). Good luck today ;)’. Your mouth almost hit the floor that moment ‘Did that boy really…?’ 

That night you left quite late the place, the empty halls and paths of college dark and cold, at least until you found Jungkook. He was walking out of a building, the art building. Behind him another tall shape exited the complex yet beautiful structure too. You were almost sure his name was Kim Taehyung, one more member of the fraternity. He was surely handsome, you heard he painted, never had you seen one of his creations though. 

The dark atmosphere of a moonless night was making you uncomfortable and with the thought of not walking alone to the farthest parking lot of college, your feet directed themselves to their location. 

“Y/N, you just finished?” Jungkook said half amazed half worried. 

“I haven’t seen you since the party last month, have I?” Taehyung pointed, a smile spreading across his face as a hand approached you politely. “Since not then nor now we’ve been introduced, let me take that step myself. I’m Kim Taehyung.” His voice was low, poetic, the one you will be a pleasure to hear stories from. That moment you realized that it was the very first time you had ever listened to him. 

“I’m Y/L/N Y/N.” You took his hand and shook it softly, a thin smile adorning your features as well. 

That night they walked you to your car, and after finding out they would keep that pace to their house, you decided to drive them. You discovered a couple of things on the ride. 1. Jungkook was helping Taehyung as a model for one of his new artworks. 2. Taehyung telling that to people made Jungkook blush on a way you did not expect to be possible. 3. Taehyung was sleeping with one of your investigation team members. Somehow that made you laugh for its unexpectancy. 

“So you’re the one responsible for him being late to every meeting?” You exclaimed opened mouthed. 

“I’m sorry about that.” He laughed back. 

“That girl Jisoo who was late last month is also his fault,” Jungkook confessed. 

“So you’re basically trying to mess with all my team, huh?” You joked. 

“Then I’ll be missing you and Jungkook would not let me.” He winked at you, smirking widely at his pink-cheeks friend and your blushing figure too. 

So for the summary, they were, indeed, fuckboys, but were nicer than what you expected. Which had you with mixed feelings until today. 

“I get what you say, but don’t be so bummed about it, the image you had was the image they worked to show. I’m glad that we’re getting to see the other side.” Jessica encouraged you. “I knew Jin was their friend for some reason.” She joked to light up the mood. 

Jin was not part of the fraternity, he was one of the most respected seniors in your college. He was about to graduate with one of the higher average grades of his class and had been the leader of your department before you joined, he got to direct one of your first projects and that was when Jessica began his crush on him. Remembering that made something inside you clicked. 

“Jin! Right!” You almost yelled, making a few heads turn on your direction. “I’ll ask the boys if he’s going, you can say no to an opportunity of finally knowing him after the last fail, right?” You tried to motivate her, planning everything in your head. 

“Well… I can’t say no to that.” She laughed. 

You got home that night after spending the entire day at the arcade near the college with Jessica, you were having fun after all the pressure of the exams and the sudden increase of your social relevance. The first thing that crossed your mind after feeding Holly was your plan.

[teampandawang]

Teach Me How To Love | Part XI

By: Mow

Genre: Fluff // Angst // Smut(?

Pairing: Suga X Reader (with surprises along the way)

Description: Is when your comfort zone is in its closest state that you will see the brightest sunlight on the outside.

[shiny-alpaca7991]

i never realized how much of a hoe i am before i got into k pop 

[teampandawang]

Second Amen of the night.

Mow. 🍀

[ohmanhollyshiteu]

when you finally find out the perfect fanfic

“last update: 1 year ago”

[teampandawang]

This. Amen. 😔

Mow. 🍀

[teampandawang]

I was all "Imma end all my college work today so I can write de fic I have on hold tonight and tomorrow"

Guess what

I just mistakenly erased half of my essay

And I was already doing the references...

I probably just gonna spend the rest of the night crying.

Mow.🍀

[teampandawang]

Teach Me How To Love | Part X

By: Mow

Genre: Fluff // Angst // Smut(?

Pairing: Suga X Reader (with surprises along the way)

Description: Is when your comfort zone is in its closest state that you will see the brightest sunlight on the outside.

You blocked your phone after sending the snapchat to Jessica. She was probably going to freak out. From her point of view, one minute you were talking about texting Namjoon and Hoseok and the other Jeon Jungkook, the second-worst of your most hated group of people (and that was quite a hard title to win), was at your house and, for some unknown reason, sitting on top of your living room’s table. 

“Did Suga said anything about the book?” You asked, concerned about the possible spreading of your very-not-so-beneficial behavior from earlier. 

“No, I didn’t even see him. They all got out but I was sleeping.” He said focused on his phone, probably ordering the pizza he wanted you to buy for him. 

“Oh, that explains a lot.” You said with a small smile adorning your face as you laid back on your couch. 

“What?” He asked curious, lifting his gaze to you. 

“I told you, I texted your friends first but since they didn’t answer me I saw myself in the displeasing necessity of texting you.” You smirked. 

“And for a moment I thought we were gonna have a friendly conversation.” He scoffed. 

