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polaris. (taekook)

starlight, star bright

Taehyung loved watching over them.

He loved perching at the end of his star, peering over the clouds to peek at the humans. Every day, he would always set aside time to observe them, eyes always sparkling in interest at whatever they did.

They were so… beautiful.

Afficher davantage

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Finally finished the second BTS fanart series! Here’s BTS with girlfriend aaaannnd… um… a couch. Hope you all enjoy it as much as the first one ^__^

Please don’t repost or edit

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Jimin carrying Jin!!!

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stop reading fanfiction jimin…

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“ Do I like you …..??? ” ©

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jikook || no more waiting

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Heechul only being interested in the backside of Bora

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my fanart for jhope bday project on @rejoiceofhope you can check the details on http://hoperejoice.tumblr.com <3 

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Which will you choose?

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fanart ☆ suga | pen sketch in my notes posted on twt please do not edit or repost without permission

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jungkook// ice cream and cake cake cake

for salou

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MiniMini  Mini Album Repackage Ver.

Standard Ver. HERE

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withyoongi(.)tumblr(.)com post/118959002712/ghost-yoongi-but-instead-of-haunting-you-he-just :O idk you can use this if you want??

Ghost Yoongi but instead of haunting you he just leaves you cute love notes.

((h uh))

yoonmin - secret admirer

jimin peels the blue sticky note off of his binder. “stop drinking milk,” he reads. “you should stay shorter than me. since you’re cuter.”

jimin wrinkles his nose. “what the…” he’s about to toss it when he stops and takes another look at it. since you’re cuter. he purses his lips and looks at the bottle of milk beside him. 

“fine,” jimin sighs to no one and sitting on the window sill, unseen, yoongi grins. 

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jimin finishes his lap and bends over, panting. he jogs over to his water bottle only to find a pink post it note stuck to the cap. 

“you look hot when you exercise nice muscles. brat.” jimin laughs when he reads it. looking around, he wonders if his secret admirer is still watching and flexes a bicep. 

yoongi falls out of a tree when he sees it but thank god ghosts don’t feel pain anymore. 

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“don’t cry. who gives a shit about those bastards,” jimin reads, wiping at the tears on his cheeks. he buries his head in his hands, trying to make himself as small as possible. bruises shine dark and purple against his arms and legs. it’d been a mistake to come out, he shouldn’t have –

he throws the post it note away. “what the fuck is a secret admirer if he just sends you notes and won’t even come out to protect you when the whole school hates your guts,” jimin mutters angrily. he stands up, painfully stretching his arms and legs. he’ll go to class and meet another wave of spitballs and he’ll have to pretend like he doesn’t want to die inside. 

yoongi was sitting in front of jimin the entire time he was crying, transparent fingertips trying to brush away the tears on jimin’s face. when jimin leaves the bathroom, he walks right through yoongi and yoongi looks sadly at the floor, wishing things were different. 

–

jimin no jimin don’t do it! yoongi wants to scream but there’s nothing he can do he’s a ghost there’s nothing – 

he can only watch as jimin says one last prayer and jumps. 

“JIMIN!” he screams and he disappears, reappearing at the bottom of the building but there’s nothing he can do. jimin lays on the floor, a dark pool of blood staining the concrete and yoongi falls to his knees. “no, no, no, no, no,” he says brokenly and jimin lets out a breathless laugh. 

“wow,” he says. “my secret admirer’s a ghost?” 

yoongi blinks at him. “you can see me?” 

“sorta. very faintly. you’re getting clearer and clearer though. must be because i’m dying.” 

tears begin to fall from yoongi’s eyes. “you shouldn’t have done that. you could have lived a long, happy life.” 

“sorry i’m too weak,” jimin says. “did i disappoint my secret admirer?” 

yoongi shakes his head. “it’s my fault i couldn’t protect you.” 

jimin blinks slowly. he’s losing consciousness. “it isn’t anyone’s fault but mine.” he lifts a hand to brush yoongi’s face but loses energy and it falls limp again. but nevertheless, he’d touched yoongi and that makes yoongi cry harder. “ah…you’re so pretty.” 

people begin to crowd around jimin now and someone calls for an ambulance but it’s too late, too late, and nobody sees yoongi on his knees crying, long after they take jimin’s body away. 

ghosts aren’t supposed to feel pain anymore but yoongi feels like he’s just died a second time.

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yoongi flits through the days boredly. no one else has, and will ever, catch yoongi’s interest and he whiles his days away thinking of what he would have written for jimin today. 

on his nineteenth birthday: “our jiminnie is finally an adult, huh? still cute though. brat.” 

on his graduation day: “you finally made it, kid. congratulations!” 

his first girlfriend: “ahhh, this hurts my heart, jiminnie T^T but if she makes you happy, then i’m glad for you. don’t mess up the first kiss, brat!” 

and he wouldn’t have written any more notes for jimin after that in fear that it would scare jimin. but he would have watched over that boy for the rest of his life, wishing that jimin would be happy and smiling every day. 

it’s been five years now. jimin would have been twenty-three.

yoongi still visits jimin’s grave every year to leave him a green post it note.

i love you, park jimin. i miss you.

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“hello there, secret admirer!” 

yoongi spins around at the familiar, achingly familiar voice.

“jimin?” he stares. 

“in the…ghostly flesh!” jimin grins. “ahh i finally get to meet you! i’ve been waiting so long, haha.” 

“ji…min…” 

“that’s me!” jimin says and his smile is just as bright as yoongi remembers. “so what’s your name, secret admirer?” 

yoongi reaches out a hand and touches jimin’s cheek. it feels solid under his fingertips. they’re of the same dimension now. “i’m…min yoongi.” 

“nice to meet you, hyung,” jimin grins, eyes curving into crescents. “i’m a little in love with you.” 

“same here…” yoongi says, voice shaky with emotion. “brat.”

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when all jungkook wants to do is speak

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maknae line on their hobi hyung’s birthday

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precious ;;