okay so my last post 2 people commented n i responded to both of them cause yk like i thought they were talking abt how i linked unholy to the pride text thingy so, someone responded saying they’d send me money and obv i think they are joking cause yk this is tumblr it’s filled with a bunch of writers jokingly flirting w each other.
so anyway, i respond to the person cause they said to dm them, now when they first commented I responded back with, “I’d use it to steal souls” or smth like that cause it’s all harmless fun but then they started dming me on how they want to help young people these days cause a lot of the struggle financially they just wanna help then they started talking to me abt like apple pay n stuff like that and i was like “oh no ty I don’t really use those apps like that”.
I have screenshots of this btw but anywho I also wrote them a long lil paragraph saying how i relate to those young people to some extent but I’m not struggling financially and that I’m very humble so if someone offers me help I won’t take it (I’m also very stubborn but I’m a taurus so what do u expect).
I deleted their messages hoping they would stop then they messaged me again a couple minutes later and they asked me yet again what cash app thingy did i have and I was like I don’t have any (cause yk even if you do have it you don’t tell people online the personal apps u have besides if it’s video games or pinterest).
then they asked me where I was from and at that point I told them I was uncomfortable and they replied with, “okay have a nice day” and then I blocked them.
Overall I was very uncomfortable with throughout the whole dm exchange but i didn’t say anything until that point cause I’m a nice person and I even told them twice that I’m not interested in taking other peoples money (unless my family member gives me some to which I don’t wanna be rude yk) so to sum it up someone dmed me and I got uncomfortable by it.
STOPPPPPP I ACTUALLY HAVE TEARS IN MY EYES TARA YOU DIDNT HAVE TO DO THIS GIRLIE
I’m literally happy with people liking or commenting on my posts like no joke.
UGHHHH you have tears coming out of my eyes, you seriously didn’t have to make this for me girl 🥹 I’m happy with just a comment, ask, or a follow, you’re literally so sweet and you deserve all of the happiness in the world!
thank u so much bestie, I love u so so so so so so so so so so so so muchhh bestie 💗💋☺️
stop using jungkook tags in fics that have nothing to do with him
I angel... I am sorry !! This comes across as a little rude but I do also understand where you are coming from. I am so used to writing Jungkook fanfiction that when I just posted my taehyung fic I accidently used jungkook tags !! But just so you know I changed them all and now its all Taehyung tags !! If there are anymore errors please let me know !!
this shit pisses me the fuck off like motherfucker if you don’t got nothing nice to say don’t fuckin say it. Rae always works so damn hard on her fics and for you to ask her ESPECIALLY ANON like motherfucker show your username. anyway it was a simple mistake, Rae mostly writes jungkook fanfics that are might i say always a masterpiece in my beautiful brown eyes. my point is don’t go into people’s ask box and say this to them because that author might be self conscious or going through something (mind you we authors don’t have to write shit for you guys buy we do it anyway) why you may ask? cause we do this shit for ourselves and the people who actually support us.
Rae listen wifey you don’t have to apologize for shit, it wasn’t your fault, it was a simple mistake which we all make because we’re human and humans make mistakes all of the fucking time.
The night before Taehyung leaves for tour, a rainy evening of half-packed suitcases and quiet moments turns into a slow dance in the middle of their living room. As the hours slip away, the two cling to every extra minute together, trying not to think about the goodbye waiting for them in the morning.
김태형 x f!reader ˖ ࣪ ꉂ🗯˙ ‹— cw | established relationship • boyfriend!taehyung • pre-tour jitters • rainy night • slow dancing in the living room • soft jazz • comfort • longing • emotional intimacy • bittersweet fluff • not proofread
⧽ word count ⋮ 2k Average reading time ⋮ 10 minutes
┈ [ ✉️ ] Hi angels !! This was requested by @avawastakenen !! I am in love with fluff and angst lately, so I have been wanting to write some and here we go !! I hope you all enjoy this !! I am revamping my masterlist right now, just so you all know !! But any-whom !! I love you all and happy reading !!
The apartment looked like a disaster.
Open suitcases occupied nearly every corner of the living room, clothes spilling over the edges despite your repeated attempts to fold everything neatly. A stack of hoodies sat abandoned on the couch, several pairs of shoes lined the hallway, and travel documents, charging cables, and a half-finished cup of coffee cluttered the coffee table. Outside, rain drummed steadily against the windows. It wasn't loud enough to be distracting, but persistent enough to fill the apartment with a soft, comforting rhythm.
You glanced up from the sweatshirt in your hands and sighed.
Across the room, Taehyung was supposed to be packing. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the floor beside an open suitcase, staring out the window as if he had all the time in the world.
"Taehyung."
"Hm?" he hummed without looking away.
"You've been staring out that window for ten minutes."
A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Maybe I'm appreciating the rain."
