lunges to the moon


                        dust       in
                   your             lungs,
                Stars       in  
               your eyes,
               You  are a
                child     of    
                   the       cosmos,   a
                        ruler  of the

                                      Scans © love_as_hobby

Made of skin and bones

(not my gifs!)

Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Warnings: Language, A/B/O dynamics, obeying the alpha? 

Summary: Due to the premature death of the King of your clan, his son, the alpha James Barnes, must assume his destiny and lead his people. As the tradition commands, he must choose some worthy omegas to make their his wives and with which he will ensure the subsistence of your clan. All the omega women are obliged to appear before their king, including you. Luckily for you, you would never be chosen… right?

1. Wolves

Your feet barely touch the grass while you run through the wet fields breaking the silence with your heavy breath. Your lungs hurt because of the effort and the moon shines upon you enlightning your path even if you don’t need it to guide your steps, you know those woods better than the palm of your hand so you don’t have any trouble in to sorting the rocks and the fallen trees.

Your legs threathen to give up in any moment and you slow down your race, taking deep breaths when you spot a light at the end of the path. You stop completely, watching carefully where do you step, not wanting to make a sound or break a futile twig that gives you away. Reaching the rustic houses you make your way through the large orchads until a small house that you know too well. 

Knocking two times on the wooden door you start to get nervous when you don’t hear a sound inside the house. Nervous you look around searching for wondering eyes that could reveal your position. You shouldn’t be here… if someone catches you…

- Y/N?? - a red head woman, Natasha, opens the window on a burst

- SHHH! - you hush her - Let me in - jumping over the ledge you enter in her home

Behind you, Nat closes the small door on a hurry knowing very well that you are making something really dangerous coming to his clan. Your clan and hers are faced since the two leading alphas get in to a bloody fight a lot of years ago. It has been so long since that fight that no one remembers anymore why you are still vexed, the king alphas had changed many times since then but the hate remains. 

- What are you doing here? - you best friend wrap you with her arms tighly, it has been nearly a month since the last time you saw her

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Me talking about my fave character: My one and only. My sun and my moon. The air in my lungs. The only one I’ll ever love. 

Me talking about my other fave character: My one and only. My sun and my moon. The air in my lungs. The only one I’ll ever love.

Our love is like the ocean and the moon. You move and my lungs work like the tide; inhaling faster and deeper, but never feeling the satisfaction of your skin on mine. You move and my heart beats quicker, crashing against my ribcage like waves against rocks and I feel the pain of the wreckage from being deprived of you.
—  i’m always so deprived of you
Moon Magic Through The Zodiac

The full moon of November is coming up. Since I perform a lot of moon magic, I thought I’d share more information about Moon Magic and Esbats.

For Novembers full moon (Frost Moon, Snow Moon, Beaver Moon), The Moon will be in Gemini.

Astrological Moon Phases:

* Moon in Aries: Spells involving authority/leadership, willpower and rebirth, spiritual conversion. Healing rituals for ailments of the face, head, or brain are also done during this period of time.
* Moon in Taurus: Spells involving love, real estate, and money, material acquisitions. Healing rituals for ailments of the throat, neck, and ears are also done during this period of time.
* Moon in Gemini: Spells involving communication, public relations and travel, change of residence, and writing. Healing rituals for ailments of the shoulders, arms, hands, or lungs are also done during this period of time.
* Moon in Cancer: Spells involving domestic life, for home, and honoring lunar deities. Healing rituals for ailments of the chest or stomach are also done during this period of time.
* Moon in Leo: Spells involving power over others, courage, child birth, authority, and fertility. Healing rituals for ailments of the upper back, spine, or heart are also done during this period of time.
* Moon in Virgo: Spells involving employment matters, health, dietary concerns, and intellectual matters. Healing rituals for ailments of the intestines or nervous system are also done during this period of time.
* Moon in Libra: Spells involving court cases, partnerships and unions, mental stimulation, karmic, spiritual, or emotional balance, and artistic matters. Healing rituals for ailments of the lower back or kidneys are also done during this period of time.
* Moon in Scorpio: Spells involving secrets, power and psychic growth, sexual matters, and fundamental transformations. Healing rituals for ailments of the reproductive organs are also done during this period of time.
* Moon in Sagittarius: Spells involving publications, sports, the truth, legal matters, and travel. Healing rituals for ailments of the liver, thighs, or hips are also done at this time.
* Moon in Capricorn: Spells involving career, political matters, ambition, organization, recognition, and career. Healing rituals for the knees, bones, teeth, and skin are also done at this time.
* Moon in Aquarius: Spells involving science, freedom, personal/creative expression, problem solving, friendship, extrasensory abilities, and the breaking of bad habits or unhealthy addictions. Healing rituals for ailments of the calves, ankles, or blood are also done at this time.
* Moon in Pisces: Spells involving music, telepathy, clairvoyance, dream work, and creative arts. Healing rituals for ailments of the feet or lymph glands are also done at this time.

