BTS 9th Anniversary Album Drop | Then Vs Now

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Pairing: vlogger!jungkook x vlogger!reader

Type: youtuber au/fan account au | e2l

⤷ You and Jungkook are vloggers on Youtube, being rivals since you both gained a following. Everyone thinks you hate each other because of the constant shade. The funny thing is, is that you both run a fan account for the other and no one knows.

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⭐️ introduction - profiles

⭐️ one - childish

⭐️ two - flexin’

⭐️ three - babe

⭐️ four - what’s wrong?

⭐️ five - don’t lie to me

⭐️ six - no you don’t

⭐️ seven - vidcon

⭐️ eight - what a shame

⭐️ nine - top two

⭐️ ten - please say sike…

⭐️ eleven - uh my dog

⭐️ twelve - ouch

⭐️ thirteen - jungcook

⭐️ fourteen - tomorrow

⭐️ fifteen - arrived

⭐️ sixteen - Q&A

⭐️ seventeen - maybe kinda sorta

⭐️ eighteen - only a little lol

⭐️ nineteen - I’d bully myself

⭐️ twenty - cyber bullying

⭐️ twenty-one - flopping fave

⭐️ twenty-two - is that-

⭐️ twenty-three - jungkook?! soft?!?

⭐️ twenty-four - spill the tea

⭐️ twenty-five - gettin brave

⭐️ twenty-six - secret

⭐️ twenty-seven - clout chaser

⭐️ twenty- eight - hints

⭐️ twenty-nine - I’m ready

⭐️ thirty - country boi

⭐️ thirty-one - sigh

⭐️ thirty-two - beat my..?

⭐️ thirty-three - dirty version

⭐️ thirty-four - i’m so sorry

⭐️ thirty-five - idea

⭐️ thirty-six - omw

⭐️ thirty-seven - bad liars

⭐️ thirty-eight - diss track

⭐️ thirty-nine - thread

⭐️ forty - **** my ****

⭐️ forty-one - real adults

⭐️ forty-two - officially official

⭐️forty-three - no

⭐️ forty-four - cryptic

⭐️ forty-five - peak

⭐️ forty-six - jealous

⭐️ forty-seven - 6th grader

⭐️ forty-eight - friendship

⭐️ forty-nine - wait and see

⭐️ fifty - a couples life

⭐️ epilogue - one year later

Chapter Eight... Home, Again.

Has no one ever told you not to rifle through old attics? Has no one ever told you that if you find old vintage rings that seem to have a mind of their own, the one thing you should definitely not do is to wear them? Well maybe they have, but it’s October 31st and you’re in desperate need of good accessories. And as such the next thing you know, there is a man named Yoongi in your bedroom and he insists that you’ve just married the King of the Otherworld.

▶ t/w: murder, fighting, cannibalism, vomiting just gross stuff cause there's mermaids involved, angst, drowning, burning someone to death, mature audiences that are not squeamish advised

▶ word count: 5.0k

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You grow vaguely aware of someone’s comforting caresses on your back as the world teeters from left to right and you can’t. Stop. Projecting. Everything out. The calming patter encourages not to keep anything down, says it’s going to make it worse but how could it possibly get any worse after everything you just saw.

When you finally slump, having given it all with some discontent you see not Yoongi by your side but Jimin and it’s not the world that’s swaying but just the boat. You groan wincing at the dour taste in your mouth, letting your damp forehead rest on the wooden edge. At this rate you’ll develop aquaphobia. Jimin scrunches the sleeve of his silk shirt, wiping away the cold sweat.

“It’s not long until the palace,” he mutters meant to comfort you but if anything it has the opposite effect.

Yoongi is there, you know he is and you don’t have the slightest clue of how to react anymore. You feel everything. All and every emotion humanity has vollectively ever felt rages through you and you want to baw like a child at the face of such monumental anguish. You hate him and you love him, you want to kill him, strangle him to repay at least some of the pain he put you through and you want to cradle him in your arms, whispering how you forgive him because it’s Yoongi and if souls were true then you were made of one.

You gasp for breath when your lungs begin to burn. No matter how much oxygen you pull in, it’s not enough. The sense of asphyxiation puts you in a chokehold of primal fear and you begin to trash around, clawing at your throat.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, it’s okay,” Jimin tries to pacify your panic but doing so he puts his hands on both sides of your cheeks and it reminds you so starkly of how Yoongi held you both in his madness and health, that you choke even harder. Quickly, Jimin unhands you, timidly resting his fingers instead on your knees - a relatively safe zone.

“Is this okay?” he asks nervously, echoing your panic. Slowly you climb down from the terror, gasping in and out with your eyes closed. If only you would see darkness and not Yoongi passed out on the floor with his face mauled open. Tentatively still trembling but no longer fearing that you would die (again that is), you open your eyes. The air is cold and damp, fog rolling over the surface of the canal. Jimin is there, eyebrows scrunched up in worry, searching for any signs of distress on your face of which there was plenty. At least, he’s no longer blue meaning whatever drug had coursed through you had been successfully exorcised.

