☁ pairing: min yoongi x reader
☁ genre: android!yoongi universe, heartwrenching angst, sad hours!!
☁ summary: yoongi misses you more than you could ever know.
☁ wordcount: 2.4k
☁ trigger warnings: mentions of character death
☁ note: sUPER!!!!! important that you listen to this while you read the drabble to set the mood! i tried to keep the drabble short so that you’d be able to finish reading it just as the song wraps up buT once again this was a baby drabble that spun out of control so i suppose you could always play it on repeat til ya finish reading lol // this drabble honestly came out of nowhere buT it was really gloomy out today so i wrote a drabble inspired by the movie ‘up’
(gif isn’t mine!)
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yoongi first stumbles upon the scrapbook when going through the closet to choose an outfit for you (he ended up choosing that dark blue floral dress you liked so much)
he thought it was one of your old notebooks from university but… it’s not
it was tucked underneath a whole bunch of old shoe boxes filled with extra nuts and bolts and wires
‘𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓯𝓯 𝔀𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓭’
yoongi furrows his brows as he brushes his fingers over the foam letters that have obviously been hot glued onto the front of the faded leather journal
he opens the book to a random page and his eyes immediately start watering when he sees your handwriting
you always did have the prettiest handwriting
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↼pairing: seokjin x reader ↼genre: hybrid au, fluff, if u squint there’s a tiny bit of angst ↼words: 21.7k+ ↼warnings: this is 21.7k of pure fluff god is dead and we killed him ↼notes: I started out following the request and then it just got out of hand, I couldn’t stop myself oml this fic has been haunting me for WEEKS. also i deviated a lil from the request im sorry i love u I hope it doesn’t disappoint!!!!
⇢ request:
just lots and lots of fluff I guess?? I love Jin so much but I don’t see a lot of love for him. Oh! Maybe something along those lines?… How about… desperate hybrid jin, stuck on the streets, who starts following the first person who shows him affection and them just not knowing what to do, doesn’t know the first thing about having to take care of more than just themselves? - jin anon
↼posted; 12.11.2017
↼masterlist || afterstory
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Rainy days with Taehyung ☔♥
moving far away to a sunny place.
☞masterlist☜
→ pairings: jeon jungkook x reader
→ genre: fluff! + maybe a little bit of angst??
→ summary: freshman year of high school you were dating thirteen year old jeon jungkook. ahh.. young love. it was all fun and sweet until he suddenly left for los angeles without any explanation at all, leaving you alone and confused. ten years go by, you find yourself looking through a box of old photos from high school. there you find pictures of your boyfriend, ex.. boyfriend? you two never did breakup in the first place.. desperate for love, you asked good ‘ole twitter to help you find him again. did it work?
→ a/n: the long awaited smau is coming soon!! will start after page turner <3
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sneak peek
intro 1
intro 2
part 1 (½): so annoying
part 1 (2/2): long lost love
part 2: he was here
part 3: can i keep this one?
part 4: what could’ve been
part 5: do you remember
part 6: promise me
part 7: count me in
part 8: jealous
part 9: marsh-mallows
part 10: don’t lose faith
part 11: if it’s fate, it’s fate
part 12: third wheel
part 13: who is this
part 14: getting food
part 15: he could’ve
part 16: still squishy
part 17: kimi no na wa
part 18: love like yours
part 19: i think it’s cute
part 20: waste it on me
part 21: i’ll miss you
part 22: disgustingly cute
part 23: love is in the air
part 24 1/3: what did he ask u
part 24 2/3: hurry up
part 24 3/3: that’s a yes
part 25: maybe not
part 26: baby
part 27: surprise me
part 28: #jinjinmiyeon wedding FINALE
epilogue
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do you ever think about how jungkook is so muscular and works out all the time but also he’s got this tiny dainty waist but also he has all these cool tattoos but he’s also got the prettiest sparkly eyes and bun smile but he also wears big combat boots but he also has cooky pajamas and sings and giggles at frogs and talks to animals
“Okay, we’ll make it just in time for our plane as long as there isn’t any traf–” Jin stops and so does your car, following a long line of other cars along the highway. You sigh, rubbing your temples.
“You jinxed it,” you say. “This anniversary trip is going so well.” Sarcasm and annoyance laced your voice.
“Everything will workout in the end, once we get on the island, we’ll be okay,” he says, putting a hand on your lap. “It’s our anniversary, it’s our only time alone, it’s going to be fun and we’re going to enjoy it.” Jin lifts up his hand to squish your face. He mocks the sad, pouty face you’re making. “Don’t. Be. Sad.” He squishes your face with every word.
The flow of traffic started moving, finally, and you can tell that Jin’s a little stressed out. With everything that happened throughout the day pushed aside, there were new problems now. One, will you get to the airport in time? Two, if you don’t, will there be available flights in the next hour? Three, will your airbnb still be available?
