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January - First Kiss

Pairing: Olivia Benson x Rafael Barba

Warnings: Friendship

Words: 1500

Summary: This is an alternate ending to the episode "The Undiscovered Country."

The opening dialogue is paraphrased from the episode.

In a Discord group I belong to, there was a post for a "Year of the OTP" challenge for 2023.

Disclaimer: This is fanfic work; no money is being made from this story. All recognizable characters belong to their respective creative authors, studios or producers.

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Olivia walks up to Rafael across the street from the courthouse, “I’m so sorry.”

Rafael looks at her perplexed, “why, what did you do?”

“I called you about the case. I brought you into this.”

Rafael turns and looks at the courthouse, “ You know, when we first started working together, what was it five years ago?”

Olivia chuckles a little bit, “try six years.”

Rafael inhales deeply and lets his breath out slowly. “The world was an old movie. It was all black and white. And it was high noon. I was Gary Cooper.”

A smile breaks out on Olivia’s face at his words.

“I was absolutely sure, absolutely… on who were the good guys… who were the bad guys. And then you… you came into my life. You started to weasel your way into my world, and the black and white became different shades of gray. Don’t say it.” Rafael pauses and looks at Olivia sheepishly. “Before I knew it, there were blues and greens and yellows and reds. I’m you now, Liv. You opened my heart. And I thank you for it.”

“And?” Olivia asks cautiously, unsure what he is trying to tell her.

“I’ve got to move on.” He tells her.

A small sob escapes Olivia, her lips tremble, and tears form in the corner of her eyes.

Rafael leans into Olivia he places a kiss on her lips. When he tries to pull back, Olivia wraps her arms over his shoulders and kisses him back. Several minutes later, they pull apart, and he rests his forehead against hers, both of their breaths coming in fast and unsteady. 

“Don’t leave Rafa,” Olivia quietly begs.

“Liv…” Rafael starts.

“Rafa, I understand you cannot stay at the DA’s office. But please don’t leave Noah and me. We need you.”

Rafael hugs her, unsure of how to respond to her statement. Olivia looks him in the eye and notes his uncertainty. “Come home with me. Noah will be happy to see you, and after he’s gone to bed, we can talk.”

“I can do that.”

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The sounds of laughter greet them as Olivia opens the door to her apartment. Noah is curled in a ball on the couch, and Lucy, his nanny, is tickling him. Rafael gently closes the apartment door behind him to avoid disturbing the scene. As he stands behind Olivia, she leans into him. 

Suddenly Noah looks up and lets out a yell. He scrambles off the couch and runs toward them. Olivia steps out of the way as Noah’s body collides with Rafaels. “Uncle Rafa, you’re here! It’s been forever! I’ve missed you so much! Are you staying for dinner?” Noah fires the questions off in quick succession. 

Rafael can’t help the laugh that escapes him, “Breathe, mijo, and I will answer your questions.” 

“How about before you interrogate Rafa, you let him come into the apartment, let him take off his coat, and get comfortable. and while he is doing that, you clean up your stuff.” Olivia suggests.

Noah sighs but turns to follow her request. 

“Hi, Liv,” Lucy states as she finishes shrugging on her jacket, “he hasn't had dinner, he wanted to wait for you. He finished all of his homework, and I’ve checked it all.”

“Do you want to join us for dinner?” Olivia asks Lucy.

“Not tonight; there’s a study group at the library tonight that I want to go to,” Lucy states as she shoulders her backpack. Lucy then heads out, waving a quick goodbye to Noah.

Rafael sits on the couch, relaxing as he settles into the seat; soon enough, Noah joins him. He is surprised when Noah leans against his side, snuggling in. So that both can be comfortable, he raises his arm, allowing Noah to slide in closer. “So, to answer your earlier comments. It has been a while, and I’m sorry for that….”

“Mom said that it was adult things,” Noah grumbled.

“She’s right, but I will talk to you about that eventually.” Rafael decided that he would need to talk to Olivia about how to approach this. “I’ve missed you as well, mijo.” He states, giving his arm a gentle squeeze. “Yes, I’ll be staying for dinner… Now it’s your turn. How are you? How’s school? And how do you like ballet?”

“I’m good, uncle Rafa, even better now that you’re here. School is ok. I really like the art class; we’re using clay now. It’s kinda messy but lots o fun. Mom told you I’m taking ballet classes? And you don't think that's weird?” Noah asked hesitantly.

“She did…Of course not. As long as you are enjoying the class and having fun, that is all that matters….” Rafael pauses for a moment, “has someone said something?