“Why would you ever use such a thing,” you mutter, running a clammy hand through your hair. They’re all knotted.

“I don’t feel the effects as harshly as you. It seems your prolonged residence in human work has distanced you from certain fae benefits.”

You hadn’t even thought of how technically you weren’t even human. Humans after all didn’t revert to infancy after dying. But that’s not what causes you to pull your head up from the safe haven of your thighs, to nail Jimin down with an astonished glare.

“You know? How much do you know?!”

He looks guiltily to the side, wetting his dry lips.

“Uh… sort of everything? It’s a bit awkward to explain, I’m your - ” he blushes bright pink, reminding you of his hair when he came to the orphanage all those years ago.

“What?” you push on and if possible he flushes even more.

“I guess you could say I’m your fan,” he mumbles, drumming his fingers energetically against your kneecap. “You probably don’t recall it but I come from Nyavena, nymph faction, and you’re quite popular there.”

Maybe if you rattled your brain enough, you could faintly remember some bits of fragments about a certain food shortage that you once helped to fix but that was also the time your brother was sent to dungeons, so Nyavena and its problems had escaped your viewing focus.

“I also did my dissertation on you, so I had to dig up a lot of old documents and court stories that Yoongi probably wouldn’t like to know about.”

At the mention of his name, you recoil, feeling that crushing hold, grip around your heart once more.

“Nymphs have universities?...” you quietly wonder, desperate to distract yourself from the imminent descent.

“Gotta get our education somewhere,” Jimin remarks with a light chuckle. You can’t produce your own.

“Is that why you didn’t tell me when I was little?” you ask and he falls sombre

“I...” he stammers, running through his dishevelled hair. “Well, how was I supposed to tell you all this?” he gestures vaguely around and you notice that the boat is in fact steering on its own.

“You were only eight years old then, it’s not a story you tell a kid. But mostly and please, please, do not relay this to Yoongi,” you gaze at him blankly while Jimin struggles to get the words out, his tapping increasing in speed.

“I love Yoongi like a brother, I really do but what you both had or have is just too damn tragic.”

“Who is he to presume on such things?” a sharp voice hisses in your ear though you can’t tell who does it belong to - the King, Yoongi or you.

“If I would tell you who you were or what that ring is, it… it would haunt you. Even if you wouldn’t take it, I don’t think one could ever forget about it. When I read about your...death,” he grimaced, “ I felt really sorry for you and I didn’t want for the history to repeat itself.”

“So the story about Vegas?”

Jimin chuckled self-consciously.

“Oh, a complete lie. I popped by your school’s party and trust me I had enough. I went home pretty soon after that, mulled around my parents' house and then returned back to Yoongi.”

“What did you say to him?”

“Said that I found you as promised and left you a note to read when you’re old enough.”

“That’s why when Yoongi came - ” you begin and Jimin finishes.

“- he thought that you’d forgiven him and I guess were ready to get hitched after the world’s longest engagement.”

You sink deep in thought, recalling that Halloween night.

“I’ve come to take you home, Your Majesty.”

Not a disinterested title but a childhood nickname, a very Yoongi way of saying -

“Let’s get married, baby” or whatever went through his mind that moment.

“Last time I saw him,” you start with a croak in your throat.

A quick cough. Continue.

You don’t want to but what choice there really was.

“He was not in a good...state.”

“A soft way of saying he was five miles out of his mind.”

Could you comprehend what amusement was right now, you’d at least smirk at Jimin’s honesty but the wound was still too raw to be covered up with humour.

“Is he...alright now?”

Jimin ponders for a long time, so long it makes you worried.

“He’s not... he doesn’t throw fits anymore, he doesn’t abuse his power. After you...left, Joon made him seek counselling.”

“Joon?”

“Namjoon, current Court Secretary.”

Oh, you remember him. The bespectacled man by the well.

“He’s trying. He’s been trying so hard. I don’t make any excuses for his behaviour in the past but I have nothing bad to say about him now.”

“Hmm…” is all you can reply.

“Jin and I were most worried about your return,” Jimin admits quietly, “your...departure shocked him so much, I guess it forced him to revert back to some sanity but we were worried that if you were around, he’d fall back into old habits.”

“You’re saying I make him crazy?” you don’t ask out of defensiveness or insult but out of genuine curiosity. No matter how hard you toss or turn, every decision seems wrong. Leaving Yoongi is similar to trying to cut out your liver using a nail file but you couldn't just run up to him like an eager puppy, yapping “of course I forgive you, I don’t care that I died and was made an orphan because of you.”

That’s not how this worked, did it? You had your hurt and he had his.

