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khrystalsnow · 4 months

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2023 Recent Jungkook Fanfics✨

Hello! It's been two years since I've posted a recommendation list for my recently read or favourite reads of the year sooo I decided to do that for the end of the year! I only have a list of Jungkook's fics because he's my bias (plus yoongi and joonie) and just love his fics🫶🏼 I will be posting a separate list for the rest of the members soon🤞🏼 (hopefully). But I hope you guys enjoy and find some really good fics to read during the holidays and all the love for the authors🤭

The majority of fics are 18+ so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

Legend: 🧸-fluff ❤️‍🩹-angst 💋-smut 🙊-crack/funny ❤️‍🔥-personal favourite ✒️-ongoing

jungkook & y/n are too shy to admit they like each other and it's cute but also infuriatingly frustrating by @jungshookz 🙊🧸

-quarterback jungkook and librarian y/n

the right choice by @honeytae 🧸

-friends to lovers and mutual pining, soo cute

million dollar darling by @kooktrash 💋🧸❤️‍🔥

-jungkook and model reader. Personally, one of my new favourite because I loveee old money/rich/chaebol fics🤩

close to you by @muniimyg 🧸💋🙊❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥✒️

-y/n and jungkook slept together and jungkook can't get over it, goofy jungkook and uptight oc. This is soo funny and I look forward to the updates all the time

bonus by @aquagustd 🙊🧸💋

-coworker au where you thought that no one noticed your flustered state whenever he's in close proximity

love on ice by @btsbrat 🧸💋

-cocky hockey player jungkook and figure skater reader

cutie in the kitchen by @borathae 🧸

-married life when jungkook cooks breakfast for oc and flirts the entire morning😭

the witch sisters by @rkivepetals 🧸🙊

-heartthrob witch jungkook meeting witch reader's sisters/family

why not and how so by @bonny-kookoo 🧸(little bit of ❤️‍🩹)💋❤️‍🔥

-jungkook figuring out that oc's dirty humour, mean and bratty actions is just a front and you're just a cutie pie inside

mugs & kisses by @minisugakoobies 🧸❤️‍🔥

-sooooo cuteeee, JK barista and his way of showing his love: drawings on coffee cups

sweet nothing by @adonis-koo ❤️‍🩹🧸❤️‍🔥✒️

-oc being a pregnant guest at the Jeon Estate because of her brother

kismet by @wnderkoo 🧸💋❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥

-bookstore owner jungkook and oc who desperately needed to get a job

angel in the marble by @venusjeon ❤️‍🩹💋🙊❤️‍🔥

-michelangelo jungkook and servant reader

laundry fairy by @borathae 💋

-neighbours au where JK comes over to help with your laundry and more

ungodly hour series by @explicit-tae 💋🙊❤️‍🔥

-college students where you need a hulu account and jungkook is a BIG TIME SIMP

#jeon jungkook #bts fanfic #jungkook angst #jungkook fluff #jungkook fanfic #jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #ReadingList

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wanderingmanonreads · 10 months

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authoragallardo · 7 months

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"Andrew Gallardo's life story unfolds in 'A Boy on the Shelf.' It's a testament to resilience, hope, and the power of self-discovery. Join us in celebrating this incredible journey! 📚❤️

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voyage-of-venus · 3 days

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xariaseesred · 2 months

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Novel by Xaria Ryu

chapter one

GENESIS

Brief: In the opening chapter of 'Cursed Shores', we're introduced to a world brimming with challenges – a cityscape plagued by the consequences of unchecked super-powers. Keitaro, navigating a hazardous environment, seeks refuge in a bar, surrounded by a populace drowning their sorrows in a daily struggle for survival. As the night grows darker and the rain starts pouring mercilessly, we witness a mysterious encounter, a brief yet intense confrontation, and a glimpse into the Keitaro's internal struggles. We are then taken to a basement filled with aged books, where a complicated dynamic with Haruki, is explored. The chapter ends where stage is set, not with grandeur, but with a quiet intensity, inviting us to a world where survival is an art and secrets lurk in the shadows.