“There is this kid Mark in my class, and he’s been calling me names and making fun of me. He says ballet is for girls.” Noah tells him. 

Rafael turns in his seat a little to look Noah in the eye. Ballet is not just for girls. Anyone who thinks that is ignorant. As for the bullying, and yes, name calling and making fun of you, is that. Have you told a teacher, Lucy, or your mom?”

“No…I don’t want to make it worse.” Noah mumbled quietly, looking away from Rafael.

“Noah…Mijo.” Rafael states, pausing until Noah looks at him. You have done nothing wrong. Asking for help is not a sign of weakness. Just like, liking and taking dance doesn't make you weak. So I really think you should tell your mom. Ok?”

“Ok, uncle Rafa I’ll tell mom.” Noah acquiesces and hugs Rafael tightly around the waist. 

“Everything alright in here?” Olivia asks as she enters the room, “I’ve order pizza for dinner.”

“All good,” Rafael answered. 

Olivia then turned to Noah, “go take a shower and put on your pj’s. Pizza will be here by then.”

“But mom…” Noah started to argue.

“Noah, please do as your mom asked. I will still be here when you are finished.” Rafael interrupted, wanting to prevent an argument. 

“Fine,” Noah sighed, getting up from the couch and trudging to his bedroom. Olivia ruffles his hair as he passes, suppressing a chuckle.

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Later that evening, as Olivia is tucking Noah into his bed, he grabs her hand. She pauses what she is doing, “is everything, ok sweet boy.”

Noah lets go of her hand, snatches Eddie, the elephant, and hugs him tightly.

“Noah, you can tell me anything. I love you, sweet boy.” She says, trying to reassure him.

“I know, uncle Rafa…” he stopped, not wanting to get the man in trouble.

“Did uncle Rafa tell you to talk to me?” Olivia asked gently. At Noah’s corresponding nod, she squeezed his hand. “Neither one of you is in trouble. I’m glad you felt comfortable talking to uncle Rafa about what is bothering you. And when you are ready to tell me I’m here, just remember, no matter what, I will always love you, my sweet boy.”

Noah thought about her words for a few minutes before he began to speak in a low, muffled voice, Eddie still partially obstructing his face. “There is this boy Mark in my class. He’s been calling me names and making fun of me for taking ballet classes.”

Olivia takes a calming breath to quieten her inner mama bear, “honey Mark is wrong; there is absolutely nothing wrong with you taking ballet classes….”

“That’s what uncle Rafa said!” Noah exclaims.

“And uncle Rafa is right. As long as you are having fun and it makes you happy, that is all that matters. Do you want me to speak with Mark’s parents about this?” She asks Noah how he would like to proceed before he steps in.”

“Can you, mama?” Noah asks.

“I will speak with your teacher tomorrow and contact Mark's parents.”

“Thank you, mama,” Noah says as he sits up and hugs her. 

Once he’s settled back in the bed, Olivia hugs him back as she readjusts his blankets, tucking him back in and placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. “Love you, sweet boy.”

“Love you, mama,” he mumbles as his eyes droop shut. 

Olivia rises from his bed and walks across the room, flipping the switch to turn off the bedside lamp. She leaves the door slightly ajar and returns to the living room. 

There she notes that Rafael cleaned up the remnants from dinner while she was gone. He is sitting on the couch with the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled past the elbow as he scrolls through her Netflix account for something to watch. An open bottle of red wine and two poured glasses are on the table. She joins him on the couch, snuggling into him and pulling the throw blanket from the back of the couch, wrapping it around them both. “Thank you for loving us, Rafa.”

Rafael pulls her close and kisses the top of her head, “te amo mi amor.”

[tea-and-cardigans]

OTP Questions All Fills for 1500 Followers.

Here are all the fills from the OTP questions submitted to celebrate 1500 followers. These are always a heap of fun to write as well as a challenge, but I do hope that you guys also enjoy sharing in my crazy headcanons for this pairing.

Thank you to everyone who has commented, liked, reblogged, requested and read these little ficlets/drabbles. You guys are all so amazing and it is such an honour to be part of this wonderful, supportive, embracing community.

Bughead kisses to you all.

Stories are under the cut.

Who likes to eat spicy food?

She pushed the container towards him, and his eyes met hers with disapproval.

“Betts I am not about to damage my most delicate and precious tastebuds with your crazy food.” It was their first night in their apartment and Betty had managed to convince him to get Indian food as their first meal to share in their new home.