“I’m not saying that! You’re both very complicated people who love each other very much, any idiot can see that,” Jimin replies, shrugging, “but the baggage you both have is quite heavy and the whole idea of soulmates -”

Every hair on the back of your neck stands up at once.

“What is that?” rips out of you before your natural senses actually received the message of danger.

The water that previously had been smooth is boiling now, but it’s not really boiling. Something is just swimming very fast after your boat. Chasing it down.

A pair of white, lidless eyes poke through the water surface, narrowing you down with a contemptuous glare. Suddenly a smell of rotting fish overclouds your mind.

“Jimin!”

Yoongi felt sick coming back here, to the throne room. These four walls held his grief, his pain and madness. He used to think that if he shut the doors tight enough, he’d be able to seal it away, finally control the poison that seeped from him. It was but a naive hope. He still feels sick when he leaves the room and when he closes his eyes he still sees you disappearing down the well and it didn’t matter whether he was here or at the end of the world. That moment ran deeper than the scar carved on his face.

He shook his head and let the blaring bells of the court grip him into a new alarm. Below him, the first defence line was already caught in a vicious struggle. The problem with the city canals was that they ran everywhere, forcing the soldiers to divert their attention to at least three other places. Merfolk couldn’t get far on the ground, the ability to briefly grow limbs had been bred out for most of them since their exile to Western waters but they could jump. Flinching, Yoongi saw how one of them propelled herself out of the water, unhinging her jaw making her head go backwards with a speed that no one around had even the inkling to run. The unlucky guard was thrown on the pavement and dragged in water before being mauled to pieces all in the span of a second. The court was gripped with wet, squelching sounds as merfolk ate their comrades, occasionally gurgling back undigested parts and hurling them at the remaining fighters.

“Where’s Hoseok?” he growled at Taehyung who was readying a spear.

“I don’t know, I can't find him anywhere.”

That’s just what Yoongi needed.

Your hands stink from the force with which you wack the merman off the boat. Despite Jimin pushing your boat along, using his own created breeze, they are fast. You clutch the oar with a peculiar mix of horrendous rage and paralyzing dread, whipping around the small circle of the boat, trying to somehow predict where they will spring next.

But the space is small and unbalanced. One careless step and you’re dead. A sharp hacking pulls you to the left. Claws gripping the wooden edge, a mermaid hauls their body through the water surface, mouth spread wide open so hard their eyes literally move back and you’re forced to stare down a row of rotting jagged teeth. With no hesitation whatsoever you force your screaming muscles to work and bash the head of the attacker. Black blood spills over your oar as their webbed hands grow limp and release the boat.

“Just a little bit,” Jimin shouts, keeping his eyes on the approaching palace.

There are lights and screams coming from there but it’s still better than being crowded by clawing monsters on a single plank of wood. Seeing the approach to relative safety, they start ramming into the boat, swaying it dangerously close to tipping over. You push to poke one of them but they rip the oar away from your hands. No weapon left and judging from how hard Jimin was panting he would run out of energy any time soon.

You sink underneath the slab of stone that guides the water canal into the inner court. Your feet can barely find the balance anymore. When you came out, you had to jump or risk being dragged into the water. The jump is awkward, not leaping simply away but also somehow upwards. Jimin jumps first almost gracefully and you follow after him, the boat immediately being turned upside down. You already land on your chest against the floor when you’re sharply hauled backwards, claws tearing off the skin at your ankle.

Jimin shouts after you as your nails scrape against the smooth stone trying to hold onto something, anything. The merman who has your leg unhinges his jaw, intending to make you a quick meal. You can see someone’s fingers stuck in his teeth. Then you suddenly slip free and the merman is impaled straight down his mouth with a silver spear. Shivering and distantly screaming you haul yourself backwards and Jimin helps you up.

The court is faring no better and while you’re out of the lion's den you’re now facing a wolf. All around there are mermaids springing like sharks out the water, picking off the Imperial knights at a rapid pace. Sometimes they miscalculate the jump and writhe on the ground where they are slaughtered but even you can see that the tide was in their favour.

“Hello again,” Taehyung greets you pleasantly, loading an arrow into a crossbow and shooting into the eye of a nearby attacker. “Had a good walk?”

He smiles at you nicely, as a classmate would in a hallway, but the side of his face is smeared with black blood and his eyes have double brown pupils.

You don’t reply to anything and he continues just as gently even when he lodges an arrow into the hand of the mermaid and kicks her straight off the ground and into the water.

“Jimin, would you be so kind as to escort her to a more civil place? Our Majesty, really shouldn’t be seeing this.”

Jimin nods grimly, dragging you quickly away as you haphazardly dodge bows and stray attacks. You look back at Taehyung and he waves cheerfully at you and without looking, pulls an arrow from his quiver and stabs a sneaking mermaid through their ear. You retch.

The scent of rot is everywhere and remembering all the horrible things that happened here makes you think that this place is more than just cursed, it’s hell.