CHAPTER LIST:

chapter two: FLAMES

Chapter starts below the break: keep reading! :)

Monsters, genetically modified plants trying to kill us all, abuse of power that leads to massacres and wars or incurable diseases, would all be perfectly good and logical reasons as to why I am plastered at a bar scanning for someone who might know a way off this island. The people here are nearly all understandably drunk out of their minds, none of them able to live their daily lives for longer than a work day. Children darting between tables without supervision, while lurking hazards stand poised to exploit even the slightest misstep. The place is loud, save for the moments when someone gets too reckless with their curse and gets dragged off the premises. The silence that washes over the room feels like a cold blade threatening to slit your throat. At least to anyone with something to hide. Once that is revealed, you can kiss this hell goodbye and welcome another one right after hours and hours of wishing you were never born.

Gloves hide my curse, but my temper needs more than gloves to be concealed, and it is rising by the second. The alcohol stench and the soldiers posted up in every corner of the place are not helping.

“Fresh meat, huh?” a velvety voice asks in a hushed tone standing next to me.

“Walk along,” I nearly snarl, keeping my head down and not sparing them a glance. Whoever it is does not let up and slides closer to me, alcohol reeking off their person.

“I know what you are,” they go on, voice sounding almost like purring now that we are standing shoulder to shoulder. With swift movements, I have spun them around, grabbed both their hands and pinned them behind their back under the bar’s edge so no unwanted eyes witness what just went down. It is a woman covered in rain protective gear looking a little younger than she sounded. Former military employee I would assume. No one else could get their hands on anything like that. Half my body covers hers and I tighten my grip around her wrists.

“Eager to end up in jail I see,” she laughs. Drunk, I make out of her behavior. I will spare her the questioning and I tell her as much until I have convinced her that she is out of her mind. I let her go, leaving her giggling by the bar as I walk out into the neonate night. Cannot risk someone taking her seriously. I would rather have my trial that is barely two days away than get beaten to death in a jail cell.

With no plan to ever return and risk my identity being outed, I make my way to a place I have learned to love and despise.

♦

The basement, crammed with thousands of books, exudes an icy chill between its shelves covering just a few square meters. I wish slamming the book shut in frustration was enough. Throwing it across the room would be a crime in here. Burning it up into ashes is out of the question, but painfully desired. You cannot win in this dreadful city, let alone the whole Island. Leaving is not an easy feat either.

The flame dancing between my index finger and thumb, dies down gradually, turning a transparent pastel blue as it gets smaller and morphs into faint smoke. Rather than reigniting the flame, I allow the darkness to envelop me, accompanied by a deafening silence. I sit there by my miserable self until I hear indistinct footsteps grow louder and louder evoking a curse from deep in my chest. I don’t have the patience for this right now. I glance towards one of the shelves. It doesn’t take long for the inconvenience to step into my little corner and lean onto one of the coarse wooden shelves sporting a sad smile. Calling him an inconvenience is wrong on my part but not entirely untrue. I try too hard, way too often to avoid him only to have my night end like this.

“You okay in there?” he asks after a heavy sigh. His tone is just light enough to come across as friendly. It has been a skill people have to learn to master around me since they know better than to step out of line with me.

“I’ll need you to keep your mouth shut.” In the weak light that is seeping through the window from a street light, his staple black cap casts a dark shadow across his face at all times so all anyone ever sees is his mouth, which is now shaping a strained line in reaction to my words.

“Always a ray of sunshine, yeah? I’ll need you to leave. Now.” Too pure for his own good.

I am a walking hazard to these preserved books. I should in fact not be here in the first place, is what he should say. He is just too nice to say it.

“Haruki…” I know it is nothing I can say that really helps my case but it is not like me to hold back what I truly feel around anyone either. Be it complaints or hateful remarks. There is not much on the good side of things around this one since his very existence has been a deep sorrow to endure dating back years. The only defense my brain seems to have against that is spite.