Before There Was You

** Note: So, I felt inspired to write something for this trope and also as a thanks to my 970+ followers! :) Thank you to all of you and I hope you enjoy this little one shot. 

“When I used to look above,  

All I saw was the sky; 
and every song I would sing, 
I sung not knowing why
All I thought and all I felt,
was only just because
never was it ever you–
until it was all there was” 
- Lang Leav, Before There Was You 

It is early dawn when Sasuke is awoken from his sleep. The sky is still dark, the sun not yet ready to rise. Sasuke’s chest hurts and he feels as if he can’t breathe. He lurches upwards and a terrible cough wracks his entire body. His throat burns and he can taste a subtle hint of copper on his tongue. As the coughs subside, he glances down at his lap and is confused to find a handful of petals scattered on his sheets. 

The are a vivid, vibrant orange–a stark contrast to his clean, white sheets. Intrigued, he picks one up and blinks at the soft velvety feel of the petal. And then drops it as if it burns him. It’s real. 

It’s real. 

Petals scatter as another attack hits him and his body is subjected to a series of violent coughs. He feels as if something is lodged in his throat. The lump steadily rises until it comes out as a perfectly formed orange lily. The flower falls apart in the open palms of his hands. Sasuke stares at the petals in disblief. He’s heard of such a disease before. Itachi had mentioned it to him once.

Hanahaki, his brother had called it. A disease born from one-sided love that causes flowers to grow in the infected’s lungs. Yes, Sasuke understood that much. He just couldn’t understand why. It was impossible. Impossible because he’s sure there is no one to have such feelings for. Impossible because love has nothing to do with becoming a strong ninja like Itachi. Impossible because he would have never allowed himself to fall unknowingly. 

Sasuke decides to ignore it in hopes that, like a cold, it will go away in time. 

It happens again a few weeks later during a mission but this time Sasuke understands. He understands and it fucking terrifies him. 

The realization comes as he and Naruto are training. They’re climbing trees and taunting each other as normal. The taunting, the teasing, the arguing–Sasuke has become attuned to it all. It becomes a sense of familiarity that Sasuke indulges in. In the darkest and most secret parts of himself, Sasuke even admits to enjoying it. Not that he’d ever voice that aloud. 

They’re laying on the ground, panting, dirty, and sweaty. Sasuke’s never felt more content and comfortable. He should feel tired–and he does to some extent–but he’s also never felt more alive. He stares through the gaps of the trees and sees a night sky scattered with billions of shimmering stars and a crescent moon. A moment passes in silence before he decides to speak up, “You ready to head home?”


The enthusiastic reply makes Sasuke’s smile just a little bigger. It’s when Sasuke turns to look at Naruto that the revelation comes to him. It slams into him, punches him in the gut and nearly knocks the air out of his lungs. Naruto is before him, bathed in the silverly light of the moon. Beneath the moonlight, Naruto emanates a gentle glow but its the eyes that draw Sasuke. In the sun, Naruto’s eyes sparkle like the sea but here, now, under the blanket of of billions of stars, Sasuke thinks they reflect galaxies. 

The stars have never looked so beautiful. 

And Sasuke is completely and utterly terrified.

It is later in the night that Sasuke finds himself hunched over a small pond. Petals float upon the clear surface; blue ones to join the orange petals. Sasuke grimaces as he takes in the sight of his reflection in the water. He doesn’t recognize himself. His emotionless mask he spent fifteen years perfecting is long gone and in its place he sees only fear, frustration, and confusion. His body feels heavy suddenly and he wants to tell himself that it’s because of the training session earlier but he knows that isn’t the case.

