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it’s your birthday!
Birthday shoutout to our lovely member, @joonsrack, on your birthday!!! Wishing you the best and most magical day possible!!
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We have heard your words, and thought long and hard about how to proceed in response to the things that were said on a former member's blog regarding pansexuality.
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Cold As Ice
On yet another one of your movie nights, Jungkook decides to pop an important question.
≽ pairing: jungkook x reader ≽ genre: pure domestic fluff, established relationship; rated G ≽ warnings: none except for some sappiness but don’t we all need that sometimes also be warned there’s no proposal or anything it’s actually about twilight fjdskskldf ≽ word count: 2.1k
a/n: hi friends!! I hope you’re all doing well and staying safe and healthy :) the weather is turning all autumny where I live so things are getting so nice n cozy, aka the perfect time for some of that good good fluff although when is it not hehe😊 I hope you enjoy this fic!!
›› tag list: @jooneos @enchantedyoon (let me know if you’d like to be added!) ‹‹
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“Okay, serious question.”
You hum, lifting your head from Jungkook’s shoulder so you can look up at him. His arm doesn’t fall away from around your waist, and he keeps absently playing with the sleeve of your warm hoodie. Wind is howling outside your living room windows and rain batters against the glass, but it only makes your apartment more cozy – and so, you’re happily spending your movie night in the fluffiest socks and softest sweats you can find, wrapped in each other’s arms.
“Shoot.”
He looks down at you, a small smile pulling at his lips. The movie you’re watching continues in the background, the low and hushed voices of Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson filling your living room as you fidget with Jungkook’s sweats. “You gotta promise you’ll answer truthfully.”
You purse your lips to fight a laugh, raising an eyebrow at him. “Do I ever lie?”
Jungkook snorts. “Every time you say you don’t want any ice cream.”
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Only You
✦ pairing: kim taehyung x reader
✦ summary: you didn’t like getting jealous but it was hard not to, especially since taehyung is the man of every girl’s dreams. luckily, he convinces you that he has his eyes for only you
✦ rating: M, not suitable for minors
✦ genre: smut
✦ word count: 10.4k
✦ warnings: hard dom!tae, dirty talk, rough sex, degradation, spanking w paddle, orgasm denial, usage of toys (vibrator and anal beads), oral (m and f receiving), handcuffs, daddy kink, sadism/masochism, cumplay??, hand kink, aftercare 🥰, poor y/n acting bratty 😔, slight slight angst (nearly non-existent), yeri and joy being my spirit animals, and cute ending <3 (tf was that warnings list….n e ways)
looking for love.
[ read devil in a new suit ]
pairing. jjk x f!reader. rating. general. tags. none. kook’s just real cute, as per usual. wc. 1.5k. author note. @lcksndkys requested this and also, i just reaaaally wanted to make an edit showing kook’s tinder. lmao.
“Isn’t Tinder for, y’know, hookups?”
The question comes casual, innocent, with that round stare that always catches you off guard. If it were anyone else, you’d probably tear into him - berate him for his dated ideas of love.
Instead, you quirk a brow and roll your eyes, tossing a wayward crumb at him. Your companion huffs, indignant and yet still soft, mouth curling into the pout he always does when he’s embarrassed or put-off. Tattooed hands sweep across the front of his shirt, plucking the lint away to return the fabric to immaculate neatness.
“Is there something wrong with hookups, Jungkookie?” You’re daring him to voice his opinion, surprise you with whatever antiquated reasoning he has.
But of course, because he’s Jungkook, he’s too tender, too nice. His brow furrows, fingers knotting together as he finds his words. “I just— I just don’t want to give anyone the wrong idea.” Broad shoulders roll, dislodge the lime cotton of his plaid from the mountainous frame of his body. When he speaks, he won’t quite meet your stare - of course - opting instead to focus on the lacquered wood grain of his coffee table. “Don’t want anyone getting hurt.”
It’s not what you’d expected - the farthest thing from the usual slut-shaming you tend to hear - but you’re not surprised. Can’t be, honestly.
“Baby.”
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stages: comedown (with me).
pairing. jjk x f!reader. rating. pg-13. tags. alluded/referenced drug use (please be responsible). wc. 1.6k. author note. i got the idea for this in the shower so it’s disjointed/weird. this will likely be a three part thing. soundtrack. songs to comedown to: hold me close (climax).