Honestly, everything should be fine. There’s a perfectly good solution to each of those problems, each can be solved easily.
You can catch a later flight if you’re late, and at least if you do, you don’t need to rush. And if being late causes you to lose your airbnb, you should be able to find a new one. But it’s not likely since you two booked it for the next few days.
Right?
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Okay, so the two of you made it just in time!
To miss your flight.
But no worries, you got on the next flight and you and Jin were able to relax for about an hour.
You laid your head on Jin’s shoulder as you two waited for your flight.
His shoulders were relaxed, not as tense as it was earlier when you two were rushing to the airport and you were starting to feel like everything was going to go well.
But something in your mind kept you from taking a quick nap on your husband’s shoulder.
“We didn’t forget anything did we?” You ask Jin as you two were walking to your seats on the plane. You felt like you were forgetting something, and it was bothering you.
A lot.
“I don’t know, I don’t think so,” your husband answers, following you from behind. “And if we did, it’s kind of too late now.”
“I think I was supposed to buy something.” You sighed as you sat down in your seat. “I can’t remember, I think it was important.”
Jin sits down next to you, looking up as he was thinking of what you could have forgotten.
“Snacks?”
“I feel like it’s something more important than that.”
“What could be more important than snacks?” Jin replied with an eye roll. You think you just saw Haneul in him just right now.
Now you know where he got it from.
It was no surprise.
“Oh!” you say, remembering something. “The medicine cabinet!” Jin quirks up an eyebrow at you.
“You need.. to buy a medicine cabinet?” He asks you with a concerned expression. You give him the ‘are you kidding me’ face.
“No. It was something IN our medicine cabinet that I ran out of–”
“My allergy medicine!” Jin says, a little too loud, in panic. Your eyes widen and you slap a hand over his mouth.
“Too loud,” you say as if you were talking to your little ones.
“Was it that?” He says, muffled by your hand.
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You and Jin finally made it to Jeju island. The two of you rented a car and made your way to your airbnb.
“What do you mean ‘No’.” Jin says. Shocked. Surprised? Maybe even annoyed.
The two of you found a perfect place to stay and booked a few days, and nights of course, but with your schedule and plans changing with today’s events, the place was taken.
“I’m sorry sir, but you were supposed to be here an hour ago and we waited and waited, and someone else came and paid extra just to take your–”
“But we made reservations!” Jin argued, letting out an annoyed laugh. “We paid everything–”
“And we will give you a refund sir.”
Jin turns to you and you just nod, placing a hand on his arm. “We’ll find a better place,” you reassure him.
“Fine.” He says, leaning into your ear and whispering, “I’m leaving them with a bad review.”
-
After getting a refund, researching for a new place, finding a better airbnb, and booking it, oh and Jin giving a 1 out of 5 stars on their website, you and Jin finally were able to relax and enjoy your anniversary.
I know.
Finally.
“The sun’s setting soon,” you say sadly as you look out the window. “I can’t believe we wasted a whole day of our trip.” You rested your head on your hands. Jin comes by and sits next to you on the couch, looking out with you. Like a couple of kids wanting to go outside and play.
Come to think about it, you’re sure you saw your kids doing the same thing the other day.
You were starting to miss them.
“We can stay an extra day if you want,” Jin says. “I’ll call in, I’ll let mom and dad know too–”
“It’s okay,” you say, shaking your head. “Let’s just make the most of our weekend.”
“Okay,” Jin nods. “Should we just order food and stay in? We had a pretty long day.”
“Sure,” you say. “After we eat, what else should we do tonight?”
Jin turns around and away from the window, looking at you with his whole body facing front and just his head towards you.
“We can plan out our day tomorrow so we can make the most of our trip…” Can you tell you and Jin liked to plan? “And maybe we can watch a movie, I have a few saved on my list on Netflix.” You smile up at him.
“A long night in bed sounds great after today’s ‘festivities’.”
“If that’s what you want,” Jin says with a small laugh, leaning in to give you a kiss. “I’m up for whatever you want to do.”
“I think it’s the only way we should be spending our first night away from the kids.”
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expect the unexpected
♡ part nine: jin stan account ♡
pairings: ceo, dad!jin x interior designer, mom!reader
a/n: stressful day calls for some de-stressing tonight
i wonder what movie they’ll watch
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clingy haneul needed some good night kisses
a softie for sentimentality, bakugou katsuki.
Bakugou wears a bracelet. You’ve known about it for as long as you could remember, but only decided to acknowledge it now that you’re in your third year at UA, two weeks before graduation.
It wasn’t flashy or adorned with any kind of logo—just a simple, sturdy piece of metal with a stainless clasp that he seemed to wear all the time. You tilted your head as you studied it.
