𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓷'𝓼 𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓫𝓵𝓻. (closed)

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[ashstfu]

mass appeal isn’t a synonym for value. just because something is everywhere doesn’t mean its meaningful and just because something is niche doesnt make it profound. taste isn’t about what’s popular or obscure; its about discernment, intention and the ability to articulate why something moves you. its not about being above the crowd or lost in it, its about not needing either to validate ur eye

[brunetteg1rl]

“sweet and soft as summer, darlings, maple trees in bloom and grass green in the sunny places—”

peter s. kroyer // willard metcalf // daniel garber // emily dickinson, in a letter to susan gilbert

[ggukkieland]

📚BTS Fic Reads - 2021 June Pt. 2 | JJK

These are all May-June readings (so there’ll be a lot) since I went for this compilation project instead for my blogiversary. 

Fics are not mine. Credits go to all the writers. Please show them love by reblogging and/or commenting on their work 🥰

🌷 June 2021 Fic Reads Part 1:  Other Members

includes Ongoing Series (Jungkook’s too)

Tip: If link doesn’t work, click on author and go to their masterlist

S - smut | F - fluff | A - angst | 🌷 - with reaction, if this helps (though not all since I am more of a reader and a lazy writer)

🥕 Two-shots | Completed Series

A Call + All Mine @follovvthelight - two shot [2/2] | 5.4k | idol au, established relationship, had these long distance relationship vibes due to nature of JK’s work, secret relationship | f, s  🌷

An Ode to a Broken Heart @smoochkooks - drabble series [6/?] includes prologue | 7.9k+ | unrequited love (💔OC), Bestfriend AU, Jungkook is in a relationship, writer!OC | a (heavy because of unrequited themes) 🌷

Baby, My Baby @pjimims - series [10/10] | 40.7k | Single Dad AU, sort of Exes AU, falling out, starcrossed type of love (their past), Nanny!Reader | a, f  🌷

Blue Raspberry @/strawbxxymilk (deactivated but fic is still on ao3) - drabble series [3/?] | 3.9k | College AU, fuckboy au, undefined relationship but he’s whipped for OC | s, f 🌷

Caught @parkdatjimin - drabble series [11/11] | 16k | roommate au, awkward situations, crack/humor, slow burn, pining | f, slight a 🌷

DILF!JK series @taesinferno - drabble series [9/?] | 7.2k+ | parenting au, dad au, husband au, established relationship | s, f 🌷

Heartbreak Anniversary @pbandjk - two shot | 5k | Exes AU, Divorce AU, There’s Only One Bed trope, Parents AU 🌷

Knuckles, Knuckles 2 + Couples Workout @minyfic - drabble series [3/3], but can be continued | 4.2k | college au, fuckboy!jungkook but shy around OC, crack/humor, eventual established relationship (couples workout)  | f, implied s 🌷

Lacuna + Thantophobia @gold-gguk - two shot | 8.3k | idol au, established relationship, long distance relationship (ldr) troubles, JK leaving OC for tour, second part focused on him coming back (but OC is not as clingy) | a  🌷

Laundry Room + Delivery @bts-bookstore - two shot | 9.5k | college au, fuckboy au, OC plays hard to get | s (post-two shot couple situation explained here by the author) 🌷

Lemon Donuts, Sunny Side Up, We Got a Match(a) @jjkthclub - drabble series [3/3] | 3k | bestfriend au, secret identity (sort of) | f 🌷

Oblivious to Adoration @grinnieyoongi - series [6/?], just the epilogue left | 18k+ | bestfriend AU, fwb au, secret relationship, mutual pining, college au | a, f, s (other chapters [02 03 04 05 epilogue - prologue] 🌷

Original Drabble + Welcome to the Show + Babymoon @solarwonux - series [3/3] | 12.4k | Single Dad AU, originally a drabble ““I’m still sore from last night”, established relationship, boyfriend au, slice of life, expecting parents au  | f, s 🌷

Pu$$y Fairy + 02 @angelguk - series? [2/?] | 7.8k | college au, virgin!oc, fuckboy!jungkook, sort of fwb, crack/humor | s, f 🌷

Sweet Talk @/bts-bookstore - series [4/?] | 34.4k+ (series can be read even if ongoing, not cliffhanger-ish) | slice of life, trophy wife!reader (ch 1), CEO!reader, husband au, established relationship, noona!oc, rich!oc, originally OC is Jungkook’s client, rich!OC/JK | s, f  🌷

Tattoo Artist Series @btsracket - series [5/5] | 19k | the sexploits of tattoo artist Jungkook, each one shot features diff OC, one night stand, coworker AU (one of the stories), etc | s 🌷

The Good Soldier @thewanderingalias - series [12/12] | 44k | military au, war au, medic!reader, sergeant!jungkook | a (heavy), s 🌷

Keep reading

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lapis lazuli. (m)

dialogue prompt #12: “Just pretend to be my date”

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: fake dating au, frenemies to lovers, smut

word count: 2,301

warnings: making out, touching, fingering, dom!taehyung, um semi-public(?), reader and taehyung are alone

summary: you are his fake girlfriend for a party. but he is gorgeous in a suit and you look devouring in a dress, and eventually with that your feelings has to come to surface.

a/n: I'm dying of second had embarrassment that's it :]

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“Just pretend to be my date”

He says so casually, trapping you between the wall and his arms, that smug look on his face whenever he is going to manipulate you.

“I said no, Taehyung”, you repeat again, not wanting to get into a series of drama linked to whatever mayhem he is suggesting for. Taehyung needs a date for party hosted by his friend, not that he cared about walking around by himself and oggling beautiful women who would already be there. His ex— a toxic piece of shit is likely to eat up his sanity if he doesn't take a distraction with him. And you are that— a distraction.

“Deal with her yourself. Fuck just leave me alone”, you push his chest, making only a little bit more space between your bodies.