“It’s not that bad.” She placed another forkful in her mouth and delighted in the way the taste danced along her tastebuds, as if it was lighting them up. She took a sip of her Lassi to quell the heat before taking another bite. Jughead watched her in awe. He couldn’t even smell her food without it burning the inside of his nostrils prompting him to cough and choke to remove the sensation. As if something foreign was trying to invade his body and his body was defending itself against it.

Betty on the other hand loved her spicy food, the hotter the better. He could remember a few times when he had gone to steal food from her plate only to be met with an intense heat that seemed to burn across his taste buds, leaving them screaming in pain while he gulped down water to try and ease the pain, while Betty giggled at him, telling him that that was what he got for stealing others food.

“I don’t know how you can do it.” He watched her as she ate, a slight blush to her cheeks in reaction to the food.

“Guess when it comes to spicy cuisine I have a stronger stomach than you.” She smiled proudly.

“And that,” He wrapped his arm around her pressing a kiss to her blushed cheek “Is why you are my girl.”

Who is the one who kills the bugs?

“Daddy!” He came rushing into the room at the sound of his daughter’s high pitched scream. She was in her bed, her covers pulled high under her chin. Her eyes fixated on the creature at the opposite side of her room. He followed the direction of her gaze to the fluttering insect that was seemingly trying to get inside her desk lamp. “It’s a monster Daddy.” She told him, pulling the covers tighter around her. He smiled to himself at his daughter’s imagination and wondered if he was the same when he was smaller.

He sat on the edge of her bed, her eyes glancing to him for a second as the bed moved under his weight before carefully tracking the moth once again. He put his hand on her leg, an attempt to comfort her and she dropped the cover slightly.

“It’s a moth, Emily.” She eyed him warily, pausing and thinking over the word.

“What’s a moth? Is it a monster? Do they bite?” She was so full of questions at this age. It kept him and Betty on their toes trying to answer what at times seemed like impossible questions that came from her inquisitive mind. He moved up the bed to pull her into a cuddle.

“They don’t bite and I guess they are kind of like a butterfly, that only comes out at night.” Her eyes met his as if searching for whether he was being untrue to her and he gave her a slight nod.

“I like butterflies.”

“I know you do.” He got up from the bed and approached the moth that was still fluttering wildly at the brightest light source in the room. “How about we let this guy go outside? It’s too small for him in here.” Emily nodded eagerly as she climbed out of her bed. She moved over to the window, as Jughead moved his hands gently over the insect to catch it in his hands. He moved slowly over to window, which was now open, the cool air filtering through. Emily watched him carefully. Her eyes glued to his clasped hands and what was inside them. “Get ready to close the window when I let him go okay? We don’t want him getting stuck again do we?” Emily nodded her eyes never leaving his hands, but her hand rested on the window. Jughead placed his hands outside the window and let go. He pulled back as Emily closed the window and they both watched as the moth flew back and landed on the window for a while. Emily examined it’s every movement, placing her finger up against the glass and moving it away suddenly when the insect took flight to find another source of light.

He looked down at Emily who gave him a bright smile in return. “Can you tuck me in again?”

“Sure.” She hopped into her bed and he brought the covers up snuggled under her chin as she clasped the worn soft toy rabbit against her chest, a gift from FP, as he pressed a kiss against her forehead. “Good night Emily. Sleep tight.”

“And don’t let the bed bugs bite.” She finished their night time goodbye, before snuggling further down into the warmth of her bed as Jughead turned the lamp off and left the room, glancing back to watch her in her bed before making his way back down to the lounge.

Betty was still collapsed on the couch feeding Hannah as Jughead sat down next to her. Still feeling lucky every day to have the family he did, the family he had always wanted.

Who is the one who gets the other to try new things?

Jughead Jones liked routine, it was sometimes the only thing that kept him sane. He enjoyed going to Pop’s and having the same order. Cheeseburger and a black coffee, maybe a strawberry milkshake if it was a particularly bad day. It was familiar and comforting.

Betty craved new experiences, too much familiarity grew into boredom. She had been trying to persuade Jughead to branch out a little.

“What’s this?” He eyed the plate in front of him suspiciously as it was placed down by the waitress. Betty had suggested that they go out somewhere different for dinner and he had reluctantly agreed all the while thinking about his cheeseburger and fries, which were across town at Pop’s.

“It’s sushi.” Betty smiled encouragingly as she picked up her own chopsticks and took a piece from the plate in front of them. Jughead looked at the chopsticks in front of him and was not sure where to begin.  He knew what sushi was he wasn’t a neanderthal but a kid living on the Southside with an alcoholic father did not eat sushi, or use chopsticks for that matter.