"Maybe you're avoiding packing."
His eyes finally met yours, amusement dancing in them. "I would never."
You raised an eyebrow.
His suitcase contained exactly three shirts.
Three.
Meanwhile, you had spent the last hour folding clothes, organizing toiletries, and making sure he wasn't forgetting anything important. At this point, you were pretty sure more effort had gone into packing for his tour than he had.
"You're lying."
His smile widened. "Yet you still love me."
You rolled your eyes, but the warmth spreading through your chest betrayed you. Unfortunately, he wasn't wrong.
For a while, the only sounds filling the apartment were the rain outside and the occasional rustle of fabric as you folded another shirt. At least from your side of the room. Taehyung managed to fold exactly one before abandoning the task entirely.
You noticed him moving only when a shadow crossed your vision.
"Where are you going?"
He ignored you.
"Taehyung."
Still ignoring you, he dropped onto the floor beside you and rested his head directly in your lap. You stared down at him. He stared back, completely shameless at that.
"You have your own clothes to fold."
"Hm."
"Those clothes are supposed to be in your suitcase."
"Hm."
You nudged his shoulder.
He only shifted closer.
The warmth of him settled against your legs instantly, familiar and comforting in a way that made your chest ache. You tried to stay annoyed, but it was difficult when he looked so content.
"You are so unhelpful."
"I know I am."
His eyes drifted shut as your fingers found their way into his hair. Almost immediately, his shoulders relaxed. A satisfied hum escaped him and you couldn't help smiling.
"See?" he murmured.
"See what?"
"This is much better than packing."
A quiet laugh slipped from your lips, and the sound seemed to make him smile too.
For a few moments, neither of you spoke. Your fingers continued moving through his hair while the rain tapped softly against the windows. The apartment felt warm despite the weather outside, illuminated only by a lamp on a table, illuminating throughout the room. It should have felt chaotic with the mess surrounding you, but somehow it didn't.
It felt like home.
Your gaze drifted toward the open suitcase sitting several feet away. Tomorrow was the day... The thought settled heavily in your chest.
Neither of you had mentioned it all evening. The tour lingered in the background of every conversation, every glance, every moment of silence. It was there even when neither of you acknowledged it.
Because acknowledging it would make it real, and if it became real, then morning would come.
You swallowed hard and Taehyung's eyes opened immediately.
He always noticed, "What?"
You shook your head. "Nothing."
His expression softened. "Now who is the liar?"
A small smile found its way onto your face, "You know me too well."
"Of course I do, I'm the love of your life."
The answer came so naturally that it made your heart squeeze.
Of course he was, after everything, how could he not?
The room fell quiet again, comfortable and familiar. The kind of silence that only existed between two people who had learned every version of each other.
Eventually, Taehyung sat up.
You assumed he was finally going to continue packing but instead, he stood and wandered toward the record player beside the bookshelf.
"What are you doing?" you asked.
He didn't answer.
He flipped through several records before pulling one free and carefully placing it on the turntable. A few seconds later, soft jazz filled the apartment.
Warm and gentle, the kind of music that felt made for rainy nights.
Taehyung turned toward you.
For a moment, neither of you moved, and then he held out his hand. Your heartbeat stumbled.
"Come here."
You glanced around the room, taking in the suitcases, scattered clothes, and complete disaster surrounding you.
"There's no room."
He looked around too before nudging a suitcase aside with his foot. A cardboard box followed.
"There."
You laughed, "That's not making room."
"It absolutely is."
"No, it's making a bigger mess."
"Same difference."
The smile on his face made it impossible to argue.
He extended his hand again, patiently waiting.
Outside, rain slid down the windows in silver streaks. Inside, the music wrapped around you like a blanket. The clock on the wall continued ticking toward morning, but for the first time all evening, neither of you seemed to care.
You placed your hand in his.
Immediately, his smile widened.
He guided you toward the small space he'd cleared in the middle of the living room before gently settling one hand against your waist.
The other remained wrapped around yours.
Your arms instinctively found their way around his neck - Close, warm, and safe.
Taehyung pulled you a little nearer, his gaze never leaving yours, "We're dancing."
You looked down briefly before glancing back up at him, "We're standing."
His laugh was soft as he drew you impossibly closer, making your chest brush against his.
His smile turned smug, "We're dancing."
You opened your mouth to argue again, but the words died before they could leave your lips.
Mostly because he was already swaying. Slowly and barely moving.
The kind of movement that could hardly be considered dancing at all.
His hand rested comfortably against your waist while yours remained intertwined with his. The jazz music drifted softly through the apartment, blending with the sound of rain tapping against the windows.
For a moment, neither of you spoke.
You simply followed his lead.
Back and forth... Back and forth.
The room seemed smaller somehow.
Not because of the clutter or the suitcases, but because Taehyung always had a way of making everything else disappear when he looked at you like that.