“You’ve had that bracelet for as long as I can remember,” you said, sitting down on his study chair. It’s a privilege to even set foot inside of his room without immediately being told (yelled) off, really.
Bakugou looked up from his book and glanced at you. “Yeah, and?”
“Is there, like, a story behind it?”
“No story,” he said with a shrug, but you weren’t entirely convinced.
“Really? That’s so bland. I thought there’d be like a gut-wrenching or life-changing story for it.”
He sat up from his bed with a huff, his eyes narrowing at you. “It’s just somethin’ I wear. What’s it to you?”
You raised your hands in mock surrender, a playful smile on your lips. “Alright, Mr. Mysterious. Keep your secrets.”
“Fuck off, dipshit.”
“Again with that! Why can’t you be nicer now that we’re graduating?”
“Shut up,” he grumbled.
-
But the conversation stuck to you.
It’s the day of graduation when you presented him with a small, handmade box. It was simple, made of sturdy cardboard decorated with his signature colors and an orange ribbon to match. Bakugou rose a brow.
“What’s this for?” He asks, holding it up like the box might explode at any given moment, though there was no bite to it.
“A box.”
“No shit,” he scoffs, “what’s in it?”
“Open it to find out!” You egged him on.
Bakugou sighs, opening the box with a focused pout. He went quiet when he saw what was inside.
“Ta-da! A bracelet,” you said, smiling. “For you. Thought you could use something new to switch things up.”
He held the stringed bracelet in his hand, looking at the material as if it would erupt in flames if he glared hard enough. It was a stark contrast to his metal one—brightly colored warm complementary beads with little charms that somehow still managed to feel like him. There was a red charm shaped like an explosion, a black bead with a skull design, and a small silver charm with an engraved kanji for “strength.”
“I’m not wearing this,” he said flatly.
It’s like your cartoonish heart balloon had suddenly been popped with a prickly needle.
“What? Why not? It’s cool!” you argued. “I even made it myself to really match you!”
“It’s not my style.”
“Sure it is. Look, it’s got black, silver, and even a little red—it screams Bakugou Katsuki.”
“I didn’t get you anythin’ as a parting gift,” he tells you.
“Don’t worry about it! It’s fine,” you replied, waving your hand in dismissal. “Just thought this’ll go with your metal bracelet.”
He nodded, though there was a somewhat frustrated pout on his expression, muttering something under his breath a soft “thanks,” and placed the gift back in the box, never actually letting you see him wearing it during that moment.
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Years later, during a photoshoot for the yearly hero gala, Bakugou stood in front of the camera in his full Dynamight suit. The photographer adjusted the lights, snapping rapid shots as Bakugou struck his signature confident poses.
“Hold still,” the stylist said, adjusting his gauntlet slightly. Her eyes flicked to his wrist, and she paused. “Oh, that’s cute. Is that handmade?”
Bakugou blinked, following her gaze. Wrapped around his wrist, right next to his ever-present metal bracelet, was the colorful string bracelet you had made him all those years ago.
He stiffened slightly, but instead of taking it off, he shrugged. “Yeah. What about it?”
The stylist smiled warmly. “It’s a nice touch. Makes you seem... approachable. And quite frankly, it matches your suit.”
Bakugou snorted. “Whatever. Let’s get this over with.”
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When the photos surfaced online, fans quickly noticed the bracelet. Social media practically exploded that day.
Is Dynamight wearing a friendship bracelet??
A HANDMADE BRACELET ON DYNAMIGHT??
Guys, he’s worn this thing for YEARS. Check the old pictures! 🙂↔️
You, of course, caught wind of the news—because honestly, who wouldn’t when it took all social media platforms by storm? You saw the posts one evening while scrolling through your phone. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw the photos. It was unmistakable—the bracelet you had made all those years ago.
Long after your UA days were behind you and your lives had taken you and Bakugou down different paths, the all-too-familiar bracelet made you smile sadly—more nostalgic happiness than actual sadness, really.
You stared at the screen, sighing quietly. You thought back to the last time you’d spoken, to the unspoken decision that had pulled you in different directions. You never thought something as small as a bracelet would still mean anything to him.
You didn’t even think you’d live to see the day he wears it, much less keep it after the years.
But there it was, bright and unapologetic on his wrist, a subtle reminder of a bond that hadn’t completely faded with time.
Somewhere across the city, Bakugou stood on a rooftop, the evening wind tugging at his hero uniform. He glanced down at the bracelet on his wrist, running his thumb over the frayed edges of the string. He smirked to himself, a quiet acknowledgment of the past and the person who’d given it to him.
“Guess you were right,” he muttered, his voice barely audible over the wind. “It does scream Bakugou Katsuki.”
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