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Everyday i cry over something different but this one broke me, i miss them so fucking much.
Please write a part 2 of ghost of you 😭💜
hi anon ehe, thank you so much for liking 'ghost of you'!!! i honestly have no plans of making a part 2 for it bc i wanted to leave it with a cliffhanger but i'll think about it!! do uw to be any emojis or what anon would you like to be called as? (๑ᵔ⤙ᵔ๑)
𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
ghost of you by 5 seconds of summer.
Second post for SONG OF CHOICE 🤗 (still need a better name tho) ☺️
*contains spoilers for the great pretender season 2*
Fandom; the great pretender
Ship: Laurent Thierry and Dorothy
Song; Ghost of you by five seconds of summer (I think my chemical romance sang it first but I’m not sure)
Reason; It’s about a guy basically hallucinating the love of his life after she dies or leaves and if that doesn’t scream Laurent after Dorothy dies I don’t know what will. Great song it’s really good and it actually took a while for it to click that; oh this is Laurent. This could be sang by Laurent some days after Dorothy dies. And he’s mopping about this big house that used to be theirs, waiting for her to pull the wool over his eyes; and come out with this was all and elaborate trick for my own amusement, or to keep him in the con life, or for whatever reason and she doesn’t. And that breaks him a little more every day. And he sees her everywhere; both in her stuff and the places they sat but he also literally sees her in his self destructive caused hallucinations and fever dreams. The lines “ so I drown it out, like I always do/ dancing through our house with the ghost of you” is just so much about how Laurent would rather drink to see her hallucinations, although they torment him, that live in a world that she’s not in. Before he committed to that long con he was basically doing the same thing that he was doing before Dorothy came barging into his life with her cons and her schemes and her smile, he was running away.
So definitely listen to the song l, it’s great and if you do and have any feelings about it definitely send an ask or something 🤗
Ghost Of You
[jungkook x reader] [2.3k+ angst, supernatural-ish!au??]
A/N: I've been MIA for months and while I've been logging on from time to time to read fics, I never really had the energy to write one. But I'm back with the second part of Bad Omens. I just hope I was able to write something worth reading! Not proofread—whoops.
Anyway, part 3? >> Read Bad Omens
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Your husband complains at the long drive, stretching to ease the building fatigue in his muscles.
You knead his thighs. "Why don't you let me drive for a while?" Jungkook turns to look at you with stars in his eyes and shakes his head. You smile back with a nod and look out to the road.
"Did we take this highway this morning?"
"Yeah, I think so. This is the fastest route to the city." Jungkook briefly looks at you with a worried expression. "Something wrong?"
"Huh. That's weird..." You pull up your phone and open the web app.
Eyes glancing back and forth between you and the road, he asks you again what's wrong.
"Just.." you trail, thumb still scrolling through your search results. "I don't remember seeing the gasoline station we just passed this morning."
Jungkook hums, "Wanna stop by? You were probably asleep when we passed by earlier," he offers as an answer.
"No. I just got this strange feeling of like..," you mumble, trying to think of the right word. "Like deja vu." Brushing it off despite the gnawing strange feeling.
Jungkook extends his arm across the console to cup your cheek. Affectionately, you lean your face—the warmth of his palm is a welcomed comfort.
"We'll be home soon," he assures you as you close your eyes.
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"Hey, sleepy head," Jungkook teases—lips centimeters away from your ears and his thick hot breath tickles you awake.
Your lips stretch to a smile, but your eyes refuse to open. "You're up early," you groan.
He chuckles. You feel the right side of the bed dip as Jungkook moves around you. "Baby, it's 11 A.M. already," he coos. Alarmed, you shoot up from the bed before he could finish his sentence, your shoulders almost hitting his cheek.
Regret quickly follows as you feel a sting of pain in your neck. "Fuck, I think I slept on my neck wrong." You stretch your limb sideways, trying to ease the tension.
Jungkook's warm hands were quick to help. His fingers gently run in circling motion as he noses at your shoulder. "Where are you rushing off to, anyway?"
