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awkwardly in love

– pairing: jeongguk & reader

– genre: college, childhood friends, best friends to lovers, fluff, humor

– word count: 20k

– summary: even if everything changed, yours and jeongguk’s friendship would always stay the same - at least you thought so. but jokes on you, cupid had other plans for the two of you, making you reconsider everything you thought you knew about your best friend of twelve years.

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Lifeline | 01

Summary: What happens when a witch curses seven vampires to share one fated mate between them? BTS x Reader, Vampire!au, Idol!au. 

Genre: Angst, fluff, smut, fantasy.

Word count: 7.8k

Ch. 1 | Ch.2 | Ch.3 | Ch.4 | Ch.5| Ch.6

“Did you see my glasses, Y/n?”

You watched quietly as Jisoo upturned the whole living room. She had been searching for ten minutes now, finally deeming to acknowledge your sprawled figure on the couch.

Drumming your knee up and down, you wondered if a better pair of roommates had ever existed on earth. It was a match made in heaven really.

Both of were kind of stupid. And lazy.

“Why don’t you dig around some more? I’ll tell you when you’re tired.”, you replied with a yawn.

A pillow smacked your yawning face, making you choke on air. “I’m getting late here, dumbass. Some of us have to work in the morning.”

You smirked, leaning up on your elbows. “You jealous?”

“Hell yes.” She slumped down beside you, snatching your plate of sliced bananas from the coffee table and shoving some in her mouth. “Why didth you geth this inthernship againh? You’re noth qualifiedh.”

“Swallow the banana first.” You frowned. “Wait that came out wrong.”

Gulping down some water, Jisoo spoke again. “I’m serious here. How did you manage to get a paid internship where you only have to show up in the evening?”

You snorted. “I’m on the night shift, genius. I managed it because I’m a computer wiz.”

She rolled her eyes, getting up to search again. “Computer wiz, my ass.”

You sighed, laying on your back again.

Getting an internship at an entertainment company such as Bighit might do wonders for your resumé, but you knew exactly what you were in for. Most likely site maintenance or god forbid, tech support.

And you also knew that most people might jump at a chance to have any kind of job at an entertainment company, if nothing else to just brag about meeting celebrities daily. But you were not naive on that front either. You were probably going to be stuck in a tiny cubicle all night, desperately waiting for a glitch to appear on your screen in order to break out of the monotony.

But you were not complaining, the money was decent enough and this was just a stepping stone on your way to become an accomplished software developer.

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Why do you reblog your own fics so much?

Because someone might as well!? And look at this. Look. At. This.

Does this look right to you??

These are just the last three fics I wrote. I appreciate the likes, believe me I do, but you have to understand. Likes do nothing for content creators. It’s the reblogs. Because that’s how you find shit on your dashboard. Through reblogs. Not likes. This isn’t twitter or tiktok or instagram. This is a website that’s run by the reblog system.

Reblogging helps content creators put their stuff out there. Why do you think so many people stopped writing fanfic and creating beautiful fanart and edits? It’s because they put in hours of work and don’t get nearly enough notes for their masterpieces. Yes we do this because we enjoy it but like...some validation won’t hurt. A boost of confidence here and there might be all someone needs to finish whatever thing they started and left.

Anyway, I’m still going to reblog my shit...

May you do a drabble about the first time oc slept over at jungkook’s place or the other way around? 🤍🤍🤍

"Jungkook?" you whisper in hopes that he is still awake. But he doesn't move.

"I have to confess something," you say nevertheless. You're staring at his back and think that he must've fallen asleep already, but a second later Jungkook turns around in such a hurry, you flinch a little.

You can't see much in Jungkook's dark bedroom. However, you still notice his doe eyes, which are slightly bigger than usual.

"What's up?"

You pull the duvet closer around you. "Don't you dare laugh at me, okay?"

"Promise."

"So, like," you trail off, breaking eye contact with him and staring up at the ceiling. "I usually cuddle with my plushie when I go to sleep."

Silence, but Jungkook breaks it with a soft "Oh."

"Yeah," you say, eyes travelling back to him.

"You wanna go home?"

"Wha- no, I just meant...uh, can I...can I cuddle you as we sleep?"

"Oh."

If this were a comic, this would be the moment when a bright light bulb would shine above his head.

"I thought you didn't feel comfortable or sum," he explains, sliding a little closer to you. His bed isn't a big one, but still bigger than yours and enough to give the both of you a little space from each other.

"No, 'm just asking if I can cuddle you."

"You act like we never cuddle anyway."

"Some people don't like to be cuddled when they sleep. Just wanna make sure," you tell him.

Jungkook lies down on his back. You snuggle up to his side, hugging his arm.

"You comfy?"

"Mhm." There's a tiny smile playing on your lips, eyes closed as you sigh contentedly. "I set an alarm for 8 am tomorrow."

"Y/n," Jungkook groans. "It's the weekend."

"You were the one who said we should get up early to continue studying for our exam!"

"That was just something you should tell your parents so you could stay here. You won't get me out of bed earlier than 10 am."

"9 am."

"No."

"You suck."

