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Curse.19 Halloween

[First] [Previous] [Masterlist] [Next]  Pairing: Prince!Jin x Reader Rating: PG Words: 1.3k

Summary: A modern-day fairy tale whereby seven young princes born under King Bang’s greed cannot find true love. Unless they break a special spell, called the ‘Bang curse’. In order to break the curse Prince Seokjin must be loved by a ‘Blue’ blood, by a royal. That seems almost impossible when you have a pig nose. (based off the movie Penelope)

You were packing. After an arrangement to let you stay in a hotel if you cleaned the rooms. But it was time to go, you had a chance out of town to work on a farm picking fruit. As it had free lodgings you would be stupid not to try for the job. Ever since Seokjin stepped out into the world he was everywhere, all the billboards and magazines, everything had his face.

You decided to stop going outside when they started making Pig Prince costumes that were a pig nose and the blue royal coat. You were so proud of him, and you hoped his new life would be one full of love. Plans had changed and you had started playing the piano again. The hotel loved that you could play for the dinner guests.

Speaking of the hotel, they were holding a massive halloween party and there was music pumping and the ballrooms were packed with people of all ages dancing and drinking. You had promised to play an eerie piece for the piano but you were unsure if you could make it. Seeing all those imitations of the man you loved was just cruel.

Chest tightening at the thought of all those chances you could have taken to tell Jin how you felt, the guilt setting in and pricking at your eyes. You had a few last things to pack, one of them was the silk handkerchief given to you by the young boy on christmas. A mix of broken memories and the coincidence of the royal crest and his initials lead you to believe that Seokjin was in fact the young boy.

Reaching for your jeans, you had worn these the day you stepped foot into the castle. Smiling at the thought that those girls were so gullible. Sitting on the bed, allowing yourself to reminisce about everything from the beginning how amazing it felt to feel the buds of love bloom in your chest. But the water had run dry and those flowers were wilting at a painfully slow place.

There was  a knock at the door. Pulling you from the depths of your bitter mind. Walking across the room the floors vibrating with the brass and percussion a few floors below. The door handle is sturdy and cold and when you open it you receive a metaphorical punch to the stomach. Standing there are two young men, one dressed as the joker, his face distorted with white makeup.

The other was the face you had been avoiding, a young man dressed as the eldest prince Kim Seokjin. He wasn’t far off, you honestly had seen some really atrocious attempts at imitating the prince, this one could almost pass. He had broad shoulders but he was a little off the fake nose didn’t sit right on his face.

“Hello there, My friend here needs to pee, can he borrow your toilet. He will leave as soon as he is done?”

“Uh sure…” You said assuming you would be leaving anyway.

“Sweet dude I will be at the punch bowl don’t take too long”

He went into the bathroom and the guy spoke in what you assumed was the prince's accent, it seemed too much of an exaggeration, but it made you smile. “This is a pretty cool party, are you not going to dance?”

There was something nostalgic about talking through the walls. “Uh not my scene, I just have to make an appearance before I leave”

“Leave?” His voice showed his curiosity and you froze the mannerisms and tones matching the man you tried to repress from your thoughts. “Are you headed somewhere?”

“Out to the country, I am going to pick strawberries?” You wouldn’t lie, you used that as a fishing line hoping he would bite, the real Seokjin never failed to mention his uncle had a strawberry farm. “Getting away from the city”

“What is the rush?” His voice emerged with him into the main room and he gave a brilliant smile, his lips plush. Taking a cup from the cabinet and pouring some fresh water, he asked, “Are you running from something or someone?” 

“Someone definitely, there is someone I have been running into, his face is on every billboard and magazine, he is everywhere” You huffed throwing your jeans into the suitcase. “So, I have to leave?”

“You sound like you really hate the guy?” He gave a soft chuckle and you nodded with a grin.

“He was a horrible person when it came to things concerning himself. Always putting himself down, he loved his family well most of them and he had stupid laugh” You said wheeling your suitcase out the door.

“You don’t seem to hate him?” He pressed and you sighed the elevator doors opening and the two of you stepped in and headed to the ground floor. 

“It was complicated?” You rubbed your neck looking anywhere but at him which was hard considering the glass walls reflected him everywhere. 

“He loved bath bombs, and dramas. He was the type of guy who wanted that moment in a drama, where the two leads kiss and the camera’s spin slowly. And then something magical would happen which would break a spell or heal the character somehow.”

“You didn’t want that?” He asked, eyeing you as the doors opened.

“I couldn’t give him the magical moment, I could never be his leading lady, no matter how badly i wanted to be.” You strode from the elevator and headed to the ballroom.

“If you could meet him again what would you do?”

“I would tell him that he is perfect, he doesn’t need to change for anyone. People are born different everyday and our differences make us unique.” You laughed, handed, walked towards the Piano waving to the Live band and they nodded fading the music down. Taking your time you began playing for the live singer, he sat watching you and you looked at him. “This was his favourite song,” 

You played the soft bridge and you smiled up at him, “you asked me what I would do if I could meet him again” You smiled looking back at the keys cheeks red. “I would tell him I love him.”

The drums came in loud as you were ripped from the piano and turned to face him and he kissed you, you almost pushed him away when you felt the familiar soft lips against yours. He tasted the same, kissed the same, there was the softest raspberry buttercream aroma on his clothes you were clutching in your hands.

Your heart felt like it was going to implode from the tight pressure surrounding it. “I knew it was the piano, but you had to pretend like you couldn’t play” He pouted

“Jin?” You sniffed tears trickling from your eyes, “I thought you were getting married?”

“I skipped out in the middle of the ceremony, ran down the altar as fast as I could” His windshield wiper laugh was everything you needed in this moment.