“Light this candle, will you. Can’t see shit in here.” My body temperature and temperament is irregular as it is, but right now I can feel the blood sizzling far beyond its boiling point. He knows better than anyone that riling me up could have dire consequences. None that I will ever be proud of. That should also keep him away from me. Why he lets me stick around is beyond my ability to comprehend. Words do not suffice these days, but I’m willing to bet good fortune that unimaginably mean things would come out of my mouth to someone who’s never truly wronged me.

After much inner turmoil I decide to light his candle. Haruki had started getting antsy as well, eyes glowing a terrifying dark red shining through the shadow as if ready to strike any second. People might think he is perfect but even he is not immune to impatience.

“That’s not really your color, Ki,” I tell him under my breath, but still making sure I also don’t cross his boundaries. That nickname is one I gave him when we were just toddlers, playing in the tunnels under the city, both of us, along with a couple dozen other kids, having been strictly told to never show our faces on the surface until we were deemed ready. We were naive souls back then. Not our fault, but we could’ve never guessed what challenges awaited us.

“What on earth did I do to get you actually talking, huh?” Fake smile or not, it could rival the sun in its brightness, teeth gleaming like the most expensive pearls. In the dim light of his candle the sharper angles of his youthful face get the spotlight. No wonder people idolize him the way they do. It’s almost aggravating how beautiful he is. Sometimes I think holding a grudge towards him for that reason would make more sense. That him always turning heads, getting what he wants all the time and people praising him for damn near everything is annoying enough. Him in his whole casual suit and tie get-up should be annoying enough.

“I’ll leave,” I exhale sharply before I make a fool of myself. While I grab my things I see Haruki’s eyes lose their color and disappear behind the shadow, his smile fading back into a strained line.

“Help me put these books back, Keitaro,” he utters firmly and I get the feeling that he could sense I did not want to be around him anymore. “Please?” The place is a mess and it is too late to argue with anyone at this hour.

I sort the books for him to the best of my ability, just to make it easier for him to put them back on the shelf. They are all old and torn. Most of them are missing pages, some have been found under water so the pages are uneven with the black words faded. Haruki finds this aspect of the library-keeping very intriguing. As illegal as it is for him to keep these books here in this region, he would protect them with his life and he has made that much unmistakably clear for me. He knows this place as well as his own bedroom. Down to every nook, secret passage and whatever people back then decided to hide within the books. Even theft is completely out of the question since he would know within a second if a thought like that appeared in someone’s head.

As we inch closer to being done with the books, my thoughts drift deeper into darker territory, further down memory lane and I once again see how close Haruki was to losing everything he ever held dear. Haruki senses the shift in my aura and makes the mistake of looking up and meeting my eyes. His now gleaming a concerned gray. The candle that he had set on the table lights up the rest of his face. Big innocent eyes asking questions I cannot answer and the burn mark I feared making an appearance from his temple down to his cheekbone. Still covered in angry, deep scars. The work of which I caused.

Until now, the anger I held earlier had started to subside. Now it awakened like a tiger held captive for too long, ready to kill anything that moves. I freeze for a second knowing that if it gets too intense, I am totally in the wrong place. I put the last book into Haruki’s cart to dart out of the library and into the night’s thunderstorm. Before Haruki gets completely out of earshot for me, I hear a barely audible “good night” as an overdue apology is stuck, heavy on my tongue.

Heavy raindrops fall against my hair feeling cold everywhere it is parted as I make my way off the streets out toward the fields. The houses there are safer since these thunderstorms are constant. Sometimes accompanied with rain and sometimes not. They destroy more in a matter of minutes than what we can build in years, and that’s not to mention the relentless flooding this city goes through weekly. It has been like this for years and years so it is hard to remember what a normal day was like.

As I approach the coast, a sense of unease washes over me like the tidal wave crashing against the shore. Something is different tonight, as if the air itself is charged with an electric energy that prickles my skin and sets my nerves on edge. It’s eerily quiet and in the distance I hear the whispers of patrol getting closer. Not a good sign.

And then, I see it.

Hovering above a small lonely piece of land on the horizon, a strange craft hangs suspended in the air like a phantom from another world glowing red. Its sleek contours are illuminated by the faint glow of the city lights, casting eerie shadows that dance across the water's surface.

