Pairing: Jungkook/Jimin (jikook)
Author: peppermint_wind
Genre: Canon compliant, homophobia
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jungkook never thought this would happen to him; eighteen years old and questioning everything he used to know. Staying up late watching gay music videos with wide-eyes, phone tucked to his chest, probably isn't helping him much, either, but what is he supposed to do when he realizes seeing two men together makes his whole body ache?
**Based off of Jungkook covering Troye Sivan's, "Fools."
"Jimin’s breathing begins to even, and Jungkook watches his chest rise and fall, steady and slow, like how waves wash up on Busan beaches."
Admin’s Notes: Beautiful piece of work that truly captured the feeling of hatred for being different. It is beautifully written, a piece of work you find yourself hurting for, completely understanding Jungkook and his feelings. Everybody was so cute during this entire sexuality crisis man. damn.
Pairing: Suga/Jimin
Author: AllTheFeels
Genre: Canon/In Verse, soulmate au
Rating: G
Summary: The compasses are soulmate marks, appearing at birth and disappearing at death. This shouldn’t be as complex as it is--- they should just move in the presence of the person’s soulmate, but no. They come with quirks.
Admin’s Notes: I love soulmate aus, they are just the bomb, but this one has a completely new and different concept with compasses that move. It’s refreshing, as much as I love the tattoo soulmate au, it’s really refreshing
Link: AO3
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Pairing: Jin/V
Author: nivo
Genre: Canon/In Verse, smut, kink
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Okay, fine, so Taehyung is kind of fucked up, but not actually fucked up; not in the way Seokjin seems to think.
Admin’s Notes: oddly enough, I like this kink where taehyung wants to be treated like he’s flawed and it’s really humane in a sense. I mean, it’s obviously a kink to get turned on, but at the same time there are heavy underlying factors I come to think about that we often forget when it comes to idols. Idols are still human, and not perfect beings that are always beautiful. Idk man, it’s smut but it got me feeling something new and something my lit teach would be proud of me for
Link: AO3
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Pairing: Jungkook/J-Hope
Author: nivo
Genre: Canon/In Verse
Rating: G
Summary: For all his caution and common sense in most areas of life, Hoseok doesn't have a lick of self-preservation when it comes to putting his trust in people.
Admin’s Notes: cute and short about a protective jungkook petting a tired hoseok. It’s a nice kind of intimacy displayed, one that isn’t sexual for once.
Link: AO3
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You Could Throw Me to the Flames (I Will Follow You)
Pairing: Suga/Jungkook
Author: thatdamrenegade
Rating: PG-15
Genre: Canon/In Verse, angst, fluff
Summary: In which Yoongi loves watching the moon at 3am, and Jeongguk may just be his new moon. Or: That sugakookie fic that no one ever asked for that stresses too much on holding hands
Admin Notes: I love angst, so this is right up my alley. This shit is just absolutely heart breaking and I cannot deal with it it’s so beautiful T.T It’s written beautifully, the characterisation is on point with Jungkook being a naive child and Yoongi being the love-struck hyung that tries to be strong but cries himself to sleep it’s just so beautiful oh my godddd
Cas isn't used to nightmares, and scared and tired he decides to go to Dean for help. (1k words)
A/N: Thank you to @deancaschristmaspie for editing this! It makes a lot more sense now, haha :)
Cas enjoyed sleep. He had never slept a lot. That made sense, of course, considering angels didn't really sleep. Still, thinking for himself, not obeying everyone, hunting. It was exhausting his poor body. One day, he was on the couch and he just fell asleep. On top of Dean, that was. It always felt so weird, yet at eleven pm every night, Cas brushed his teeth and went to bed. It had been nice until now.
The ninth night was different. It was the night Castiel had his first nightmare. He hadn't been able to remember any of his dreams so far, so the general concept of dreaming was foreign to him. The dream started out in heaven. He was just walking around and on his way, he found Lucifer with a party hat and Metatron in diapers. As he moved on, he was quite shocked when he suddenly found himself repeatedly stabbing Dean. Next, the scene was gone and he just saw a bloody yet alive Dean, laying on the ground. It was a terrible sight. He blinked and then he woke up.