“I can’t break the curse” You sniffed “I am sorry, I am not—”

“Don’t worry, it turns out any love from a blue blood counts, Taehyung broke the curse” he whipped off the fake plastic nose and you jumped back a little nervous, he was so perfect. You reached up cupping his cheek, your thumb brushing the tip of his nose affectionately. “I thought you had something to tell me”

“I love you,” You mumbled looking at his blue jacket and heard him chuckle the song coming to an end with the cries of the live singer.

“I know who wouldn’t, when I am this handsome” He smirked, winking at you and you smacked a fist into his chest and turned to leave and he swept you up once more kissing your lips softly and whispering words that made your head spin. “I love you too.”

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photography and boba (pjm x reader)

a/n: this is jimin’s drabble for the bubble tea series!! this series is almost coming to an end, which makes me a bit sad, as i have had so much fun writing the drabbles and making the headers!! thank you to everyone who has supported me in my writing endeavors, i love you all so much!! your kind words make my heart warm, and they also inspire me to keep writing! 

genre: fluff, tooth-rooting fluff, a bit cheesy 

rating: g (for all audiences) 

word count: 100+ 

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(in which jimin wants to take pictures of you drinking your boba because he thinks you look beautiful doing so) 

you fought to hide the blush that was creeping onto your cheeks as your boyfriend, park jimin, continued to take photos of you drinking your strawberry boba tea. “w-what are you doing?” “taking pictures of my gorgeous girlfriend, what does it look like?” he replied casually, taking yet another photo. “d-do you have to take photos now? i’m not even doing anything.” “yes you are. you’re sitting across from looking as beautiful as ever.” your face flushed scarlet. “w-will you ever stop being so cheesy?” “nope. no can do, angel. you signed up for it when you agreed to date me.” you rolled your eyes. “you’re making it seem as if i signed a contract or something.” “well, maybe you did, you just don’t know it.” he teased. “w-whatever. j-just stop taking photos.” “why? i just want to take photos of my beautiful girlfriend.” he whined, and you fought the urge to smile at how adorable jimin looked, his bottom lip jutting out in a pout. you sighed internally. you knew that there was no way to convince him to stop, and if you didn’t allow it, jimin would probably sulk about it for the rest of the day. 

“f-fine.” jimin’s face practically lit up. “but, this is the last time i’ll let you do this, ok?” “ok ok fine.” after what seemed like forever, jimin stopped taking photos, and you practically breathed out a sigh of relief when he finally put his camera away, placing your now empty drink on the table. “finally. that was torturous.” jimin laughed. “why? was it really that bad?” “i just don’t like getting my picture taken, ok? i’m not photogenic, you are.” “i know, thank you.” you rolled your eyes. “you’ve been hanging out with jin too much. i told you not to learn those things from him.” “oh? are you mocking me?” “i’m not!” you laughed. “yes you are! you just repeated what i said in the vlive i did with jungkook!” “so? i can’t say that?” you teased. jimin huffed out a frustrated sigh. “no, no you can’t. you’re using my own words against me, which, by the way, is very cruel.” 

“ok ok, i won’t say it anymore.” jimin grinned, clearly satisfied with the fact that you had given in to his request. you glared at him playfully, tossing a used napkin at him, which he dodged with a smile. “what? are you mad at me now?” “well, kind of. you tricked me!” the corner of jimin’s lips curved into a small smirk. “i’m a slytherin for a reason, babe.” 

after you had waited for jimin to finish his boba tea, (which he had neglected after getting caught up in taking pictures of you), the two of you made your way back to the apartment, where the other members were waiting, as you had both agreed to a movie night with all of them. you walked hand in hand with jimin, occasionally stealing glances every now and then. you had always thought that it was a bit unfair how effortlessly gorgeous he was. his newly dyed raven hair was messy and a few strands fell across his forehead, his face was makeup free and practically glowed, and he made the gray sweater, black jeans and black boots look as if he’s just stepped off the cover of a fashion magazine. “how do you always look so effortless?” you mumbled under your breath. “i don’t know angel, you tell me.” jimin teased. you felt your face flush scarlet at the use of an endearment once again. jimin let out a soft laugh as he leaned over to press a gentle yet loving kiss on your cheek. “i love you, you know that right?” you nodded, turning to bury your face into his shoulder, your blush deepening. sure, your boyfriend was a bit sneaky and shameless, but those were just some of the many reasons why you loved him. 

a/n: uh this was so bad anyways my next drabble will be jungkook’s, which will be the conclusion to the bubble tea series:((( im so sad that this series is coming to an end, but i am so excited to continue writing stories for all of you!! thank you to everyone who has supported me and my writing,much much much love to you!!! 

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The Male Gaze

The term male gaze was first coined by scholar Laura Mulvey in her essay Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema. Devised in the early seventies the theory was a rampant rejection of the male dominant society. Mulvey argued that the “pleasure in looking has been split between active/male and passive/female” implying that visual pleasures of Hollywood cinema are based on “voyeuristic” and  form of looking. As a result the ways in which these looks are structured the spectator is led to identify with the male protagonist in the narrative, and thus with his objectification of the female figure via the male gaze. The fashion and film industries are long intertwined with similarities characterised in reference to the male gaze - in particular fashion imagery. In an article by an0ther magazine Charlotte Jansen, author of Girl on Girl, argued that “the history of depicting women’s bodies as objects of heteronormative desire is so long-established and so widespread that our eyes are trained to pick up cues”, suggesting the ubiquitous influence of the male gaze remains dominant in the analysis, subconsciously the sexual appeal, of any female appearing in photography. 

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Harry Styles by Willy Vanderperre

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