For the rest of the mission, Sasuke is forced to excuse himself periodically. No one knows what’s causing him to act so strangely and Naruto is even more perplexed as he stares at the trail of orange and blue flowers that seems to follow Sasuke. 

The attacks come regularly now and Sasuke can do nothing but hide and he hates himself for it. He has never been one to be cowardly but he also can’t bring himself to face Naruto. 

Sasuke wasn’t good at dealing with emotions. Never has been. As an Uchiha, he was warned that emotions could be deadly, dangerous, and destructive. And oh, how right those teachings were. He just wished he had been a little more prepared to deal with them. He felt like he was dying, the disease eating him from the inside out. He finds himself frequently coughing up fully formed flowers these days and Sasuke feels like he suffocating. 


Sasuke asks himself this question daily. Why did it have to be Naruto of all people? Why did it have to be anyone at all? He had been so careful, so guarded at all times so as not to fall victim to such frivolous, distracting emotions. He doesn’t understand. Naruto is his opposite. His is loud, brash, bright, and warm. He saw the good in everyone, even ones that hurt him. Sasuke is cold, quiet, and cynical. He isn’t social and he is hardly the friendliest person. 

Sure, that seemed to attract the fangirls that envisioned him as some ‘mysterious emo bad boy’ but Sasuke knew he wasn’t anything like that. He was just…really awkward with talking to people. He didn’t get along with most people and really did not give a shit about most things. But the fangirls had already so long ago constructed an image of him that he couldn’t quite break away from. They believe in what they think he is rather that who he is. But he’s certain that if they got close enough to see who he is at the core, they would no longer be so disillusioned. 

Sakura finds him the next time he has an attack. She finds Sasuke hunched over a trashcan having a coughing fit. She places a careful hand on his shoulder and Sasuke flinches. He’s ready to snap at her but he sees a flicker of understanding in her eyes and reluctantly allows her to lead him to the park. They sit on the bench for a long while in awkward silence, or at least it’s awkward for Sasuke. Sakura seems relaxed though. 

They weren’t particularly close despite being on the same team but Sasuke can at least consider Sakura one of the few people he can tolerate to be around now that she’s grown out of her ‘sappy crush’ phase on him. 

“You should tell him.”

The statement catches Sasuke off guard. His eyes widen for a fraction of a second before he forces himself to keep his expression neutral. He turns to tell her to butt out, that she doesn’t understand, but he sees in her eyes that she does and he presses his lips shut. Sakura sighs and brushes a strand of pink hair behind her ear, “It isn’t good to keep it bottled up. It gets worse that way.”

Ah, Sasuke understands now. He realizes Sakura understands him in this one aspect because she has suffered the same, “What color were your flowers?” He asks quietly. 

Sakura smiles and she gets this far away look in her eyes and Sasuke wonders what she’s thinking about, “They were yellow cosmos.”

Sasuke frowns. Well, that was unexpected. 

“I thought it was you at first but I realized cosmos don’t match you,” Sakura giggles suddenly, “I guess we both have our dumb blondes to deal with.”

Dumb blondes? Oh, Sasuke realizes who Sakura is referring to. He’s mildly surprised but he supposes it isn’t so farfetched. Love was unpredictable, after all. Sasuke leans back against the bench and looks up at the expansive blue sky and he suddenly feels like he can’t breathe again. He closes his eyes to shut out the blue and reminds himself to breathe, “Mine are orange lilies and blue hydrangeas.”

“I know,” Sakura says softly, “They’re beautiful, Sasuke.”

Yes, Sasuke agrees, they are

It was only a matter of time before that beauty killed him. 

Weeks later, Sasuke finds petals scattered along the sidewalk. They aren’t from himself, he knows that much. The petals are pure white and they carry a sweet but subtle scent. Curious, he decides to follow the trail that soon lead him to a familiar looking swing with an even more familiar looking boy sitting on it. 

The sound of retching reaches Sasuke’s ears and he freezes in his spot. He watches as Naruto’s body shakes and trembles, watches as white petals fall freely from his mouth, only to be carried away by the wind. The entire grassy area around the swing is covered in these delicate white petals, some fluttering and dancing around Naruto in the wind.