“C’mon babe I'll take you to Gustav’s for dinner”

“Don't call me babe”

“Okay Y/n, I promise. I know how badly you wish to go there. Please?”. Kim Taehyung sure as hell confronts you with the objective of winning you over. Even if it takes bribing you, his puppy eyes plus a mix of intimidation.

Food had been your forte always, and Taehyung suggested he'd take you to the top notch restaurant in the city, something which will cost him a fortune and you wonder then maybe it wasn't that bad. It's just one night. One drama to put up with.

“Fine”, you huff, giving in and he is quick leaning forward for a hug and you squirm off of him.

“Theme is formal. I'll pick you up at 7?”

“Yeah okay”, you still sound very much disapproving that Taehyung makes a mental note to call and check up on your progress several hours before the party. Just in case you decide to ditch him.

“You don't have to call me every damn hour I'm almost ready”, you grit your teeth. Taehyung wasn't clearly kidding about it. You swear every time your phone rings on your vanity. At this point it was merely to piss you off.

They say character comes first, then time. You and Taehyung met in senior year of college, when he came as a transfer student and now a constant in your life when you both work in the same department of your accounting firm. You can say he is your best friend considering the amount of times he was there whenever you needed him, vice versa too. But does he makes you want to karate chop his neck? Also yes. But does he also makes you want to kiss him when he greets you in the morning at work? Painfully yes again.

It was a love-hate relationship. The former of course overpowering always. There were reasons why you denied his requests in the first place. Even though it was a show you put up, you can't help but feel flustered when he links your hands tonight, maybe even hold you close to prove his point. It would be all painful afterwards. And the dinner with him he promised? Fuck you should've said no.

You break of from your thought trance when the door bell chimes. Wrapping your fingers around your purse, you walk to the door and greet Taehyung, dressed in all handsomeness.

“Hello babe...”, he eyes you for a second, “Looking sexy as always”

“You're not too bad yourself”, you tease back, turning around to close the door, also an excuse to calm down the blood rushing to your face. He looks too damn good in a suit.

“Not too bad?”, he fakes the hurt in his sound, “Babe I know you would devour me if you could”.

“Yeah keep your fantasies to yourself. Let's go?”

You are probably full red on your face. Let's just hope that he thinks you overdid your blush on cheeks.

Taehyung seems too consumed in making things as naturally as possible. He opens the car door for you, gives you a flirty smile whenever he can and teasing is much worse than what he was usually capable of.

“Ease up baby, you seem so tense”, he says, while you were too distracted the way his beautiful hands turn the steering. It was completely nonchalant, but absolutely hot to your eyes. You peel your gaze immediately,

“You don't need to ‘baby’ me. We are not at the party yet”

“But we are dating baby”

“Fake dating, Taehyung”, you roll your eyes.

“So? Perhaps you need to resort to calling me sweet names hm? At least call me Tae”, he advices. Not that people are going to observe and calculate your each move. The only people you know are Jimin, a friend of Taehyung you have met a couple of times, and his ex which you equally despised.

There's a moment in past where you pulled a very unnecessary fight, overreacted a bit when Taehyung and his ex started dating. He couldn't make sense of what was happening to you. And you were still to explain. But that was more than an year ago and things have eventually settled to the back of your heads.

Both of you reach the large convention centre, people slurping on their champagne, political discussions and gossips in the air. Taehyung definitely did not fit in a place like this. This was anything but him. Maybe his aura will resemble more to a kindergarten tea party than this commotion.

You know he is here out of his comfort zone to not get his ego hurt. Sometimes he acted like a hormonal teenager than an adult, taking people's opinions to his heart and always self conscious of his aura.

That's why you sit like an insomniac and him still put together at the end of a work day. And that's something Taehyung adored in you.

He hates the place as soon as you enter as well. Maybe this was a mistake. But it's okay. Atleast he's here with you.

“Drinks?”, he speaks first and you shrug, helping yourself to a glass of golden liquid everyone is pouring down their throat.

“There she is”, you whisper out, faintly pointing towards your east with manicured nails towards a lady in her twenties, red lipsticks and expensive dress and trouble fluttering with her eye lashes.

“Fuck”, Taehyung curses, the said women, his ex—Ari, is already taking long strides with her high heels towards your direction. You see a sly grin on her face, which palpitate when she sees Taehyung is here with a date.

“Thought you won't make it”, she muses, she hasn't changed a bit and so is your opinion about her. Not even the slightest pity comes to you even though Taehyung is the one who dumped her over text.

“Well...here we are”. Taehyung stares down at you, and you both share a knowing smile. He is slightly taken aback when you lace your hands on his right arm, closing all gaps between your sides.

“This is Y/n right?...She's your date tonight?”

“Girlfriend”, he corrects, and places his other hand where yours rest on him, “Been dating for a week now”.

“Oh...”. Her painted lips part to say something and closes immediately. She was always competitive with Taehyung, a big reason why they didn't work out. For the matter of her self image, she adds, “I'm here with Mason, you know him right? My best friend?”.

Taehyung simply nods and quite believably Mason stands there in a distance, equally despising the party.

“We are dating as well”, she chirps, “since two weeks”.

It was quite pathetic how she wanted to win over everything and everyone on life. You simply nod until she is walking away and the peace settles in.

From the distance you watch other people, making inside jokes among yourselves. Ari seems to notice that and tries her best to push Mason's buttons to appear more couple-like.

“This turned out to be fun”, you comment genuinely and Taehyung seems to agree.

“Yeah...remember in college? We used to do this quite often at the library”

You giggle, reminiscing over the memories from years back. As work buddies, the bond hasn't drifted apart. But you grew more conserved and adult-ier while Taehyung still stayed the same.