“I know that Betts, but what’s in it.”

“Just some salmon, tuna, chicken,” she explained as she pointed to various pieces on the plate in front of her. “Try some, you’ll like it.” He took the chopsticks in his hand and tried to copy her motions the utensil awkward in his hand as he attempted to pick up a piece of what she had told him was chicken. He dropped the piece back onto the plate and huffed as he tried to grasp the chopsticks correctly. He felt her fingers move over his as she leant over from her seat in the booth next to him. “Here.” He placed his thumb and finger where they needed to be and got him to make a pinching motion so that he could click the tips together. She removed her fingers and he went again to pick up the piece again quickly putting it in his mouth before he lost it again.

He chewed the piece of sushi in his mouth as she watched him expectantly for his reaction. He finished chewing and swallowed.

“Hmm.” He set the chopsticks back down on the table as he leant back against the booth deliberating on the new taste.

“Well.” She pressed further.

“It’s okay,” he relented.

“You like it don’t you,” she teased a triumphant smile on her face.

“I mean it’s not one of Pop’s burgers but it’s still good.” He mumbled as he reluctantly admitted to himself that it was in fact very good. But the familiarity of Pop’s was still calling him.

“See I told you. Now try the salmon.” She picked up a piece with her own chopsticks and held it over to him.

“Let’s not push it Betts. Leave the raw fish until next time.” She shrugged her shoulders popping the piece into her own mouth as he returned to the plate. She continued to challenge him over the years getting him to try new things and he never regretted a single one.

Who likes PDA more?

The need to touch her has consumed him. Before Betty he would never have subscribed to the concept of PDAs. His life was private and he would have expected that his romantic life would have been even more so. But he can’t help it. Maybe it’s that small part of him that is worried about losing her to someone who deserves him more than him. He needs to show the world, this town that she is his.

He presses his body up against hers as she lets out a little squeak surprised by his forcefulness and willingness to make out with her against her locker in between periods when the entire student population is milling around them. Not that she is complaining as Jughead’s tongue sweeps across her bottom lip and she groans against his mouth as his tongue explores her mouth.

“Ahem.” The two teenagers break apart at the sound to see Kevin and Veronica staring at them. Jughead’s arm is still wrapped around Betty not wanting to break contact with her. “I need to get to my locker.” Kevin explains as they both move aside giving him room. Betty can feel Jughead’s hand moving away from her arm, down her lower back before his hand is inside her rear pocket and she tries to hide her blush as he squeezes slightly.

“You might want to put a hold on the PDA’s Jughead.” Veronica says as her eyes look behind the couple. “Mama Cooper is making her way down the hall.” Jughead’s hand moves away from Betty as if he has been electrified putting distance between them as Betty stifles a laugh, sharing a look with Veronica. There seemed to be only one thing in Riverdale that could dissuade Jughead from kissing Betty in public and that was the possible wrath of Mrs C.

Who would go and do something stupid for $20.00?

The three of them stood outside Thornhill Manor, the creepy old house on the hill where the Blossoms lived. There were so many stories about that house and the ghosts that haunted the halls and the gardens that it was hard to know where they had originally come from, and if any of them were actually true. They looked beyond the gate at the tall house, dark and mysterious. If there was ever a haunted house in a horror movie it would look exactly like this.

“I dare you 20 bucks to ring the doorbell Jughead.” Archie Andrews piped up breaking the silence. Jughead looked at him as if he had lost his mind.

“No way.” He shook his head and started to move away from the gate. Not wanting to participate in one of Archie’s stupid ideas.

“Are you chicken?” Archie taunted.

“No.” Jughead spun around to face him. “Why don’t you do it?”

“I asked you first.” Archie retorted his 12 year old self unable to come up with a better retort.

“I’ll do it.” Betty said, as both boys spun around to face her, their mouths slightly ajar. She hated the way sometimes they didn’t include her in their stupid bets just cause she was a girl. Anything they could do, she could.

“You wouldn’t do it.” Archie said over his shoulder, which caused Betty to put her hands on her hips and stalk up to him, leaving millimetres between their noses.

“Pay up and find out.” Archie sighed and pulled out the note, she went to grab it and he pulled it back.

“You have to do it first.” His face was smug as he indicated to the manor. Betty just moved towards the gate and tightened her ponytail, before pushing the gate open. She flinched a little as it creaked at the movement before she continued her path to the front door.