"Uhh, work," you respond as if stating the obvious. But you're met with a raised brow from Jungkook.
"But it's Saturday today."
You mirror his confused face as you quickly search for your phone on the nightstand.
"What? Nuh uh, it's Friday." You shake your head as your legs swing off the bed.
Jungkook jumps to cross the bed and snatch you by the waist, pulling you back under the covers. Soft gasp and giggles erupt from your mouth as he tackles you in a bear hug, restricting you to leave again.
"C'mon, I'm going to be late for work." You pry his hands on your waist, but he refuses to give. And so, you wiggle around to face him.
"Hi," your husband chirps before kissing your lips.
Between your kisses, you call his name in broken syllables. You tap his shoulders, "I really have to go," you insist.
Jungkook's brows furrow in mixed confusion and mirth, "Baby, it really is a weekend," he insists and shows you his phone.
And he was right. Sure enough, the bold SATURDAY on the screen glares back at you.
Disoriented, you free yourself from his hold. You suddenly feel like the walls are closing in on you. Did you sleep through the day? You swore yesterday was just Thursday.
"Everything okay?" Worried eyes assess you and you feel even more anxious.
"Yes-no. I don't know. I think I'm having a deja vu?" You press the heel of your palm to your eyes. You think you feel an oncoming migraine.
"Deja vu?" Jungkook asks as he stands. "Like you've already experienced today?"
"No, not exactly," you stutter. Your brain lags to find an explanation. How do you verbalize the missing feeling inside of you?
"I feel like..." you trail off and see Jungkook's eyes are fixed on yours, patiently waiting for you to explain. "Like I skipped days? You know whenever I whined about the weekdays and hoped it was already the weekend? It's like I got my wish? But like today had already happened."
At your poor explanation, Jungkook giggles. His bunny teeth peeking and it was hard not to awe at his bright face.
"I think you're just hungry," your husband teases. "How about we get breakfast and go for a drive? Nothing too far, just until the scenery changes."
You hum in agreement. "If today's really Saturday, I might as well do something relaxing, right?"
Jungkook kisses your cheek before dashing away to the bathroom.
"You joining me in the shower?"
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The moment you awaken, you feel the warmth of the sun rays piercing through your windows and a light breeze sweeps in every second and so. Yet, as perfect as the morning seemed to start, you're bugged by the feeling that something was amiss.
You couldn't shrug off the feeling that you're forgetting something. Jungkook's not beside you and you assume he's in the kitchen. You call for your husband and soon hear his footsteps padding across the wooden floor. Jungkook's head pops through the door frame, "You called for me?"
You meekly nod in his direction, "What day is it?"
Jungkook laughs, his obliviousness from your predicament has him amused in your state. "It's Saturday. Do you have plans for today?" he answers as he enters your room.
"How could it be Saturday again today?" You ask your husband, though the question was meant to be rhetorical, he didn’t miss the panic in your voice. "It was Saturday yesterday, and now you're telling me, it's still Saturday today?"
Confused eyes scan your face. "What are you talking about, Y/N? It is Saturday today and yesterday was Friday."
"No, Jungkook!” You exclaim as you jump off the bed. Your misdirected frustration directed at him. “If this is one of your pranks, you better own up now. It isn't funny."
"What? It's not," his hands quickly engulf your face. Yet somehow, the action gives you no comfort. "I swear, it's not."
You tear up out of frustration and your hands grip the table for support. You hear Jungkook call your name but somehow your mind is floating away.
Something's wrong.
Something's very wrong. You're forgetting something important. And anger and frustration rises inside you as you struggle to pinpoint what it is.
Next thing you know, you're hyperventilating. "I'm scared," you force the words out of your mouth.
Jungkook rushes to your side, quickly soothing you. "Breathe with me, Y/N. Focus on my breathing and follow, yeah?"
You still hear Jungkook talking, but everything is muffled. It isn't until you spot the mole just below his lips and focus on it that you regain your control.
Slowly, you feel his hands on your cheeks.
Then, your eyes travel from his lips to his eyes. Gradually, you register his voice, then his words. And you breathe with him.