My heart pounds in my chest as I watch in awe and terror, the sound of helicopters cutting through the air like a knife. With trembling hands, I raise my scope to get a better look, my breath catching in my throat as I witness the craft unleash three beams of light that stretch for miles in every direction.

I duck behind a nearby rock, my heart racing as adrenaline courses through my veins. This is no ordinary sighting; this is a warning, a sign that something far more sinister is at play.

As the echoes of the craft's arrival fade into the night, I know that I can no longer ignore the call to action. Whatever awaits me once I am away from this island, I must face it head-on, for the fate of my sister and those I hold dear hangs in the balance. But come hell or high water, I will not rest until I uncover the truth behind this mysterious intrusion and put an end to the chaos that threatens to consume us all...

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bypujagoyal · 2 months

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Animal Farm: A Cautionary Tale of Revolution and Subjugation

Here's a book review: Animal Farm: A Cautionary Tale of Revolution and Subjugation.

Is there really freedom from tyranny? an article by Puja Goyal “The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.“ – Animal Farm, by George Orwell. In George Orwell’s allegorical masterpiece, Animal Farm, the depiction of the demise of human conduct and the subsequent rise of non-human species…

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#AnimalFarm #Article #bookreview #classicliterature #George Orwel #PujaGoyal #readinglist #review #utopia

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therainbowfishy · 2 years

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Books read in June 2022

THE ASTONISHING COLOR OF AFTER by Emily X.R. Pan

SCOUT IS NOT A BAND KID by Jade Armstrong

THE ROOF OVER OUR HEADS by Nicole Kronzer

TOMORROW AND TOMORROW AND TOMORROW by Gabrielle Zevin

THIEVES by Lucie Bryon

WELCOME TO ST. HELL by Lewis Hancox

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trix107 · 2 years

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Reading list:

>> Bajo el cielo purpura de Roma

#moodboard #aesthetic #aesthetic moodboard #mafia aesthetic #bajo el cielo purpura de roma #books #book recomendation #readinglist

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hazelmcnellis · 1 year

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Monatsrückblick März/April 2023

Seit 2 Monaten etwa habe ich eine mehr oder weniger ungeplante Pause im sozialen Netz gemacht. Sie kam unerwartet und unangekündigt - oopsie. /o\ Jetzt bin ich aber wieder da und mit mir kommt ein laaaaaaanger Rückblick auf die letzten 8, 9 Wochen. Seid ihr bereit? Dann los!

Anm.: Der Artikel enthält Buchtitel, Film- und Serientitel, Autorennamen, Nennung von Streamingplattformen und dergleichen. All das spiegelt persönliche Eindrücke wieder. Daher: unbeauftragte/unbezahlte Werbung.

Inhalt:

Schreibprozess - gibt’s was Neues?

Leseliste - was ich gelesen hab!

Watchlist - was mich begeistert hat!

Playlist - musikalische Highlights

Ausblick - was kommt als nächstes?

Schreibprozess - gibt's was Neues?

Wer lacht da im Hintergrund?! Ich weiß, ich weiß. Beim letzten Mal (siehe >>Hier<<) habe ich noch großkotzig rumposaunt, womöglich am internationalten Tag des Buches mein #ProjektApokalypse veröffentlichungsreif zu haben. Well. I told you so, lol. Das wurde natürlich wieder nichts. Oops again, I guess?

Natürlich ist mir das durchaus ein wenig peinlich, selbstredend. Offensichtlich bin ich nämlich nicht in der Lage, meine herrlich chaotische, perfekt unperfekte Zettelwirtschaft in geordnete Bahnen zu lenken, haha. Wie immer gelobe ich aber Besserung, versprochen!!!

