happy birthday to our winter prince, taehyung 💜

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happy birthday to our winter prince, taehyung 💜

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he is so cute
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“euphoria. serendipity. singularity. epiphany.”
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“if it’s for you, I can act like [I’m happy] even when [I’m sad].”
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Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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“baby, I don’t care if I get [drunk], I’ll drink you in...”
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info: jikook, teen+, android/post-apocalyptic au genre: angst, romance | word ct: 14k warnings: abuse against androids, repressed memories summary: a songbird rises and falls, with no one there to catch it. it spends decades alone, withering away in a rotting city. a shell of what it once was. and then jimin finds it, finds the songbird named jeongguk, and suddenly the silence the songbird had become accustomed to was so loud he couldn’t stand it anymore. jimin finds a songbird that had only known sorrow, and decided to be kind.
and helped the songbird rise again.
or: a sleeping beauty au where only jimin finds jeongguk beautiful
Canary: an android created before the Surge. A domestic model intended to sing children to sleep. Production of humanoid models began in 271 Golden but was halted soon after once their purpose was deemed irrelevant to the progress of the Nation. Almost all humanoid models were scrapped and those that remained were either thrown out or forgotten once the Capital fell.
Their rise and fall in popularity became known as the death of the songbird.
A little boy stood still in a field of untamed wildflowers, like a photograph taken during a time long forgotten. He didn’t move as the wind danced around him, he didn’t even flinch when it tossed his hair with its wistful nature. The boy, almost oblivious to the wonders he was surrounded by, was too busy watching perfect white clouds drift across the pristine blue sky. He reached his hand up towards them, sunlight peered through his tiny fingers and his brown irises blossomed into breathtaking marigolds. As his eyelids fluttered shut, he began to hum an age old tune while he basked in the warmth of a summer sun.
is anyone there?
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cutieeeee