Sasuke feels a familiar ache in his chest at the realization that Naruto has found someone to love. And it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. There’s a fluttering sensation within him that’s working its way up is throat and Sasuke makes to run away before he can expose himself. 

The lump, bigger than it usually is, forces its way up his throat and Sasuke can’t stop himself from gagging. His knees buckle as a handful blue petals fall from his mouth, mixing with the white. 


The sound of his name strikes him like lightning and Sasuke finds himself paralyzed. He had been avoiding Naruto for weeks due to his condition. He hadn’t heard Naruto sat his name, hadn’t seen Naruto in what feels like forever. He suddenly feels powerless and vulnerable before Naruto now. And Sasuke is not used to feeling like this.

Then again, he had never felt many things before Naruto. 

“You’ve been avoiding me.” It isn’t a question and Sasuke knows Naruto isn’t stupid despite how often he gets called that by teaching, peers, and Sasuke himself. Naruto is more perceptive of people than most and more intelligent than others think, more than how Naruto lets on.

“I’ve been busy,” Sasuke manages to say.


What? The spell seems to break and Sasuke stands and spin around to glare at Naruto only to back away when he realizes how close Naruto is to him. He stumbles backwards and clenches his hands into fists, his nails biting into his palms, “How would you know, dead last? You don’t know everything that goes on in my life.”

“Something happened,” Naruto says it like its fact, “I did something or fucked up somehow, right?”

“Don’t be stupid–”

“Don’t,” Naruto grits his teeth, “I-if I’ve done something, tell me. I can take you teasing me. I can take you being angry at me. Hell, I can take you hating me. But I can’t–please don’t pretend like I don’t exist.”


“You’re such a bastard, you know that?” Naruto kneels down to pick up a handful of petals, “This is all your fault.”

“What the hell are you–”

“You couldn’t just remain the frigid bastard with an icicle shoved up his ass. You actually had to turn out to be nice and fun and amazing! I mean, what the hell! I wasn’t supposed to like you. You were supposed to be nothing more than a stuck up princess and–”

Sasuke blinks. Only half listening to Naruto’s rant and half stuck on the ‘like you’ part of his speech. Sasuke finds his body moving on its own as he moves forward and kneels in front of Naruto. He takes Naruto’s hand, causing Naruto to drop the petals, “Wh-what are you–”

“What did you say?”

“Huh?” Naruto frowns, “You were supposed to be a stuck up princess–”

“No, before that.”

“What are you–oh,” Naruto blushes when he realizes what Sasuke meant and Sasuke’s heart starts to beat faster. Naruto bites his lip and looks everywhere except for Sasuke. He isn’t even able to make eye contact.

“Tell me,” Sasuke pleads gently, “please.”

Naruto sighs and locks eyes with Sasuke, a spark of determination in those turbulent blue eyes, “I-I like you. There! I said it! You better not make fun of me, bastard, I swear, I’ll kick your ass and—Oof!”

Naruto isn’t given a chance to finish his threat because he finds himself being pulled into Sasuke’s arms into what seems to be a hug. Only it’s kind of awkward, Naruto’s face is squished against Sasuke’s shoulder and his knees kind of hurt from being on the ground for so long. Sasuke doesn’t seem to mind the uncomfortable position, though. 

Surrounded by dozens of colorful petals, Sasuke feels complete and the lump in his throat goes away. He feels calmer than he did before now. Naruto clears his throat and pulls back slightly, “Um…Sasuke, does this mean you feel the same way?”

Sasuke chukles and simply presses his forehead against Naruto’s. It’s the most intimate Sasuke has ever allowed himself to be with a person but it feels right, “Hn, Usuratonkachi.”

“Wh-what! You jerk–”

“Yeah, I like you, too, idiot.”


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NEW 🌿🌑🌿 MOON update

Inhale • Exhale
Gemini Sun ☀️
Gemini Super Moon 🌑

New moon [in gemini]: May 25th
good for: Communication ~ Throat Chakra + viewing our thoughts differently

New moon Archetype: Sage

The Gemini lunation is sending out a powerful reminder tonight for us to communicate better with ourselves & each other, observing thoughts (positive + negative), and to learn to appreciate how much more effective considering different perspectives can make us.
We might also work on understanding when to lead, and when to sit down and let someone who is more qualified lead.