“Oh my God look they are kissing!”, you whisper shout, eyeing to a deserted corner of the room. Ari was practically groping Mason by his collars for a kiss and he was clearly uncomfortable. You feel bad for the friend, how much he had to go through just because of someone he isn't even related to.

Taehyung giggles from above you, and when he looks down his eyes are oddly darker and carrying a different sort of energy, “This wasn't that bad”.

“Yeah”, your voice is wavering and you realise you've been clutching on to Taehyung’s arm all along.

“You want to go outside? It's suffocating here”

“Yes please”

The night is silent and calm. The place has a big ass garden covering all sides and you choose to stand near a bench, just in case your legs start to hurt.

“Did I tell you that you look absolutely beautiful?”

You blush, “You did tell me I look sexy earlier”.

“That too”. You didn't expect this to happen but he was closing the distance. Maybe he is unconscious about it. Maybe it's the alcohol. You don't know. His deft fingers finds the side of your face to tuck strands of your hair away as if to get a better look at your face.

“Baby you make me want to kiss you”. His voice is deeper, the deepest it had ever been according to you. It's like you needed years to process his words. But after a few seconds of no solid sign you nod profoundly.

“Then kiss me Tae”

His other hand is quick to find the small of your back and press you towards him. Ironic enough, he seemed both careful and messy into the kiss. Giving each of your lip attention. For a moment he freezes as to what has happened.

He kissed his best friend.

But are you a friend? Then why did Ari and him fight endless on your name, when Ari pointed out he has feelings for you, why did he beat around the bush?

On the other hand, you had grown impatient and lips are pressed again. And for the time being he throws those anxious thoughts to the back of his head.

For the comfort of straddling him, you push him backwards till he is seated on the bench and your legs on either side of his lap.

“I've wanted to do this for so long”, he moans when you kiss him again, feeling your tongue poking his lower lip.

“Can tell why you and Ari didn't work out”, you tease him, “I wanted this too”.

This was all the confession that it takes. The way he has you cradled around him and the passion in your kiss explains everything else. It was months of confusion and finally finding the light at the end of the tunnel.

A few moment into the sloppy kiss, you try to press your hips against his, which he adamantly stops.

“Patience babe”. He trails his hands along the exposed thighs, since your dress has ridden up a bit, “We are out”.

Squirming is the only answer you give him, pouting at the way he is continuing to tease you anyway, which doesn't really give gravity to what he just said. People were in their best decency (except for Ari of course) a few metres away and both of you are out in the garden with his hand creeping up to the prize between your thighs.

“Tae...”, you moan into his neck when his finger brush against the fabric of your panties.

“Lace? Interesting”

“Fuck. Quit it and do something”.

He listens to the way you take a sharp inhale as he nudges the material aside with his hand and traces the length of your sex.

He is painfully slow, enjoying the way you are slowly breaking apart. It was natural of you to test him back and fall your hands from his shoulders to his dented crotch.

“We don't want that”, he is quick to anticipate the attack and grip your wrist enough to hold it in place.

Before a complain or a swear slips from your lips, his middle finger is seated deep inside your core, making your thighs jump up from the contact.

Curling into your sweet spot, he pleasures you more when your clit is pressed and teased under his thumb.

“Tae- fuck!”. Another finger.

“Hm? You close already? My baby has literally no patience”

“Tae please keep going!”. Your finger digs into his back, but the linen of his suit makes it hard to grip into.

“You're so dirty you know, riding my fingers in public”. Beyond that only you were vocal with variant moans as he picks up the pace. And with an audible moan you creme his fingers, not even the slightest bit of anxiety that people may have heard the last of your sounds. If that's the case though, no more formal parties and more peace of mind.

“Not too bad?”, he teases, remembering your comment from earlier, “It gets better...you'll see”.

“Would love to see that”. You fiddle with his collars and soon enough distracted by the view of his neck, you nibble on the exposed skin.

“You want to get home?”, he asks, a bit breathless.

“Please”

Jimin knows Taehyung doesn't take work to home. So seeing your fucked out blissed faces and the rush in your steps, he is certain things have been well. So he buys whatever odd of a reason you provided and scooted out of the party for an amazing night.

♡ taglist: @yeolkoo @rasprings @dhiyaathaya

Thank you so much for reading!!! ♡♡

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[bxaddie]

— 𝒕𝒂𝒆𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅

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going to take a break from tumblr for a while!! lapis lazuli is still coming out on friday tho!! I've already scheduled it!! I'll be back with more fics. I'll surely concentrate on my writing on a daily basis and make better oneshots!! and maybe a fic/series on my main fic blog!!

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— 𝒕𝒂𝒆𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝑙𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡 𝑥 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅

⤷ don’t repost \ não reposte

like or reblog if you save \ de like ou reblog se salvar

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lapis luzli. (m) | preview

dialogue prompt #12: “Just pretend to be my date”

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: fake dating au, frenemies to lovers, smut

word count: 2,301

warnings: making out, touching, fingering, dom!taehyung, um semi-public(?), reader and taehyung are alone

summary: you are his fake girlfriend for a party. but he is gorgeous in a suit and you look devouring in a dress, and eventually with that your feelings has to come to surface.

date of release: 11.06.2021 at 7am kst

a/n: really happy I'm ahead of my writing schedule on this blog and I'm able to write on a daily basis as well. hopeful of sticking to this routine :)

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preview (wc: 257):

“Theme is formal. I'll pick you up at 7?”

“Yeah okay”, you still sound very much disapproving that Taehyung makes a mental note to call and check up on your progress several hours before the party. Just in case you decide to ditch him.

“You don't have to call me every damn hour I'm almost ready”, you grit your teeth. Taehyung wasn't clearly kidding about it. You swear every time your phone rings on your vanity. At this point it was merely to piss you off.