“I need to find Yoongi,” you shout over the battle noises and Jimin curses as one mermaid glides over your head, nearly missing the target. “I just want to know he’s alive.”

“Of course, he’s fine ________,” Jimin yells back, not unkindly but you can see that he’s worried you both won’t make it to the palace. And even if you do, the outlook right now was grim. “He’s the King, we all protect him with our lives.”

But those lives are running out, swallowed whole down the throats of the mermaids and then vomited back. You can barely stand.

Jimin does manage to haul you right to the Imperial doors but he is tripped down a flight of stairs. A mermaid, choking as she is out of the water and injured, hisses and starts dragging Jimin closer to her, unsheathing her long teeth to bite his head off. The palace is illuminated by a few torches and you, wavering underneath its weight, push the flame against the mermaid's spine. The tortured scream it lets out is horrifying and crying you have to remind yourself that if you let go Jimin could die, when it stops screaming you let go of the torch and unceremoniously vomit all over the stairs. The scent of the burnt corpse invades your nostrils.

As you look up, through the many spears and weapons you notice a man on a black horse. He’s wielding a longsword and on his head sits the imperial crown, the same one that was used to carve up his face. Yoongi looks like Death itself, clad in black armour, it’s glistening as it catches the roaring flame of the Imperial torches nestled against the palace walls. He slashes and hacks with wild abandon and the knights follow him suit, inspired to fight for their lives, inspired to give their lives for their Emperor. Their (perhaps) Mad King. Yoongi’s horse, Holly, the one you fed many apples trudging away from Brary, turns around to kick the attackers with his hind legs and doing so puts you and Yoongi directly in each other’s sight.

He knows you know.

You can see it from the way he closes his eyes in pain and regret.

And because of it he doesn’t see the biggest mermaid yet launching in a murderous rage and knocking him off Holly, his sword clanging against the ground as it falls from his hand.

You run.

You just run.

You don’t feel fear or anything. It’s like what you see is not even real. You yourself are not even real. Just a body moving without its mind. You drop down and slide right between Yoongi and the mermaid at just the exact moment when she lets her claws fall down, slashing towards Yoongi’s neck.

You close your eyes, hoping that this time he won’t mourn you to another suicide attempt.

You can hear him breathe beneath you and you focus on that sound, wanting to hear it when you die. You don’t want to end up like her, the other you that had died alone, atop of a strange world, broken and abandoned. But the pain doesn’t come and neither does death, what comes are Yoongi’s arms wrapped around your stomach in a tight hug. You crack open one of your eyes and see the mermaid struggling on the ground, a few meters away.

In your mind, you’re back in your kitchen. With Yoongi’s hand around yours as the large knife sways in your birch wallpaper. You look down on the ring and it glistens as it hadn’t even before, ferociously like a protective beacon.

You and Yoongi scramble up as the large mermaid crawls forward, clamping her jaws shut like you’ve seen alligators do. You both grasp around Yoongi’s sword, the one that you now know your brother had gifted him for good luck when the previous Emperor was usurped. You allow yourself the weakness of looking at him only to find that he is looking back at you. Tears are running down his face as he tugs your fingers tightly against the sword hilt. You know he knows you know. Neither of you know the answer of how to fix this, of how to live with the trauma you caused each other, or how you could learn to love again, anew. But you decide you’ll learn, you’ll find the answers because this was your life and all that mattered was that you and Yoongi were happy, not how happy it might make others.

You clasp his fingers back, trying to mutely express your new foundings.

“I’LL KILL YOU!” the mermaid snarls, advancing further but you and Yoongi, hands entwined on the sword, strike her down before she can fulfil her threat. As you near their face, you can recognize that stench.

“Stupid thing,” she had hissed, “you should have stayed away."

But how can one mermaid know who you were, where you came from and where you were originally from?...

You look into the white eyes and the snarls and you finally grasp that one detail that was mulled in the backdrop of your mind.

Bodies don’t fall without jumping. You had stood here, in this palace courtyard, atop of the well, meaning to jump but you hadn't jumped didn’t you. You fell backwards, tugged by an unknown force that had sprung up and was hidden from the sight of the approaching court.

With that notion, you drive the sword through her heart without any straying remorse.

The mermaids howl all around, trashing in the water. Their dead comrade had been a bigger and better fighter than any of them, undoubtedly you had just executed their leader but it doesn’t make them lose their spirits, it enrages them to a degree they abandon all preservation. Heedlessly, they leap out of the water, push themselves against blades, scream until the ears of the bystanders start bleeding.

Yoongi grips your elbow and drags you to the safety of the palace where the burnt mermaid lay. There’s no Jimin around and you pray that he is safe. Your exit is cut off by a dripping man, his hair is red and he has a distinct, kind face despite the fact that he was drenched in black blood.

