[02:21 PM]Every Time He Smiled At You, It Reminded You Of The Innocence Of Childhood. Every Moment Spent

[02:21 PM] Every time he smiled at you, it reminded you of the innocence of childhood. Every moment spent with him was blissful and warm. Every touch made you feel wanted and loved. His presence made you feel safe. He was home to you. Every mundane task you did with him became like heaven. He gave you a new perspective and love for life that you never thought you could attain. Park Jimin was the man that taught you how to enjoy your life with his contagious laughter, with his beautiful smile, with his loving embrace, with his sweet words that he whispered to you whenever because his number one priority was to see you smile. He was the love of your life.

Now here you were, watching as the love of your life got on one knee, to propose to the love of his life. You watched as her eyes lit up with joy, as your own gaze was clouded with grief. Applause filled the room and you joined in when Jimin jumped up to pull his new fiancé into a kiss. You forced a smile as your heart broke into a million pieces. You just hoped that people thought the tears rolling down your cheeks were out of happiness for your best friend and not because of the devastation you felt as you watched the man you thought you were going to get married to so happy with someone who wasn’t yourself.

THE LOVE I HAVE FOR THIS FIC ???? god the amount of pain i felt for y/n during her confession scene. this fic holds a special place in my heart and i always go back and reread it😭

wherever you are

pairing: jimin x reader 

summary: he’s in love with a girl you can never be. you try your hardest to be okay with being second best, but it hurts, and it sucks, and you have had enough. 

song inspo: sober by selena gomez / before the storm by the jonas brothers ft. miley cyrus / that way by tate mcrae

genre: angst, fluff / friends with benefits, friends to lovers, college au

warnings: cursing, mentions of alcohol/alcohol consumption, themes of jealousy, slut-shaming, some suggestive content

word count: 11.5k

author’s note: these songs always have the ability to leave me speechless, so of course, i needed to write them into a story. i tried my hand at writing angst, even though i’m terrible at it haha. i hope you enjoy it!!! happy reading~! :] 

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this fic brought me so much pain .... one of my all time faves pls

Petals

Words: 4k+

Hanahaki AU!

You tilted your head back to let the sun rays shine on your face, smiling at the slight breeze that passed by, ruffling your hair. The air smelled of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass and it just confirmed to you once again that spring was and would forever be your favourite season. 

“Are you going to keep standing there like a doofus or get in the car eventually?” a low, smooth voice calmly broke through your serene bubble and you opened your eyes to see Yoongi standing a few feet away, already turned towards his car parked in the lot. 

“I’m coming, jeez. What’s the rush?” you asked teasingly, bouncing towards him and ignoring the slight ache in your body that caused you to wince.

Yoongi’s eyes widened, “Careful, Y/N! You are going to hurt yourself!” 

“I’m fine,” you insisted, rolling your eyes slightly at his over-protective nature as he shot you an uncertain look that made you squirm. 

“You always say that even if it’s not true,” he replied, “I’m not going to be fooled anymore.”

Your smile faltered and you glanced away as guilt creeped up in you again. The older boy turned to head towards the car silently and you sighed at the now gloomy atmosphere. 

Settling down in the passenger seat, you buckled up before biting your lip. “…”

This time, Yoongi sighed, “Come on. Keep that smile up. You don’t wanna worry the boys more than you already have now, do you?”

“No…of course not,” you mumbled, glancing out the window. You had known you would have to face the consequences eventually when you kept such a big matter to yourself for so long. The thought of facing your friends made your throat dry like a Sahara and you coughed slightly as you tried to swallow.

Yoongi immediately shot you an alarmed look and you sighed once again, mustering up the courage to put a hand on his arm. It had been him, who had found you lying unconscious on the floor of your apartment and you knew it had shocked him greatly. You couldn’t blame him for being cross with you ever since and just silently hoped he would forgive you someday. He was your best friend after all, the big brother you never had. 

“I’m fine, Yoongi,” you reassured, smiling genuinely, “For real now. It’s over.”

He nodded mutely, turning up the car and driving out of the parking lot. Glancing back, you silently bid goodbye to the hospital that had been your host for five weeks.

“Do you remember anything yet?” Yoongi asked.

“About the boy?” you asked back.

“About Jimin,” he stressed as if the mere name would trigger something in your mind. 