They say character comes first, then time. You and Taehyung met in senior year of college, when he came as a transfer student and now a constant in your life when you both work in the same department of your accounting firm. You can say he is your best friend considering the amount of times he was there whenever you needed him, vice versa too. But does he makes you want to karate chop his neck? Also yes. But does he also makes you want to kiss him when he greets you in the morning at work? Painfully yes again.

It was a love-hate relationship. The former of course overpowering always. There were reasons why you denied his requests in the first place. Even though it was a show you put up, you can't help but feel flustered when he links your hands tonight, maybe even hold you close to prove his point. It would be all painful afterwards. And the dinner with him he promised? Fuck you should've said no.

♡ taglist: @yeolkoo @rasprings

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「 𝒹𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝓈 」

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Kim Taehyung Rec List

Key : ♡- fluff | ♤- angst | ☆- tw | ☀︎- oneshot | ♪- chaptered

♤,☆,☀︎ Of Mages and Swords by @masterninjacow

♡,☀︎ Simply Meant to Be by @thisbrokenmask

♡,☀︎ Body Pillow by @saladejin

♡,☀︎ Plain Sight by @wtf-yoongi

♡,♤,☀︎ Love, Guaranteed by @gukyi

♡,☀︎ Flawless by @wtf-yoongi

♡,☀︎ Jazz & Flus by @citrusyellow1333

♡,♤,☀︎ Four Weeks by @gukyi

♡,♤,☀︎ The Little Blue Shop on Main Street by @thewanderingalias

♡,☀︎ Sleep by @tearvantae

♡,☀︎ Under the Mistletoe by @englishbreakfasttae

♡,♤,☀︎ The Bedtime Contract by @rosaetae

♤,♡, ♪ Catching a Case of the Doctor Blues by @justimajin

♡,☀︎ All Roads Lead to You by @dulce-pjm

♡,☀︎ When it Rains, it Pours by @baepsaesbae

♡,♤,☀︎ One Way Ticket by @v-hope

♡,☀︎ The Waiter by @tigerlilykoo

♡,☀︎ Thunder Clouds and Lightning by @gukyi

♡,☀︎ Home by @taegularities

♡,☀︎ Cut You Off by @army-author

♡,☀︎ Tuckered Out by @taehoneycheeks

♤,♡,♪ Across the Tracks by @btsmosphere

♡,☀︎ Camp Crush by @suhdays

♡,☀︎ Officer Kim by @mooniyooni

♡,☀︎ Solace by @artaefact

♡,♤,☀︎ Papillon by @readyplayerhobi

♤,♡,☀︎ Slow Motion by @hantaev

♤,♡,☀︎ The Abstract Art of Love by @borathae

♡,☀︎ Agate by @bangtanpromptsfics

♡,☀︎ The Lovers' Gamble by @army-author

♤,☀︎ The World is Down Here by @stayjimin

♡,☀︎ Warm by @juyeoniemyhoney

♡,♤,☀︎ When Your Life Became a Screamer by @moon-write

♡,☀︎ Love at First Sight? by @xiaokoo

♤,♡, ♪ Moirai by @jimlingss

♡,☀︎ Bonding by @moon-write

♡,☀︎ Nesting by @mooniyooni

♡,☀︎ Pouring Rain by @mooniyooni

♤,☀︎,☆ Overruled by @cheeky-kookie

This is nowhere near done and I’ll probably be adding more by the day tbh

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tysm for mentioning my fic 🥺🥺!!! i really treasure it a lottt!! 💜💜💜

[oc-growth-and-development]

WIP check! Copy/paste the last sentence you wrote for your OC with no context

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“We might have to cancel our morning walk tomorrow Moon”

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moonflower.

dialogue prompt #6: “It's 3 o'clock in the morning”

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: established relationships, fluff

word count: 1,550

warnings: making out

summary: a 3am walk in the city with your boyfriend

a/n: got this inspiration from an instagram reel and I wanted to transfer that entire feel into this one shot. hope you guys enjoyy and please drop feedbacks it really boosts motivation!! p.s as soon as I completed this, butter official teaser was released SOOOO EXCITED!!!

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“It's 3 o'clock in the morning”, you take a breath in and resume kissing him, hands tangling in the locks at his nape.

“I know”, he rasps, pulling back to bring your foreheads together, taking a moment to immerse the image of your swollen lips and cold skin of your face “It'll be fun baby”.

You don't know who exactly started kissing. Jungkook came back from his night shift not long ago and he expected you to be asleep. But he was beyond happy to catch you peacefully listening to music and waiting for him, paying attention to arbitrary details of the city still alive below. What began as a welcome kiss soon turned into a brief makeout-session, the first press of his lips against yours truly reminding how much you missed Jungkook throughout the day.

And during small breaks of catching each other's breath, he suggested for a night walk, much like a date since he had been too busy this week.

“Okay”, you huff, still feeling your chest squeezing together to get the normal breathing rate. A smile tugs at his lips and with one final smooch he leaves you to change your clothes into something safe enough for walking through the cold night.

Maybe it's because you had been with Jungkook for so long that you basically adapted a lot of his fashion sense and little habits. When you step out of your small shared apartment, you both look like members of a punk band, all black and leather.

Jungkook smiles down at you, remembering how much you have changed, it felt like you grew bored of colors as well, much of your aesthetics going monochrome at this point. There was a time Jungkook even went worried about it, thinking you were somehow adjusting to him. But you reassured him that he was all the color in your life you needed.

Jungkook interlocks fingers with you, squeezing palms together as he leads the way down stairs.

“Where are we going exactly?”, you ask, an obvious curiosity he hasn't clarified yet.

“I don't know really. We'll figure that out”.

He always had a way with words which made you warm and curious at the same time. You just smile in return and wrap your hands around his leather clad arms and walk along.

You liked this. Dates with no particular destination to be in. Just strolling till your legs are tired, eating street food, getting coffee together or studying at the public library because your apartment is located at a not so silent heart of the city.

