these are bad for my heart
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August rain | myg ✔ by bangtancha
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It happened in August. One morning she was here, laughing and singing by his side, and the next morning, she was gone. It took a single day for her to disappear, for her to leave an empty space in their apartment and in his heart. Her smell still lingered over the towels of the bathroom, the covers of their bed she had neatly folded, that last morning, still laid untouched on her side, and the flowers she had put in a vase on the dining table were slowly withering away. He had never seen it coming, that she would be gone so fast. He never expected that she could vanish from his life the way she had appeared, so suddenly and unexpectedly. He had never expected it, that he could be left all alone after knowing what it was like to be with her. It happened in August, but the clouds would linger over him for a long time. Min Yoongi AU. Cover by @myoxotis
Blood Ink ✔️ by pocketbangtan
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"That's my tattoo, Y/N, on your body. You know exactly what that means." BTS Jungkook x Reader tattoo artist AU gang AU Thanks and credits to all of the original artists of the amazing edits and fan arts, as well as the creator of the cover @namjoonkie and original artist @diatybx?❤️ Highest Ranking: [#1 in Fanfiction]
seen | jihope by soft-hoseok
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⇢ in which jimin is annoyed by someone over text - #127 in fanfiction 160924 | ©soft-hoseok 2016
Romeo & Julia - M.G by honungssmulan
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"Jag heter Martinus", säger han. "Jag brukar säga att jag är hälften av en stridare. Tolka det hur du vill. Välkommen, Minerva. Du är vacker." "Vår alldeles egna Martinus", utropar Marcel samtidigt som ett rökmoln lämnar hans torra läppar. "Han charmar oss alla, inte sant, Juliett?" "Minerva, heter jag", påminner jag honom. "Det var en metafor min sköna, en metafor."