Like there wasn't anything else worth paying attention to.
His eyes never left yours, not even for a second.
"What?" you finally asked.
A smile tugged at his lips.
"Nothing."
"Here you go lying again."
His grin widened.
You immediately knew you'd caught him.
"Fine."
You laughed softly, "Fine?"
"I was looking at you."
Your eyebrows lifted, "Wow. What a shocking revelation."
"I'm serious."
The teasing smile faded slightly. Just enough for something softer to take its place.
"You look beautiful tonight."
Your heart betrayed you instantly. Even after all this time and after hearing compliments from him more times than you could count. They still managed to affect you.
Especially when he said them like that. Quietly. Like he wasn't trying to impress you. Like it was simply a fact.
"You've seen me all day."
"I know."
"And I've been folding our clothes for three hours."
"I know."
"My hair is a mess."
"I know."
You narrowed your eyes, "You're terrible at this."
His laugh filled the room. Warm and familiar.
God, you were going to miss that laugh.
The thought slipped into your mind unexpectedly. Sharp enough to make your chest tighten. Because tomorrow he will leave. Tomorrow this apartment will be quiet. Tomorrow his shoes wouldn't be sitting by the door. Tomorrow you wouldn't wake up to find him stealing all the blankets.
Tomorrow—
His hand squeezed yours gently.
Your gaze lifted.
Immediately, concern flickered across his face. There it was again. That annoying ability he had. The one that allowed him to read you before you even spoke.
"What's wrong?"
You shook your head.
"Nothing."
"That's twice tonight."
"Taehyung—"
"You get one more before I start charging."
A laugh escaped before you could stop it, and then you rolled your eyes. But your grip tightened around him anyway.
The music continued playing. The rain continued falling. And Taehyung slowly guided you around the tiny space he'd created in the middle of the room.
At some point, your joined hands lowered. At some point, his arm slipped completely around your waist. At some point, your head found its way to his shoulder.
Neither of you acknowledged when it happened. It simply felt natural. Like breathing. Like home.
His chin came to rest against the top of your head. You felt him inhale deeply. Then again. Suspiciously.
You pulled back slightly, "Are you smelling my hair?"
Immediately, his eyes closed, as if he'd been caught committing a crime, "No."
"Taehyung."
"No."
"You literally are."
A smile broke across his face.
"I like the smell of your shampoo."
You stared at him, "I cannot believe you."
"It's nice."
"You are unbelievable."
"I've been told that a few times."
You laughed, shaking your head. The sound seemed to make him smile even more.
For a few moments, neither of you spoke. The record crackled softly in the background. Rain streaked down the glass. The city lights beyond the windows blurred into golden smudges.
And for the first time all evening, the apartment felt completely still. Not silent. Still. Like the world outside had paused.
Taehyung's fingers traced absent patterns against your side, in a comforting way.
His attention drifted toward the rain-covered windows, "I like nights like this."
You looked up at him, "Rainy nights?"
He nodded, "Everything feels slower."
His gaze remained fixed outside, "Like nobody expects anything from you."
You understood exactly what he meant. The schedules, flights, rehearsals, cameras, constant movement.
They all seemed impossibly far away right now. Hidden behind rain and warm apartment lights.
"You could stay."
The words slipped out before you could stop them. The second they did, the room grew quiet. Not awkward. Just honest.
Taehyung looked down at you. Really looked at you.
And suddenly you wished you could take the words back. Not because they weren't true. Because they were.
You knew he couldn't stay. You would never ask him to. But sometimes loving someone meant missing them before they'd even left.
His hand moved from your waist to your cheek, gentle and careful, like you were something precious.
"If I could, I would."
Your throat tightened and you looked away.
He wouldn't let you.
His fingers tilted your chin back toward him, "Don't look away." His voice was soft. Certain.
"If I could stay here with you, I would."
The sincerity in his eyes nearly undid you. Because he meant it. Every word.
And somehow that made tomorrow easier and harder all at once.
Your forehead fell against his chest.
For a moment, all you could hear was the steady beat of his heart beneath your ear.
Taehyung wrapped both arms around you immediately.
Holding you close, and closer. As if he was trying to memorize this too. Neither of you noticed when one song ended. Or when another began.
You just kept swaying together in the middle of the living room while rain painted the windows and tomorrow waited patiently outside the door.
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A drunk facetime call leads to a sense of longing and confession of love that leaves both feeling vulnerable and lonely.
pairing: drunk!jjk x reader
rating: 18+ MDNI.
wc — 847
Please - BTS
theme: fluff (oh yeah fluff time!), established relationship, we love drunk affectionate jk, drunk confessions, jk is a yearner for sure, korean translations at the bottom, begging, it gets a lil suggestive, etc etc.