“They’ve taken the palace,” he screams, “they used the plumbing to get inside, it’s not safe, Yoongi.

“Hoseok, gather Taehyung and the rest, push back, away from the canals,” Yoongi orders. His grip on your arms is so strong, it starts tingling. You don’t mind, in fact, you relish this small reminder that you’re both still alive.

Yoongi looks around in panic. There was no exit. Wherever the sight landed, there were intruders and falling knights. He whimpered, desperately trying to seek some escape and then his gaze landed on the well.

You understood him the moment the thought nestled in his head.

“No, no, please, I don’t want to go!”

You plead but Yoongi turns a deaf ear, dragging you towards it, across the bodies of his subjects and of his enemies.

“Please Yoongi, I don’t want to go, please, I love you, you idiot, I don’t want to leave you!”

His expression wrenches in torment as he mutely sobs yet he doesn’t stop and when you come next to the mouth of the water well, you feel a cold dread crawl through your skin. You capture his dirtied face in your palms, mimicking his favourite gesture and even through his misery he nuzzles into your hands, almost on an instinct.

“Please, I love you, don’t abandon me,” you beg and press a kiss on his lips. He responds gently, not clawing, not tearing, not demanding anything, just echoing the movement of your lips so tenderly as though he thought it was a dream.

“I love you,” he says, voice barely above a whisper, “I’ll love you forever and after that.”

You hook your hand around his neck and the chain that was hidden underneath his armour plops out of their confines, revealing the same golden ring, glowing bright on your hand.

He presses his forehead onto yours, breathing deep and before you can beg anymore pushes you right down the well.

You fall, down, down and down, seeing Yoongi’s ghastly, tortured grimace watch after you until you breach the surface of the worlds and he disappears. The void between separate realities is filled with many things. None of them make any sense, they’re nightmarish and sick, but even so you feel alone. You fall and fall and fall until it finally breaks and you hit the hard, cold ground, rolling through the Hell Mouth.

You pant.

There is only silence.

The air is cold and the night is dark and there are stars twinkling above you.

No screams, no slaughter, no Yoongi.

You become still, unable to move or do anything as the horrid realization of your whereabouts settle in.

You were back home.

You look down on the ground. Your hand is empty.

The ring that had hugged your finger so tight, you thought no one could ever remove it, is laying away, partially hidden underneath brown leaves.

You reach towards it and the glimmer in its searing brown stone that reminds you of the colour of Yoongi’s eyes begins to shudder until it dies down entirely

“Was this uh… decoration?” Maeve asks kindly as she wretches the lodged kitchen knife from your wall. You don’t respond, choosing to pick up the Galadriel dress that was still on your floor.

Time ran differently in the Otherworld as you realized and the week that you spent with Yoongi was but one hour in the human world.

You returned back home the same night you left, as if you hadn’t just lived two different lives as two different and yet somehow the same women. You had stumbled and fainted in Bill Sandyman’s yard, the one whose daughter was still probably gasping underneath some vampire’s warm mouth. The intoxicated horde that you had partied with was admitted into the one hospital that Sallington had and bucking underneath the weight of many drunken students, no one paid any attention to the nature of your injuries.

When Maeve came to collect you with her green Moskvitch she had joked that of course only you could stumble upon more trouble in the comfort of your own home, but you hadn’t listened to her, merely wrapping around your arms around her neck, trying to delude your brain into thinking that it was Yoongi who you held onto.

She grew suspicious but seeing the morose, heartbroken expression she didn’t press further on it.

The week that followed wasn’t even the worst. Neither the week after that. Maeve stayed with you, trying to comfort you to the best of her abilities while remaining completely oblivious. The week after that you saw Lucia stray home and so you could corner her for some answers. She didn’t know that there even was an attack, she had been sleeping for the most part of it, recovering after the Long Ball.

The worst came in the summer as you began to lose hope that Yoongi will find a way back to you. You had tried, numerous times in a single day and those days after another, you had tried to crawl back to the Otherworld but the Hell Mouth remained a simple tree, and its carving revealed only moist, dark soil and not a bridge between the worlds.

The ring didn’t glow for a single day and no matter how hard you tried it slipped away from your finger. You resolved to wear it around your neck, like Yoongi had. And time moved forward.

Maeve was offered a job outside of Sallington and you encouraged her to go. You were wallowing, sinking in depression that no one could understand and you feared to explain, feared to confine her because of your own selfishness. So you let her go, towards a better life and she left like a beautiful bird, migrating to a better weather. She lived her life as she should.

No other resident of Sallington of which there were far more than you presumed, could open the gateway either. It was entirely shut and you were all left to maroon on top of your own world of normalcy.

The spring came and the summer came and then finally Halloween of the next year came. You were excited. You thought, he had come for you the last Halloween, maybe he would this time. He loved you, he would come.

Yoongi didn’t come.

But he still loved you, right?

He was still alive.

Right?

