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Kilig Preview | Taehyung

kilig (n.): the butterflies you get that are caused by an exciting or romantic experience

→ summary:

Enter Kim Taehyung: Campus heart-throb slash theatre prodigy, always dressed immaculately in his cute little beret. Looking for a script that will “challenge” his abilities.

Enter you: Fumbling (and starving) writer with a romcom manuscript begging to be written, except she’s never had experience with dating. Looking for a (fake) boyfriend to help her get inspired.

{or alternatively: “Hey, are you looking for me? Because I’ve certainly been looking for you.”}

→ genre: theatre club!au, fake dating, fluff, humor, slight angst → warnings: everyone is a little overdramatic (the woes of being a fine arts major i suppose), namjoon and his situationship are mentioned (rip my guy), taehyung can be your angle or yuor devil, oc is a late bloomer when it comes to relationships but dear lord she's TRYING, handholding as a form of CBT, this isn't quite a slow burn but maybe a hasty simmer → words: anticipated 10-15K → a/n: HAPPY BANGTAN REUNION DAY!! so this wip is old as hell (as in bangtan hadn't even started their military service type old) but i got a sudden surge of writing juice because umm MY BABIES ARE BACK TOGETHER!! a momentous occasion must be paired with another equally momentous occasion (i.e., me gaining the energy to write.) the full thing will be posted soon... i hope... BYE!!

part of the “heart full of hugot” series

A week passes by, and you almost forget about your pathetic cry for help. You had tried to continue writing your “romance” story for your creative writing project, but you are halfway through giving up on the genre and reverting to your tried and true method of writing angsty fictional prose instead. That is, until Namjoon frantically runs up to your home in a hurry, banging on your door like that one time when he desperately needed to use your toilet.

You crack your door open to peer up at him suspiciously, his bright and eager smile doing nothing to quell the sudden urge to run and hide under your bed. A smiling and quiet Namjoon is never a good Namjoon; an omen, if anything.

“What do you want?” You growl, eyes narrowed when he ungracefully wedges himself past you and into your cramped dormitory. After you lock your door behind him, you turn to see him standing in the middle of your room with his hand outstretched towards you, offering his phone to you wordlessly.

“You’re weirding me out,” you breathed tiredly, taking his phone and squinting at the screen. It has a blurry picture of the campus board near the mess hall, littered with announcements for university events, tutoring services, and dubious Halloween parties. At the center of the photo is a specific advertisement that looks out of place, but whoever had taken the photo (i.e., Namjoon) clearly didn’t care about photography quality, as the words are hardly decipherable.

“Dude, I can’t read this. It’s an open call for… a script?” You guess, only able to make out the heading of the advertisement. You chuck the phone back at Namjoon, who unsurprisingly isn’t agile enough to catch it.

“Yeah! My boyfriend—” Namjoon stops suddenly, clearing his throat. “Erm, I mean… My friend told me about it. He said he knows a guy who knows a girl who knows a professor who knows a dog—”

“Get on with it already!” You snap, already losing your non-existent patience.

“—well, okay, I was getting there,” Namjoon huffs, squatting down to pick up his fallen phone. He shows you the photo again, as if the worthless smudge of color on his screen would do anything to answer your questions. “My point is that an anonymous theater student just put out an open call for manuscript submissions for any film, TV pilot, or play. Apparently, they want something challenging to help them practice or something.”

“And how does this have something to do with me…?” You scowl, rubbing your temples in annoyance. Namjoon knows you’re already swamped with enough writing projects as it is, so why on earth would you randomly donate one of your drafts to some weirdo theater student?

“Well, you asked to get set up with someone, remember? This is literally the perfect opportunity!” Namjoon claps his hands, his grin oozing with misplaced self-satisfaction. 

…

What the fuck?

When you remain quietly dumbfounded for what feels like ten entire minutes, Namjoon clears his throat to explain. “Oh, c’mon! They asked for some challenging acting practice. Nothing is more mind-numbingly difficult than being your significant other, for sure!”

You feel a blood vessel pop; you hope it’s a vital one. “Once again, I have to ask… How lowly do you think of me?” You growl, your cheeks growing hot from anger, frustration, and murderous intent. 

