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hello my lovelies :) long time no chat! I'm not sure if anyone is still hanging around here but I just wanted to pop in and say I'm still living! I will be continuing blue side (hopefully) and possibly giving it a re-write! I was around 17 when I started it and I just turned 23 in January so safe to say my writing style has changed a lot :)

if there is anything you would like to see from me drop it in my asks <3

love gracie

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The Haunts of the Corn Maze

pairing; jimin x reader; hints of mafia bts!!

genre; fluff

rating; e for everyone :)

summary; jimin drags you to a haunted corn maze

word count: 871

a/n; I know this is late but here's my little fic for flufftober day one :) let me know what you think! @flufftober

Trudging along behind Jimin Y/N grumbled as she plucked another corn from one of the many stalks surrounding her. Peeling the husk, she flung the undergrown cob  at the back of her lover's head.

“Hey, knock that off or I’ll feed you to the next monster we see!” Jimin exclaimed, rubbing the back of his head where the small cob hit. 

Hoseok’s laugh could be heard from a few feet ahead.

“I would take his word for it, Y/N. You should see some of the things he’s done.”

Turning the next corner of the maze, the corn stalks grew taller and closer together. The sun had begun its descent long ago and was mere minutes away from setting completely and leaving the group in the soft glow of dusk. 

Y/N had hoped they would be out of this haunted corn maze before the sun set, but it was almost as if the boys had set it up so they were just barely entering the maze shortly before sundown. Her and a few of the other members' girlfriends were along for the journey, but not everyone was able to make it.

Their group currently consisted of herself, Jimin, Hoseok and his girlfriend, Jin, Jungkook, and Taehyung.

Namjoon had no place in his schedule for something as trivial as this, and Yoongi was “too busy maintaining the security of their compound” as he would say.

Taking a few swift steps forward, Y/N wrapped her hand in Jimins. 

“I was just kidding y’know? Please don’t feed me to the monsters…” her voice trailed off. 

Voices could be heard screaming in the distance.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ve got you. You’re always safe with me. Hoseok’s just teasin’, right man?”

“ Oh yeah for sure,” He nodded enthusiastically as his girlfriend thumped him on his head.

The younger boys were trailing behind rough housing, while Jin led the group, trying to decipher the map they were given by the employee.

Even when the sun had officially set, and moonlight was cascading over them, they still hadn’t found their way out of the maze.

“I give up!” Jin crumpled up the map and threw it on the ground. “We’re never gonna get out of here.”

As Hoseok bent down to pick up the crumbled paper, the corn stalks rustled behind him. 

“What the hell was that?” Jungkook asked.

A bloody ballerina with ratty hair and a fake knife leapt out of the corn, screaming at the top of her lungs.

Jungkook and Taehyung turned and scrambled back down the path they had just come from. 

In his haste to stand up and move away, Hoseok knocked over Jin and his girlfriend, leaving Jimin and Y/N the last two standing. 

Before either of them could move, another person with a purge mask jumped out of the corn near where Jungkook and Taehyung had been, and the pair fell on top of their already downed friends. 

Y/N shrieked, reaching for Jimin, but grabbing the first hand she could find. She was pulled to her feet and didn’t even look as she was pulled along away from the horrors taking place behind her.

She continued running after her savior, taking three turns before even considering stopping to  see if they were safe.

“That was terrifying,” Y/N panted, looking around the surrounding stalks to see if anyone else was lurking around.

“I was expecting it to be scary, but not like that.” 

Brows furrowing, Y/N turned back around. Hoseok stood there, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“Not who you were expecting huh?” He chuckled, “ to be fair, I could say the same about you.”

“What do you think happened to the others?” Y/N thought about trying to make her way back to where she accidentally abandoned Jimin, but the idea of seeing that ballerina again stopped her in her tracks.

“We probably won’t find them, we should just keep trying to find the way out. Jimin’s a big boy, he’ll be fine.”

“It’s not him I’m worried about.” Y/N laughed nervously, picking a direction and moving on.

Conversation was light between the two as they twisted through the thick of the corn, but as they continued on, it seemed like the stalks were thinning.

The moon continued to shine bright upon them, and screams could still be heard throughout the maze.

Hoseok rounded them around the last corner, and they popped out into the open area where they had entered the maze previously.

It seemed that they were the first pair out, and they seated themselves on a nearby bench waiting for the rest of their friends to pop out.

Before long everyone else trickled out, and Jimin led a crying Jin out with Hoseok’s girlfriend in tow. 

“It was the killer clown.” Hoseok’s girlfriend said, patting Jin’s shoulder as he sniffled.

“Are you alright?” Jimin asked, pulling Y/N into his arms.

Jin took her space on the bench and Hoseok reunited with his girlfriend. Jungkook and Taehyung had calmed down some, also on edge from the scares in the maze.

“I think I’ll live,” Y/N smiled softly, nuzzling herself against her lover.

“Same time next week?”

“Absolutely not!”

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Heyyy :) I just got back into bts after years and I just had to say I absolutely love love loved the first chapter of Beyond Desolation!!! I can’t wait for more :)) I don’t know if you do tag lists if you do I would love to get on it!!

