Permissiontodance Geschichten

ကလေးငယ်‌ရဲ့ချစ်စရာပုံရိပ်များ

Bangtan's lyric with fanchants .

One day while sitting in his Appa's lap, Jeon Jae couldn't help but notice a certain tattoo on his forearm. He knows that his Dad had the same tattoo on his wrist. Jae decides to ask his Appa the meaning of the tattoo. This is that story. Note: This is strictly a work of fiction. This is not to be copied or written in any other languages. Also cross published on A03 by me under same pen name.

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This is just me sharing my experience at the Permission to Dance concert, sharing tips for future concerts, and answering any questions anyone has about the concert.

Playlist

Tahir: I HATE YOU.. CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND.. SO STOP BEHAVING LIKE MY WIFE AND YOUR FAKE CARE!... KYUKI TUM MERI BIWI KABHI NHI BAN PAOGI YE BAAT APNE DIMAG ME GHUSA LO.. ___________ ???: w-why you left me years ago.. p-pata bhi hai kese jiya hu mai t-tumhare bina.. p-please ab m-mat jana.. ruk jao.. m-mujhe chod ke math jao y-yn..

Inspired by the song 'Permission To Dance' by BTS. Back in the 1970s, a young student and a young man have to live with prejudice, hatred and, above all, exclusion. Because society badmouths everything that is different. So what if both are different? Each in their own way? SHE knows how to flee, but HE hasn't been in America too long to have found a retreat. There is nowhere he can escape the hatred of his fellow human beings. But somehow fate brings HIM and HER together in a very specific place. And in the end SHE might be right after all? You Don't Need Permission To Dance. A small one-shot that was also written for a contest :) Hope you like it ^~^

🧺 ⁝ 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 ! ❛ cause when we fall we know how to land ❜ SHE WANTED A CHALLENGE, SO THEY PUT HER IN A GROUP WITH ALL BOYS. ©𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑚𝑠 • 𝟮𝟭 𝟬𝟳 𝟮𝟭.

"He leans forward, covering his mouth and whisper, "Only I can look at my babygirl, like that." He quickly steps back, straightening his body, the smile never leaving his plump lips. "Oh! Shut up!" I groan, turning away from him but I couldn't walk a step further as He holds me by my arm and pulls me back. My body hits against his. I flinch at the sudden action, the sudden touch of his against my skin. Lips parted slightly, I stare at him. Jungkook's eyes are like a glacier, piercing through me deeply, but something in it was soft and warm as he gazes at me warmly. He moves his hand on my cheek, sliding to my neck, wrapping his fingers around them; not in a choking way though. He licks his bottom lip, smirking right after. Jungkook tells me the same thing, He has said so many times that i have even lost count, "I'm your bad boy, all yours"