“Oh, don’t be like that,” Namjoon soothes, patting your head condescendingly before he flops down on your unmade bed. He even has the audacity to start picking at your half-eaten bag of chips, contaminating your sheets with his stray crumbs and the germs from his outside clothes. “Just think about it. It’s a win-win situation, don’t you think? He gets an acting practice partner, and you get a dating practice partner. How can this ever go wrong?”

He says it so matter-of-factly that it almost convinces you to turn off your brain and go along with the idea. If you’re being honest, your desperation for human connection is almost concerning, so you have no idea why you’re acting so opposed to the idea. Maybe you do have some shred of dignity, after all.

“I dunno, Namjoon… Isn’t this kind of incel behavior?” You sigh, dropping your face into your hands in defeat.

Namjoon munches on your chips thoughtfully for a moment. “I mean, yeah, a little bit,” he starts, but he scrambles to clarify his words when your face immediately turns deathly pale. “But! Hey, this anonymous drama kid is probably even worse than you. They’re probably some awkward nerd who plays D&D and MTG on the weekends.”

“Namjoon, we’re both nerds who play D&D and MTG on the weekends,” you mumble, but your rebuttal is ignored in favor of another large mouthful of chips. 

“I’m just saying… It’s worth a shot. At least consider submitting your suggestion? You never know what could happen,” he shrugs. He then crumples the finished bag of junk food into a tight ball, shooting it into your trash can. It misses.

He stands up from your bed in all his lanky glory, dusting off his crumbs onto your carpet before shooting you a lopsided, dimpled grin. “Well, I better be going. I’ll text you the email address for the acting suggestion submission thing. My job here is done.”

You glare at him as he salutes you mockingly, as if he’d just bestowed you with God’s greatest gift (his mind). “What the fuck? Why are you acting as though I’m going to agree to do this?” You call out after him, but your query goes unanswered as he turns to leave and abruptly slams your door in your face. 

As you stew in defiant rage in your crumb-infested dorm room, you swear to delete his text message with the contact details of the anonymous theater kid at your earliest convenience. No way in hell would you give Namjoon the satisfaction of knowing he had “helped” you. You can remain single for the rest of your life, fake boyfriend or not. You would not stoop.

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Kilig Preview | Taehyung

kilig (n.): the butterflies you get that are caused by an exciting or romantic experience

→ summary:

Enter Kim Taehyung: Campus heart-throb slash theatre prodigy, always dressed immaculately in his cute little beret. Looking for a script that will “challenge” his abilities.

Enter you: Fumbling (and starving) writer with a romcom manuscript begging to be written, except she’s never had experience with dating. Looking for a (fake) boyfriend to help her get inspired.

{or alternatively: “Hey, are you looking for me? Because I’ve certainly been looking for you.”}

→ genre: theatre club!au, fake dating, fluff, humor, slight angst → warnings: everyone is a little overdramatic (the woes of being a fine arts major i suppose), namjoon and his situationship are mentioned (rip my guy), taehyung can be your angle or yuor devil, oc is a late bloomer when it comes to relationships but dear lord she's TRYING, handholding as a form of CBT, this isn't quite a slow burn but maybe a hasty simmer → words: anticipated 10-15K → a/n: HAPPY BANGTAN REUNION DAY!! so this wip is old as hell (as in bangtan hadn't even started their military service type old) but i got a sudden surge of writing juice because umm MY BABIES ARE BACK TOGETHER!! a momentous occasion must be paired with another equally momentous occasion (i.e., me gaining the energy to write.) the full thing will be posted soon... i hope... BYE!!

part of the “heart full of hugot” series

A week passes by, and you almost forget about your pathetic cry for help. You had tried to continue writing your “romance” story for your creative writing project, but you are halfway through giving up on the genre and reverting to your tried and true method of writing angsty fictional prose instead. That is, until Namjoon frantically runs up to your home in a hurry, banging on your door like that one time when he desperately needed to use your toilet.

You crack your door open to peer up at him suspiciously, his bright and eager smile doing nothing to quell the sudden urge to run and hide under your bed. A smiling and quiet Namjoon is never a good Namjoon; an omen, if anything.