And you liked Jungkook very much too. It sometimes feels like lopsided that it demands to overflow from underneath your skin, and sometimes when you are making love to him or cuddling his head close to your chest, you believe he feels it too.

It hits you all of a sudden that you never shared those three words. Never ever uttered them in this two years of relationship and you question them now. Totally random of a realisation just like the day you woke up in a cold sweat accepting to self that you have to confess to Jungkook.

The first place you stop by is a heavily packed food truck selling korean food. It's a usually visited one so Jungkook ask for the customary meal, fire noodles. His favorite of street foods not because there wasn't anything better, he just adored your blush flushed face when you are done.

“Babe?”, he tears open the ketchup and squeezes the content with his chopsticks while watching you, “you good?”.

Apparently you had spaced out, still fueling on the thread of thoughts from earlier. You ground yourself to the present in a jolt, “I'm alright”. You give him a nervous smile.

Jungkook pulls his chair close to yours so that your arms and knees are touching, your skin growing hot despite not touching your noodles yet.

“What are you thinking about hm?”, he demands to know, but not intimidating you more than the point. He busies his hands mixing the ketchup into your noodles instead.

“I love you Jungkook”, you blurt, eyes planted on a random spot on the ground waiting for an outcome.

“And you realized that now baby?”, he chuckles, watching you all shy. He places his noodles from his lap to the table in front to fully face your direction.

“I love you too baby, so much. And I've said that so many times before, when you are sleeping, or when you were not listening. I think I was not as brave as you”, he confesses.

Your chest swells in warmth knowing he had always told you this. You peck his nose and dig into the food, finally able to feel the hunger settling down.

Content with the late night meal, you begin to stroll again after Jungkook laughs and cups your flushed red face. You always hated spicy food as a child but then this is another one of those quirks you caught up being Jungkook’s girlfriend.

“Where do you wanna go baby”, he asks, feeling lost of a trajectory for the date and now you are equally lost too, dwelled in the fact that he will lead the night.

“I don't know”, you state and at the sight of a specific place you continue, “wanna get some drinks?”.

Jungkook immediately giggles, “We both know you lose your mind over half a glass of rum love”.

You knit your brows together for a pout, “Well then you can carry me back home can't you? That would be romantic”, you press yourself to him for no apparent reason.

“Carry you all the way home?”, he muses, holding your whining head softly on his palms while pecking your forehead.

“C’mon Koo then why do you workout for three hours all day? Make some use of your muscle”

“Oh I make plenty use of these muscles and you know it”, he teases back and you smack his arms in response.

After a few very cliche comebacks you both agree to drink the night away. Good thing that Jungkook had a good tolerance to alcohol among you two. Carrying his drunk body single handedly for a smaller human like you would be a tedious task. The math was correct here, and so you start slurping your glass of whatever cheap whiskey they had.

You were enjoying all of this, truly to the core and to the point that you swore there is nothing better to life than this. But Jungkook always felt otherwise.

You see, you are not a rich couple. Just normal millenials who go to college supported with scholarships and debts to pay, several part time jobs and a very low key life where you prioritise your expenses and plan finance together. A couple who has not went on classy restaurant dates in glittery tight fitting dress, or even a sundress and expensive suits. He always wonders about the things that could make you happier and maybe one day he can afford that Italian restaurant you once said is really nice because your sister was proposed by her husband there. You'll look so beautiful in a dress and he can't wait to allure on that.

“Koo?”, you slur, already feeling consciousness leaving your body, “What are you thinking about now hmm?”

He smiles faintly at you swirling his drink and bringing it to his lips to think upon the answer a bit.

“Nothing babe. You look so beautiful right now”, he says.

And immediately you search for a reflecting surface to check yourself out, and that's because you're drunk. Your more sober self usually ends up processing a lot of butterflies at the pit of your tummy.

“I am!?”, you beam, finally able to see a very blurred something of your bummed out face with hair falling over and maybe there's even a little dried drool at the corner of your lips.

“Yeah”, he giggles, scooping you up in his arms for a tight hug, “Let's get home shall we?”

“Carry me pwese”

“C’mon love”, he helps you climb on his back for a piggyback ride, “I'll carry you”.

You tug your limbs a little tighter around Jungkook, he pats under your thigh to loosen up so he can walk. He listens to random mumbles you are whispering to him and he smiles occasionally, carefully paying attention to everything.

“I love you so much sometimes I don't know what to do with myself”, you say and Jungkook stops dead in his track to process the words a bit.

His skin turns red which you can't see and probably you wouldn't mutter such things on your sobering. And he is glad. Glad to know that you are content with what it is. His mind stirs around, his own set of booze blazing the thought further.

“Why did you stop Koo? You tired? Should I carry you?”

“You love me that much?”, he asks, completely dodging your questions.

“Yes. So much”, you kiss his cheeks, pressing down harder then usual to prove your point.

He is convinced you are the one who has a way with the words. You say things which brings him to his knees and you remain so oblivious to it.

“Let's get you home”, he states through a smile.

Thank you so much for reading!! ♡♡

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[ggukkiereads]

🌷 This is just languidly soft and sweet ❤️. It really captured that 'date at dawn' feeling. Or that feeling of just being awake in wee hours of the morning watching the world and you feel like you're the only one awake. Only OC is sharing these moments with someone she loves. That's so special, 😢. I love how their relationship was described too. It's sweet but it doesn't mean it's without struggles of adulting. Nice, this is really nice 🥰

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@ggukkiereads tysm for this feedback🥺🥺. it really helps to know the reader's thoughts about works as a writer!! hope you are taking care love!! 💜💜

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agate.

dialogue prompt #8: “Woah... are you okay?”

pairing: idol!taehyung x reader

genre: fluff, established relationships

word count: 1,046

warnings: nudity(?)

summary: a selfcare night with your boyfriend

a/n: I'm kinda thinking about making banners for each of my oneshots (?), it'll take some time but I would like to put more effort into presentation of my fics so....yeah. I was so warm and fuzzy when I wrote this piece and it's honestly one of the things I hope all bts members get when they date. also lowkey an inspiration from tae’s song ‘sleep’ which he tweeted out of nowhere. I still remember I slept so well the night he posted ;-;. Also I'm trying to get a posting schedule as I get consistent with writing. It's mondays and fridays at 7am kst.