Heya! Thank you for the support :) I’ll make sure to start a tag list 🫶

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Omg I just read all of Blue Side in two hours and it was AMAZING! I can’t wait to see what happens next (if this hasn’t been discontinued). I just wanted to tell you how much I loved it, excellent job hun!❤️

Hi lovey! I’m just getting around to answering some asks and I’m afraid this has been sitting for a while 😭 there will be additional parts! I’ve been very busy and I also (sadly) lost my outline so I’m trying to remember what I can and rewrite what I don’t. There are more parts coming!!!

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Beyond Desolation - Series Masterlist

Pairing; hoseok x reader

Rating; M

Genre; BTS mafia au

Word Count; currently 1.3k

Status; ONGOING

Description; a tale of love, loss, and redeption of a mafioso and his lover.

Warnings/Disclaimers; see each chapter

Feeding Time

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Feeding Time - Jung Hoseok - Mafia AU oneshot

Hello! This is my first BTS imagine in quite a while, so please let me know if you like it :) I have quite a few things in the works, including another chapter of Blueside.

also, this is one piece a of a new series :) we will definitely be learning more about hobi and the reader

pairing: jung hoseok x reader word count: 1,352 warnings: none, it's a lil angsty, I guess. mentions of break up

not proof read, and its 3 am lol let me know of any mistakes :)

It had been a long time since you last set foot in this compound. It wasn’t like you had any reason to come anymore. The six-month mark of you leaving Hoseok just passed last week, yet as you stepped through the threshold of the main living room, it was like nothing had changed.

Jimin and Jungkook were posted on the couch, enthralled in an intense match of Mario Kart. Small clattering noises were coming from the kitchen to the right, and you assumed Jin was preparing dinner. Neither of the boys really said hello, just small grunts of acknowledgment at your entry.

You slipped off your shoes and quietly moved through the room toward the hallway on the left. This was a familiar path and one you used to take quite often to find Hoseok.

Bangtans compound was expansive, but this wing was where they lived and where the seven members spent most of their leisure time. The common areas were suited for large groups of people to watch tv or eat together, and the suites were even better. Every sleeping quarter had a small work area with a desk and shelving, a mini-fridge opposite, and a large bedroom with an attached bath and closet through the next door. It was like its own small apartment. You’d never have to see anyone else if you didn’t want to.

You continued your path down the hall and stopped at the fourth door on the left. This was where the path ended. You weren’t really ready to set foot in this room again, but when Hoseok left you a voicemail begging you to check on his cat, how were you supposed to say no. Even though you didn’t want to see him it doesn’t mean you didn’t want to see little Max anymore.

Max was Hoseok’s orange tabby cat that wormed his way into your heart the first day you met. It wasn’t your first time at the compound, but it was your first time staying the night with Hoseok. You followed him down the long hallway and were surprised when you heard gentle mews coming from the other side of the door.

“What is that noise?” You asked. It was hard for you to imagine big bad Hoseok with a pet, but when he opened the door, and you were met with Max, you immediately fell in love.

You’d had pets growing up, but when you moved out for college, you were left alone.

There were many nights spent cuddling with Max in the king-size bed, wondering where Hoseok was and if he was even going to come home to you.

One of these nights, you decided you couldn’t take it anymore, and you had to leave.

Shaking your head, you tried to compose yourself. You didn’t need to be having these thoughts of Hoseok, and you certainly didn’t want to think about the night you broke up. That was for another time when you had a bottle or two of wine ready.

Hoseok’s voicemail had been full of whining about how he didn’t trust the boys to check on his cat, and he didn’t want them in there, but he was going to be stuck on his assignment for another few days, and the automatic feeder was out of food.

You hadn’t listened to the whole thing because after 45 seconds, you were overwhelmed.

You texted him that you’d stop by, and his response shocked you.

From: Hobi - Your door code still works.

You couldn’t believe your eyes. Somehow, Hoseok had managed to convince Yoongi to leave your door code active, even though you no longer had any ties to any of the Bangtan members.

Yoongi is very tight about security and safety, and you could only imagine what bribing it took for Hoseok to pull this off. The door codes work for not only the interior doors but the main exterior door as well.

You swiftly typed in the code, excited to see your furry friend for the first time in a while.

Max was meowing his head off as soon as the door swung open, rubbing all over your legs. It didn’t take long to fill up the feeder, but you figured he was lonely and probably hadn’t seen a human in who knows how long. A few minutes of pets wouldn’t hurt.

Sitting down in Hoseok’s desk chair, you spun around to the side to pick up Max.

He settled into your lap without much fuss, and you stroked his back, looking around to take in the environment. You wondered what new things he might have done with his place.

Nearly everything was the same except for a few new stickers on his fridge. Even the crooked poster you hung up was still crooked. Your gaze dropped from the wall to his desk, and your picture was still there where it always sat.

Hoseok would tell you he liked to look at it while he worked on his computer because it reminded him of what he had to come home to. He couldn’t be reckless anymore because you were at home waiting, and you needed him like he needed you.

You kept his head on straight. You kept him focused. He was in love.