“What do you want?” You growl, eyes narrowed when he ungracefully wedges himself past you and into your cramped dormitory. After you lock your door behind him, you turn to see him standing in the middle of your room with his hand outstretched towards you, offering his phone to you wordlessly.

“You’re weirding me out,” you breathed tiredly, taking his phone and squinting at the screen. It has a blurry picture of the campus board near the mess hall, littered with announcements for university events, tutoring services, and dubious Halloween parties. At the center of the photo is a specific advertisement that looks out of place, but whoever had taken the photo (i.e., Namjoon) clearly didn’t care about photography quality, as the words are hardly decipherable.

“Dude, I can’t read this. It’s an open call for… a script?” You guess, only able to make out the heading of the advertisement. You chuck the phone back at Namjoon, who unsurprisingly isn’t agile enough to catch it.

“Yeah! My boyfriend—” Namjoon stops suddenly, clearing his throat. “Erm, I mean… My friend told me about it. He said he knows a guy who knows a girl who knows a professor who knows a dog—”

“Get on with it already!” You snap, already losing your non-existent patience.

“—well, okay, I was getting there,” Namjoon huffs, squatting down to pick up his fallen phone. He shows you the photo again, as if the worthless smudge of color on his screen would do anything to answer your questions. “My point is that an anonymous theater student just put out an open call for manuscript submissions for any film, TV pilot, or play. Apparently, they want something challenging to help them practice or something.”

“And how does this have something to do with me…?” You scowl, rubbing your temples in annoyance. Namjoon knows you’re already swamped with enough writing projects as it is, so why on earth would you randomly donate one of your drafts to some weirdo theater student?

“Well, you asked to get set up with someone, remember? This is literally the perfect opportunity!” Namjoon claps his hands, his grin oozing with misplaced self-satisfaction. 

…

What the fuck?

When you remain quietly dumbfounded for what feels like ten entire minutes, Namjoon clears his throat to explain. “Oh, c’mon! They asked for some challenging acting practice. Nothing is more mind-numbingly difficult than being your significant other, for sure!”

You feel a blood vessel pop; you hope it’s a vital one. “Once again, I have to ask… How lowly do you think of me?” You growl, your cheeks growing hot from anger, frustration, and murderous intent. 

“Oh, don’t be like that,” Namjoon soothes, patting your head condescendingly before he flops down on your unmade bed. He even has the audacity to start picking at your half-eaten bag of chips, contaminating your sheets with his stray crumbs and the germs from his outside clothes. “Just think about it. It’s a win-win situation, don’t you think? He gets an acting practice partner, and you get a dating practice partner. How can this ever go wrong?”

He says it so matter-of-factly that it almost convinces you to turn off your brain and go along with the idea. If you’re being honest, your desperation for human connection is almost concerning, so you have no idea why you’re acting so opposed to the idea. Maybe you do have some shred of dignity, after all.

“I dunno, Namjoon… Isn’t this kind of incel behavior?” You sigh, dropping your face into your hands in defeat.

Namjoon munches on your chips thoughtfully for a moment. “I mean, yeah, a little bit,” he starts, but he scrambles to clarify his words when your face immediately turns deathly pale. “But! Hey, this anonymous drama kid is probably even worse than you. They’re probably some awkward nerd who plays D&D and MTG on the weekends.”

“Namjoon, we’re both nerds who play D&D and MTG on the weekends,” you mumble, but your rebuttal is ignored in favor of another large mouthful of chips. 

“I’m just saying… It’s worth a shot. At least consider submitting your suggestion? You never know what could happen,” he shrugs. He then crumples the finished bag of junk food into a tight ball, shooting it into your trash can. It misses.

He stands up from your bed in all his lanky glory, dusting off his crumbs onto your carpet before shooting you a lopsided, dimpled grin. “Well, I better be going. I’ll text you the email address for the acting suggestion submission thing. My job here is done.”

You glare at him as he salutes you mockingly, as if he’d just bestowed you with God’s greatest gift (his mind). “What the fuck? Why are you acting as though I’m going to agree to do this?” You call out after him, but your query goes unanswered as he turns to leave and abruptly slams your door in your face. 