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It was early morning in Las Vegas for Jungkook while it was late for you in 서울. Your boyfriend was doing a world tour and you missed him greatly, his hugs, his cuddles, the way he laughed, you missed all of it.
You rolled around in your bed, trying to find a good position to sleep in but to no avail. You slowly sit up on the bed, looking around slowly, cars can be heard passing by outside, followed by distant chatter as people walk by.
The moment of comfort silence is interrupted by your phone ringing. You look over towards your phone and grab it to find out who is calling you so late.
“쿠키 🐰💗” is calling.
You accept the phone and prop your phone up, “hi jungkookie.”
You could hear him giggling from the other side of the phone, “안녕 baby!” his oversized black hoodie covered his short fluffy hair and over his brown eyes, he looked at you with a bright smile on his face.
He may be drunk but oh boy is Jungkook adorable.
He stared at his phone screen and giggled, “did you know that you are sooooooo~ adorable?” you looked at him through the screen and laughed.
“You are so unserious koo!”
“aishh — you’re no funnn-!”
“seriously koo?”
He looked at you and giggled.
Gosh, his giggles are so fucking adorable.
You absolutely can’t get enough of his cute little giggles.
“aish — I missed you so much baby ..”
“I do too..”
Jungkook leans his head back against the pillows, sighing heavily.
“Do you reallyyyy have to be so damn far away?”
“Sadly yeah, but hey when you finish with the tour you’ll be coming back to Seoul, so it’s not a total loss.”
A comfortable silence fell over the both of you, soft breathing could be heard from your phone.
“you’re so pretty .. aishh!”
“you tell me that everyday Jungkook.”
“I wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t trueeee~!”
“아기 .. 라스베가스로 놀러 올 수 있어?”
“koo you know I can’t .. it’s late here and I don’t even have vegas money …”
A long and deep sigh can be heard from him, “I miss you so fucking much 아기 ..” he rolled over slightly, taking the phone with him, his face sunk into the pillow as he groaned heavily.
“제발 .. I’ll buy you a plane ticket .. private jet n’ all that …”
“kookie —”
“please baby ..”
He looks up at the screen and sighs, leaning his head against the pillows once again.
“aishh .. I’m so fucking drunk 아기 …”
A tiny giggle came from him once again.
“I love you so f —”, another sigh escaped him, “mean so damn much to me ..”
You smiled slightly and sat up more, propping your phone up next to you.
“yahh .. 사랑해요 I really do …”
“I love you too koo ..”
“yaishh! No I do!”
“No I do!”
“Nah uh I do!”
“I do too Jungkook!”
“I’m sure you do remember especially my last night in seoul .. remember 아기?”
“How can I forget?”
“I know you can’t .. unless you want me to fly you out here to vegas and I can remind you again 아기 ..”
“Jungkook! you’re so dirty minded sometimes!”
He looked at his phone screen and started to laugh, you couldn’t help but laugh along with him, yawning in between.
“you tired baby?”
You slowly nodded your head, humming a bit, “Mhm .. it’s still late over here in seoul.”
“I miss you …”
“I miss you too ..”
You yawn and your eyes start to get heavy but you keep them open.
“You’re so special to me 아기 ..”
A comforting silence fell over them both.
“You should get some rest ..”
“I don’t want to hang up though.”
“I — I know .. we’d be so cuddled up into bed If I was there ...”
you nodded and yawned once again, sleep catching up with you.
“내일 베이거스로 오는 거야 변명은 없어.”
“tomorrow?”
“Mhm, early!”
“kookie —”
“자기야 I’m soooooo~ serious!”
“I wanna see youuuuu~”
“It’s been so fucking lonely without you here ..”
“It’s been the same here —”
“make sure you’re bags are packed okay?”
“How long am I staying for?”
“Well .. I was hoping for the rest of the tour?”
“Jungkookie you know I can’t do that —”
“제발 … 자기야 you know I have us both you don’t have to suffer through life like this.”
“Jungkook —”
“No .. 자기야 you know how important you are to me yeah?”
“Of course I do kookie ..”
“I don’t want you to suffer like this .. neither you nor Bam …”
Jungkook continued his drunk yet quiet rambling on how he wants to take care of you, take you on tours with him, take you on dinner dates, etc etc.
He continued his rambling for about 30 more minutes completely unaware that you are already dead asleep. Once he’s finished rambling he looks up at his phone to find you sleeping.
He looks at your sleeping form and smiles softly accompanied by occasional soft giggles.
“사랑해요 .. I’ll see you tomorrow … love you so much 아기.”
God, how you can’t wait to be reunited with him again.
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서울 — seoul
쿠키 — kookie
안녕 — hi
아기 — baby
라스베가스로 놀러 올 수 있어? — can you come over to vegas?
제발 — please
사랑해요 — I love you
내일 베이거스로 오는 거야 변명은 없어 — you're coming to vegas tomorrow no excuses
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