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“Woah... are you okay?”, you move closer to him, he looks visibly tired and panting for his breath, “What happened?”.

“Don't stress love”, he fakes a smile, “I'm alright”.

You cross your arms against your chest to gesture him you are not buying his reasoning. And when he is twisting his face into pain while bending down to remove his shoes, you are quick on your knees to untie them.

“Hang on I got this...was there dance practice today?”

“Yeah...”, he whispers, his breathing still staggered.

“Thought so”. You hold his waist while he leans his weight on you to walk over to the couch.

“Do you feel like taking a warm bubble bath?”, you ask, mentally preparing to join him.

“Not really. I just...I just need to go to bed. I'll take a quick shower”

Taehyung feels bad because he knows how much you enjoy couple bubble baths. Moreover he has not kept up with his responsibilities of a boyfriend with a comeback right around the corner. He feels really detached during times like this. It does pass after a while and you are happy and content and days are again filled with cute dates and lots of love. But it's just hard sometimes. And he feels his chest tightening at the thought now. He isn't sure how you felt about this phase. How do you cope with him not being around for so long?

Taehyung gets up from his seat to act upon what he just said. For a brief second he feels dizziness and before he could fall face first on the ground you catch him.

“Let me help you cleaned up Tae”, you plead, “Let me take care of you tonight, I can't watch you struggling like this”.

He gently nods knowing there is no alternative to that. His hold on you tightens, turning himself to you slowly for a hug. He feels quite foreign to this feeling now, and also somehow pulled back into his home at the same time.

“I'm sorry”, he mumbles. His words incoherent when he buries his face on your shoulder.

“Why baby? What's on your mind?”

He hums when your fingers lace on his hair. He wanted to say a lot of things but he is lost.

“I'm a bad boyfriend”

Your eyes shoot up and you immediately peel his face off your shoulder to cup his cheeks and look him in the eye.

“Hey...you are amazing Tae. What is making you think this way hm?”

“I...”, he trails of, not reaching any apparent sentence and you know it's your turn to fill in the words.

“You think too much. The burnout is getting to your head. Let's shower together and cuddle and you'll be alright okay?”

He smiles at how soft you sounded, as if you were talking to a child. He gives you his boxy smile, both of you breaking into a fit of giggles.

After stripping him and yourself, you stand next to him under the warm water, constantly holding his body in case he falls limb. And you find his soft touch on your waist, drawing hearts and shapes on your skin there.

“Here”, you take the loofah, lathering it with his body wash, “Tell me if your muscles hurt okay?”

“Okay”, he smiles, though he is completely convinced it is impossible for you to hurt him. Your movements are so soft, he sometimes giggles when it starts tickling.

You make him sit on the edge of the bath tub to give his shoulder a quick massage. His muscles were really tense and you smile seeing him sigh in releif when they are loosening up.

“I'll get us bathrobes”, you step out after cleaning yourself, not bothering to switch the body wash so you end up smelling like him.

Wrapped up in the fluff material, you pull him into the bedroom, seating him at the edge of the bed while you squirt hearty amounts of moisturizer into his skin. He never bothers to be consistent with skincare routine, since gifted with naturally beautiful canvas of honeyed skin, but he is endeared them when it was your hands rubbing goodness into his body. And just like always, you end it with a sweet kiss to his forehead.

“Should I help you with the clothes?” you ask, carrying his t shirt and shorts to him while having your own clothes in another hand.

“I'll do it. Thank you love”

Seeing him comfortable in his pjs, you take another towel to dry of his hair. Parting his legs a bit you make room for yourself to stand between them and dry his brown locks.

Taehyung takes the opportunity to hug your waist, and steady his upper body by leaning his head on your torso. You feel his grin against your chest when he sniffs in his signature scent on your body.

“Let's get you to bed hm?”, you pat his head playfully and adjust the temperature of the room.

“Can I lay on you?”, he asks, voice hinting he is close to drifting off any second.

You lay back on the bed comfortably opening your arms, “Come here”.

He plops his face at the crook of your neck, the rest of his body pressing against you slowly and limbs tangling into each other.

The bed dips accordingly to support his weight, making you feel comfortable in the position.

Taehyung is the one who usually ends up being the big spoon. Being a couple where both wanted to be active givers can get humorously competitive at times. So finally having these moments where you realize you can be a source of comfort is the happiest thing there is.

You feel him kiss your neck multiple times where his face rests, making you ticklish.

“Y/n...”,

“Hmm?”, you feel his heart beat quickening against your own, his frame vibrating whenever he speaks.

“Good night”, he simply states. Though you know he had a lot at the tip of his tongue. Maybe another time.

“Good night Tae. Sleep well”, you kiss his head, engulfing in his warmth and hands slowly rubbing on the curve of his back. And when you feel him still and breathing even, you drift to sleep as well. Content and happy.

Thank you so much for reading!! ♡♡

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[jiminie-and-his-pinky-finger]

:( this was so nice to read... very refreshing ^~^

[bangtanpromptsfics]

@jiminie-and-his-pinky-finger 🥺🥺💗 I'm glad

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rose quartz.

dialogue prompt #11: “Shooting star. Make a wish”

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 1,227

warnings: none

summary: who said finding your soulmate is hard?

a/n: I liked this dialouge prompt sm ;-;. I hope my writing is improving as each oneshot goes on. hope y'all like this! also making a little change to my posting schedule. two fics a week seems like over doing it. so I'll be posting every friday. timing remains the same!!

masterlist

“Shooting star. Make a wish”

“It's an aeroplane Taehyung”, you smile at him, nudging his elbow lightly.

