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some yoongi gifs until he comes back home (13/?)
happy 1.2k notes on alibi!!! 💕
໑ৎ ׁ ׅ♡ ALIBI 🌀
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ synopsis — you are known for your brain rot anime content on twitter. so much so that you caught the attention of txt’s soobin on his secret stan account and became mutuals. what will become of this new friendship?
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ pairing — idol!soobin x fem!reader
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ genre — smau, idol au, fluff, prob crack, angst if you squint, comedy (dying as i am writing)
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ featuring — rest of txt, billlie’s tsuki and svt’s hoshi as y/n bestie, enhypen’s park sunghoon as a cameo and more!
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ warning — may contain anime spoilers, swearing/cursing, y/n is a simp for animated men, please ignore time stamps!!!
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ status — start july 7th, 2024 - end september 17th, 2024
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ tag list — closed
the storyline
o. y/n’s circle — soobin’s circle i. fan boy mentality iii. enhypen 1 soobin 0 iv. a tall woman with a fat ass v. pookie bear vi. “infatuation” vii. close the gym viii. men with dark hair ix. karma x. delete his twitter xi. siri play down bad xii. tiramisu cake xiii. bsf approved xiv. sugar daddy xv. war is over xvi. prettiest girl xvii. friendzoned xviii. weeb senses were tingling xix. loser in a hot body xx. and if he’s ugly, bonus xxi. more than gojo xxii. soobin sunk it xxiii. bless her heart xxiv. ungrateful brat xxv. skipped a few chapters xxvi. bye baby
Forgiveness wasn’t an obligation or an expectation. It was a choice. It wasn’t always a choice made with ease or a straight-forward decision. Sometimes, it simply couldn’t be done and you knew that there was nothing wrong with knowing when forgiveness couldn’t be given.
Honestly one of my favorite passages from the series.
This chapter had me feeling alot of emotions, but emotions are good. It was sad, albeit relieving that the reader was finally able to tell her parents the depths of her turmoil. A whole new chapter has been opened for them to repair their relationship and make it even stronger and better than before. The concept of forgiveness as well was a nice touch and it takes a lot to forgive. It also takes a lot to know when not to forgive, but rather move past and both are valid paths. I'm proud that she was able to give her parents, as well as herself a second chance of a relationship at the end of this.
Sorry if my message isn't as long as the others. My mind is a bit muddled from reading so much today, but I still wanted to comment and send my love for them🥰 Thank you so so sooo much for this series!
Pairing: Namjoon/F!Reader
Summary: Failed relationships had become a very taxing sort of normal for you. After another boyfriend steps out of your life, much as all the rest before him, you considered just calling it quits where seeking love is concerned. At least until your longtime friend, Namjoon, confesses his hidden feelings and asks you to give him a chance.
The prospect of a relationship with a guy as wonderful as Joon would have had you over the moon were it not for the fear that your issues with physical intimacy would send him packing like every other guy you’ve dated prior.
But, maybe with Joon it might be different.
Chapter features/warnings: fluff, angst, smut, Namjoon continuing to be the sweetest and most supportive of boyfriends, references to past sexual abuse suffered by the reader (abuse does not take place during the events of this story and details are not specific, but please do read with caution if this is a subject that you find triggering), YN goes tf off, rain-soaked Namjoon in a white t-shirt and a leather jacket, fucking the pain away, dirty talk, handjobs, fingering, protected sex, some discussion about Namjoon’s creampie kink
Additional chapters: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (7) (8)
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void squad au kingdings brain rot! aaaaaaaaaaah
after prof is finally free of the void...
Angel 1.08 “I Will Remember You” (November 23, 1999)
“How am I supposed to go on with my life knowing what we had? What we could have had?” “You won’t. No one will know but me.” “Everything we did.” “It never happened.” “It did. It did. I know it did!….. I felt your heart beat.” “Buffy..” “No! Oh God. It’s not enough time.” “Shh, please. Please.” “No. I’ll never forget. I’ll never forget. I’ll never forget. I’ll never forget.”
230418 - bts on twitter: jhope I love you 💜
Isabel you are so so adorably nice to everybody so here’s some happy hotchy for you!!!