You fully expected for all traces of you to be gone. Hoseok did not take your request to separate lightly. He had a full-blown meltdown and trashed his room. He went from begging you to stay to screaming at you to leave. There were lots of tears shed, and it was not something you wanted to relive.

Sighing, you patted Max so he would get up. This was never how you wanted things to go.

You saw a future with Hoseok. Even though his lifestyle wasn’t ideal, you truly loved him. It was more than you could say about any other man.

“I’ll see you soon, little man.” You gave Max one last scratch before you secured the door.

Making your way back out to the living area, Yoongi was seated on the loveseat next to the two others who were still in the middle of Mario Kart.

You slipped your shoes back on and headed back out the door to leave the compound.

It wasn’t a surprise when Yoongi followed. You’d assumed he would see you on the cameras and come to investigate.

“I never thought I would see you back here.” Yoongi’s voice startled you. He was still a few paces behind you.

“You obviously did. Otherwise, you would have deactivated my code,” You turned to face him, “What did that cost Hoseok?”

“You don’t call him ‘Hobi’ anymore?” He ignored your question.

Silence ensued.

Shaking his head, he said, “It cost him nothing.”

“I know that’s not how this works.” You may not have been involved directly in this world, but you knew nothing was ever free.

“I have hope for the two of you,” Yoongi crossed the distance,” give him another chance. He’s a wreck without you.”

It wasn’t like getting back with Hoseok wasn’t something you pondered yourself, but you really didn’t want to have this conversation right now.

“I’m not doing this, Yoongi.”

“Fine, fine. I won’t push, but he misses you. Think about it, okay?” He squeezed your shoulder and returned to the others in the living room.

Way back when, before any of this happened, you and Yoongi had been friends. It was before you met Hoseok, before Yoongi joined Bangtan, before all of it. You grew up in the same area, so you were often on the same buses and in the same classes at school.

It was a pleasant surprise to see Yoongi at the first dinner Hoseok had invited you to.

You knew that your separation from Hoseok hurt Yoongi as well, because he lost you too.

Turning on your heel, you made it the rest of the way out without a fuss and got into your car.

As you drove away with the compound in your rearview mirror, you had a feeling it would not be the last time you left this place.

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some thoughts about sebastian sallow (playing through as a gryffindor)

*this isn't going to be bit by bit but rather little random thoughts I had as I was playing! maybe i'll make a part two with more random thoughts lol

you can't tell me this fool wasn't smitten with you from the moment you beat him dueling in defense against the dark arts

at first he didn't know how to feel, surprised that he lost to the new fifth-year (also considering they're a filthy Gryffindor)

"not bad for a beginner, you give as good as you get"

Sebastian literally sneaking into the restricted section with you?? and taking the fall? there's no way he had no feelings for you.

Why would anyone get in trouble for some other student they just met and didn't really know?

the first (and like only tbh) real fight the two of you ever had was when he called you ignorant for trusting Lodgok. All you wanted was to stop Ranrock and help Anne in the process. Why couldn't he understand that?

Of course this made you upset, and so you told him off. If he couldn't see that he was taking things too far you needed to remind him.

even when his mind was preoccupied with Anne and his emotions, his still felt the need to apologize for his actions

when he said "I do trust you" after arguing

him hyping you up after viewing Isadora's pensive.

"you've more than proven yourself! you have the ability!"

he would be so supportive of you, even though you come from different houses.

I feel like Ominis would be one of your best friends too.

after everything that happened over the course of fifth year, he'd feel like he could trust you like he trusts Sebastian. You'd become like family to him.

I also totally imagine Ominis harassing Sebastian and being like "where's your Gryffindor?" or "haven't seen your Gryffindor around lately." or honestly maybe even "how's our Gryffindor doing?" once you get closer

making him cast crucio on you? good lord he almost lost his mind. He likely felt so bad for having to hurt the only person who was standing by his side and truly helping him.

him immediately asking if you were all right. I literally fell in love.

You standing by him even when everything happened with Anne and Uncle Solomon in the catacombs.

He knew then that he made the right choice befriending you, and that maybe there was nothing wrong with loving a Gryffindor.

'' I'm glad you came to Hogwarts"

I'd love to hear everyone else's thoughts about him!!

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If anyone has any Harry Potter requests for me please feel free to send them in!! Im hoping to write more for them :)

[guccybangtan]

some thoughts about sebastian sallow (playing through as a gryffindor)

*this isn't going to be bit by bit but rather little random thoughts I had as I was playing! maybe i'll make a part two with more random thoughts lol

you can't tell me this fool wasn't smitten with you from the moment you beat him dueling in defense against the dark arts

at first he didn't know how to feel, surprised that he lost to the new fifth-year (also considering they're a filthy Gryffindor)

"not bad for a beginner, you give as good as you get"

Sebastian literally sneaking into the restricted section with you?? and taking the fall? there's no way he had no feelings for you.

Why would anyone get in trouble for some other student they just met and didn't really know?

the first (and like only tbh) real fight the two of you ever had was when he called you ignorant for trusting Lodgok. All you wanted was to stop Ranrock and help Anne in the process. Why couldn't he understand that?