Halloween came and left. Just a single memory of you sitting soulless in your lonely kitchen watching a single, orange candle in the shape of the pumpkin melting away. You had made dinner for two that night. Yoongi could be hungry when he came to see you.

He didn’t come.

And then there came winter. Christmas. Coating Sallington in white blanket of comfort. Of course it being Sallington it resembled a Swedish crime drama and one would expect more to see Krampus on the roof rather than Santa nevertheless the people made it lovely. Carols, eggnog, family.

You sitting alone, on a snow covered porch, breath etching white clouds into the night air.

You had learned to fake cheer quite well for Maeve who couldn’t make it back home this year. You thanked for her gifts and received a happy thank you for the ones you’d given her. The phone call ended and you let the smile slip away from your face as you stared blankly into the outskirt of the forest.

Quietly you entered Ms Witterman’s children’s home and lay in your bed, the Christmas lights twinkling softly behind your closed eyes.

CREEEEEEEEEK.

Unmistakable.

The creek of your bedroom floor underneath the sole of an unknown intruder.

You didn’t open your eyes. This could be a dream and your heart would shatter if and when you woke up. You better hoped it was a robber, you’d know how to deal with that.

Your bed dipped behind you as cold arms wrapped tentatively around your waist, someone's nose nuzzling softly in your neck. You swallowed your tears, heart pounding in exhilaration and in fear that this was just another one of your delusions, conjuring a happy ending where there wasn’t one.

You reach to touch his hands and eagerly he intertwines your fingers in his.

This was real.

“Sorry for being late, Your Majesty,” Yoongi whispered in your ear.

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Waaaahhhhh thanks to everyone for reading it, it flourished from a small idea to a big world that I've grown very fond of. Please don't be a silent reader and I hope you enjoyed this roller coaster of emotions.

- Sora.

now let us shine on each other we are no longer small our universe will last forever

The Champion’s Assistant

Modern hogwarts!yoongi au

After a horrible prank, Slytherin, Min Yoongi, is entered into the Triwizard Tournament. Y/n, feeling responsible, decides it’s her personal mission to make sure he survives the ordeal.

** This AU was inspired by I Found by @hxseok-honee **

MASTERLIST

Part One - The Chlamydia Cave

Part Two - I was threatened

Part Three - He’s Making Buttons

Part Four - The Child Is Sad

Part Five - The Hogwarts Champion

Part Six - It’s Taco Night

Part Seven - That’s sus, y/n

Part Eight - Divine Intervention

Part Nine - Who’s Jesus

Part Ten - Mommy’s Cyber Bullying

Part Eleven - The Authorities Have Been Notified

Part Twelve - Forgive Me, Mami

Part Thirteen - Strawberry Lube

Part Fourteen - The First Task

Part Fifteen - Severus or Celine?

Part Sixteen - Yoongle Boppin’ to the Boongle

Part Seventeen - A FULL, ON-THE-MOUTH, WONDERFUL MAN KISS

Part Eighteen - It’s Time To Pay Attention To Me

Part Nineteen - Get. Your. Foot. Out. Of. My. Crotch.

Part Twenty - my yule daddy loves me

Part Twenty One - Large Iced White Mocha With Almond Milk

Part Twenty Two - Save me, Yoongi

Part Twenty Three - The Second Task

Part Twenty Four - Pound Town

Part Twenty Five - 😅😳👍

Part Twenty Six - Kiss Me

Part Twenty Seven - WHt the FUCK

Part Twenty Eight - Specialty Handjobs

Part Twenty Nine - I get to touch your butt

Part Thirty - The Lovers and the Guilty

Part Thirty One - I Want Answers

Part Thirty Two - I Hate You

Part Thirty Three - I Love You

Part Thirty Four - I’m Sorry

Part Thirty Five - Don’t Ask Stupid Questions

Part Thirty Six - LOOK AWAY TAEHYUNG

Part Thirty Seven - I Tolerate You

Part Thirty Eight - The Third Task

Part Thirty Nine - The End

waste it on me | jjk

☞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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header by @tan-dulset

Headcanon that the syndicate has one of those 3D map models that people use to strategise for battle and infiltration. They have one of every thing that pops up in the SMP.

Ranboo and Niki help shape the the little figurines and make little people model because they think its fun and end up customizing the characters with things (BASED ON FANON HEADCANONS TOO) Giving Tommy a new sweater, Tubbo gets a little bee plush to go with it, Niki dyes Puffys hair rainbow etc. (Ranboo makes sure Michael’s not in it, but secretly molds a little figuirine of Michael too :))

Techno makes Birdza go fly all over the map to tell him what things look like. Techno personally made each one of his pets, including best boy steve and also adds a bell for good luck.

Now Philza thought the idea was funny at first and there is no way they would make the whole thing- but HE ends up getting invested making the buildings. Classic dad move. He spends hours replicating Foolish’s builds and rages for a solid 5 minutes when someone canonically destroys something on the smp.