As you stew in defiant rage in your crumb-infested dorm room, you swear to delete his text message with the contact details of the anonymous theater kid at your earliest convenience. No way in hell would you give Namjoon the satisfaction of knowing he had “helped” you. You can remain single for the rest of your life, fake boyfriend or not. You would not stoop.

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THAT IS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

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FINALLYYYY!!! IM CRYING WE MADE IT

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on god (looks at the date of this post) I’VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS DAMN WIP FOR A YEAR NOW??? FAWK MY STUPID CHUNGUS LIFE

isn’t it funny that i only start writing again when i’m catastrophically depressed? like why can’t i develop a less mentally exhausting coping mechanism… why couldn’t i have become a tiktok influencer instead…

anyway this is just to say that this fic (theater student!tae x writer!reader) is COMING SOONER THAN YOU THINK (and by soon i mean like uhhh a month? maybe?) it has like 8 more scenes to go and i aim to do 2 a week SOOO

hi hello good evening (morning, afternoon, day) to all ye citizens of yap nation (population: me)

it’s been a while and just wanted to write a little update here in case anyone cares (i say, as my voices rings out in this echo chamber)

i’m currently writing my next fic for my “heart full of hugot” series (it’s the taehyung-centered one titled “kilig” btw) and i’m really enjoying the process so far!! a small sneak peek, but i like to think i wrote namjoon canon compliantly in this one…

idk when this will come out because i’m slow as hell, but i’ll post a teaser for it once i’ve written a sizeable amount :D i’m at 2k words so far… and not even at the meat of the story… oh god i hope it’s not as long as harana but we shall see… PRAY FOR MY TINY BRAIN!!!

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ZEE omg, I HATE BEING AN ADULT!!!! GOSH ZEE i miss being a teen reading your fics, i miss COLLEGE ZEE THAT CANNOT BE RIGHT I KNOW I HATED IT AND YET HERE I AM YEARNING FOR A TIME PAST!!!! THAT WASNT EVEN THAT GOOD!!!!! WHY DO I!!!! I WAS IN THE DEPTHS OF DEPRESSION BUT IM NOT DOING THAT MUCH BETTER NOW AND GIRL I WAS YOUNG BACK THEN!!!! I MISS YOUTH!!!! I MISS BTS!!! I MISS YOUU!!!!!!!

WOAH HI!!!! thats a lot of capslock 🦭

i also hate being an adult oh my goodness but also its quite freeing because here am i using my adult money to pay for micro transactions on pokemon tcg pocket when 10 yr old me would have gotten her ass beat if i so much as mention wanting to buy something online 🙂‍↕️

my feelings on college are MEHHH because on one hand yes there’s some nostalgia there but then i recall the sleepless nights and depressive spells and i think… hmm… perhaps i am looking at it through rose-tinted glasses (tho i will sorely miss summer vacations because GOD i need a #break)

i think i just miss being young and optimistic and curious… now my life is just bills. rent. eating enough fiber. holding onto fraying friendships. waiting for yoongi to come back.

ANYWAYS I HOPE ADULTHOOD TREATS YOU KINDER MY DEAR ANON!!!! PLEASE HOLD ON!!!! LOOK TO THE SKIES AND THINK TO YOURSELF “THERE IS SO MUCH MEDIA I HAVE YET TO CONSUME” AND IT WILL HELP YOU PUSH FORWARD!!!! (naruto voice) BELIEVE IT!!!

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I miss you always.. I love you forever. Please come home soon. Happy Birthday Precious! I hope today today and every day you are happy!