Of course this made you upset, and so you told him off. If he couldn't see that he was taking things too far you needed to remind him.

even when his mind was preoccupied with Anne and his emotions, his still felt the need to apologize for his actions

when he said "I do trust you" after arguing

him hyping you up after viewing Isadora's pensive.

"you've more than proven yourself! you have the ability!"

he would be so supportive of you, even though you come from different houses.

I feel like Ominis would be one of your best friends too.

after everything that happened over the course of fifth year, he'd feel like he could trust you like he trusts Sebastian. You'd become like family to him.

I also totally imagine Ominis harassing Sebastian and being like "where's your Gryffindor?" or "haven't seen your Gryffindor around lately." or honestly maybe even "how's our Gryffindor doing?" once you get closer

making him cast crucio on you? good lord he almost lost his mind. He likely felt so bad for having to hurt the only person who was standing by his side and truly helping him.

him immediately asking if you were all right. I literally fell in love.

You standing by him even when everything happened with Anne and Uncle Solomon in the catacombs.

He knew then that he made the right choice befriending you, and that maybe there was nothing wrong with loving a Gryffindor.

'' I'm glad you came to Hogwarts"

I'd love to hear everyone else's thoughts about him!!

[guccybangtan]

Blue Side - Chapter X

hello! im still here :) im terribly sorry for such a long hiatus but covid fucked me up.. anyway here’s ch 10. 11 should be up soon :)

pairing; Hybrid!BTS x Reader, Platonic!Jackson Wang x Reader, Jackson Wang x Im Jaebum; Features: Mark Tuan, Bambam, Kim Yugyeom, Choi Youngjae, Park Jinyoung

genre; hybrid bts, poly bts, fluff, a bit of angst

word count; 2215

disclaimers; yelling, banging on glass, some pretty severe injury mentions, mentions of surgery, arguing; (let me know if anything needs to be added its 3am)

Y/N swears she’d never jumped out of bed so fast. Ignoring the pain that was blossoming in her side once more, she disregarded every question that came tumbling out of Hoseok’s mouth.

“Y/N, slow down a sec.’’ Hoseok wrapped his hand around hers as she was reaching for her keys.

“We gotta go, Hobi. There’s no time.’’ Y/N pulled herself from his grip, once again ignoring the hybrid’s calls as she threw open the front door and made her way out.

Nevertheless, Hoseok followed, sliding into the passenger seat as the car hummed to life.

“It was Mark,’’ Y/N started, glancing out the window, “something’s wrong with Yoongi. Something worse than we thought.’’

Hoseok tensed in his seat, “Didn’t you know that already?”

Y/N remained silent.

“He’ll be okay,’’ Hoseok offered after a moment, “he’s strong.’’

“That’s what everyone’s been saying… I’m not sure if I believe it.’’

The short drive to the shelter felt unusually long, but soon enough they were pulling into the parking lot.

It was obvious something was wrong from the moment they stepped inside the building. There were loud bangs coming from the infirmary, accompanied by incessant shouting.

Rounding the corner, they finally saw what was causing all the ruckus.

Namjoon was locked in one of the rooms, banging on the glass and red in the face. It wasn’t exactly clear what he was saying but it appeared that he was screaming obscenities at Mark while motioning at Yoongi.

“What’s going on?” Y/N asked as the aforementioned man came into sight.

“He did that to himself,’’ Mark scoffed as he was taking down the ultrasound machine, “I couldn’t get anything done with him breathing down my neck. ‘What’s this, what’s that’.’’

“So your solution was to lock him up?”

“Worked with this one.’’ He nodded at Yoongi who was settled on the metal table, just as he had been when she left.

It was true. Yoongi had acted much like Namjoon was now when they first arrived and Mark had had the same reaction. It was a good thing they had invested in reinforced glass.

It was hard to believe that the boys had fallen into her life not that long ago. It felt like it had been a lifetime considering everything that had happened. What had happened to the peaceful shelter this place was?

“I’ll try to talk to him.’’ Hoseok said, the banging becoming increasingly louder and more frequent, bringing Y/N out of her thoughts.

“Thank you, Hobi.’’ She tore her gaze from Yoongi to give Hoseok a look of appreciation.

He walked back towards the room holding Namjoon, Youngjae in tow with the key.

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Blue Side - Chapter X

hello! im still here :) im terribly sorry for such a long hiatus but covid fucked me up.. anyway here's ch 10. 11 should be up soon :)

pairing; Hybrid!BTS x Reader, Platonic!Jackson Wang x Reader, Jackson Wang x Im Jaebum; Features: Mark Tuan, Bambam, Kim Yugyeom, Choi Youngjae, Park Jinyoung

genre; hybrid bts, poly bts, fluff, a bit of angst

word count; 2215

disclaimers; yelling, banging on glass, some pretty severe injury mentions, mentions of surgery, arguing; (let me know if anything needs to be added its 3am)

Y/N swears she’d never jumped out of bed so fast. Ignoring the pain that was blossoming in her side once more, she disregarded every question that came tumbling out of Hoseok’s mouth.

“Y/N, slow down a sec.’’ Hoseok wrapped his hand around hers as she was reaching for her keys.