Gemini energy is very “thought” + “throat” driven.
• Be quiet tonight Gemini
• Relax your mind tonight Gemini
You are not your thoughts, you are simply the observer of your thoughts.

I’m sending out a special reminder to my fellow air rulers to ground themselves during this super charged moon tonight. When we are too guided by the air/wind we often feel scattered and uncentered.


Inhale • Exhale

Does It feels as though you’ve been far away from yourself, lately? Are you constantly picking at yourself until you don’t have anything left to say? • Learn to take control of that lion voice again. With all of its working parts, you will be growing into yourself once more.

Gemini ~ She who is the vanishing pixie belle, who acts as a golden herald transmitting messages of angels to humans, she who transforms in the blink of an eye to read the thoughts of the sky.

♊️👯‍♂️🔮Gemini Aesthetics 🔮👯♊️
Deities ~Hermes, Mercury, Castor and Pollux, Loki, Freyr, Freyja, Apollo and Artemis
Stones ~Agate, Citrine, + Tiger’s eye
Metal ~Mercury
Plants ~Lily of the Valley + lavender
Animals ~Horse, Magpie + Butterfly
Tarot ~The Magician
Scents ~Jasmine & Sandalwood
Food ~ oxygenating
Colors ~White, Yellow, Orange, Light Blue
Sounds ~852 Hz Binaural Beat -Mercury-
Anatomy ~Shoulders, Arms, Hands, Lungs

Sit with yourself and feel into your being. The super moon only magnifies the need to peer into the darkness and see what is ready to be cleared.

✵ New moon blessings all around

Art: souls by Jasric
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i told you about the night i broke my knuckle on my bedframe and it didn’t phase you, it was like losing me was nothing new. and you could have, you know. you could have lost me that night. i guess that doesn’t make a difference. you’re not the only one.
and you’re somewhere downtown right now, your least favourite place. you’d never go there for me when i asked. and it’s bullshit. it’s fucked up because i said darling a hundred times. i said darling and you drove away.
and this is me saying it again. and again. and you’re plugging your ears as if you aren’t listening. you can’t hear me. let me say it louder, dear. lie a little harder.
i’m fine, love. i’m doing just as good as you. with your black-as-night lungs and we’re staring at the same full moon. i hope it burns out. i hope everything does. that’s just what i do.
darling, turn your phone up a little louder. i can’t hear what song you’re playing. it’s probably the same one on repeat. you’re a fucking liar, darling.
darling, play it again. this is the last time. i’m listening.
—  a.m

Brett Talbot x Reader

A/N: Splendid idea from my source of inspiration/ideas, @lazyneonmonster.  This also turning out fluffier than I imagined..


“Hi Y/N, Brett, nice to see you both!” Scott greeted when you step through the door of Beacon Hills Animal Clinic, having Brett right behind you for support. Your face brightened up when you saw your former friend and classmate.

You didn’t manage to take a single step until he came to meet you and give you a hug. “What are you even doing here? Didn’t you and Brett move away from Beacon Hills about two years ago?” he asked and you backed up to purse your lips into a thin line.

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Without You: Bloodstone (Part 1)

Genre: AU, werewolf, fantasy, angst

Warnings: language, violence, suggestive content

Word Count: 3.2k

Summary: Werewolves, contrary to popular belief, are usually gentle creatures. Except for a very specific set of circumstances, they would never hurt a human (on purpose). The few unfortunate times when mistakes were made put a permanent dark mark on the beasts and people began labeling them as monsters. What the human population failed to recognize was the fact that they were protecting us from something much more sinister. Luckily, a few survived and the gene was passed down hereditarily until one day finding its way to me… in the form of my best friend.

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Originally posted by tbhobi

Loyalty is often as blind as justice should be, as unstable as a lightning storm ought to be, and as misplaced as an opinion in the truth.

Chapter 1:

The night air is crisp, burning slightly but pleasantly in my throat and lungs with every rapid inhale. Overhead, the full moon casts a delicate, silvery glow on the surrounding trees, dappled pattern changing with every soft breeze. Leaves crunch under my shoes, making it easy to trace not only my whereabouts, but also his, even at a distance. I lighten my steps, hoping to buy myself a couple meters and thus a few more seconds.