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i ugly cried at this fic pls it's so heartbreaking but i LOVED it so much

no one really knows; pjm

pairing: jimin x reader

genre: wood nymph au, angst, unrequited love.

warnings: mentions of death.

summary: he’s watched you from the tree line for some time now; admiring your compassion, grace and sense of adventure. falling in love with you was something he was warned against, but he stumbled after your every word. it was a hopeless love; for no human can see past the veil of fantasy.

words: 2.5k

song inspirations: “Nobody Knows” by Autograf ft. WYNNE.

media: moodboard

sequel: moonlight

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i cant describe how much i love this fic pls it's just too damn cute

the special nine | jjk

genre | pregnancy au / daddy!jungkook, fluff, angst, smut

pairing | jungkook x reader

→ summary | morning sickness, strengthened hormones, and mood changes. These are only a few of the things Jungkook is a victim of. 

word count | 4,500

NOTE | Italic writing means flashback

Jungkook insists on having sex without a condom, and he knows that Y/N isn’t on the pill. Y/N is too worked up to even care what he does, she just wants him and she wants him now. And Jungkook can’t see the consequences of having unprotected sex because he, too, is on the verge of coming right this second.

“You need to pull out,” Y/N tells him as he positions himself at her entrance. Jungkook nods firmly before guiding himself inside the warmth that is her. And the rest happens in a blur because Jungkook is so so good to her. Y/N can’t control herself as she moans into his shoulder, teeth grazing heated skin. His hands roaming her body, exploring each curve and dip in her figure. 

“I’m close baby,” he whispers as he rests his forehead against hers, and Y/N suddenly remembers how he needs to pull out because children weren’t really a part of her plans right at this moment. “Fuck,” Jungkook hisses.

“Kook,” Y/N says softly, “you need to pull out.” And Jungkook groans but does it nevertheless because getting his girlfriend pregnant was not a part of his plans anytime soon. Yet he manages to pull out a bit too late, and he regrets ever suggesting doing it without the damn condom. Jungkook spills himself onto her stomach, panting heavily. Y/N breathes out deeply as she watches him fall down onto the mattress beside her. Silence engulfs them as they both stare at the ceiling.

Y/N rolls onto her side, looking at Jungkook. Jungkook turns his head to look at his girlfriend, flinching ever so lightly because she knows he pulled out a bit too late. He winces to himself when she speaks with gritted teeth: “I swear to God if you got me pregnant…”

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one of THEE most interesting fics i ever read omg and the end😔😔😔😔 poor y/n

devotion; m

⤷  As an angel questioning your place in Heaven, the last thing you needed was for someone like him to appear. 

✓ Couple: Jimin x Reader | Angel!AU and Demon!AU

✓ Filed under: angst, smut, horror

✓ Look out for: violence, death/murder, torture 

✓ Words: 16,463

Author’s Note: imma be the first one to say that this fic made me so nostalgic lmaooo I remember posting this back in the ol’ days of 2016 and, as much as my writing style switched a lot since then, I still hold this story in a very dear place! pls enjoy~

EDIT: March 4th, 2019, fixed the dialogue punctuation.

Above your head, the cosmos opened gently; a burst of stars lethargically waltzing in front of your eyes. Covered by diaphanous passing clouds, the moon watched the city with tranquility, never annoyed by the music’s reverberation, no matter how frequently it broke the stillness of the night. Below you, an effervescent pub stood asymmetrical in the middle of the quiet street, its neon resplendence shining with an almost futuristic look; its grey walls encompassed by a line of impatient people. Many meters above that gelid asphalt, your legs danced beside the rooftop of that residential building, your body being gracefully wrapped in the cool breeze that blew through the neighborhood streets.

Your chaotic thoughts contrasted with the homogeneity of the night, eyes minutely scrutinizing the humans in front of you. You were tired of them, could not comprehend their actions. You did not know how you could have been predestined to love them unconditionally when they did not even love each other, nor did they know how to take care of their own kind. You were promised improvements and assurances that they would move away from the darkness, but, after endless centuries, the most you noticed was the considerable decrease in the number of black plague cases. Humans were still as putrid as when they started constructing complex sentences, still murdering and torturing their own blood; egotistical and narcissistic beings, masking their faults behind false and convenient devotions to ethereal beings they have never even seen—

“—What a lovely night.” 

An unfamiliar voice scared you out of your daydreams, causing your line of thought to break abruptly. Trying to disguise it the best you possibly could, you turned around gradually, gaze discovering the outlines of the silhouette that shone against the achromatic moonlight.

Oh no.

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