"Doesn't matter. Make a wish”.

Life seemed to be at content. You close your eyes anyways and think about finding your soulmate soon.

People say soulmates are old school and overrated romance culture for the present world. But you liked the contemporary rom-com love. Letters, random confessions, stealing kisses and all that. Your past relationship went by at a more practical course, not much dedication involved. And now this is just another one of your trials.

There isn't much background information to be provided. Taehyung is a sophomore in college just like you, and you happen to share European history with him thrice a week.

The first time you caught each other's attention was out of physical qualities. Pretty cliche. He was someone every human with pair of eyes would have a crush on, except he acted a little different. He always carried a mysterious aura, and it's not for everyone.

“Do you believe in this?”, he asks and that's when you shoot your eyes open at him.

“Well yeah…”

“Why?”, he muses, his full gaze on yours making you shiver.

“I don't really know. It's a beautiful concept. Sometimes you just need to… you just need to believe something is beautiful”.

You have no idea what you said. But it looked like Taehyung could makes a sense of it even though you just made the first couple of words on your tongue into a reasonable sentence and nothing more.

You continue your walk to the restaurant you planned on having dinner tonight. Not too expensive, but there's music for the ambience and decent food for what your broke millenial life can afford.

Taehyung is a gentleman. He is careful about you, careful not to take up unnecessary space as this is just the second date, pulling the chair out for you as you had moved to take a seat, and all in all, the take away of the day being- he bought you your favorite flowers; an information you are sure hasn't slipped from your mouth yet so that's a question for later.

When he sits across occupying his time looking through the main course in the menu, you take a glance at his built. Taehyung had always been a little intimidating to your eye. A bit too formal to his peers and teachers, as if a character from the 80’s. But you notice he is made of much softer features. His puffy cheeks and the blown out hair which maybe blocking his view. His long fingers which carry minimalist jewelery, and his subtle yet catching fashion sense.

“Did you decide your order?”, he switches glance from the paper to your face suddenly. You fiddle with the menu in front of you, noticing that you hadn't even opened it. You quickly flip around on a random page and blurt out a certain kind of lasagna.

There is a low chuckle from the other side and you can't help but flush. He has definitely realised you were staring at him all along. The awkwardness doesn't carry away much longer when the waiter joins by your side and takes your order.

“You're still blushing you know”, he teases, watching you trying to say something, but holding back on the silence because it probably sounds creepy.

“Stop teasing me Tae”. And you can't help but blush further when he giggles, his hearty smile spread across his lips and eyes disappearing into crescents.

You've never seen him talk this much. He was usually the silent type, but he seems to be comfortable with you, a certain kind of bliss that it brings to your chest, flowing to the rest of your body was different, something you never knew you were capable of.

When your lasagna and his risotto arrives, you burst into a fit if giggles when both of you dig in hurriedly to the plate, a brief second of restaurant manners lost in the air.

The following time is spent in discussing odd philosophical concepts, something unique of Taehyung. Not that you minded. The way he sounds, his tone; he could make anything sound fascinating enough. You learn that he wants to be a museum curator one day, and that he works on paintings in his leisure time. And he learns about your trip to Switzerland when you were five, a quick diversion when the dessert had arrived and you hooked on to it. He also learnt more about your concept about soulmates. For a brief second you pause to see if he sees you like a kid lost in her world of fantasy, but when he completely agrees with your idea of love and relationships, he agrees to it vividly.

“How did you know pink roses are my favorite flowers?”

“I saw you buying some for yourself last week”, he says, lightly flushing himself.

“Kim Taehyung are you stalking me?”, you tease, hands going for the tissue to clean your hands.

“No!”, Taehyung practically jumps from his seat, as if that could prove his point any better, “I had been just noticing you whenever you were around, not in a creepy way though! I mean...I've liked you for some time now”.

“I understood Tae I was just kidding...and I like you too”, you confess. The words out now finally after crushing on each other for a few months. It flows so naturally like there's not a second thought involved.

If you thought the red on his cheeks earlier were just an illusion, now you know that they are not. His ears turn a faint pink as well when he processes your words fully.

He couldn't form words because he wanted to stride across to you and kiss those lips, but maybe it was too soon for that move. He can't risk ruining such a sweet moment. So instead he takes your hands resting on the table. You flush when the ring on his thumb is cool on your skin while he brushes them on the back of your hand.

And since waiters are capable of fixing awkward moments and ruining the sweet moments as well, his touch doesn't linger any longer when the bill is placed. You split the bill and leave the restaurant, eager to hold hands again.

Both of your hands reaches towards each other and they interlock, as if it had a mind of its own. Not much is spoken, both trying to fully process the feel of warm palms pressed against each other as if you were middle schoolers deemed in their first love.

The walk to the dorms is peacefully silent. The stars are still there and you smile, realising that maybe your wish is being granted, that your life and belief is piecing together.

“Taehyung?”

“Yeah?”

“Kiss me?”

He is still for a moment before leaning forward and engulfing your lips in his. You realise he was waiting for this as well, and you kiss back with just as much passion he gives you. The hands are still holding each other. There is no pressure to shift them into something more intimate. No zest to pull closer. This was peaceful. This was enough. When he pulls back you know that there's much more time to care and love him with all your heart.

♡taglist: @yeolkoo

Thank you so much for reading!!! ♡♡

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[jiminie-and-his-pinky-finger]

The part about the waiters was hilarious XD

This was so sweet! ♡🥺

[bangtanpromptsfics]

@jiminie-and-his-pinky-finger I'm glad that you like it 🥺🥺. Tysm for the feedback love!!