“We gotta go, Hobi. There’s no time.’’ Y/N pulled herself from his grip, once again ignoring the hybrid's calls as she threw open the front door and made her way out.

Nevertheless, Hoseok followed, sliding into the passenger seat as the car hummed to life.

“It was Mark,’’ Y/N started, glancing out the window, “something’s wrong with Yoongi. Something worse than we thought.’’

Hoseok tensed in his seat, “Didn’t you know that already?”

Y/N remained silent.

“He’ll be okay,’’ Hoseok offered after a moment, “he’s strong.’’

“That’s what everyone’s been saying… I'm not sure if I believe it.’’

The short drive to the shelter felt unusually long, but soon enough they were pulling into the parking lot.

It was obvious something was wrong from the moment they stepped inside the building. There were loud bangs coming from the infirmary, accompanied by incessant shouting.

Rounding the corner, they finally saw what was causing all the ruckus.

Namjoon was locked in one of the rooms, banging on the glass and red in the face. It wasn’t exactly clear what he was saying but it appeared that he was screaming obscenities at Mark while motioning at Yoongi.

“What’s going on?” Y/N asked as the aforementioned man came into sight.

“He did that to himself,’’ Mark scoffed as he was taking down the ultrasound machine, “I couldn’t get anything done with him breathing down my neck. ‘What’s this, what’s that’.’’

“So your solution was to lock him up?”

“Worked with this one.’’ He nodded at Yoongi who was settled on the metal table, just as he had been when she left.

It was true. Yoongi had acted much like Namjoon was now when they first arrived and Mark had had the same reaction. It was a good thing they had invested in reinforced glass.

It was hard to believe that the boys had fallen into her life not that long ago. It felt like it had been a lifetime considering everything that had happened. What had happened to the peaceful shelter this place was?

“I’ll try to talk to him.’’ Hoseok said, the banging becoming increasingly louder and more frequent, bringing Y/N out of her thoughts.

“Thank you, Hobi.’’ She tore her gaze from Yoongi to give Hoseok a look of appreciation.

He walked back towards the room holding Namjoon, Youngjae in tow with the key.

Mark motioned for Y/N to come around to the table to where he was standing, wanting to show her his observations.

Yoongi was asleep, an IV pumping fluids into his system.

Mark had cut off his shirt, revealing the pale expanse of his chest.

There were a multitude of bruises littering Yoongi’s skin, but they were mostly concentrated on the left side of his torso.

“You said Kai went berserk right?” Mark asked after a moment.

Y/N gulped, nodding silently. There was no way this could be good.

“I think he did more damage internally than we originally thought. Yoongi fighting that dude after probably did a number on him as well if there was something wrong already.’’ Mark explained, muttering about aggravating the internal lacerations and causing further damage to whatever had been harmed in the previous fight.

“So what’s wrong with him?” “Well, it seems like his spleen is ruptured, and we're worried about a few broken ribs.” Mark shrugged, moving over to a screen that held a few x-rays, “Youngjae think’s they’re just bruised but I disagree. Youngjae’s argument was that he had broken ribs before and they didn’t heal properly which causes the illusion in the x-rays.’’

“Regardless, the one thing that really concerns me is this.’’ He pointed to the screen, “it looks like one of his ribs might have possibly punctured his lung, but he hasn’t had any issues breathing, at least not yet, so we don’t really have anything to go off other than the x-ray.’’

“Oh, Yoongi,’’ Y/N whispered, moving to rest her hand atop the hybrids.

“If it were up to me, he’d already be in surgery to fix his ribs, but Youngjae thinks we should wait.’’

Y/N took a deep breath, sighing as she exhaled.

This was so much information to take in, and even though she knew Yoongi was in the best hands, she couldn’t help but worry. Pulling up a chair, she settled next to the table and reached for Yoongi’s hand once more.

-

Namjoon watched as Youngjae reappeared in front of the door, the glass doing nothing to prevent him from seeing the others' motions.

He watched as Youngjae shoved the key into the lock, and jumped up from the bed when the door opened, instincts preparing him to fight.

It had been a long time since he had felt such panic like this. Yoongi was normally calculated. He hasn’t been hurt like this since the night they met. When you see someone as strong, it’s almost impossible to imagine them as anything but. Yoongi was supposed to be invincible, the one who never broke down no matter what. He was Namjoon’s rock. He always had been.

Just as Namjoon prepared himself to rush out, every bit of fight left him as he caught sight of Hoseok.

“A little birdy told me you’ve been awfully disruptive.’’ Hoseok ribbed as he slipped through the crack in the door.

“Do you mean a little asshole?” Namjoon let himself deflate fully as he sat back down on the bed.

“He can’t help Yoongi if-’’

“Don’t.’’ A growl tore through Namjoon’s throat.

Hoseok cocked his head.

“Don’t what? Tell you how it is?” He took a step forward.

“You. Don’t. Scare me.’’ Each word was punctuated with stiff pokes to the wolf's shoulder.

Namjoon shook his head, swatting Hoseok’s hand away.

“You don’t have to pretend you care. Y/N isn’t here.’’