Perhaps he’d taken too much. (No, not perhaps. Definitely.) He can feel it in his bones, threading through his limbs as a tidal wave that pulls him under and sweeps him from shore. Leaves him unmoored under the flashing lights (strobes, not stars). Has him floating somewhere high above his own body, weightless. Makes everything move in slow motion.
“Don’t run!”
It’s a voice from his right - he thinks? Maybe? - and it’s so pretty. An angel, surely.
“I’m not,” he says. Or imagines he says, anyway. The words don’t fit the way they should, brought together like mismatched puzzle pieces and catching on his mouth on the way out. They cut over his gums and teeth, stick uncomfortably behind his molars. Too heavy and too light all at once.
“You are, baby boy.”
It’s you. A friend of his friends. The girl with the kind eyes and creeping laugh and glitter all over your cheeks. You’re radiant - ethereal, iridescent, awe-inspiring. There are a dozen stars caught in your hair, shining back at him beneath the dim street lights. He wants to reach out - almost does, can feel the desire edging up his joints and unfurling his fingers - but stops short when you speak again. It’s the nicest sound he’s ever heard.
“Are you feeling okay?” You’re staring into his eyes just as hard as he is yours. Except you’re a fair sight better, studying him curiously, with concern laced over your tongue in criss-cross patterns. He’s vibrating - inside, outside, everywhere. It’s hard for him to focus on you when there’s so much happening, when he feels like his heart’s beating a mile a minute. (Was that a lot? Even he doesn’t know right now.)
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Sweetener | KNJ x PJM
Ღ Summary: While Namjoo documents their baking fiasco, Jimin gets caught up remembering all the reasons she’s in love with her. Ღ Pairing: Witch!Namjoon (Namjoo) x Witch!Jimin Ღ Genre & Rating: Fluff, established relationship, genderswap au, witch au, SFW, G Ღ Warnings: None Ღ WC: 1.1k Ღ A/N: Written for @btsholidaybingo and dedicated to my wife as a late wedding anniversary gift ❤️
The prompt made me remember the baking debacle we experienced that this drabble is based on.
Bingo Square: Baking Treats
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Sk8er Boi - 16
☼ Pairing: Jungkook x reader
☼ Genre: sm au, college au, e2l, angst, fluff, smut
『You’ve been working your whole life towards this point, senior year and preparing for the biggest ballet audition of your life. Everything has been going to plan and is absolutely perfect. Until a boy comes crashing into your life in the most spactacular way. Now you feel like everything is spiraling out of your control. Is he the problem? Or the answer you didn’t know you needed?』
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a/n: SCREAM IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! asjkghgfasg I don’t even know who’s stuck around for updates ajkghsfgh but here it is. If you want to be added to the taglist for the series, just send me a message (or if you ever want to be removed)! And feel free to send me your thoughts on the au! My ask box is always open for anything else too! 💙💙
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Stuck
Pairing: Min Yoongi (BTS) x Reader
Genre: Fluff, Slice of life
Rating: sfw, 12
Warnings: Reader gets annoyed and angry, Yoongi is pretty blunt maybe even considered as rude.. but that’s it..
Wordcount: 1.832
A/N: Another story for the unbeleafable bingo!!! Each story I write gets longer and longer… and there are still 6 more to come… oh boi.. anyway with this I filled out the slot “stuck at work during a holiday”. Yay! Please enjoy this (and maybe tell me what you think)
Get Jinxed [MYG]
beautiful, gorgeous, glorious banner made by the talented queen @dee-ehn - thank you so much for making my thoughts come to life in your edit!
Get Jinxed [Yoongi x Reader]
Credit: @kimtaehyunq
Genre: Angst | Smut | 21+ | Cyberpunk AU | One Shot
Warnings: pwp, sorta old lovers to enemies to lovers, cocky yoongi, mentions of weapons, criminal activities, hopeless romantic OC, rough sex, over simulation, multi-orgasms, public indecency, unprotected, creampie, etc,
WC: 4.7k+
Summary: A rouge ex officer of the law - Yoongi - has twisted his ways into causing mayhem across towns. You are the high and mighty officer who seeks revenge on Yoongi’s ways; considering that he not only turned against the city in which he grew up in, striping all chances of reforming himself, he also stole your heart.
Teaser: “He hushes you with a hand, his teeth nipping eagerly around your clavicles. “Shh,” he warns with a devilish glint, “We’re in public, Y/n.” He chuckles, mouth coming back to kiss against your jaw.”