Somehow others get involved in the schemes- Tommy is confused when Ranboo asks him to knit mini clothes and Foolish is fucking terrified of Philza glaring down at him from the tower he’d just built.

In the end Techno is the one using the map the most but not for strategy.

He uses it like a canonical barbie dreamhouse run with the power of Anarchy.

one shots - myg

Keep the change by @httpjeon humor, fluff, smut ― summary: typically an old man works the night shift at Greg’s Place. however, it seems there’s a new cute guy working the register at night now. and it just so happens it’s finals week…

If walls could talk by @smoochkooks smut, angst ― summary: for most people, love is an enigma; hard to describe force that brings two hearts together and makes one home. love is happiness and delight. love is goodmorning kisses when sun rises and warm cuddles when it gets dark. love is sharing deepest, most hidden insecurities together and finding solutions for them. love is looking into someone’s eyes and seeking comfort in them. but for min yoongi, love is the most unfair feeling in the world.

Beloved by @bang-tan-bitches drama, thriller, smut, yandere, daechwita au ― summary: Court was just a game of politics after all. And you intend to win. ''All you need to know is that my name is Yoongi and you're mine now.''

Exitus Acta Probat by @bang-tan-bitches drama, thriller, smut, mafia au ― summary: ''All you need to know is that my name is Yoongi and you're mine now.''

need a hand? by @cupofteaguk fluff, s2l, college auf ― summary: three awkward moments with min yoongi

the mark of yun-ki by @ladyartemesia smut, hybrid/abo au, daechwita au ― summary: For a thousand years the tiger god Yun-Ki has marked the heirs of the Min Empire and thus only a marked heir can inherit the throne. When the beautiful daughter of the Min Emperor’s loyal warlord rescues a mysterious tiger hybrid from the imperial prison, she unleashes a secret that the throne would kill to protect. The young emperor claims to be the chosen heir… but who really bears the Mark of Yun-Ki?

snake by @whatifyoulivelikethat royal au ― summary: Your parents have no qualms on doing whatever they can to climb the social ladder. That includes assigning you a betrothed you’ve never met, an offering to the crown prince. You, the one the gossipers whisper under their breath… the Snake Princess.

a tender heart on fire by @mikrksmos fluff, roommates au, f2l

a dumbass in disguise by @jimlingss fluff, bff2l(?) ― summary: yoongi's an idiot, especially when he's drunk

slip by @kinglykook smut, roommates au, e2l ― summary: you and your roommate, min yoongi, do not get along. when you slip in the shower and dislocate your shoulder, yoongi figures out how to use this to his advantage.

rings by @mygsii smut ― summary: yoongi has very nice hands; hands decorated with pretty ring that just lead you to think about how they'd feel inside you

covet by @mygsii smut, werewolf au, abo au ― summary: unable to find an alternative opinion for your heat, you're left at loss. that is until you're told about a certain app by a friend, through which you meet a blond haired alpha.

Switching my positions by @cupofteaguk fluff, angst, fake dating au, f2l ― summary: Fresh out of college, Min Yoongi makes a name for himself amongst his online fanbase as an artist who writes about the ins and outs of falling in love. But when he is signed to a record label, his producer insists that he reveal a public romantic relationship to weed off any potential scandals or dangerous assumptions about the source of his love songs. So who else should Yoongi turn to, but you: his manager—but more than that, his best friend and secret crush.

creep by @xjoonchildx smut, yandere-ish reader ― summary: being a nice guy is not all it's cracked up to be. sometimes it makes you a target for bad people, yoongi learns the hard way that no good deed goes unpunished.

penguins by @ddaenggtan smut

catharsis by @dovechim smut ― summary: where do you draw the line between fantasy and reality? Yoongi knows he has a kink that isn’t socially acceptable as kinks go. he’s already had several failed relationships in the past tucked under his belt as a result, so when you offer him a chance to live out his fantasy in a guiltless, no strings attached kinda way, what could go wrong?

after party by @njssi smut ― summary: Dancing with Hoseok the entire night after a concert and leaving for the bathroom with him under Yoongi’s very angry, challenging gaze seemed like a good idea in theory, but now that you’re back at his place, you’re starting to question your decision because he certainly plans on making you regret it.

the landlord by @ppersonna smut ― summary: your air conditioner breaks right at the height of a recordbreaking heat wave.  good thing your hot landlord, yoongi, knows how to attend to any needs you may have.

lining's silver by @sketchguk smut, fluff, e2l, college au ― summary: You would rather die than confess you’re capable of feeling anything but disdain towards the rich and privileged, so you make it known, loud and clear, that going on a bunch of dates with Min Yoongi is nothing more than an academic arrangement for the sake of your GPA. Holding hands and catching f*elings for him? That’s all part of the plan, so don’t get the wrong idea. Or as Jeongguk likes to call it, “Matchmaking 101: How to Get Two Tsunderes to Fall in Love.”

after the honeymoon fades by @subvk established relationship, smut ― summary: Growing distant after being together for a long time seemed inevitable, until you realize the truth you and Min Yoongi are too stubborn to come to terms with: you needed each other more than ever.

something to hold on to by @fantasybangtan parent au, fluff, angst ― summary: it’s not that you don’t like your job. on the contrary, reading bedtime stories to a certified little princess is something you still can’t believe you get paid to do. it’s just that between all the school runs, snow days and secret second hot chocolates before bed, you may fallen a little too hard for those dimpled cheeks and gummy smiles…. worse still, you’ve fallen for her father too.

