Keep in mind that the 18+ warning does NOT only apply to smut, so please read the individual warnings on EVERY fic, thank yeowww :)
OT7
Idol!AU
Little Do You Know by @yoongiofmine Complete 18+
Relax, It’s Our Honeymoon! by @birchandspruce Complete 18+
You Complete Us by birchandspruce Complete
wild, wild, wilderness by @kimnjss Complete 18+
home sweet castle by kimnjss Complete 18+
The Plot Twist ft Soulmate!AU by @blog-name-idk Ongoing 18+
The Line Between Love And War ft Soulmate!AU by @purpleyoonn Ongoing
baby (you complete us) ft Soulmate!AU by purpleyoonn Ongoing 18+
Unorthodox by @beahae Ongoing 18+
The curious move-in to apartment 27 by @sor-vette Ongoing 18+
Got the music in you baby by @minniedaisies One Shot
Love Starved by @hollyhomburg One Shot 18+
The Sex Strike by @borathae One Shot 18+
Soulmate!AU
The Book of Soulmates by @alpacaparkaseok Complete
Moonchild by @jeonggukkiepabo Ongoing? idk hehe 18+
Mafia!AU
Between The Bloodshed by @agustdakasuga Complete 18+
Ethereal ft Fantasy!AU by purpleyoonn Complete 18+
Ride With you by @jellifysh Ongoing 18+
The Way Of A Criminal by agustdakasuga Ongoing 18+
Thou Shall Not Steal by @xherxx Ongoing 18+
A/B/O!AU
House of the Omegaverse ft Dark!AU by @sopejinsunflower Complete 18+
Lone Wolf by @sopebubbles Ongoing 18+
Before I leave you ft Dark!AU by @hollyhomburg (READ THE TW FOR REAL) Ongoing 18+
Royal!AU / Historical!AU
The Return of an Empress by @you-are-my-joy Complete 18+
Fall of Empire by @aloneatpeace Ongoing 18+
Hybrid!AU
Abundance by @angelicyoongie Ongoing 18+
100% sure i've read more but i can't remember any of em rn lol
Dark!AU
Death Valley by @bangtangalicious Complete 18+
College!AU
Everything Falls (Into Place) by blog-name-idk Complete 18+
Thesis It by xherxx Complete 18+
The Apartment Games by @softiejoon Maybe discontinued but here for the aesthetics
Kings of Campus by @luxekook Ongoing 18+
Journey to the dick by @whatifyoulivelikethat One Shot 18+
Sharing is Caring by @theharrowing One Shot 18+
Fantasy!AU
Recrudescence ft Idol!AU by @chimchimsauce Complete 18+
To have, to hold, to make you stay by sor-vette Complete 18+
Other
All the Kinks ft Multifandom, Multi!AU’s by @helvonasche Complete 18+
Getting Back Into The Swing Of Things by jellifysh Complete 18+
Boyfriend for Hire by @remedyx Ongoing 18+
Audios by @youmyjhope 18+
Sh. by @wwilloww Ongoing? idk hehe 18+
NOT OT7
Idol!AU
Need by @bang-tan-bitches ft KNJ, JHS and MYG ft A/B/O!AU Complete 18+
The bias room by @chimivx ft MYG, KTH and JJK One Shot
Desperate by borathae ft PJM, KTH and JJK One Shot 18+
Floored by @lavienjin ft JHS, PJM, JJK One Shot 18+
College!AU
Stretch You Out by @chateautae ft KNJ and JJK One Shot 18+
Fantasy!AU
bitten & knotted by @jamaisjoons ft JHS and KNJ One Shot 18+
Other
Magic Hands by @breadoffoxy ft PJM and KTH Complete 18+
Fucking Around by @tanniefm ft PJM, KTH and JJK One Shot 18+
The Art Of Self Restraint by @scribblemetae ft PJM, KTH and JJK One Shot 18+
The Sope Surprise by @chelsea-chee ft JHS and MYG One Shot 18+
The D Box by breadoffoxy ft KSJ, MYG and JJK One Shot 18+
Swiss Miss by @here4kpopfics ft KNJ and KSJ One Shot 18+
Bigger & Better by lavienjin ft KNJ and KTH One Shot 18+
Package Deal by @hoseokhasmyheartxx ft JHS and MYG One Shot 18+
Rain On Me by @dawnagustd ft KTH and JJK One Shot 18+
When i tell you my hand is cramped from all the clicking and my eyes are blurry for staring at the screen for 8+ hours...