She gulped as her gaze drifted to the graveyard at the other side of the property, the large barn just beyond it, her imagination drifting to what they could keep in there. Would they put her in there if they caught her? She made the steps up to the front door her finger outstretched, taking a deep breath before she made contact with the button.

“DUNG DUNG” A loud, thunderous sound filled the home and Betty stood there shocked for a moment before she could then hear movement inside and she turned and ran for the gate, where her two friends were still staring at her dumbstruck.

“Run.” She shouted at them as she got closer, Archie started moving at the sound of her voice his athleticism helping him as he was soon a fair distance down the road. She grabbed Jughead by his shirt as she past him urging him to move with her as she could hear a voice shouting behind her, something about those damn kids. But the adrenaline kept her legs pumping fast underneath her as she and Jughead caught up to Archie closer to their homes. They were all bent over trying to re-catch their breaths as well as holding in the nervous laughter produced by the adrenaline running through them.

“Pay up Archie.” She managed to get out through her uneven breaths and he slapped the note into her hand.

“Well deserved Betty, that was awesome.” Archie grinned at her and Jughead noticed the blush that spread across her cheeks as he did so. “So what are you going to spend the money on.”

“Well I was thinking some Pop’s milkshakes for all of us.” She put her arms over both of her friends shoulders as they laughed and made their way to have a victory milkshake at Pop’s.

Who is the one who lies awake at night if they don’t have the other’s arms around them?

He is missing her like crazy. He scolds himself every night when he looks over at the empty space next to him and wonders if she finds it hard to sleep without him too. He reminds himself that he is the one that encouraged her to go. An internship with the New Yorker was not something you just turned down. He wouldn’t let her turn down an opportunity like that for him. That and Alice Cooper would have killed him if she found out Betty had turned down that promising career opportunity for him. And despite himself he had found himself growing to like Alice Cooper and seeking her approval, but he still had a health amount of respect for her as well as fear.

He took out his phone and scrolled through their texts, imagined it was her voice reading them out to him. When that wasn’t enough he scrolled through his photos lingering on each one his fingertip running over the image of her hair imagining how it felt to run his fingers through it. How she would snuggle up to him through the night wrapping her smaller arms around his torso making him feel loved and safe. He tried to imagine them now the weight of them across his bare skin, her soft breaths on the back of his neck but his imagination was a poor imitation compared to the real thing and it brought him no relief only made him crave her more. He jolted when her face flashed up again on his screen, above the words ‘call incoming’ as he swiped across the screen to answer.

“Juggie.” Her voice was quiet on the other end. “I’m sorry if I woke you.”

“You didn’t.” He answers quickly, a sigh of relief at the sound of her voice.

“I couldn’t sleep and I just needed to hear your voice.” He settled his head on the pillow placing the phone next to his ear.

“Me too.”

Who would be the one to cry at their wedding?

He had always thought Betty was beautiful. Ever since that first day in kindergarten when she had told off Reggie for picking on him. Her blond pigtails glistening in the sun, her cheeks red and rosy. But he was going through the girls have cooties phase and would never had admitted to anyone. He continued to admire her as they grew up. The three musketeers, him, her and Archie. That was when he began to realise that she thought Archie was handsome. That she wanted Archie to be her boyfriend and not him.

That year when Jason Blossom was murdered changed everything. Now she wasn’t only beautiful in his eyes. She was smart, determined and loyal. She was everything that he wanted and she was worth the risk of the chance that she might not see him as he saw her just to feel her lips against his own. When she had returned his kiss he knew then that he was lost to her. She had stolen his heart and he didn’t mind one bit.

And now, as she walked down the long aisle, her arm linked with his very soon to be father-in-law he was struck again by just how beautiful she was and how he was so glad he had taken that leap of faith to kiss her.

He felt her reach up when she arrived at the altar, to wipe away the tear sliding down his cheek with her thumb while she cupped his face in her hand. He had never been so happy.

Who buys all the parenting books?

“I think we have enough Betts.” His arms were already feeling the weight of the books that Betty had piled high. He was behind his heavily pregnant wife as she moved around the bookshop.

“Just one more.” She called out as she scanned the shelves in front of her searching for something in particular. She was 8 months pregnant and the reality that she would soon be responsible for another living person had hit her hard. She spent nights on the internet researching everything she could. He hadn’t been surprised Betty has always been an overachiever it made sense that this wouldn’t be any different. But he was starting to worry about how much pressure she was putting on herself and he could already start to see the warning signs. Her search became more frantic and he could hear her start to mutter under her breath, her breathing becoming more laboured. He put down the pile of books onto a chair and walked over to her. Her hands were already clasped into fists as he reached over to take them in his hands.