Cas didn't scream. He just lay on his bed, silent and still. He could feel the sweat gathering all over his body, a slight tremble shaking him, trying to center himself after reliving some of his worst memories. It had felt so real, yet he was here, in the bunker, no memory of teleporting anywhere. Was this real? He though so. It seemed real. He stared at the ceiling. If he went back to sleep, would it happen again? He had a lot of questions, so he jumped to the obvious conclusion. Cas had to go to Dean for help.
He stretched on the bed before getting out of it. He then proceeded to make his way though the dark halls towards Dean's room, all whilst wearing nothing but boxers. Standing outside of Dean’s room, he carefully knocked on the door. No answer - all he could hear was Dean's deep breathing. He carefully opened the door a tiny bit. "Dean?" he whispered. No response. Without really thinking, he walked past the door and silently closed it behind him.
Castiel's eyes were used to the dark after walking through all the hallways, so he could see Dean quite clearly. Dean looked so relaxed, so peaceful. It was a warm night and he was laying on top of his sheets. The old t-shirt he usually wore to bed was on the floor next to the bed. Seeing Dean this way, so comfortable and without the worried wrinkles on his face, brought him a great deal of happiness. He could seen the other man's chest moving up and down as he breathed. The sight made Castiel tired again. He noticed he wasn't trembling anymore, so he chanced taking a deep breath, unconsiucoulsy sighing as he did.
Dean's eyes opened at the sound, and his eyes searched through the darkness for a second before discovering Castiel standing in front of the door.
"Cas?" Dean mumbled.
Cas swallowed. "Hello, Dean."
Dean sat up on the bed. "How long have you been in here, Cas?" he asked.
"Not long," Cas responded.
"Okay then," Dean mumbled.
"I have questions, Dean."
This was going to be interesting, Dean though. "Shoot."
Cas took a deep breath. "Dean, I was sleeping, and suddenly I started teleporting to places! I didn't have any control of what was happening, and I saw so many weird things, and then suddenly I saw you and you-" he started shaking again at the though. "You died. I killed you. And then you came back and suddenly I was in my bed and I don't know what happened." Tears were gathering in his eyes.
"Come here,” Dean said, patting next to him on the bed.
Cas sat down. He was crying for real now.
"Relax Cas, it was just a nightmare."
Cas looked at him. "Are nightmares always that terrible? When is it going to happen again?"
Dean smiled. "Not always. And there's no way to know that."
Cas sighed. "I don't want to go back to sleep," he mumbled, but he quickly yawned, clearly tired.
"You should go back to bed. I promise you're going to be okay."
Cas looked right at Dean. "Can I please stay here instead?"
Dean looked down. This was Cas. In his bedroom. In the middle of the night. Had it been anyone else, he wouldn't even be considering it. But it wasn't just anybody else. This was the angel that once gripped him tight and raised him from perdition. This was the angel that was with him in purgatory, the leader, the victim. This was Dean's best friend.
Cas looked at Dean, hope filling his eyes.
"Of course, Cas," Dean smiled. He crept underneath the covers, not feeling quite as warm anymore.
Cas lay down next to him. "Thank you, Dean." Cas was so tired the words became a slur, and Dean just barely understood what he said. Cas's eyes fell closed.
"Just don't steal the covers," Dean mumbled. He looked at the angel next to him. They were so close. Dean had never truly noticed how beautiful he was. Dean carefully pushed some hair out of Cas's eyes. He looked so young when he was asleep. Dean just stayed there for a while. He didn't care to sleep.
After a while, Cas started to look unsettled. He made little scared sounds.
Dean moved closer and put his arms around him. He just held him close until Cas started to wake up. "It's okay, Cas. It's okay."
Cas smiled a little and turned around so that he could look Dean in the eyes. "Thank you," he mumbled, and then he fell asleep once again, half on top of Dean. It didn't take Dean long to fall asleep either. It was easy when Cas was so close and so warm.