“Yeah, that ain’t close to happening.” You laughed back. “But thank you, truly.” You confessed taking a sip of your glass of water. 

“Why can’t that happen?” He asked with that light of curiosity you noticed before. You analyzed his gaze searching for any annoying intention, for a lust type of vibe, but there were any of that. He sincerely was just curious, the same way kids are. 

“Well,” You started, thinking of your next words, for once in your life not wanting to sound harsh. “I just don’t like your type.” We can all agree that did not go the best way. 

"The handsome type?" He asked, losing almost entirely that sparkle that softened you (but you were not going to accept that) before. 

"The intolerable and irritating fuckboy-type." You replied, rolling your eyes.

"I could make you roll then even harder, you know?" He smirked. 

"Oh, I know that. Your stupidity has no limits." You played back. 

He just laughed softly, gaining back the child-like expression. 

"I do am a fuckboy, but that doesn't mean I'm necessarily a bad person." He argued.

"Yes, it does, that's the whole point."  

"You think Hoseok and Namjoon are bad people then?" He asked, his eyebrow raised. 

"No-" You were about to start defending them of such a tag but Jungkook proceeded.  

"And believe me, they're fuckboys too. You have no idea how many girls I've seen coming out of their rooms in the morning." He smiled victoriously. He knew them better than you and seemed like he was telling the truth. But you still felt they were good people, so he won. "Did I prove my point?" 

"Surprisingly, you did." You couldn't help but crack a smile. You had just found some type of rejoicing in the possibility of him not being so empty-headed. 

"I can't believe I just won a debate to the Y/N Y/L/N." He joked with some dramatically pose that made it impossible not to laugh at. 

"This was not a debate." You alleged. 

"Yes, it was! Don't take this from me." 

The sound of the door interrupted your laughs. The pizza was finally here and it gave you thought while you paid. When he was ordering it, you just could not stop looking at the clock of your phone, anxious for him to leave your apartment, but now you felt actually comfortable. 

"Thank you for the pizza." He said excited, looking at the long size piece of heaven that was in front of his eyes. He was so happy over the food that you could not think of him as something more than a small kid at that second. You chuckled at the comparison. "Y/N?" 

"Yes?" You reply, taking a slice. 

"If you didn't like us all in the first place, why are you friends with my hyungs?" He looked softly at you, expecting a true answer this time. 

"I first met Namjoon, he joined the investigation department a month after me, I had a bad image of him and our superior at the time thought it would be funny to partner him with me for one project. After exploding a few times for him breaking a lot of my stuff I learned to appreciate him." You recalled the story, seeing an amused Jungkook attending closely. "Hoseok, I met him this quarter, but he's someone persistent, that's why I started liking him. We were also paired up for a presentation of Korean History and dealing with his sunny personality was enough, I guess." You took a sip of your glass now filled with coke. 

"So you liked them when you got to know them, right?" He asked smirking. 

"Right." 

"We can do the same." He proposed happily. 

"There was something they didn't do but you did." 

"What?" He asked, mistakenly proud. 

"Flirting. So no, I don't want your ass flirting near me." That, beyond the jokes, made you considerably uncomfortable. 

"C'mon, give me a chance." He somehow changed his horrible smirk to a bunny-like pout that got through your stubborn mind. 

"I already had a lot of trouble because of y'all." You confessed starting to feel anxious again. 

"What are you talking about?" He was now confused. His eyebrows giving him almost a concern appearance. 

"Have you not seen the Twitter gossip account?" 

"Are you really worried about that?" He asked with a clear surprised expression. 

"Yes." You answered dryly. 

"I'm sorry about that. I just wanted to change the type of people I'm usually around and my hyungs always talk really good about you, so I just thought you were the best one." He confessed sadly, pouting again. "But I understand your place." He started getting up, picking up his phone and his car keys. 

"Let's give it a try then." You whispered, hoping for him not to hear you but if he did, then you would do as you said. 

"Really?" He smiled big at you, his eyes lighting up again. 

"Yeah, I mean… it ain't such a hard thing." You scratched the back of your neck nervously. 

After that, his face turned even bunnier, if that was possible. He greeted you a goodbye excited and left, promising to see you soon. 'Maybe he is a good kid, just maybe.' You thought and texted Jessica.  

[spiderrrling]

I am a(n):

⚪ Male

⚪ Female

🔘 Writer

Looking for

⚪ Boyfriend

⚪ Girlfriend

🔘 An incredibly specific word that I can’t remember

[what-even-is-thiss]

*wakes up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat*

WAIT IT’S CALLED A THROW PILLOW

[holorifle]

here is a super helpful website for this kinda thing!

the first result isn’t always the one you’re looking for but when you press enter it’ll give you a ton of words related to your query that’ll probably have what you’re wanting, or something better

here’s some examples:

[anchored-in-high-tide]

Reblog to save a writer’s sanity (the last bit that’s left)

[teampandawang]

Teach Me How To Love | Part IX

By: Mow

Genre: Fluff // Angst // Smut(?

Pairing: Suga X Reader (with surprises along the way)

Description: Is when your comfort zone is in its closest state that you will see the brightest sunlight on the outside.