He turned her to face him. “Betts.” His voice was soft and soothing. Her eyes met his and he could see the panic in them. He pulled her into him, his arms wrapping around her, feeling her bump against his body. She leant her head onto his shoulder as his hand brushed over her hair, feeling her breathing become more even. “You are going to be the best mom this little girl could ever hope for.” He heard her sniff into his shoulder as she buried her face deeper. “And no amount of reading or parenting books is going to change that.” He felt a slight nod and he moved to press his hand against her belly, feeling the slight kicks against his hand.

“I think she is saying she wants a strawberry milkshake from Pop’s.”

“Is she?” he asked, happy to see the smile reaching his wife’s eyes again. Betty nodded. “Well who am I to say no to my two favourite girls.” He linked his arm with hers as they left the bookshop, the pile of books left forgotten on the chair.

Who would cheer on the other in an act of stupidity?“

“You are one supportive girlfriend, Betty.” Kevin commented from beside her as they stood facing the stage where a long table was across the front with 10 people seated at it. They were stood in front of the seat of one Jughead Jones who gave them an enthusiastic wave from his place, in a gesture that was very uncharacteristic for the usually broody teen.

“Well you know I guess this is kind of a passion for him. And I want to support him in that.”

“Even if it is a food eating contest.” Kevin quipped.

Betty crossed her arms in front of her, “Yes, even if it is a food eating contest.” It was the Riverdale annual fair and after the murder of Jason Blossom, the shooting of Fred Andrews and the very near mutual destruction of both sides of town, some frivolity and fun was something the small town was in dire need of. She waved to Archie and Veronica who were making their way through the crowd. Their hands were clasped together as Archie led Veronica through the other onlookers to stand next to Betty and Kevin. Jughead gave another wave to his newly arrived supporters as the food was brought out onto the table in front of the participants. The announcer went through the competition rules while Jughead eyed eagerly the pile of burgers in front of him. Betty knew he must of been using all possible restraint to keep himself and his hands away from the temptation. The announcer began to count down as the competitors braced themselves.

“4, 3, 2, 1.” A horn sounded and the 10 ravenous men and women lined along the table started to eat their food. Before Betty could stop herself she was cheering him on, her voice soaring above the crowd as he briefly looked up at her, giving her a quick thumbs up before he continued. She elbowed Kevin, encouraging him to cheer with her and soon they were all screaming Jughead’s name.

Jughead was laying down in the back of Fred Andrew’s truck, clutching his belly. The small trophy next to him signifying his victory. Betty ran her fingers over his forehead as he groaned.

“Was it worth it?” she asked as she took the trophy in her hand before turning back towards her very ill looking boyfriend.

“Absolutely.”

Who would get the tattoo of their lover’s name?”

“Okay now before you say anything just remember I was drunk and this is all Archie’s fault.” Betty offered him a smile as he groaned and lifted off his shirt. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the word on his left pectoral. ‘Betts’ in cursive. He watched her carefully awaiting a response. “Look I know it’s not me. I can probably get it removed.” He started to babble before she took a step towards him, her fingers reaching out to trace the curve of the ‘B’ and his breath stilled.

He had come in worse for wear that morning.  Archie, his best man had promised a crazy bachelor party, despite Jughead’s very vocal protests and had delivered in full. She had been sitting at the breakfast bar eating her toast when he had slunk into the kitchen and told her he had done something stupid. Betty already had an inkling of what might have happened with Kevin sending her a photo earlier in the night of the group outside a tattoo parlour. But she had never expected Jughead to go through with it.

“Does it hurt?” Her fingertip traced the outline of her name careful not to press too hard.

“Like hell,” he admitted. Grateful for the fact that she didn’t seem to be freaking out.

“Want me to kiss it better?” He nodded and she leant forward to press a feather light kiss against to red, skin surrounding the tattoo. He gripped the counter behind him as she continued the trail across his skin to up his collarbone, and neck before meeting his lips in a kiss. “I like it,” she whispers in between their heated kisses and despite the thumping in his head and his body’s protests he spins her round and hoists her onto the counter delighting in the feeling of her legs wrapping around his hips bring his body flush with her own.

It’s the night after their wedding when she reveals her own little surprise to him, etched across her hip, forever his.

Who would wear the other’s clothes in public?

She tugs the flannel shirt tighter around her smaller frame, the garment swamping her as she walks into the school entry. Even though he is only across town she misses him. She worried for him being over at the Southside on his own. That she might lose him, that he might lose himself.