AND THIS IS HOW WE CONCLUDE 1/9 REC POSTS WUUUU
Stay tuned because I still have to post the recs from each member and one final giving a massive shoutout to all my favorite BTS fic authors of all time (including everyone here and many more hehe)
You'll notice that some authors weren't properly tagged, that's cause tumblr wouldn't let me tag more than 50 users, so I made sure to tag the writers AT LEAST ONE TIME in case there where more than one of their works mentioned here :)
Btw, if any of the links don't work or there is a mistake or anything, please let me know so I can fix it :)
“I’m sorry “ you gasped lightly at the feeling of milk seeping into your socks and the scrape of glass shards against the floor. For whatever reason, your grip had slipped and your glass of milk had tumbled to the floor without much time to try and save it.
“What?” Namjoon’s voice bellowed from the hall, “are you making a mess in there?”
“I’m sorry” you called back, the bass in your boyfriend’s voice had left a shiver down your spine. He wasn’t shouting at you, you told yourself, but even so you could feel the ever so familiar swell of anxiety in your stomach.
“Don’t- don’t be mad!” You could only quickly glance up at Namjoon as he entered the kitchen, a furrow of confusion knitting his brow as he watched you scramble on the floor to clean it. “It was an accident, I’m sorry, I don’t know- I don’t know what happened.” You babbled, hands shaky as you frantically trying to pick the glass up- ignored the little stings of glass cutting your fingers.
“Hey” he knelt down beside you, reaching to grab your wrist to put a gentle stop to your panic. “Calm down, you know I don’t care.”
“No- it’s going to stain, ruin the floor, I wasted all of it- I broke one of your nice glasses-“ you hit him with every excuse in the book, trying to hide the shake in your voice towards the end. “Please don’t be mad” you begged, reaching to wipe away the first tear that fell; smearing milk and blood against your cheek.
“Hey” Namjoon frowned, “calm down, it’s just milk. I’m not mad.” You felt him pry your hands away from the mess, tugging your body closer to his. “I’m not mad, I promise.”
You nodded, face pressed into his chest as he hugged you, rocking you back and forth. “Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize” he kisses the top of your head. “I understand.”
He pried you from the floor and to the bathroom, running your cut hands under the water carefully. You watch him wrap bandages around your fingers and palm.
You sniffled, grateful that he understood why it was so much more than spilled milk to you.
seokjin would join you in bed and hug you from behind. He'd bury his face into you hair whispering sorrys and i love yous. He'd wait for you turn around and when you did, you'd wrap your arms around his small waist. He'd caress your hair gently. When he tried to talk, you explained that you were tired and that you could talk about it tomorrow.
In the morning, you would find the space beside you empty. He'd be in the kitchen preparing breakfast for the both of you. When he sees you come out from the corner, he gives you a warm smile. You came up behind him and hugged his back. He'd turn around and exchanged the hug and kiss your forehead
"You really didn't have to."
"Just an apology for last night."
yoongi feels that the what you both really need is space. he'd leave you off on your own to find your own peace while he would spend his time in the studio. He'll wait when you're ready. Sometimes he'll be upfront about it and just talk to you, other times he wouldn't exactly know what to do, like tonight.
That's basically how you ended up in front of his studio. You knocked on his door and in less than 3 seconds he opened up. He let you in and the silence was awkward. You both finally decided to talk through it and handle it like adults.
Hugging was yours and his way of saying sorry. After all, actions speak louder than words. You'd end up in each other's arms by the end of the night.
hoseok would stop halfway through the argument. He'd realise that fighting was no solution to whatever was wrong. You two would sit there for a while and just let the silence surround you both. the silence would break when he sighs. He wouldn't say anything, he'd just come closer and bring you in his arms. You'd talk through the argument for a while still caged in his arms.
"let's not fight anymore."
After that, it would all just be love and peace. He'd bring up random stuff from the past that you two would laugh about like that time he got left at the gas station or the time you tried baking cupcakes and nearly burnt down the house.
namjoon believes that communication is what's most important. He'll distance himself away from you for no more than 30 minutes and when he feels that the moment is right he'll approach you slowly and with consideration.
"Let's talk this out please."
He might want to go on a walk while you guys talk or maybe even the balcony or even just on the couch. Anywhere you could find peace. The both of you would talk it out and he'd handle it very maturely. He'd start first, admitting his own mistakes and then it would be your turn. Once everything's settled, he would move closer to you opening his arms to engulf you in a warm hug that lasted for a good few minutes. In his arms, you would forget everything that had happened.
jimin would need space. He'd leave you alone for a while as he thought you needed space too. During that time, he'll visit a convenience store open 24/7 or just sit on a park bench and recollect himself and wonder if the argument was actually worth it.
By the time he'd get home, you'd already be tucked in bed. He knew you wouldn't be asleep and laugh it off when he noticed you pretending to be. "hey i got you some stuff."