“Who said I was ever pretending? Or any of the others for that matter?” Hoseok crossed his arms, huffing. “You think that you’re the only one who cares about Yoongi? Are the rest of us not allowed to care because we haven’t known him as long? Are we not allowed to care about you?”

“I never said-’’

“You’re implying it. I’ll have you know Jin and Jimin are probably still sitting up at Y/N’s waiting to hear something. As soon as she and Jungkook left to find him, and you for that matter, we’ve all been on edge. Poor Jimin hasn’t looked that nervous since his first day here.’’

“I get the point.’’ Namjoon spat.

“I don’t think you do,” Hoseok said, sitting on the sheets next to Namjoon, close enough that their thighs brushed, “These are Y/N’s friends. You have to trust them to take care of Yoongi. You can’t do everything by yourself.’’

Namjoon laughed bitterly, “it was just us for a long time. I can’t override my instincts.’’

“You don’t have to, just let the professionals work. Nothing good will come from you worrying yourself into cardiac arrest.’’

Hoseok moved to brush a loose strand of hair from Namjoon’s forehead, trailing his hand up through his locks to scratch at the base of his ears.

“You should lay down, try to get some rest. Yoongi isn’t going to go anywhere, and you know Y/N would never let anything happen to him.’’

Namjoon started to protest, but Hobi had already shut off the lights and began to peel back the covers to the bed.

“I’ll stay with you, if you don’t mind?” Hoseok posed, shifting his weight from foot to foot as he stood on the other side of the bed. A part of him was afraid that Namjoon would lash out, tell him to scat like he was nothing but a piece of trash, but that wasn’t the reaction he received.

“As long as you don’t hog the blankets.’’ Namjoon said as he slid into the awaiting covers.

Hoseok was right. Namjoon had had a long day, and it’s not like he came out of the ring unscathed either. Besides, there really was nothing for him to do for Yoongi. It doesn’t mean his worry melted away, but getting some rest would help him keep his thoughts clear.

Hoseok moved to slip into the otherside of the bed. It was a standard twin, so it was a tight fit, but the pup had no problem burrowing up to the wolf's side, placing an arm around his waist.

“Just relax, Joon. We’ll know more in the morning.’’

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It had been silent ever since Mark had finished informing Y/N of everything. There wasn’t much of a need to talk anyway, and Y/N feared the noise would disturb Yoongi.

Y/N had noticed the light switch off in the room housing her hybrids. How Hoseok managed to talk Namjoon into calming down, she may never find out. Him managing to get him to sleep? That was a miracle. She was glad he was resting, though. After everything Namjoon had been through tonight, his mind needed some peace, even if only for a few hours.

It wasn’t long before Youngjae re-entered the room, and talks of surgery resumed.

“If we put him under and there isn’t anything wrong with his lung, we’d just be causing unnecessary trauma and blood loss.” Youngjae shook his head, staring at the images as if they held the answer to life.

“If we don’t and there is something wrong, it’ll kill him,’’ Mark argued back, “we need to make a decision, soon.’’

Y/N turned away from the pair, instead focusing back on Yoongi. She didn’t want to think about the possibility of losing him, especially not after just getting him back.

“You’ll be okay bub,’’ She whispered, running her hands through his hair, “you have to be.’’

“You’re not looking at the bigger picture!’’ Mark slammed his clipboard on his desk, his frustration at Youngjae boiling over, “even if his lung is fine, his spleen still needs to be treated. That blood loss is what will kill him.”

“The room is prepped, let’s just get this over with. I’ll call the nurses for some extra hands’’ Youngjae shook his head once more. As much as Y/N loved both of her friends, Mark had more experience with this sort of thing than Younjae. Yoongi’s spleen was a serious issue that couldn’t be overlooked.

Feeling her hand be squeezed, Y/N looked down to see that the commotion had stirred Yoongi.

Letting out a groan, Yoongi licked his lips before giving Y/N a soft smile.

“Hey, you.’’

“Hey yourself.’’ Y/N chuckled. It was a relief to see Yoongi awake, but she still had the looming feeling of dread hanging over her.

“What’s the prognosis?” Yoongi asked.

“Everything looks good, just a ruptured spleen and maybe a few broken ribs.’’

“You’re quite the jokester aren’t you?”

“Only when I’m nervous.’’

Yoongi looked at Y/N somberly, “It’ll be okay. No matter what happens.’’

“No, Yoongi. It won’t,” Y/N shook her head, standing up from her seat next to him, “ We can’t lose you. Not me, not Namjoon, not any of the others.’’ Feeling tears beginning to well up in her eyes, Y/N turns away from the table.

Before she can go too far, she feels the softness of Yoongi’s palm fill her own.

“I’ve been here before. Only the last time I didn’t have anyone who cared about me,”’ Yoongi started, lacing her fingers with his own, “whatever’s gonna happen will happen, regardless of what we want. The universe is fucked up like that.’’

“You can’t say stuff like that.’’ Pulling her hand from his own, Y/N walked over to where Mark had left his clipboard, “they’re gonna take you into surgery soon.’’

“Seems like a good plan.’’