{cr. namuspromised, 0613data}

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hiiii happy new year it’s 2025 and i’m still here (no ragrets) and i just wanted to stand in my echo chamber (this blog) for a few moments if anyone was wondering what’s been going on in my life (in no particular order)

it’s the year of robofucking so i MUST complete a singular robo fic… mark my woof… maybe even TWO fics… classic robokook and maybe even the debut of roboyoongi…

i think i’m going thru a quarter life crisis like ive installed and deleted hinge thrice in a row because i cannot talk to women. guys i have no rizz. this is diabolical. how do you people do this. help me.

speaking of quarter life crisis does anyone feel like you’re in a race against your peers but you have rock lee weights on and no one bothers to look behind to see if you’ve fallen off the track or is that just me

i need a new hyperfixation... how do people cope with liking media a normal amount. if im not unhealthily obsessed with something then whats the POINT?? but i can’t go back to gacha games guys i have a mouth to feed (just mine)

gfriend comeback. women lovers, we’ve won.

idk this is just word vomit sorry its 9am and i got wasted last night and for some reason i always wake up early after heavy drinking… does anyone else get post-drinking anxiety or am i just a shivering sopping wet cat with issues… anyway hny once again and see you AROUND!!!

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tagged by @joonary ages ago but i kept forgetting to do this because im perpetually in a state of doom (like the video game) and misery (like the dragons of imagination)

tagging anyone who sees this idk i dont use this site anymore except to search up fanart of sam from sdv ok byeeee :D (also if you saw me post this on the wrong blog no u didnt)

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hiii I was lowkey going back to reread some of ur smaus and saw u were active. I love ur storytelling style sm lmao I keep reread locked out of heaven even tho it would prob never be finished. Ur the first person I followed when I made my tumblr like 4-5 years ago 🙌 I’m glad to see ur doing well and I’ll def check out ur recs 👀

ON GOD LOCKED OUT OF HEAVEN MENTION IN MY 2024???? MORE LIKELY THAN U THINK LMAO

anyways hi hello hey thanks for stopping by! yes ur right that smau is likely never getting finished HEJAJDWJ im barely hanging on as it is and writing a story i started when i was like… 19… is not on my ttd unfortunately… im glad u enjoyed it enough to care about it even if its been years since ive updated 🥲 i am truly sorry for abandoning it but it do be like that sometimes

i hope ur doing well too!! im on here like once or twice a month lol mostly to scroll thru shitposts that have that tumblr-esque stench that i know and love… im always here to just talk if anyone wants to just yell into the void (ie my blog) lol and if ANYONE WANNA REC SOME FICS… I AM HERE TO LISTEN 🦭

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Wait do you have any bts fic recs? I haven’t read a fanfic in like 6 years

i'm gonna be honest i haven't read many bts fics in a hot minute either lmao but that post i made yesterday was about @solecize's fic called the farmhouse (which i also reblogged on my fic rec blog @milkysvga in case you wanted to browse the stuff ive read over the years :D)

it's a stardew valley au ft jungkook and it is so SO flipping good like i was amazed by how immersive and well-written it was :') it made me reopen stardew the moment i finished reading lmao i sincerely recommend it to anyone looking for a feel good fic :D

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heyy I read like all your fics in 2020 and had such a blast and your smaus had lasting impacts on me, my humor, the way I speak, etc. And I am still a die hard army but I don't read bts fanfic much anymore (long story short I went back to writing merlin fanfiction like I did in 2014). Anyways, I reread a few of your fics and showed one of my friends and we had so much fun! I think tddup deserves an oscar or a pulitzer prize or whatever because it's so good. I'm so glad to see you're still active because you're one of my favorite and most memorable fic writers in the 10 years and 5 fandoms I've read and written fic for! <3

THIS IS SO SWEET WHAT THE HECK!! omg im happy you enjoyed my old fics/smaus enough to reread them with your friend like this made my day :') especially tddup, which was honestly such a blast to write like i remember so clearly how awesome it was to post updates all those years ago... i havent read it in a bit so idk if the jokes still land in 2024, but if at least one person enjoys it, then that's good enough for me lmao

thank you for stopping by!! i also don't read as many bts fics these days but knowing that you thought to reread my works is such an awesome feeling :D it makes me wanna write even more... i'm admittedly not as active as i used to be, but i do visit my blog from time to time!! it's people like you that make it all worthwhile <3 thank you for your high praise and i hope you have a wonderful day ;w;

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jack of no trades. master of fuck all

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just realized i have a terrible illness where i’ll read any bangtan fic and if yoongi makes an appearance, even if hes just a side character, i will still unknowingly want him to be end game 🤕

pictured: me upset because i keep playing myself