He'd hand you a bag of your favourite items he had gotten from the convenience store. Along with that, a teddy and a box of chocolates as if it was valentine's day. "sorry about what happened earlier, i love you."
taehyung, like jimin, would also need some space. you'd give each other the silent treatment for some time. Like right now, the both of you were in the kitchen preparing dinner. No words exchanged between the both of you and it had been like this for nearly a week now.
Once you had finished eating, you headed into the kitchen to wash the dishes. You'd be in deep thought wondering how long the silent treatment would last that you didn't realise he had walked in until he wrapped his arms around your waist. When he noticed your tears falling, he'd turn you around and pull you in closer, your head buried in his chest.
"let's not argue."
jungkook would think the whole argument is just childish, he'd let you off to do your own things and he'll find something to keep him company. But that doesn't mean he'd moved on from the argument, while he's doing whatever he pleases he can't help but think if all points you made actually added up.
When he'd come to the conclusion that the argument was completely useless, he'd find a way to apologise. Before he'd leave your apartment, he'll write a letter first and leave it on the kitchen counter in hopes you'll find it.
"-i'll leave you alone for a bit. if you want me, just send a message or a call and i'll be there. sorry again baby, i love you."
Namjoon is champagne. He's the whole bottle. A tall glass of perfection, full-bodied, sweet, and strong. Piercing eyes watching you over the rim. You drink him in, his sleek suit, his honey voice, impressive in everything he does, and the way he notices the small things about you. He offers to pay for another, already knowing what you like. You found each other in empty bar in a nice restaurant in an even nicer hotel. It's enticing, you share a confession and a laugh, in high spirits. You listen, drunk on, what is it? This feeling bubbling, a seltzer inside of you that makes you jittery every time you catch his eyes staring at your legs. You cheers one last time in the quietness of his suite. You know how this will end, but you hope maybe he will find a taste for you like you have now of him. That he will seek you out as his favorite drink. You hope his eyes that watched you so curiously all night, now watching as you fall apart under him, never look at another. He tickles the back of your throat, has you gasping for more. Is it too much to ask of him? For another round of him?
Seokjin is Tequila on a bright summer day. A knockout, too pretty, too smooth. The type of man you should savor. But it was quick, sudden introduction. You tipped your head back into his wide shoulder, pleading eyes meeting his surprised face. He wraps his arm around your body, lips meeting in a chaste kiss, your mysterious patron scaring away a sour nuisance to your left. At first meeting you already understood each other completely, you hadn’t known it fully then, too tipsy in that moment. You share a shot to thank him, and somehow your act becomes something more, your friendly banter becomes something more, and with every pour, your lie turns into truth, he feels it and so do you. It started as an act, but now it just feels right. Right place, right time. You stay by his side, he makes excuses keep you close, buys you another round, his smile bright and warm. Laughter that makes your sides hurt. Kisses that make your heart jump. Embraces that make your knees weak. The sun sets and kisses turn heated, mouths molding together, tongues licking salty skin, drinking each other in.
Yoongi is smooth nightcap right before bed. A glass of whisky on the rocks he pours for you and him. You tell each other your worries, caressing smooth skin, his love warms you under the covers. He whispers sweet praise that fills you up with him. Sweet affirmations against your belly button, hands trickling down your body. You hiss in contentedness, fingers twisting in his hair. His voice is suave and silky, like the sheets wrapped around your bodies. His sharp tongue moves smoothly, makes you wine against him. He is your drink of choice, you would choose him, every day, every night.
Hoseok is club drinks on a friday night. Expensive and sweet, designer, rich. Hands moving your swaying body to the music, his hot breath against your temple. He is the life of the party, he lifts you up, excites you, makes your palms sweat and your body pulse. You laugh too loudly, dance too closely, look into each others' eyes, neon club lights shining within his dark gaze. If he's a bad decision, you don't care, if this high lasts only for tonight, you don't mind, because his wide grin and close body delights your senses, and by the way he looks at you and holds you possessively, you just know, next weekend you will indulge again.
Jimin is Soju. Friends at home, homemade dinner and a full case you intend to finish. You go shot for shot, wanting to see more of the side he only shows when his walls are worn down, when you have enough liquid courage to encourage him. You knock into each other, bodies like magnets, impossible to pull away, hands lingering for much longer than either of you intend. You lean into him when hugs you in jest. He tickles you, to tease you, but also because he wants to feel your suppleness, needs to hear your sweet laughter, wants to watch you writhing and gasping. The reasons why you can’t keep your hands away are ignored, too shy to speak them. Even when he kisses you, you pretend it’s the alcohol talking, even when you pull him in by the neck, you blame the empty bottles. But you can’t deny, you’re not a drinker, and he’s the taste you crave.