You lean on each other as seconds turn to minutes. When you think your emotions are stable, you ask your husband again, "Jungkook, please just tell me now if this is just some stupid joke of yours."
A beat passes then another.
Jungkook looks like he's internally struggling with something, so you squeeze his hands to let him know that if it is a prank gone wrong, it's okay. You're not mad.
Jungkook visibly gulps and you worry. "It's really not a prank, but…” he cuts himself off. As if he was unsure of what to say. The look of confusion on his face slowly morphs into guilt.
"But what?" You urge. Confusion, anger, and fear are starting to rise inside you again. If it wasn't Jungkook standing in front of you, you would have already been impatient.
He remains pensive and quiet. And yet, his eyes look at you so lovingly, as if he yearns for you.
"Jungkook, please," you whisper. "What is going on?"
"I also don't know what's happening. But that Friday night after Jin hyung's party, something happened.”
Your anxiety grows as you see your husband start to tear up, his eyes downcast as he tries to hold back his tears. “Y/N, we got into an accident. Right after our stop by the lay-by..” Jungkook—your husband, the love of your life, the man who always toughened up for the both of you was suddenly crumbling to your arms. His words are barely coherent as he holds back sobs and tears. “I got better but..”
Your intertwined hands catch Jungkook's tears and somehow you know. He didn't have to say anything but his pained sobs told you what his mouth could not utter.
"At first, I thought I was dreaming or that the accident was a dream but I had cuts and bruises and when Jin hyung visited me he couldn't see you..."
You stumble back into the bed as you try to process what Jungkook just told you.
"Are you saying I'm—"
You couldn't even think of the word. Tears were quick to return and you looked up to your husband.
"Am I? What do you mean Jin couldn't see me?"
Jungkook kneels in front of you, his body slotting between your legs. "I tried to look for an explanation but I just accepted that this was a cruel blessing. It didn’t matter that they thought I had gone crazy and maybe they’re right. But baby, it doesn’t matter to me because you’re here. So please…” Soft hands firmly grip your own as if he was already pleading you to stay; accept your situation as it is.
Jungkook hated it when you cooed at his eyes, but he always knew when to use it to his advantage. And right now, as two doe glistening eyes plead for you and his lips pouty as he begs you to understand, you feel yourself melting to his whim despite being lost.
Still, you can’t help but cry at everything—it’s too much. And as always, Jungkook hastens to wipe your tears. He leans his forehead towards yours and hopes he can take whatever unwanted feeling you’re having right now.
“I’m sorry, baby,” he apologizes and starts to softly graze his nose to yours for an eskimo kiss—one of his ways of silently apologizing.
And it works. It was Jungkook. It was your husband.
Despite being more confused and agitated, you accept his apology. You get the feeling that he must also share the fear you feel right now. But overcome with your need to know you ask, "How long?"
Jungkook pulls away, just enough to look properly at you with furrowed brows.
"How long have I been in...limbo? Or whatever the fuck this is."
He gulps. Ruminates if he should lie or be honest.
"A year."
You recoil and scamper away from his hold. "For fucks sake, Jungkook. This isn't right. We need to get help or find someone." By now, you’re full-on panicking. You don’t know how this was possible. In all of the weird conspiracy and shit you watched when you were…alive, none of those could explain what is happening to you now.
"No," Jungkook was quick to reply; his tone was indignant. He's not letting you go—a decision he made months ago. He lost you and he believes this is a second chance for him. He shut himself and pushed everyone away to stay here with you.
And he can't let that happen.
Struggling to hold your hiccups, you at least try to make sense of your situation. "And what about the days? Why do I feel like I'm reliving or skipping days?"
A tattooed arm stretches across the bed to tuck a tear-soaked stray hair behind your ears. Jungkook's voice has that lilt he uses when he answers his six year old nephew’s questions when he answers you. "You never seem to remember anything new. You always think it's Friday, always before the accident.."