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rose quartz.

dialogue prompt #11: “Shooting star. Make a wish”

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 1,227

warnings: none

summary: who said finding your soulmate is hard?

a/n: I liked this dialouge prompt sm ;-;. I hope my writing is improving as each oneshot goes on. hope y'all like this! also making a little change to my posting schedule. two fics a week seems like over doing it. so I'll be posting every friday. timing remains the same!!

masterlist

“Shooting star. Make a wish”

“It's an aeroplane Taehyung”, you smile at him, nudging his elbow lightly.

"Doesn't matter. Make a wish”.

Life seemed to be at content. You close your eyes anyways and think about finding your soulmate soon.

People say soulmates are old school and overrated romance culture for the present world. But you liked the contemporary rom-com love. Letters, random confessions, stealing kisses and all that. Your past relationship went by at a more practical course, not much dedication involved. And now this is just another one of your trials.

There isn't much background information to be provided. Taehyung is a sophomore in college just like you, and you happen to share European history with him thrice a week.

The first time you caught each other's attention was out of physical qualities. Pretty cliche. He was someone every human with pair of eyes would have a crush on, except he acted a little different. He always carried a mysterious aura, and it's not for everyone.

“Do you believe in this?”, he asks and that's when you shoot your eyes open at him.

“Well yeah…”

“Why?”, he muses, his full gaze on yours making you shiver.

“I don't really know. It's a beautiful concept. Sometimes you just need to… you just need to believe something is beautiful”.

You have no idea what you said. But it looked like Taehyung could makes a sense of it even though you just made the first couple of words on your tongue into a reasonable sentence and nothing more.

You continue your walk to the restaurant you planned on having dinner tonight. Not too expensive, but there's music for the ambience and decent food for what your broke millenial life can afford.

Taehyung is a gentleman. He is careful about you, careful not to take up unnecessary space as this is just the second date, pulling the chair out for you as you had moved to take a seat, and all in all, the take away of the day being- he bought you your favorite flowers; an information you are sure hasn't slipped from your mouth yet so that's a question for later.

When he sits across occupying his time looking through the main course in the menu, you take a glance at his built. Taehyung had always been a little intimidating to your eye. A bit too formal to his peers and teachers, as if a character from the 80’s. But you notice he is made of much softer features. His puffy cheeks and the blown out hair which maybe blocking his view. His long fingers which carry minimalist jewelery, and his subtle yet catching fashion sense.

“Did you decide your order?”, he switches glance from the paper to your face suddenly. You fiddle with the menu in front of you, noticing that you hadn't even opened it. You quickly flip around on a random page and blurt out a certain kind of lasagna.

There is a low chuckle from the other side and you can't help but flush. He has definitely realised you were staring at him all along. The awkwardness doesn't carry away much longer when the waiter joins by your side and takes your order.

“You're still blushing you know”, he teases, watching you trying to say something, but holding back on the silence because it probably sounds creepy.

“Stop teasing me Tae”. And you can't help but blush further when he giggles, his hearty smile spread across his lips and eyes disappearing into crescents.

You've never seen him talk this much. He was usually the silent type, but he seems to be comfortable with you, a certain kind of bliss that it brings to your chest, flowing to the rest of your body was different, something you never knew you were capable of.

When your lasagna and his risotto arrives, you burst into a fit if giggles when both of you dig in hurriedly to the plate, a brief second of restaurant manners lost in the air.

The following time is spent in discussing odd philosophical concepts, something unique of Taehyung. Not that you minded. The way he sounds, his tone; he could make anything sound fascinating enough. You learn that he wants to be a museum curator one day, and that he works on paintings in his leisure time. And he learns about your trip to Switzerland when you were five, a quick diversion when the dessert had arrived and you hooked on to it. He also learnt more about your concept about soulmates. For a brief second you pause to see if he sees you like a kid lost in her world of fantasy, but when he completely agrees with your idea of love and relationships, he nods vividly.

“How did you know pink roses are my favorite flowers?”

“I saw you buying some for yourself last week”, he says, lightly flushing himself.

“Kim Taehyung are you stalking me?”, you tease, hands going for the tissue to clean your hands.

“No!”, Taehyung practically jumps from his seat, as if that could prove his point any better, “I had been just noticing you whenever you were around, not in a creepy way though! I mean...I've liked you for some time now”.

“I understood Tae I was just kidding...and I like you too”, you confess. The words out now finally after crushing on each other for a few months. It flows so naturally like there's not a second thought involved.

If you thought the red on his cheeks earlier were just an illusion, now you know that they are not. His ears turn a faint pink as well when he processes your words fully.

He couldn't form words because he wanted to stride across to you and kiss those lips, but maybe it was too soon for that move. He can't risk ruining such a sweet moment. So instead he takes your hands resting on the table. You flush when the ring on his thumb is cool on your skin while he brushes them on the back of your hand.

And since waiters are capable of fixing awkward moments and ruining the sweet moments as well, his touch doesn't linger any longer when the bill is placed. You split the bill and leave the restaurant, eager to hold hands again.

Both of your hands reaches towards each other and they interlock, as if it had a mind of its own. Not much is spoken, both trying to fully process the feel of warm palms pressed against each other as if you were middle schoolers deemed in their first love.

The walk to the dorms is peacefully silent. The stars are still there and you smile, realising that maybe your wish is being granted, that your life and belief is piecing together.

“Taehyung?”

“Yeah?”

“Kiss me?”

He is still for a moment before leaning forward and engulfing your lips in his. You realise he was waiting for this as well, and you kiss back with just as much passion he gives you. The hands are still holding each other. There is no pressure to shift them into something more intimate. No zest to pull closer. This was peaceful. This was enough. When he pulls back you know that there's much more time to care and love him with all your heart.

♡taglist: @yeolkoo

Thank you so much for reading!!! ♡♡

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