.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚ Tell me a lie. Whisper it soft enough that I almost believe you. Call it love if you want or don't call it anything at all. Just kiss me in the dark and let me forget my own name by the time the sun comes up. Because this isn't forever. It can't be. We can get drunk on wandering hands and stolen cigarettes, on insults that sound like affection, on silences that stretch too long to be safe. And tomorrow, when it hurts less to pretend, we'll act like none of it mattered. We'll shrug, we'll smirk, we'll turn away. You'll throw your cards on the table (sarcasm, smirk, shoulder shrug) and I'll follow, reckless as always, even though we both know the ending. You'll let me. Because that's what you do: you let me, even when it costs you. Break my heart, or I'll break yours first. Either way, it was always going to end like this. Because somewhere out there, there's a blonde other. The ghost I'll always run back to. And you - you'll know it. You'll see it. You'll let it happen anyway, because for whatever little time we have, it's still real. And when it's over, you won't say you told me so. You'll just light another cigarette, watch me walk away and wear that look; the one that says you knew all along. But until then? Kiss me in the dark. gilmore girls oc x jess mariano & tristan dugray season 2 - onwards (smut warning!)

𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕪 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕥𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕒𝕕 𝕝𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕀𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕎𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕨 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕨 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕀 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕨𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕕 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜 ***** On October 8th, 1984, Lorelai Gilmore gave birth to two perfect girls, the first came into the world fighting, screaming as loud as she could, dark eyes welling up with tears. The second was quiet, gazing at the world with curious blue eyes. The first was named Daniella which was quickly shortened to Dani, and the second was Lorelai like her mother, nicknamed Rory. The twin's father came bursting into the room, a grin painted on his boyish face and the nurse handed him Dani. And so, Dani was raised by her father, on the back of a motorbike, flitting between boyfriends like her father went from woman to woman. Dani was blue jeans and gold chains, she was blue streaks in brown hair, she was stormy blue eyes and laughter, late nights and cigarette smoke, love and hate, she was music and poetry, she talked Spanish to birds and French to cats, preferred beer over coffee and was addicted to anything strawberry flavored, she was long road trips and short kisses, movie nights and drunk karaoke. She was everything Rory wasn't and in her dad's eyes she was perfect. ***** 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖 𝕛𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕘𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕜𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕖𝕡 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪

"Kiss me again." "No." "I'm not asking you Changbin, I'm telling you. Now, kiss me again!" "You're drunk and we shouldn't be doing this. You don't know what you're saying, we'll talk about it in the morning." "I won't have the courage in the morning!" "It wasn't supposed to end up like this."

Author: kpopfanfictrash Pairing: Yoongi / Reader (female) Rating: 18+ Warnings: bondage, dirty talk, switch!Yoongi, obscene levels of sarcasm Word Count: 22,306 Summary: Min Yoongi is many things: renowned archaeologist, versatile hat-wearer, on a bit of an unlucky streak with his work and kind of an ass. What he isn't, is fluent in Latin. Meaning, Yoongi can't quite determine if he's being led astray on his most recent archaelogical expedition. Enter you, cultural linguist and all-around badass. The goal? Treasure. The means? Your teensy, tiny car. The problem? Min Yoongi is so damn annoying, you might just kill him first. Original Tumblr Post: https://kpopfanfictrash.tumblr.com/post/177422410476/romancing-the-tome-m

"Excusez-moi. Parles-tu coréen?" "Oui. Why?" I asked, switching to Korean. He breathed a sigh of relief, his lips curling into an awkward yet grateful smile, "Thank you so much. I've been so confused." I chuckled, "New to the French life?" He nodded sheepishly, "Very. I came here for a one year foreign exchange program. I can barely speak anything, I've been practicing that one phrase the whole time." "Well...then it's a good thing you ran into me. Let's start with our first lesson! Saying who we are. To introduce yourself, you say 'je m'appelle' which basically means 'my name is.' So...je m'appelle Suji. Et toi? That means 'and you?'" He gulped, "Je m'appelle Yoongi?" I clapped my hands excitedly, "Parfait! You're a natural! I think you and I are going to have some fun!" *I thought I'd show off my French skills in this, but I know not everyone speaks French. Don't worry, the book will not entirely be in French at all. If there are phrases of French in the chapter, I will translate them at the top in a word bank! Maybe you guys can pick up a bit of French too 😊 *Also disclaimer, I'm not French. I'm learning it in school so if anyone speaks native French and sees something off lmk! Cover creds: @SolanaStellaLuna

Letters to Reality now available as a paperback book on Amazon and other stores: link in bio! love letters to seven boys anyone would find hard to forget. #1 in poetry #13 in loveletters [ inspired by To all the Boys i've Loved before ]

[mature] She didn't know who she was texting. • • Jae is a twenty-one year old Korean-American university student whose life is just ordinary. Struggling through the confines of cultural differences between her lifestyle and ethnicity, Jae finds herself through social media outlets and the integration of k-pop into her American life. Jungkook is a twenty year old singer, dancer and producer of the Korean-Pop idol group, BTS (방탄소년단). He works over twelve hours a day and has almost every second of his life circulating around social media. Jungkook, with newly found dating privileges, is slow to trust another person with his personal life and thoughts. Follow Jae and Jungkook through a love-story heavily motivated by social media and press. • • This work is purely a book of fiction. All names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Copyright © 2018 by narcotichobi :･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ *:･ ┊　　┊　　┊　　┊ ┊　　┊　　┊　　 ☾ ┊　　┊　　 ✩ ┊　　 ☾ ✩ #1 jungkook #1 bangtan #1 bts #1 kpop

"Don't follow me if you want to go to heaven." Eunsook thinks that every man in the world is trash... Will Jungkook be able to change that belief? [Seven deadly sins AU] Book 1 of "Love rules all sins" series Alternative title: {"Tears of the stars"} Highest ranking: #1 in jungkook (out of 1.92k stories) #1 in jeonjungkook (out of 1.95k) #3 in romance (out of 1.96k) #4 in love (out of 1.89k) Mature content. Do not read if you're uncomfortable or underaged. This is a work of fiction. Do NOT copy or plagiarize! Copyright © enasthetic

Jeon Jeongguk is a computer science major working as a pizza delivery boy, and you are an uninspired published author who has just started an art degree. When you realise that the delivery boy is your old high school crush, he keeps coming back, but with more to offer than just puff pastry and vegetarian supreme. Though little did he know that he would end up giving you something much more that flips both of your worlds completely upside down in the form of two blue lines and nine months.