"This is so fucked up," you hiccup. Your forgotten habit of biting your nails resurfacing. "What about you? Your job? Our friends? Jungkook, you can't seriously think it's okay to be holed up here with me."
Jungkook moves closer again towards you. His sweater sleeves pulled around his fist to wipe your cheeks. "It's fine, baby. It doesn't matter if we relive the same day over and over again, you're here with me and that's all that matters. We're together."
At his sentiments, you sob. Your heart is in pieces for the man in front of you. You love Jungkook, you truly do and the thought of leaving him shatters you, but you can't keep him here with you. He said it's been a year. You look around and sure enough you notice things—the wine stain on the rug turning faint over the months passed, your basil by the kitchen window sill has grown taller, and what shatters the pieces of your broken heart is the absence of photos of your friends on the shelf.
You think about your friends. Jungkook's family. You cry harder.
Jungkook said Jin visited and thought he was crazy. You assume the worst happened.
And what about your other friends? Did they share the same sentiments?
Your wail at the thought that Jungkook not only lost you that night, but his friends, too. And it’s all your fault.
"You have to let me go," you plead. Your voice weary and hands shake from being overwhelmed. "You have to live your life. Please, Jungkook,” you plead.
"I am, Y/N. I am. As long as I’m with you, I am," your husband insists repeatedly. "Please don't leave me."
Your heart aches from his plea. How can you leave someone like him?
You’ve only been married for a few years. You barely did all of the things you said you would do—roadtrips to the country, backpacking across continents, and fuck, you wanted to build a family together; grow old together.
You curse at no one in particular; desperate for someone to blame. In the seconds that ticked, you grew spiteful.
Maybe Jungkook was right.
This was a blessing. Yes, it was cruel to live this way, but a second chance, nonetheless.
And so, you allow yourself to be selfish. You'll stay.
You'll stay with Jungkook. For Jungkook.
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Take My Hand
has anyone else ever had a fanfic that just… haunts them? like it’s been months and maybe even years since you read it, but it just lingers with you and you can never truly leave behind the imprint it made on you? and maybe it’s just a single line, one sentence that you can’t shake off, that takes up residence in your mind and stays there, feeding into your psyche and subtly influencing your brainspace and maybe even your writing or other works?
I was playing this album while cleaning my room this evening and when Ghost of You came on I was waiting for this moment and then I was like... oh shoot, that voice thing is only in that live version.
The original song is still lovely, of course, but like... ‘twas a cool sound he made there.
i have never heard his voice do this. what the fuck. do it again x
I was very inspired by this song today, so I did what I do, and I made some word art for “The Ghost of You.”
*Disclaimer: this is my first time trying the dripping-paint look, so if anyone has any tips how to do it better just let me know.
we're too young, too dumb to know things like love. so i drown it out like i always do, dancing through our house with the ghost of you...
This night was amazing. Even though it has been 24 hours since the concert I'm still in awe. I won't get into too much detail or get all sappy, but this band just. I'm speechless, it was incredible, a night I will never forget. They made me feel at peace for once in my life. They saved me and being able to go at all and the fact I got barricade, I feel blessed. Not to mention I met some amazing people in line for sound check. Turns out I already follow them but they were so nice and sweet and hopefully I can continue to talk and be friends, but I just hope I still get to have experienced like this, because it's amazing. Thank you. (Of you use any pictures, please credit me, thank you)
Photographer!Calum it's officially October so within the next couple of weeks I will be doing Halloween themed moodboards. I am still taking requests of anyone would like to request. Side note: I met amazing people and made dope friends. I have an inspiration from some very cool, to start making playlists based on things, so if you'd like me to do that let me know. Hope you like this!
Halloween!Halsey
Halloween!Luke. I actually really liked this one. Hope you all have a good day.
Halloween!Ashton hope you guys enjoy!
Why Won't You Love Me!Luke
This week has been stressful but here is this week's moodboard, hope you all love it. And after the sing series I will be doing strictly 5sos and a new series coming up. As always request!
Ghost of You!Michael
I just now remembered it was Wednesday, wow I'm sorry guys, hope you enjoy this!