Jedenfalls hat meine Social Media Pause ebenfalls einen Rückschlag in Sachen Buchfertigstellung bedeutet. Meine finanzielle Situation ist seit geraumer Zeit ein biiiischen angespannt (erwähnte ich btw bereits, dass ihr mich gerne mit Trinkgeldern unterstützen könnt?! *gasp* :O). Das verzögert leider alles ein wenig. Aktuell arbeite ich an der letzten (diesmal wirklich allerletzten!) Korrektur des Manuskriptes in der Hoffnung, dass danach tatsächlich sämtliche Fehlerchen ausgemerzt sein werden. d^^b Sobald es also was Neues gibt, erfahrt ihr es selbstverständlich. <3

Leseliste - was ich gelesen hab!

Der März und April waren bei mir jedenfalls wieder relativ lesereich. Ich habe mir ja anfangs fest vorgenommen, wieder mehr zu lesen. Das klappt seither wirklich wunderbar. In diesen zwei Monaten habe ich immerhin 22 Werke beendet, woah! *.* Ich denke, inzwischen kann man durchaus sagen, dass ich im Schnitt auf 10 Bücher pro Monat komme, wobei natürlich viele Ratgeber darin enthalten sind. Beispielsweise habe ich im März und April insgesamt 10 Ratgeber/Sachbücher über Hunde und deren Haltung, Erziehung etc. gelesen. Da kann ich euch im Übrigen folgende Werke empfehlen:

Vertrau auf deinen Hund: Vom intuitiven Umgang mit Hunden von Andreas Ohligschläger

Die José-Arce-Methode: Liebe deinen Hund. Wie Sie beim Gassigehen die Beziehung stärken von José Arce

Bei Audible war das Hörbuch "Dschinns" von Fatma Aydemir ein kleines Highlight, ebenso wie das Hörbuch "Die Menschheit hat den Verstand verloren: Tagebücher 1939 - 1945" von Astrid Lindgren.

Daneben las ich den Roman "Es war einmal in Italien" von Luca Di Fulvio (endlich!) fertig. Das hat über ein Jahr gedauert, omg. Leider konnte die Geschichte mich nicht so überzeugen wie die anderen Romane aus seiner Feder. Schade! Ich las ebenfalls "Der kleine Teeladen in Tokio" von Julie Caplin. Die Geschichte war dagegen wirklich süß und lässt einen gut abtauchen. <3

In pucto koreanisch konnte ich außerdem die Werke "Easy Korean Reading Level 1, Book 2" und aus derselben Reihe "Level 2, Book 1" beenden. Ich bin immer noch sehr überzeugt von der Reihe und verfolge sie weiterhin. *.*

Ein kleines Highlight war zudem das Sachbuch "Ein Kopf voller Ideen: Wie Kreativität unseren Alltag bereichert" von Tanja Queckenstedt. Sie erklärt darin alle Facetten rund um die Kreativität - mir haben ihr Stil und die informativen Erklärungen sehr gefallen.

Watchlist - was mich begeistert hat!

Jetzt wird's schwierig. Ohne mein Bullet Journal könnte ich kaum rekapitulieren, was ich geschaut hatte, muahaha. So standen jedenfalls folgende Filme auf der Watchlist:

Die Mumie (mit Tom Cruise): Ich bin währenddessen eingeschlafen - soviel also dazu, wie spannend der Film war, lol. ^^

Die Jury: Gefiel mir sehr gut! An den Film erinnere ich mich jetzt noch ziemlich gut - Empfehlung also!

Indiana Jones 1 bis 4: Dazu muss nichts gesagt werden, denke ich. Die Filme sind einfach kultig.

Pitch Black - Planet der Finsternis: Mein liebster Antihelden-Film!

Die Mumie 1 und 2 (mit Brendan Fraser): Weitere Favs von mir, hihi.

Die Reise zur geheimnisvollen Insel (mit Dwayne Johnson): definitv gute Unterhaltung, meiner Ansicht nach.

Go Trabi Go: Da haben wir tief in die Filmkiste gegriffen, lol. Der Film ist schon einige Jahre alt, gelacht haben wir trotzdem. ^^

Der Sturm (mit George Clooney und Mark Wahlberg): Unsagbar spannend - auch eine Empfehlung!

