Byul قصص

Kim Byul, a quiet sixteen-year-old girl who prefers silence over attention, finds her world slowly unraveling when she crosses paths with her cousin's best friend, Ahn Keonho- the one person she was never supposed to notice... yet the only one she can't seem to ignore.

Just a bunch of incorrect quotes 😙✌🏻

Selenophile (n) a person who loves the moon

YOU IS A NASTY ASS BIH WITH A SHORT SUPPLY OF MOONSUN IF U READ DIS SHIT. (haha edit i hate myself this isnt actually a moonsun fic its just a mamamoo crack fic #wakemeupinside) . . . . . . Lmfao don't read this i just write this when i'm bored and want to spill my minds content on a piece of paper don't do this to urself m8

just a mamamoo chatfic. there's probably gonna be some moonsun and wheesa in here.

FMV - Fan Making Video

we met again for a day, it was just like a movie. // angst, pain, romance

"who is she?" "ah, the rapper? she's moonbyul of mamamoo." "oh." "she's a 92 liner." "really?" // my first ever btsmoo fanfic! please give it a lot of love =] this is because i rarely see any byulyi x seokjin fanfiction stories, i decided to make one on my own! =D

SHORT STORIES #mondaycouple #fanfic #kwangmong #runningman #gary #jihyo #kwangsoo #Haha #runningman This story began at the Art International College . Art International College has do an exchanged student for every year.She like to think too much when silence but in the class she was being an active student. Her name is Jihyo.Class 6A-A was very noisy when lecture come late. The most noisy student is Kwangsoo and his bestfriend Haha who was very playful student.Kwangsoo and Haha always do the trick to all their classmate. What will happen next? Will Gary manage to handle all of this problem? or will he give up? what will happen to Kwangsoo and jihyo when they are one group ? will kwangsoo fall in love with jihyo? will gary stay with seolhyun? will everything gonna be normal?

This is my trial/experiment of writing a fantasy-themed story. DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A WORK OF IDLENESS, BOREDOM, AND CURIOSITY ** ALL THE PUBLICLY KNOWN ENTITIES USED AND MENTIONED IN THE STORIES ARE NOT MINE AND THEY DO NOT REPRESENT THEIR REALITY. ** THE CHARACTERS, CONCEPT, PLOTS AND ANYTHING ELSE ARE FICTIONAL AND A PRODUCT OF MY IMAGINATION. ** DO NOT, IN ANY WAY, IN ANY PLATFORM, DISTRIBUTE, REPOST, OR COPY THE STORIES. EXPECT ERRORS AND FLAWS. I'M ROOTING FOR FLUFFS BUT WHO KNOWS. THE PHOTOS USED ARE FROM GOOGLE, PINTEREST, AND CAN BE FROM MOONBYUL'S IG. THE EDITS ARE MINE.

"one more chance, yongsun. please?" the taller begged, sobbing as she held onto the elder's wrist with a strong grip. "it's too late, byulyi. you've had several chances." the other scoffed, snatching her arm out of the younger's hand and marching out of their apartment - slamming the door after herself.

It's been three years. The chapter should've been closed, if only life didn't made a way for them to meet again.

"I hate myself in the mirror"

a JinByul one-shot ♥ p.s. this' shitty i know, i'm sorry 😩😅😂

Un demonio llamado Tabris fue enviado desde el infierno a la Tierra para robar el alma de una chica, ella, una joven cantante que sería conocida por su público como Solar. Se le obligó a Tabris a transformarse en una identidad humana para poder mezclarse entre ellos y a ser llamada por todos como Moonbyul. La misión de Tabris como Moonbyul era clara, conseguir la confianza de Solar para poder acercarse a ella y conseguir su alma. ¿Para qué? o ¿Por qué? Ella no lo sabía; sólo sabía que, como un demonio inferior, había recibido órdenes de un demonio de alto rango al que le debía obedecer. No sería tan difícil para un demonio como Tabris, que muy poco respeto le tenía a estos insignificantes, según ella, seres creados para la entretención de seres superiores, pero para su desgracia, esta chica no era tan común y vulgar como los humanos que conocía. Y a Gabriel dijo el Señor: Ve a ellos, a esos bastardos, réprobos y nacidos de fornicación, y aniquila de entre los hombres a éstos y a los hijos de los vigilantes. Sácalos, azúzalos unos contra otros, que ellos mismos se destruyan luchando, pues no han de ser largos sus días. Y todos te rogarán por sus hijos, mas nada se concederá a sus padres, pues esperaron vivir casi eternamente; que habría de vivir cada uno de ellos quinientos años. (Libro de Enoc, 10:9, 10).

August sipped away like a bottle of wine 'Cause you were never mine

A collection of MoonSun one-shots based on true events and peppered with some imagination.