Beta Reader: Thank you so so so very much for taking on this task very very very last minute @chillingtae I am so thankful for you to accept this role, and thank you for helping me through this fic! I owe you! ♡
Author’s note: Written for @houseofddaeng‘s Agust D Anniversary Event. Was my first time touching elements of a cyberpunk!au.
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bakery 1995.
—wordcount: 14.7k+
—genre: angst, fluff, baker!jimin, bakery cafe au, childhood friends-to-lovers au, slowburn
—pairing: park jimin x f reader ft. bestfriend!jungkook
—rating: pg-15
—warnings: age gap (jimin is 4-5 years older), brief mention of physical assault, memory loss, overprotective parents, some intended grammatical mistakes, swearings, y/n is dragged into jungkook’s shenanigans
—summary: After returning from college for summer break, you got yourself a part time job to keep yourself busy. However, things go way too unexpectedly and you find yourself unraveling your forgotten past.
author’s note: this is for @btswritingcafe promptly yours event !! i tweaked the prompt a bit, so hopefully no one would get confused! happy reading ♡
Prompt: “Person A once had a major childhood crush on Person B. Fast forward to college where Person A is convinced it was nothing but temporary, that is until they return home for summer break to find Person B back after being gone for several years. Turns out, they weren’t such temporary feelings.”
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It’s nice to know that no matter how judgemental the world can be, pigeons would never judge you. Despite the clear contrast between yourself and the asphalt pathway, they would not hesitate to excrete waste on either of them and can’t even be bothered by the possible consequences.
Staring at the dropping on your jacket sleeve, you exhale loudly while rummaging your pocket for a kleenex.
‘Out of all the places where their shit could have landed on, it had to be MY jacket,’ you grumble to yourself.
Reaching towards the bakery in the area, you hope they still have some cinnamon rolls you have been craving for. You can already imagine yourself humming in delight as the sweetness spreads across your taste buds and—
“You have got to be kidding me.”
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Dead By Dawn || 12
Summary: You start to notice things in your small town turn weird. Thinking not much of it, you continue to live as you had been for the past couple of years. What happens when your simple conclusions turn into something more terrifying?
Paring: Namjoon x Reader x Yoongi, BTS x Reader (Platonic)
Word Count: 3.4k
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Sci-Fi
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: (Sort of…) Major character death, implied intimacy, some nudity (but it’s more just a mention of it. Respectful), detailed zombie fighting, tension.
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“Watch out!”
One right after the other, biters tried their turn to make a meal out of you and the boys. You weren’t sure how you managed to get yourself into this much trouble. Jimin suggested to head into the city to get a few items for the house, stepping into several stores to find the objects. Most of the rest is a blur to you. At some point, you got caught carefully walking past a large hoard, finally getting trapped in a dead ended street.
The sickening crunch of the weapons coming in contact with the biters disturbed you. No matter how long you’ve had to deal with them or how many you’ve taken care of, that sound will always make you feel slightly nauseous.
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home sweet home.
[ read devil in a new suit ]
i just really, really wanted to explore a bit about kook’s family because i think it shines a big light on who this adorable baby is. i hope you enjoy! xo
pairing. jjk x f!reader. rating. explicit. tags. you’ll get cavities from reading this, honestly. but also, very light smut in the form of: inappropriate bullet egg use and tit groping (again, kook is a boob guy). wc. 1.7k.
You meet his parents on a Sunday afternoon, invited to their palatial home for family brunch. It’s the first one you’ve been invited to, despite the fact you and Jungkook have been dating for what feels like forever (but in reality is only six months).
Mama Jeon is an intimidating woman with a deceptively sweet face, aging gracefully around her eyes, the barely there lines upon her hands doing little to detract from her beauty. She holds herself with immeasurable grace, practically dances into her son’s embrace when the two of you step into the modernist’s dream, chicly decorated and swathed in neutral tones. It reminds you vaguely of Jungkook’s apartment - but decidedly more refined. Same colour palette, though.
“Jungkook-ah,” she hums, patting adoringly at his cheek when he passes a kiss against hers, looking every inch the mama’s boy he is.
“Eomma,” he returns, so giddy it makes your heart soar in your chest. He’s so easy to love - and so easily loving, offering the world to the woman who’d raised and loved him. Two hands - the picture of respect - pass over the box of pastries you’d picked up on your way, the bag of too-expensive fruit topping the container. (Apparently, his mother loves grapes, but only green ones.) “These are for you— from us.”