4 Filme pro Monat empfinde ich als recht guten Schnitt. Ich habe tatsächlich auch gar nicht sooo viele Serien "weggesuchtet". Auf meiner Watchlist standen die folgenden:

Young Lady & Gentleman (Südkorea): Telenovela mit immer neuen spannenden Wendungen - ich hab die 52 Folgen definitiv genossen!

Friends (USA, Rewatch): Die Serie schau ich immer wieder mal, aktuell bin ich bei Staffel 3 angelangt.

Die heilende Kraft von Dude (USA, glaube ich): Ein Hund, der einem Jungen mit sozialen Ängsten durch den Schulalltag hilft. Ich fand die 8 Episoden kurzweilig und ok.

Vampire Diaries (USA, Rewatch): Im März haben wir die letzte Staffel gesehen - eine tolle Serie für Vampir- und Werwolf-Fans.

Picard (USA, Staffel 3): Gefiel mir gut. Ich denke, für "Trekkies" ist die Serie ein "Must See". ^^

Sailor Moon (Japan, Staffel 4): Kult!

Kimi No Toduke (Japan, Verfilmung eines Mangas oder Webtoons): War interessant und kurzweilig.

Moment of Eighteen (Südkorea, mit Moon Bin, Mitglied der Idolgroup Astro, der leider im April starb): Ich hab die Serie zwei Tage vor seinem Tod angefangen. Daher hat mich die Nachricht ziemlich betroffen gemacht. Er war mega-sympathisch. Ich mochte ihn auf jeden Fall sehr und die Serie hat mir ungemein gut gefallen. <3

Men are Men (Südkorea): hat mich nicht wirklich "abholen" können, daher hab ich bei der 2. Episode wieder aufgegeben.

Teen Wolf (USA, Rewatch): absolute Fav-Serie, nicht zuletzt wegen "Stiles" und "Isaac"! ^^

Auch hier komme ich auf grundsolide 5 Serien pro Monat im Durchschnitt.

Noch ein kleiner, persönlicher Zusatz (aus Gründen) zum plötzlichen Tod von Moon Bin (Rest in Peace): Immer wenn ich jetzt Pusteblumen sehe, denke ich an ihn. Es ist wirklich so traurig... Obwohl ich ihn kaum richtig als Künstler verfolgt habe, macht mich sein Tod ehrlich betroffen. T.T

Playlist - musikalische Highlights

Da gab es tatsächlich nichts, was mir in besonderer Erinnerung geblieben ist. Ich habe wenig bei Spotify gehört, sodass ich vorübergehend das Premium-Konto gekündigt habe und wieder mit Werbeunterbrechungen Musik höre. Ein Highlight war allerdings die Rückkehr von SHINEE-Member Taemin und Monsta X-Mitglied Shownu vom Militär. <3

Ausblick - was kommt als Nächstes?

Ist das nicht sonnenklar, lol?! Natürlich will ich endlich mit meinen Romanen (ja, Mehrzahl, in mir schlummern noch 1-2 Ideen, die geschrieben werden wollen und das #ProjektHexenjagd wollte ich nochmal ganz neu überarbeiten - die Veröffentlichung von #ProjektApokalypse ist natürlich IMMER NOCH da, aaah, hehe) vorankommen!

Zugleich habe ich einen (ungefähren, ihr kennt mich so langsam, oder?! ) Plan für regelmäßige (täglich, omg!!!) Beiträge bei Facebook und Instagram. Ich hoffe, ich krieg das Pensum endlich mal gewuppt, haha. Ansonsten wisst ihr, was los ist, wenn es bei mir wieder still wird, rofl. ^.^ Ich bleib jedenfalls optimistisch und hoffnungsvoll, so! Und damit beende ich diesen eeeeeeewiglangen Rückblick für März und April. Dankeschön, wenn ihr bis hierhin durchgehalten habt. <3 Wir lesen uns bald wieder (hoffentlich, muahahaha).

Ach, und denkt bittebitte dran: Ihr könnt mir gerne ein Trinkgeld hinterlassen, höhö. Ich freue mich über jedes kleine bisschen Support! <3

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