Taehyung is white wine on a starry night. Smooth notes sung against your cheek, smile tickling your ear, hands around your waist, deep soft chuckles and eyes watching you instead of the stars. A galaxy in his irises that spreads warmth down your body, wholly intoxicated by his presence. There's a deep sense of belonging as your lips sip his love slowly, as you take your time savoring your moments with him, like this life with him was meant to be romanticized, cherished, celebrated at every waking moment. A blanket, cheese, bread, his jacket around your shoulders and Taehyung, always the perfect accompaniment.
Jungkook is a glass of cold beer. Solo cups in the kitchen, shy eyes meeting each other above the rim. Foam on his lip licked away and youthful charm about him. Exploring eyes that lead to exploring hands and exploring lips. Bodies pressed tightly to one another as you speak, cupped hands over ears, teasing each other, flirtatious dares, propositions spoken through slurred smiles. You didn't notice how strong of a connection it was until you were knocked off your feet by him. You sit in a foreign bedroom, kissing and spilling, fingers dipping into one another's cup, a sloppy game of passion and giggles. The music dulls when you're having a taste of each other, your body numb by the pleasure he pours into you. Tomorrow morning when you wake up with matching bruises, your cups empty but your hearts now full, the memories will be hazy, but you'll still feel it, that strong connection that has you both questioning just how bad you're addicted.
You looked at the clock realizing you had been working nonstop for the last few hours. Deciding it was time for a break you removed your headphones and closed your laptop. You looked up and saw your boyfriend Namjoon sitting at his desk reading over something on his computer. You assumed it was some new lyrics or maybe the groups upcoming schedule. Nothing out of the ordinary. Quietly you packed up the rest of your belongings and started to scroll on your phone not wanting to disrupt him.
Your time on the internet was cut short when you heard a sniffle coming from your boyfriends direction. Slowly making your way over to him you lightly laid your hand on his shoulder, “Joonie is something wrong?”
Namjoon chuckled and wiped at his face, “No nothings wrong. My allergies are just acting up. Don’t worry love.” He took your hand and gave you a reassuring kiss, but something about it didn’t sit right with you. Suddenly a knock at the door pulled both of your attentions in that direction. Namjoon walked over to answer it and after a few moments walked back. “Hey Y/N I’m really sorry, but management wants to have a quick meeting to go over some things for the next tour. I shouldn’t be long. Once I get back we can go get dinner and head home.” You nodded as he kissed the top of your head and walked out.
You took a seat back on the couch to patiently wait, but the scene from earlier kept replaying in your head. Namjoon never had allergies before and you knew by the wavering in his voice that he had clearly been crying. You tried to shake the thought, choosing to believe his words, but as you were looking around the studio trying to distract yourself you noticed that he had left his computer open to the page he was looking at earlier. You weren’t one for snooping, but something in your gut told you that those words had something to do with Namjoon’s current state.
You made your way over to the screen and took a seat in Namjoon’s chair. You knew he would be furious if he knew you were going behind his back, but you also knew he’d never tell you what was wrong not wanting to burden you and this was your solution to finding a way to help him.
The words on the screen broke your heart. No wonder he was in tears. Various comments from “fans” all saying hurtful things,
“Namjoon is seriously the worst leader. I mean does he even care about his members.”
“I thought idols were supposed to be attractive. Namjoon is the farthest thing from that.”
“Where did they find this guy? Namjoon has zero talent and is just bringing the whole group down.”
The more comments you read the more your heart shattered. How could anyone say such hurtful things? It was at this time that you heard a click come from behind you. Spinning around in the chair you saw Namjoon standing there. You braced yourself for him to be angry with you for snooping. You thought he’d yell or even ask you to leave. You were surprised when he slowly reach out for you and pulled you into a hug. He squeezed and held you close. You could feel his breath getting shaky as his tears slowly fell onto your skin.
“I’m sorry Y/N. I didn’t want you to know about it because I don’t want you to worry about me. You have enough to worry about without having to feel bad for me. I can handle it.”
You reached up and wiped the tears from his cheeks, “No Joonie, please don’t hide things like this from me. I want to be there for you. No matter what it is. Those people aren’t fans. No fan would willingly try and hurt you like that. You are so talented in so many ways and you’re the best leader. I see how you care for the guys so much every day and they come to you for everything. They clearly trust you as their leader.”
His frown started to turn up a little. “And I might be a little biased, but I happen to think you are the best looking idol out there. And judging by the numerous Namjoon fan accounts I follow I don’t think I’m the only one.” That got a little chuckle and a kiss out of him.
You know he still wasn’t 100% but you knew that with some time and extra love you could get him to see himself for the amazing talented guy that you saw. You shut down his computer so he woundn’t have to take a look at those comments again and grabbed all of your belongings. The two of you made your way out of the building hand in hand with you describing all the ways that you loved him making sure he believed every one of them.
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