The bag in my hand is heavy, but I force myself to put up with the weight a little longer. Taking my lips between my teeth, I press myself against one of the many trees that peppers the forest, sparse when standing among them, dense when taking it in as a whole.

I can hear him pause, listening for me.

Suddenly, it’s too quiet. The leaves have stopped rustling and my heartbeat sounds like a drum. Trying to further muffle my breathing, I place my free hand over my mouth, ears straining to find any sign of life. Where is he-?

My scream cuts through the night air as his warmth wraps around me, pinning my back to the rough bark, but stopping me from falling with a sure yet gentle grip. Jungkook’s nose presses into my hair, putting his lips right next to my ear as he says, tone teasing, “Gotcha.”

I push him away playfully, making sure the bag hits him, “How do you DO that?”

Pulling off the scarf I had wrapped around his head, covering his eyes, he shrugs, lightly rubbing his upper arm from the impact, “Maybe you’re just really bad at hiding, Eun-ah.”

“Yah! No, that’s definitely not it,” I laugh, walking around him; yet glancing over my shoulder to make sure he follows. “But if it makes a difference, that was the fastest one yet.”

Jungkook smiles as he jogs to catch up, “I’m getting better.”

“You’re getting CREEPIER,” I tease, eyes searching for the clearing, “Now help me find it.”

“Remind me why I’m doing this?”

“Because I play YOUR stupid games all the time and this only happens once a month,” I hoist the bag over my shoulder, a more comfortable resting position for its heavy contents. “I know you know where it is.”

“Yeah,” he sighs, wrapping his fingers around my wrist and guiding me forward, “I do.”

Despite us having gone there only twice, Jungkook guides me with the surety of a professional navigator. Within the first thirty seconds, I give up trying to recognize the trees that all look the same, instead choosing to watch my companion’s face. His features are tensed in concentration, but I’ve always thought the expression suited him.

Living in a rural town with a population that is constantly teetering on the edge of one thousand means it is easy to become best friends with a next door neighbor, especially one as sweet and smart (and handsome) as Jungkook. It also helps that we are two of less than sixty people around our age within a ten mile radius, but I still count myself as fortunate.

“You’re the best,” I tousle his dark hair before sprinting forward, into the field sprinkled heavily with bright purple and blue Hepatica flowers.

Jungkook follows me hesitantly, glancing at the tree line as if he’s expecting someone to emerge, but I ignore him, opting to throw down the heavy bag in the middle of the clearing and start sifting through the various rocks and jars of herbs.

“Eun, are you sure you should be messing with stuff like this?” his low, apprehensive voice makes me pause. Squatting like the well-mannered girl I am, I swivel around to look at him with a questioning expression, but my friend’s attention is locked on something above us, presumably, the moon.

“You were fine with it last month.”

A small, uncertain noise comes from the back of his throat, “Yeah, but this time, it feels different. Bad.”

“It’s not like I’m summoning demons,” I scoff humorously, locating and taking out the old leather bound book I had somehow found on Ebay of all places, “Divination is harmless.”

“Really? Because standing in a flower field at midnight during a full moon…” his sentence trails off as I find the second object I need, a cloth pouch, removing the smooth bloodstone carefully, running the pad of my thumb over the bright crimson speckles.

“I need to concentrate, strong smells help with that, I like the smell of Hepaticas, and this is the only place we can find a whole bunch of them,” I explain as I stand, glancing down at the text near my feet for further instruction. “And the book says the full moon will bring me closer to the spirits.”

The lack of protest from my usually highly responsive companion catches my attention and I can’t help but pause, turning to see if something is wrong. Unmoving, painted in the harsh, highly contrasted, yet grey tinted colors of night, Jungkook stands with his back to me, gaze still fixed on the unobscured moon above us. Suddenly, I notice how eerily silent it is, the air itself seeming to hang, suspended, stifling, which makes the hair on the back of my neck prickle.

“Are you okay?” I ask hesitantly, but receive no response. I’m not even sure he heard me, so I try again, taking a step toward him, “Yah, Jungkook-”

My friend immediately collapses.

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