You best be having a wonderful day too darling 💕 it’s so nice of you to message everyone else and brighten theirs 🥹🫶🏼🫶🏼
omg what this is so sweet🥺
you brighten up my day!
Welcome Home (Ingo x reader x Emmet)
angst to fluff, no tw 821 words
It had been so long.
Even if you knew you could never forget him, so much time had escaped you that sometimes you began to doubt if he even existed in the first place. The only thing that was one hundred percent proving it was his twin brother, whose smile twitched downward a lot more often now.
Even if there was some warmth in your bed, it wasn't the same. Nothing was. If Emmet was on one side, Ingo was ALWAYS curled up on the other, curling a finger through your hair or gently running them down your arms..but only Emmet's heavy arms remained, and that was only if he could manage to come to bed that night. Some nights, in hysteria, he would go out and look for his brother. Anywhere that Ingo used to frequent. It was like he couldn't stop himself from trying to find the answer. It broke your heart to see Emmet coming in all hours of the night, face grim or his soft grey curls soaked with sweat or rain from being out in the elements with no concern for himself. He would fall in your arms, defeated by his unsuccessful search. Sometimes he would cry, other times he would near immediately fall asleep from exhaustion. You didn't know how much more you could take. Emmet had almost completely gone back to being nonverbal, only really speaking when it came to work or things he really needed to say. Anything else was a vague gesture or some of the sign language he and Ingo had taught you over the years.
It all felt hopeless. Useless. He was gone. Dead. Might as well have been.
But, do the dead really..not tell tales?
It was hard to believe it when you saw it. A scrappy man with a torn coat and goatee, hovering in your doorway. The bags under his eyes were like shadows, and he hunched over ever so slightly..but those eyes. Those were Emmet's eyes. But..it couldn't be..?
"Ingo?"
Your voice was smaller than it had ever been, hardly escaping your mouth without a broken squeak. Your tears welled in your eyes like dribbling lava, Ingo's lips giving a visible little twitch once he saw you. "Yes..it is m-oomph!" Poor thing could hardly get a word out before you threw yourself around him, face buried into his chest and arms tight around his middle. You could feel him loosen his tense posture, slowly resting his left hand on the small of your back to curl you into him. "Yes, my dearest.." he mumbled softly into the crown of your head, placing soft and gentle kisses all over you. You couldn't help but sob something fierce. It was loud, it was ugly, but it was happy. You could finally hold him again. He was in your arms, you could touch him, FEEL him again.
Upon hearing your sobbing, Emmet was out of the kitchen in an instant, panic written all over his half-smile. "Love! Are you-.." with a crash, the pan of omelet had fallen onto the living room floor and quick footsteps filled the almost silent home. In one swift motion, you and Ingo found yourselves on the floor, Emmet squishing you both in his arms in the tightest hug you think you've ever been in. He laughed. Emmet, after all this time, was finally laughing with a big grin on his face. This was real, not a fake 'bearing it' grin, or something he tossed around to assure you..this was joy. Happiness. Hope finally comes to fruition in front of him. His brother was home, alive, well, and only slightly damaged. There were no words for quite some time, the three of you lying on the floor and just holding one another. Finally, you could hear twin heartbeats all around you again, always seeming to be in sync. Wherever Ingo was, you thought, their hearts must have always still been beating at the same pace. Finally, you lifted your head to hold Ingo's cheek, giving it a little rub over with your thumb. You kissed him tenderly, as if he were a delicate glass sculpture, hardly there. He returned it just as sweet, holding your face in both of his hands. You could feel on your cheeks that these hands had seen many things. They were rough, scarred, calloused, his fingertips slightly rough in texture, but in the best way. Those hands were stronger too, your face feeling the hidden power that lay in each finger all the way down to his palms, wrists, and arms..something had definitely changed about him. Only pulling away once you had run out of air, you kept the distance between you so your lips barely brushed against one another. He was smiling. Ingo, the one who always kept a soft frown, was smiling almost as wide as Emmet. Against his lips, you couldn't help but mumble.
"Welcome home."
Sometimes I put my face up against my dog while he's sleeping to feel his little lungs expand and his little heart beat and I am struck by the beauty of of life and the miracle of nature to evolve for thousands of years just to create one little guy and put him in my house
I am going through deltarune tk art and the amount of art with k_k in it makes me happy