"We're gonna ace this exam anyways, I don't think we need to study much more."

"Hmm," you mumble unimpressed. You pull the sleeves of your, well, Jungkook's pullover over your hands. You're practically wholly drowned in it, but it's comfortable, expecially because you're surrounded by his homely scent.

When you called your mum to ask for her permission to stay at Jungkook's place, she was a little hesitant at first since you don't have any stuff for a sleepover with you. But you reassured her that Jungkook had enough things to lend to you.

His aunt gave you a toothbrush and some sweatpants of hers because Jungkook's sweatpants are way too big for you. She also promised to bake you some pancakes before she leaves for work tomorrow morning.

You feel Jungkook's hand gently stroking through your hair. It makes you sleepy in an instant.

"We should still revise tomorrow morning," you mumble with half-closed eyes.

"After breakfast."

You nod slowly. "I love your aunt's pancakes." You yawn. "We're waking up at 8 am tho."

"Y/n, it's like, past midnight already. We need to get more sleep."

"You literally go to sleep at 4 am on schooldays."

"That's only cause I sleep in at the weekend. So it's kinda rude of you to just-

"Shhh," you cut him off. "I'm trying to sleep."

You don't need to see him, you know he's rolling his eyes.

But nonetheless, Jungkook places his palm on your hip, pulling you closer to his body.

I LOVE THIS KASJKJDKJSK 

Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell - final

SUMMARY: when you were ten, taehyung adopted you and gave you a home. now that you’re eighteen, the sudden change in your scent perplexes and confounds him.

PAIRING: wolf hybrid!tae x human!reader (all bts members are hybrids)

WARNINGS: talk of ownership (reader is tae’s pet human) | daddy long legs syndrome | angst | suicide attempt | smut (finally!) | heat sex | unhealthy relationships

WORD COUNT: 20.5k (lmfao)

RATING: explicit

A/N: yay this massive fic is finally done!! when i first started this i thought it would be like a 15k oneshot and now it’s a g i a n t. thank you to everyone who read this, left lovely comments and feedback, and cheered me on! not quite sure what i’m going to work on next, but nevertheless I hope to have your support for future projects too. :)

also, shoutout to my wonderful betas @knjkitten and @xoxrinaxox for going over this for me! yall are the greatest 💕

btw the last part of this isn’t betaed because google docs sucks and doesn’t sync reliably most of the time lmao. i’ll work on finding a better solution but in the meantime i hope there aren’t glaring mistakes. 

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taejin + yoongi layouts ★

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handsomest player in your local tennis club

Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell ch.3

Summary: When you were ten, Taehyung adopted you and gave you a home. Now that you’re eighteen, the sudden change in your scent perplexes and confounds him.

Pairing: wolf hybrid!tae x human!reader (all bts members are hybrids)

Warnings: smut | talk of ownership (reader is tae’s pet human) | (eventual) daddy long legs syndrome | angst | ANGST SO FUCKING MUCH ANGST | shit goes down in this chapter | tae bloWS UP at mc | mentions of prostitution (but not explicitly described) | reader is in a real bad situation | maybe don’t read if you’re sensitive

Word count: 10.4k

Rating: Explicit

A/N: I know I said ch3 was going to be the last one, but it got too long and there’s still a whole section left of the story so I thought it was best to post this and then write Chapter 4 as a separate part. Enjoy!

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You Broke Me First | social media au

{jimin x y/n x jungkook au; fakedating!au}

i wanted it to be you

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Warm Hands (Ice Cold Heart) | PJM {M}

for those of you who belong to the upper echelons of society, the holidays are synonymous with parties. lavish and (in your opinion) excessive gatherings — opportunities to show off what you’ve accomplished and acquired over the year. unfortunately for you, tonight’s particular celebration features two special guests: the man you thought you would be with for the rest of your life, and the man you married.

pairing: jimin x reader ft. jungkook genre: angst, fluff, light smut words: 10.7k contains: arranged marriage au, banter!, some steamy petting, and a lil bit more, second lead syndrome (oof), so many emotions a/n: this fic is part of the “Once Upon a Holiday” collab with the wonderful @underthejoon​, @fantasybangtan​, @kpopfanfictrash​​, @lamourche​​, @suga-kookiemonster​​, & @junghelioseok​​! i’ve always wanted to write an arranged marriage au, so i hope you enjoy my take on the trope. shoutout to lovelies @hobi-gif​​ & @propinqxity​​, who supported me when i needed it most 💞

“Smile. We’re supposed to be happy.”

Your husband’s voice is carefully light, a brief exhale as his lips brush the outer shell of your ear. Warmth spreads from where his palm holds the side of your waist, the fabric of your sheath dress an obviously inadequate barrier against him as you climb the elaborate stairs leading into the mansion, into the noise.

“I’m trying,” you snap back, though the attitude you want to give him is a challenge when your mouth is deliberately curved up to look genuine. Every step you take seems to further exasperate the nerves that have been buzzing in your chest and stomach since well before you arrived here for the party. The damn nerves that have been prickling at you ever since you learned a few days ago of a certain name being on the guest list for tonight.

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