Scoffing, Y/N lays the clipboard back down.

“How can you be so calm in a time like this?”

Taking a moment to ponder the question, it is silent before Yoongi speaks.

“Because the rest of you need me to be.’’

Feeling more tears beginning to develop, Y/N chooses not to give a response. She didn’t want to think about what life would be like without Yoongi, even though he had only been in hers for a short while.

“Promise me you’ll go to sleep when they take me in?” Yoongi breaks the silence.

Y/N just nods, not wanting to tell him there’s no way in hell she’d even be able to close her eyes.

Watching Yoongi’s eyes begin to flutter, she whispers for him to sleep now, and that she’d see him when this was all said and done.

It didn’t take long for him to be out cold. Y/N brushed his bangs off of his forehead, leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss to his skin.

Looking back to the other room, Hoseok and Namjoon were still sound asleep. Settling back into her chair, there was nothing else for Y/N to do but wait.

-

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[guccybangtan]

Blue Side - Chapter IX

This is a fucking ride. My favorite part yet.

Please reblog and comment! :)

pairing; Hybrid!BTS x Reader, Platonic!Jackson Wang x Reader, Jackson Wang x Im Jaebum; Features: Mark Tuan, Bambam, Kim Yugyeom, Choi Youngjae, Park Jinyoung 

genre; hybrid bts, poly bts, fluff, a bit of angst

word count; 7676

disclaimers; fighting (physical, verbal), a sexual innuendo (u have to squint but I thought it was funny), fainting/knocked out, blood, an indirect mention of sex trafficking; (let me know if something needs to be added)

**Links Removed** see masterlist for other chapters

Winters in Seoul were lots of things. Enjoyable was not one of them.

Namjoon walked quickly, not wanting to be in the cold any longer than he had to. It’s not like where he was going was far anyway.

Pulling the coat tighter around his body, he stopped in his tracks.

It smelt like Y/N, yeah, but it also smelt like that damn rabbit.

Growling lowly, Namjoon tossed his head to the side, cursing internally.

‘Great,’ he thought, ‘I’m waist deep in shit, now I get to deal with this?’

Regardless of his feelings, discarding the jacket would be calling upon death to take him, so he bucked up and continued on.

It was cold when Y/N woke up. Colder than usual.

She reached out groping the sheets, trying to find Namjoon.

When she couldn’t even find a trace of body heat, she shot up.

‘Maybe he went to sleep with the others,’ Y/N thought, padding out of her room a few steps down the hall.

Why he would do that, she didn’t know, but he generally did a lot of weird things.

Gently opening the door, she peeked into the other bedroom.

All three hybrids were smashed onto the bed, Jimin sandwiched in the middle.

Hoseok had his arms wound tightly around Jimin, Jin somehow holding both of them in his arms.

Y/N smiled at the sight, and closed the door, not wanting to wake them.

Jinyoung had sent Y/N a text while she was sleeping, informing her she didn’t need to come into work that day.

‘He’s probably still mad,’ Y/N locked her phone, chucking it onto her bed.

With nothing more to do than wait for the boys to wake up, Y/N figured she’d call Jackson.

Maybe Namjoon went to the shelter.

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[starspangledsteve1deac]

but like who started the idea that fanfiction writers are somehow bothered by enthusiasm for their work???? cause i see posts all the time like “do writers really want to talk with us about their fics? Do writers really want long comments? I dont want to bother them” and i just think its absolutely ridiculous????

ofc i want to talk to you about it, and would love to hear you go on about it. i took time out of my real life to write this stuff down so we could all share these characters!!! the idea that you’re bothering a fanfiction writer, a fellow nerd, is absolutely crazy

[mikkeneko]

Personally I attribute at least part of this to the shift of fandom onto Tumblr platform. Because of the way Tumblr works, multiple replies and reactions can get cluttered and overwhelming really fast, so leaving replies and feedback can be awkward. I have actually seen ‘tumblr etiquette’ posts going around scolding people for adding commentary onto posts when they reblog it! Actually discouraging  people from reacting and adding their own words!  If any of this attitude spills over onto fanfic posts and reblogs, no wonder readers are shy about adding their own words to an author’s posts.

Dear fans on tumblr: 

WE, THE AUTHORS, REALLY WANT TO HEAR YOUR COMMENTS. 

[impala-dreamer]

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS GOOD IN THIS HELLSITE, REBLOG WITH COMMENT. It literally uplifts us to know someone cared enough about our work to share and comment on it. I have abandoned entire series because no one seemed to care and ONE reblog with comment made me go back to it to finish. You, the readers, have the MAGIC ability to change someone’s day for the better or worse. We NEED you. Without readers, there’s no reason for us to share except blind hope that someone else will like it. If you like it… let us know. YOU NEVER EVER BOTHER US WITH YOUR COMMENTS. Trust me. <3

[dontshootmespence]

Me if you reblog with comments or send me messages

[purgatoryking]

welcome to the end

[unpretty]

Tumblr: *rolls out “best stuff first”*

My blog:

[unpretty]

on the one hand this is a joke post because lol i have never made a good post in my life, but also, if i hadn’t made the connection between this update and my sudden nosedive in activity, i would have been really fucking discouraged about all the shit i’ve been working on lately. i guarantee there are people on tumblr right now who haven’t made that connection, and who are trying to figure out why suddenly no one likes anything they’ve made. and that fucking sucks.

