One Year, My Love [M] (ft. Jungkook) | Pt. 1

my fave part in anpanman: when Seokjin does this <3

“And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.”

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Sorry to be an ugly fun-killer but in light of the recent Invasion I urge you all to be mindful of the things you reblog and the memes that you repost. Please remember that behind every "world war 3 lmao" post there is a reality where real people are going to be displaced from their homes and are going to lose their lives.

Before you laugh at that tweet that talks about the draft or whatever ask yourself: are you laughing because it's funny? or are you laughing because you're safe and comfortable in the West and it's not a direct problem for you?

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jungkook dancing and singing to that that

many moons | jjk

summary: your father sets off to find a way to get you the moon, not realizing he has already given it to you.

> royalguard!jk x princess!reader

> fluff, angst a bit, slightly suggestive / wc: 11.2k

> warnings: brings up death but we r good dw, kisses nd making out, hickeys, they’re jus two lovers in love <3 :] + jk nose appreciation . this is rlly self indulgent fluff i think

note: hello. LOOK AT JUNGKOOK HE IS SO DREAMY OH MYGOD moving on this idea jus came to me very randomly 😭 this is based from the little fairytale many moons by james thurber <3 obv i changed a lot of things but the gist of the story is there mostly in first ¼ hehe :] that’s all . lmk what u think ^__^

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“my daughter, tell me what i must do for you to be healed from your illness. i will do absolutely anything to bring back my lively daughter who used to live in the garden. my sweet, sweet daughter who loved the children and was adored by the townspeople.” your father weeps pitifully, kneeling on the floor beside your king-sized bed. his hands hold one of yours in a tight grip, scared that you might disappear out of thin air if he was to let go.

he has called all the doctors within your ruling, and even kingdoms from far and wide. he has tried all forms of entertainment. magic, theater, and the arts. he resorted to allowing spells to be casted upon you, but you only grew sicker as the days passed. the bright light in your eyes your father once adored, the only source of inspiration and motivation in his life, has died out. you are his only family left. his most precious treasure. and he would do anything in power as the king to give you a joyful and comfortable life.

you stay quiet the entire time he cries out, your eyes looking far, far away. several royal guards stand on the grounds below your balcony as you wished your father to let you open the door and keep the curtains drawn, providing extra security for you to gaze at the moon longingly every night. the moon, your very best friend. the moon, who watches over you and smiles when you try to catch it in the palm of your hand. the moon, who changes in shape, gradually, from crescent to full - giving you hope that someday soon, you will become full once again. the moon, who you want to take with you everywhere you go.

“i will get you anything your heart desires.” the king says. “is there anything your heart desires?”

“father, the moon.” your voice soft, but weak. “bring me the moon, and i will be healed.”

the king perks up upon hearing your voice. you barely speak these days (it makes the pain worse), therefore it’s a delight for him in the rare occasions that you do. you make it count, he thinks to himself as you’ve given him a glimmer of hope in the brink of him giving up.

he stands up and dusts his knees, fixing his clothes to make himself look presentable again. and because he has many great wise men who have always gotten him everything he asks for, “then, my child, the moon you shall have.”

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jin x his gaze during performances

⤑ 9 months to fall in love 6.

It seems like everyone around you is either already in love, or in the process of falling, and while normally you couldn’t give a damn, finding out the co-worker you’ve had a teensy crush on is dating someone else at the office seems to sucker punch you right in the gut. It’s stupid, and you’re irritated at yourself, but you can’t seem to shake out of the funk you’ve fallen face first in.

Feeling lonely and heartsore, and mad for no reason, during drinks with your best friend you spot a man at the bar. Tequila confident, you make your way over to the stranger, and successfully one thing leads to another. The next morning you leave before he’s woken up, feeling satisfied in one way, but still as discontented as ever. Telling yourself it was an inebriated mistake, you quickly try to forget about it.

Only, three weeks later that night comes back to haunt you – in a very unescapable way…

pairing; kim seokjin x f reader au/genre; unplanned pregnancy, strangers to lovers, slow burn, romance (dare I say romcom in places), smut, angst, (melo)drama, dual pov words; 7,430

warnings for this chapter (!) morning sickness, there’s a hug, I repeat a HUG, foot massages (or as Yuna calls them foot jobs 🤣), the sweet moments get ruined, Oc is feeling conflicted, things are taking an angsty and messy turn because of outside meddling, toxic co-worker, you might want to throttle Sera by the end if this chapter 

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*inspired by the manhwa ‘Positively Yours.’

note; just to let you know, I will be taking a week’s break from updating after this. Chapter 7 will be posted on may 1st. Thanks for reading! 

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only you (00) | kim taehyung

prologue: the first time he leaves you hanging

➛ pairing: taehyung x female reader

➛ genre: angst, eventual smut, college au, unrequited love au, friends to possible lovers au, fuckboy au, slow burn

➛ summary: for the first time ever, your weekly movie night doesn’t end in smiles and laughs but instead in tears and betrayal.