They hadn’t discussed the jacket, not really. Her face has shown her disapproval and her concern that he would follow in his father’s footsteps. It was true that FP Jones was not a bad man, but he had made some bad decisions. She didn’t want him to make the same ones.

His scent that lingered on the flannel brought her comfort which she desperately needed. She could hear the whispered breaths of her classmates. ‘She’s dating one of them.’ She pulled the flannel tighter, grasping the front of the shirt so tightly in her hand that her knuckles turned white. ‘Guess she really is a Serpent Slut.’ She tried not to let the words break through her armor, not to let them cut her she was a Cooper unkind things had been said about her family for years, especially the Cooper women.

She breathed a sigh of relief as she saw Kevin waiting for her at her locker. A friendly face in a sea of snickers and twisted expressions. He hugged her tightly and she accepted his embrace.

“I’m sorry Betts.” He rested a hand on her shoulder as they broke their embrace. “Just when I was starting to like the guy.” Betty managed a slight laugh at his joke, only being reminded of the fact that he wasn’t there with her. She saw something flash in Kevin’s expression as she turned back to him after entering the combination on her locker which she couldn’t quite decipher. That was until she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her torso pulling her into a strong chest that in recent times she had become intimately familiar with.

“Why do my clothes always look so much better on you?” He whispered into her ear. The smile spread across her face as she spun round to face him. Without thinking of where they were, or even who they were now she cupped his face in her hands before pressing her lips against his in a chaste kiss. His arms holding her close to him as she broke the kiss still smiling up at him.

“What are you doing here?” she asks grasping his arms tightly just to make sure he is real.

“I missed you. And apparently someone’s mom had some strong and convincing argument with the school board.”

“Looks like me and Veronica aren’t the only ones totally shipping you two. Mama Cooper has joined the team.” Kevin stated as Betty shot him a smile.

“So they said I could finish the school year here and then re-evaluate at the end of the year.”

“I’m really glad Juggie,” Betty said as she squeezed him tighter in her embrace. Suddenly thanks to her mom the rest of the school year did not seem as daunting as it once had. She was keeping this particular flannel shirt of his it seemed to be a lucky one.

Who is the caring one who would do anything for you in an instant?

There is a loud groan from the couch and Jughead is in the living room in an instant, hovering over Betty as she changes position.

“You okay?” He asks not easily able to hide the concern from his voice.

“Just moving.” Betty replies as she attempts again to change her position the size of her stomach at 9 months pregnant makes every movement, no matter how small difficult.

“Let me help.” He offers his arm to hold onto as she grasps onto it and he hoists her into position as she struggles to move up the couch to lean against the armrest her pillows shifting around her. “Do you need more pillows?” He examines the current pillow situation as she shakes her head and gives a final shuffle to get herself into the desired position.

“I wish she would just come already. She’s a week late.” Betty exclaimed, more than over being pregnant. “She must take after her dad.” She pointed an accusing finger at Jughead as if his trait for never being on time had somehow been passed down to his unborn daughter through genetics.

“I don’t think it works like that.” He chuckled. Betty gave him a pointed look and he snapped his mouth shut. “Or maybe it does.” He eagerly suggested. Betty let out another frustrated groan. She was trying desperately to keep calm and patient especially with Jughead who had been supportive through the pregnancy. Giving into her crazy food demands at 3.00am in the morning, rubbing her feet when she couldn’t quite reach anymore. Even allowing Mama Cooper to move in for a short time once the baby was born at Betty’s request.

“I’m sorry Jug, hormones.” He nodded in understanding and pressed a kiss against her damp forehead, sweaty from the moving around.

“I’ll go get you some more water, and then I’m going to give you the best foot rub that is going to make you completely forget about little Miss’s tardiness.” He pat her leg as he went to move to the kitchen.

“Juggie,” she said quietly. “I think my water just broke.” Apparently Emily had perfect timing.

Who brings home a stray dog and begs the other to keep it?

“Juggie!” He could feel his body tense up as he heard her voice shout from the kitchen. “What is this?” He rushed into the kitchen to find Betty looking down at the sheepdog that was in the middle of their kitchen. There was a set of muddy pawprints from the backdoor into the middle of the floor. The dog was happily sitting in front of Betty wagging his tail excitedly and Jughead just thanked his lucky stars that he had not jumped up to try and lick her, yet.

“It’s a dog,” he replied plainly, his hands shoved in his pockets.