[jasper-appreciation]

Reminder to go into your settings and turn off ‘Best Stuff First’ because my activity’s tanked a couple days ago for no reason so this stuff IS happening.

You WILL miss content with that setting on.

[sergle]

i ain’t joking when i say that my activity looks JUST like this too and i wasn’t sure why

[hiddlescheekbones]

I can only find the option on the app under Settings > Dashboard Preferences.

[clintfbarton-deactivated2025012]

To support content creators do us a favour and turn off “Best stuff first”. Open the tumblr app (Android or iOs) and go to “Settings > Dashboard Preferences. And please reblog this post, so that everybody will see this. Thank you very much!

[drferox]

I assumed I just wasn’t writing very well, but maybe it’s not just me.

Am I supposed to pay to get my writing in front of followers now?

[space-australians]

We interrupt your regularly-scheduled sci-fi content because this is important for app users, and it sucks. We all follow blogs because we want to see their content, not to have a crappy algorithm decide what’s best.

This blog is down approximately 80%, which doesn’t affect me other than as an annoyance (as this is a hobby and @okayto is small-ish) but the issue undoubtedly hurts others.

Below are instructions for turning it off. You have to do it individually–it doesn’t matter if a blog you follow turns it off, you’ll still be affected unless you do the same.

[guccybangtan]

Blue Side - Series Masterlist

Pairing; Hybrid!BTS x Reader;

Rating; NC-17 (chapters I-X), 18+ (eventual smut)

Genre; Hybrid BTS, Poly BTS;

Word Count; currently 34,625

Status; ONGOING

Description; y/n is just a local shelter worker, trying to recover from a lost relationship with her hybrids. When she finds five new ones thrust into her life suddenly, how do her other hybrids react? How does she manage the baggage that comes with the new ones? A tale of love, loss, and reclamation.

Warnings/Disclaimers; see each chapter

Chapter I

Chapter II

Chapter III

Chapter IV

Chapter V

Chapter VI

Chapter VII

Chapter VIII

Chapter IX

Chapter X

Chapter XI

Chapter XII

Chapter XIII

Epilogue

(sorry it took so long for me to get my shit together I started this over 2 years ago and never made a post for it *cries*)

[guccybangtan]

Pull Me In - Jung Hoseok

pairing; hoseok x reader

word count; 3,058 ( a lil baby compared to some of these other fics 🥵)

genre; fluff, smut, non idol! au

warnings; semi public sex, spanking (like once maybe), blow job, daddy kink, unprotected sex, shower sex, impreg kink/breeding kink; let me know if anything needs to be added

a/n; I know I haven’t posted since blue side chapter 10  (which was like three months ago??? I’m so sorry???) 

but!! im back with this small fic for ‘The Summer Bucket List Collab’ hosted by @jamaisjoons​

now, usually my fics are longer and better but on top of my issues with my college(long story) my dad is also in the hospital with some serious health issues so its been a whirlwind of the last few months

I hate making excuses but I wanted you all to know what’s been up but im hoping to get some more of my wips done now that I have classes again :)

regardless pls enjoy this fic I enjoyed writing it even though its not the best 

(also I still haven’t written that much smut so pls don’t crucify me)

shout out to Maggie - @kimtaehyunq​ for helping me with the wonderful banner for this! pls support them in their works 

enough blabbering, here we go :)

In the heat of the summer, there’s nothing more relaxing than relaxing than a nice trip to the water. Since your little brother’s birthday fell right at the height of summer, your family frequented the local water park to celebrate, effectively hitting two birds with one stone. Everyone got to cool off and your brother got to have an amazing party.

This year Y/B/N was turning ten and he took special care in selecting which of his friends he wants to attend. Your mother permitted him to bring along five friends, not counting you and the family.

Much to everyone’s surprise, the first person he asked for was Hoseok.

Hoseok was your boyfriend of three years, and he and Y/B/N hadn’t always gotten along. You and your little brother were very close, and when Hoseok first started coming around Y/B/N felt like he was taking you away from him.

Even though things eventually lightened up and Y/B/N became like a second shadow to him, Hoseok still worried that Y/B/N harbored hatred for him in secret.

“He really wants me there?” Hoseok asked you, fingers halting their ministrations.

The two of you had been settled on the couch nestled among the pillows even though it was sweltering, and Hoseok had been gently massaging you as you laid on top of him.

“You were the first person he asked for. Must be all that energy you have.” You poked, causing your boyfriend to begin shaking with laughter.

Silence ensued once more and as Hoseok continued to run his fingers across your skin, you found yourself drifting closer and closer to sleep.

Just as you were about to fall over the edge, the rumble of Hoseok’s voice in his chest woke you.

“What should I get him?” He voiced his out of the blue question.

You chuckled, shaking your head.

“He’ll love whatever you decide on regardless.”

“Well what about..” As Hoseok prattled on, you let sleep come again.

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