I’m not your daddy by @scriptaed fluff, parent au ― summary: basically yoongis baby girl wants to marry someone else other than him and he gets jealous

lava cake by @xmint-conditionx smut ― summary: your friend dragged you to this huge house birthday party for some guy you don’t even know, and she disappears with her boyfriend, leaving you alone in the crowd. while trying to find her, you lock eyes with a handsome stranger across the room who looks like he could use some company.

intimidation& intensity by @luxekook fluff, smut, college au ― summary: in which you think Yoongi is intimidating bc of his dark clothing and his quiet ‘don’t give a fuck’ attitude… but then someone makes him laugh and you watch as his face lights up in the cutest gummy smile complete with shining eyes and blushing cheeks and BOOM you’re whipped for that boy

Sue Me by @v-hope fluff ― summary: take on sue you girl & yoongi

Gwanghae Flow by @btssavedmylifeblr smut ― summary: The queen receives a forbidden visitor in the middle of the night.

finding bigfoot by @bloomsuga smut, fuff, comedy, angst ― summary: you set out to hike the pacific crest trail in search of yourself… instead you found him

straight shooter by @snackhobi cyberpunk au, e2l, f2l, smut ― summary: min yoongi is the best shot in the business. you’re the best gunsmith in the city and the only person he trusts to programme his tech; to make his gear. he likes your work. it’s a shame, then, that he doesn’t like you.

maybe i’m a little dangerous (maybe love is too) by @hollyhomburg mafia au, soulmate au ― summary: Rare soulmate marks don’t guarantee that you find your soulmate easily, and when your soulmate is the head of a mafia, being together will never be easy either…

the sugar wars by @hollyhomburg soulmate au, fluff ― summary: Maybe tasting everything his soulmate eats wouldn’t be so bad if Yoongi’s soulmate didn’t have the largest sweet tooth Ever. Maybe you wouldn’t need to sweeten everything if he didn’t drink his coffee so bitter.

sticky notes by @threeletterslife est. relationship, fluff, angst ― summary: You and Yoongi aren’t very good with words. But there’s a perfect, nonverbal form of communication that might just help tie your relationship back together.

heart haunting by @jamaisjoons est. relationship, angst, fluff, smut ― summary:〝 you’re in love with min yoongi. you are sure of this. so why does your past lover still haunt your memories? 〞

the honeytrap by @jamaisjoons hybrid au, smut ― summary: 〝 what can you do when your bees aren’t producing the amount of honey they should be? ask your neighbour, the honeybee king, for help of course! 〞

fortuitous by @underthejoon smut, arranged marriage au ― summary: Your fates were sealed long before your paths crossed. Get your diploma and get married. You were similar in that way – both bound by outdated customs. Falling in love was never something either of you dared to dream about. Until it happened.

make me by @ppersonna smut, fluff ― summary: an ordinary sleepover with your best friend turns into anything but ordinary, thanks to your ridiculously loud neighbors above you.

mixtape by @jungblue smut, fluff, comedy, college au ― summary: Two mystery students from your college run the podcast dubbed ‘mixtape.’ It’s become a sort of phenomenon around campus, listened to by almost everyone. In their most recent episode they discussed various study methods… One of them being oh so tempting.

backstage by @willoww smut ― summary: just…backstage sex really?

tears of a villain by @jimlingss angst, lil bit of fluff, superhero au ― summary: defeating a mad scientist leaves you responsible for his creation

a boy like you by @cinnaminsvga fluff, f2l ― summary: for whenever you are feeling low, always remember that there is a boy you know who would lift the sky for you. {or alternatively: Min Yoongi loves you, though he never says it. He’s always been a firm believer in that actions speak louder than any words ever could.}

suit and tie by @jungshookz fluff, smut ― summary: ceo!yoongi drabble bc my mans looks good in suits :))))

basketballcaptain!yoongi by @jungshookz fluff, smut ― summary: drabble - did u know yoongi used to play basketball???? what if there was a water girl????

Smol twins doodle 🐖🐗

park jimin, chanel boy

(cr. qdeoks & dwellingsouls)

throw me off a cliff punch me in the face hit me with a truck step on me