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Sinners | ot7 | teaser
☁︎ summary: having lived on the streets for almost all your life, you’ve gotten used to taking advantage of every penny you’ve ever gotten your hands on, as well as the people that you see everyday. Stealing had always been your life, ridding people of their money because they had too much. After all, at the end of the day, we’re all just trying to survive.
You realize that you have made a grave mistake when you accidentally steal from if not the most notorious mafia bosses of the century.
☁︎ pairing: reader x ot7
☁︎ genre: angst | tiny bit of fluff in the end | poly au | mafia au | dystopia au (?) | mafia!bts | street criminal!reader |
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For every step you take as you walk through the filthy streets of Seoul, the city changes its appearance almost as though it’s natural. Each transition more dramatic than the last.
The is the reality for a lot of people. It’s reality for you. Having been abandoned in a small orphanage near the outskirts of the city, right near the exits where all the unfortunate souls ended up, you’ve been living in the streets almost all your life. You would know of all the lives that ended up in this miserable part of the city. You were familiar with each beggar, with failed business owners and children who were abandoned in the same place as you.
For each second that passes, the city changes on your journey back home.
As you walk through the streets, the wet pavement reflecting the beautiful city lights and massive advertisements, you saw the luxurious hotels and buildings that towered over the entire city. You are able to see the eye catching billboard signs and massive advertisements that stared down at the people in the streets, the streets of stores with luxurious doors and tinted windows with even more luxurious brands in fancy fonts, and inviting music in addition. One second, you’ll get a full view of all the stores where you can have everything you’ve ever wanted with a price worth a life, the types of places accented with gold and diamonds, sweet-scented and gratifying.
However, the next second, you took note of how the city changes from wealth and affluence to poverty and famine. You took a small turn and found yourself in the crowded parts of the city. Each block you walk through, you have witnessed it all. You can’t miss it. From the streets, you were able to see disabled beggars who lived and managed on the sides, possessing only a small, empty soup can that they use to collect change from strangers who were willing to spare coins that they found no more value in. The next moment, you’ve seen massive crowds of protestors either demanding for equality or demanding some company owner to step down because of corruption. People gathering as one, raising flags and signs in front of who seems to be an oblivious powerful man. Of course, a city won’t be complete without a news source standing nearby trying to catch a story because they are everywhere.
The city flickered between poverty and luxury.
You kept your head down most of the time. You can’t afford to look at the rich. Look down. At the end of the day, those bastards will take advantage rid the money of every single one, draining people of a life and a chance to make it up to themselves, and they won’t care if you were a mutt on the streets or some fellow rich bastard. If you look up, you might just see the misery in these streets. You’ll see how it is soaked in the pavement cracks, how it is embedded into the vandalized walls and wilting trees, how it is written on every face you’ll pass by the streets, those who have given up every penny for a passion and a dream that was long gone, those who have given up hopes for a better life if it meant surviving the cruel world that had them under its thumbs. You’ll see how people have resorted sleeping in the streets, on the bench, on worn out grocery carts with broken wheels, rather than in the homeless’ shelters where bed bugs resided, where ill people slept, where dying children were left and abandoned, where they offered disgusting scraps of food that had been there for over about a week, probably even a month. Each one becoming nothing but trash that resided on the streets as each second flew by painfully slow, feeding from the garbage cans and the food that the rich teenagers cruelly mock them with, then thrown away as though they were treats for the stray dogs.
Thousands of people competing for money and power while millions are left to pick up the scraps and crawl on their knees if it meant getting food to put on the table or at least a single penny to be added to the savings jar, if you were lucky enough to have one.
This was life for you.
From your back pockets, you pulled out a card. A fake ID, one would call it. You called it your only chance of feeding the children in the orphanage, your only chance of feeding that one Christian family from around the corner who was nice to everyone, your only chance of actually finishing high school and finally getting to college to get a proper job, your only chance of climbing up the social ladder and helping your own people.
It is the only way out, you thought to yourself, clearing any doubts and making room for your fake personality that you needed to display to the people. You looked up at the massive building, it’s neon lights almost blinding you. It was impressive. You haven’t been to this area of the city before, and you were glad you haven’t. You watch all the people enter and exit the building. It seems as they were all the same. They were either filthy rich, or they were just like you. The only difference is that they were drinking and mindlessly gambling their own lives away, making deals they can never turn away from, temporarily erasing their reality with just one swig of alcohol. You, on the other hand, were here with a nothing but your determination to do anything for children who were just like you. You were here with a master plan, a back up plan even. You cannot afford to fail. Literally.