➛ warnings: angst, sad reader, taehyung is a bad friend, very brief mentions of making out and neck kissing

➛ word count: 1,150 words

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The friendship you and Taehyung had was confusing.

When people first learn that you aren’t just friends, but best friends actually, they don’t understand how. You two are complete opposites.

He was the type of person who liked to stay out late and party, sleep around while you were the type who liked to stay inside, to yourself. While Taehyung had many friends, you only had him and one other person—a girl you met in your art class.

People always seem to ask either of you how you manage to be friends with the other, and you have given them the same answer every time. The two of you have grown up together, parents being college friends, getting married and having kids around the same time as each other, Taehyung being just a week older than you. That made celebrating birthdays much easier for your parents since they would make you share parties together when you were younger. But as you two grew older, most of the time you and Taehyung would just spend your guys’ birthday with each other, alone.

And through all the hardships, school, having different interests like Taehyung trying out for sports and making more friends, and you spending most of your time on art, and even fights you two have had, you both seem to always come back to each other.

Simply putting it, you two were inseparable, always around each other. If someone saw one of you, then the other would not be far behind.

Even after graduating from high school and attending the same college, the closeness you two share have never diminished. Even though Taehyung now spent most of his time with his other friends and partying, and you focusing more on school and your art, you both always seem to find a way to make some time for each other—whether that be weekly movie nights, shared short lunches between classes, or even surprise visits.

But as school went on, the time Taehyung would spend with you became shorter and shorter, which made the time he did spend with you more valuable. Because he was your best friend, and you miss him.

Even though you want to be something more.

But you knew he didn’t feel the same way for you, because you weren’t his type, at least that’s what you heard him say to his friends. So being just his friend was enough—it had to enough, because you don’t know if you have the strength remove him from your life, someone who has treated you with nothing but kindness and love. And it wasn’t like Taehyung was a terrible person or anything, he wasn’t even bad. You just couldn’t handle him treating you almost as if you were his girlfriend instead of a friend and then going off and fucking other girls.

Your heart couldn’t handle it anymore.

Glancing at the time, you saw that it was half past eight. Today was Friday so Taehyung should be here soon for your guys’ weekly movie night. You double checked to see if everything was ready—the popcorn was made, hot chocolate was prepared, and he will be bringing the sweets. And the movie you selected for tonight was The Notebook, despite him denying it you knew that it was his favorite movie.

Taehyung was such a romantic.

As you sat down on the couch, you could hear yourself tapping your feet against the ground impatiently as you waited for him—he should be here in about half an hour. With you two both busy with your classes and other extracurricular activities, you barely had anytime for each other and this is the first time you have seen one another since last week. You couldn’t contain the excitement, you were excited to see him.

Your heart skipped a beat every time the clock moved forward one minute, knowing that it was a minute closer to seeing him. But when nine soon became ten after nine, your excitement slowly began to diminish.

He has never been late before, and you mean ever. Yes, he has shown up early but never late. And you know you shouldn’t assume anything, his fraternity is quite a distance away from your place and it’s the weekend so there might be traffic on the way here. But as ten minutes after nine soon became twenty then thirty, and then an hour, you couldn’t help but think you should text him to see if anything is wrong.

Taking your phone, you sent a quick message.

you: hey tae, it’s already ten and you aren’t here yet. is everything alright, are you okay?

You reread the message nearly a dozen times, making sure you weren’t sounding too clingy or nosy.

You waited for him, wondering if he was just caught up with something and was running late, very late. And you waited, and you waited, and you waited until midnight came, with not a single message from him.

That is when you gave up.

After cleaning up everything, emptying the untouched popcorn into the trash and pouring the full cups of now cold hot chocolates down the drain, you decided to just go to bed.

Lying down, phone in hand and scrolling through social media—Snapchat specifically, your heart fell into your stomach when seeing Taehyung’s icon on your screen. He uploaded something to his story. Your finger hovered over his profile picture, hesitant whether or not you should view it. But curiosity got the best of you and you clicked on it—and your heart dropped when seeing what he posted.

The first thing your eyes laid on was a video of him with his arm around a brunette girl and a red solo cup in hand, both of them singing along with the music playing in the background. The next thing was a photo of him kissing that same girl, and the next was more suggestive, showing his tongue literally going in her mouth.

The more you continued clicking through his story the more you felt your heart breaking.

Next thing you knew you were moving onto your—correction, his friends’ stories. First was Jimin, and the first thing you saw was a photo of just him but in the background you could see Taehyung sitting on a couch with the same girl, his lips on her neck and his hand up her shirt.

You didn’t realize you were crying until a sob suddenly came out of your mouth and a few droplets falling on your hand.

You turned off your phone completely and closed your eyes, hoping that sleep would take over but the image of Taehyung with that girl was practically burned into your mind.

That night you cried yourself to sleep.

Your best friend and the man you’re in love with would rather spend what was suppose to be your guys’ night with someone else.

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