One night, it would be a dirty scam, and the next, you’d pickpocket from sleeping drunks. It went on and on and on. Night after night, a new trick to fool a few couple people to take even the slightest bit of money. You didn’t care. You needed it. At the end of the day, you’re just surviving the cruel reality of this world. At the end of the day, you’re just surviving just like any other person who walked in these filthy streets. Why can’t you? Why shouldn’t you be allowed to commit little crimes compared to all the major crimes and corruption in this damned city? Your crimes were so little compared to the large ones that don’t even get noticed by the authorities. Maybe it was because you look so different from everyone, disguised as an innocent, pure orphan trying to make it to the world. Your own face was a shield in and of itself.
But tonight was different.
Tonight, you have outcheated probably seven on the most dangerous men of the century. Tonight… you might have just encountered seven of the most dangerous entities to exist in time.
You are going to pay for it.
pairing: jungkook x reader / word count: 7.4k / genre: pacific rim au with brief smut (NSFW, 18+)
summary: there are no secrets in the drift. if jungkook were to see the mess inside your head and heart, laid utterly bare, he’d turn away from you.
warnings: sexually explicit content (briefly), unprotected sex (please be safe when you have sex) / reference to injuries but nothing graphic, giant robots powered by love punching big alien monsters
a/n: this is a birthday gift for the amazing @yeojaa. happy birthday, erin. this is completely self serving and is stuffed full with inside references that I hope you’ll enjoy. I wrote this in two days and it kicked my ass because I did so much reading and researching that turned out to not even come up in the story 👁👄👁 you know when I said I was studying? I lied. I was writing HAHAHAH ily I hope you like it hhhh (this is unbeta’ed so please forgive any mistakes it’s 1:30am as I’m scheduling this) (also summaries are so hard, I’m sorry)
Jeon Jungkook really is the perfect posterboy for a Jaeger pilot.
Broad across the shoulders and trim at the waist, all sharp punches and hard muscle, resilient and tough, with a face that’s the perfect balance of angles and softness; the cut of his jaw easing up and into his pretty mouth, the line of his brows subdued by his warm eyes—he’s a Goddamn vision, raw masculinity overlaid on rich veins of boyishness, glittering stratum that sparkle and shine even under the harsh lights of the Shatterdome.
He pouts when he thinks and his hair hangs a little in his big, big eyes and he has dimples that appear when he grins, teeth poking out onto his pretty pink lips, like someone took a rabbit and turned it into a man and packed on pounds of muscle alongside. Undeniably powerful and strong, but youthful and sweet, too.
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Tiptoeing: Around Love Two | m.
✰ Pairing: Yoongi/Reader
› Genres: Smut, Fluff, Angst
✰ Rating: 18+
✰ WC: 3k+
› Warnings: Insecurities, Miscommunications, Breakup To Makeup, Fear Of Love, Smut, Sir Kink
✰ Status: Commission Two Shot. Commissioned by the lovely @dee-ehn.
› In Collaboration: With @randomkoalablog, thank you Ni for agreeing to do this last minute with me. Read her fic, which is in the same universe, Tiptoeing: Around You.
✰ Beta Read/Looked Over By: @jamaisjoons & @nightshadevinter
› Summary: For a long time, you and Min Yoongi have been tiptoeing around your love for eachother, but when you want to move faster, he isn’t so sure about that.
✰ A/N: A lovely commission for @dee-ehn. I hope you guys enjoy this last and final part. READ PART ONE HERE!
To say you were confused about how and why Yoongi had a photo of you with Christian, would be an understatement. His message was strange too. Yoongi was never really the jealous type, and so you weren’t really sure what to think. Not to mention, even if you were out with another guy, it wasn’t Yoongi’s business anymore. Was it? You didn’t even know at this point. Shit was too complicated.
Your conversation with Christian had left you with more questions than answers as you now wondered if you had rushed things and jumped to conclusions. Maybe it was time to really try to have a sit down with Yoongi and figure out how you both felt. If he would even let you that was. You knew how he closed up about these things and you just needed honesty right now or you were calling it quits for sure.
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