“I can see that Jug. What is a dog doing in our kitchen?” The dog gave an excited bark at the raising of her voice and ran over to Jughead who bent down in an instant rubbing behind his ears.

“Well I was walking home from the register and he kind of followed me. I thought maybe we could give him a home.” He pressed his head up against the older sheepdog who was now panting and Betty was not sure which one was giving her the biggest puppy dog eyes at the moment. “Please.” There it was, the slight pout of his lips with those pleading eyes was her undoing.

She let out a groan, “Fine.”

Jughead wrapped his arms around the large dog who enthusiastically licked his face.

Betty came to bend down next to him, scratching the dog behind the ears. “I’m guessing you have already given him a name.”

“Yep, Hot Dog.”

Who bounces their leg up and down constantly?

She is trying to focus on her computer screen and the article that she is writing but her attention keeps drifting. It was their next issue following their expose on Chuck Clayton and the pressure is on to live up to the name that they have made for the Blue and Gold in the short time since it’s revival.

She has started to notice little things about him that she never has before, or maybe she has and just hasn’t given them the attention in her mind that they now demand. He is bouncing his leg up and down as he types furiously at the keyboard, he does that, she’s noticed when he has an idea in his head that needs to be committed to the page and it’s as if his body can’t contain the idea and it’s excitement. It flows through his body as nervous energy until he’s finished and he will lean back in his chair his hands behind his head, give a deep sigh of satisfaction before calling her over.

There is also the way how when he leans over to type into his laptop that that one stray curl that always seems to escape the confines of his beanie falls over his forehead, bouncing slightly as he bounces his own leg. She realises that she is staring at him now her own work long forgotten as she starts to imagine other things.

She wonders what his hair is like now underneath that beanie, it’s been so long since she has seen him without it. Which leads to thoughts about what it might feel like under her fingertips. To run her fingers what she could only assume was a head of thick wavy locks. Her eyes travelled to his fingers, watching as they travelled almost elegantly across his keyboard and she was soon imagining them interlaced with her own, travelling delicately across her wrist, tracing the scars across her palm that she hid from the world. And then inevitably she was at his lips. Pursed in their concentration. They weren’t necessarily full nor thin, perfect, and at that very thought a heat spread across her cheeks and down her neck. She wanted to know whether they were as soft as they looked.

“Betts.” She blinked herself out of her musings at the sound of him saying her name. His mouth forming the words in a way that made her stomach flip, but in a good way. “I’ve finished, you want to have a look.” She plastered on the smile that had become so good at hiding her true intentions, the smile of a friend. Not something else. Not what she really wanted.

Who proposes?

All of a sudden that black velvet box feels so heavy in his pocket. He continues to watch her as she looks out over the city of Paris and he wishes he could freeze time if only for this moment. He knows she hates the word perfect but to him she is and always will be. She’s perfect for him. He walks to join her at the balcony after snapping his last picture of her, the wind whipping through her hair, the sun glistening making it look like spun gold. He wraps his arms around her and pulls her close. She sighs at the contact and relaxes against his chest in his arms, her hands on his arms keeping him close. He leans his head on her shoulder, pressing a kiss against her cheek.

“Beautiful isn’t it?” She muses, and he nods in agreement. He manages to slip one arm away returning to his pocket to pull out the little black box.

“It sure is.” To be honest he couldn’t care less about the view or where they are. All that matters is that they are together. “Betts.” He starts and there is still that hesitation in his voice. No matter how many times he has practiced asking, choosing the right words the right moment he still is nervous. She turns her face to him concerned after all these years she can hear the slight change in his voice betraying his emotion.

“Jug?” She turns her body to face him, her hand reaching up to rest against his check, eyes searching his.

“Betts.” He starts again. Before he bends down to one knee, holding the box open in front of him like he has seen in a million movies when he worked at the drive in. “Will you marry me?” She is trying to find words but can’t, instead she nods her head enthusiastically, blinking back happy tears as he rises to encircle her in his arms. She pulls him into a kiss, pouring everything she has into it as he pulls her against him. The happy couple oblivious to the clapping of the crowd that has gathered around them.

Who is the one who can’t stop laughing when they are tired?

“Stop it Juggie, stop it.” She said through her laboured breathing.

“What?” he asks innocently before he does it again. She’s exhausted. Finals are coming up and she has been cramming like crazy the past few days. He had to practically drag her from her dorm room to come and see a movie with him. He reasoned that she needed to escape the confines of that room and her own expectations for one night. She had sighed heavily before shutting her laptop and letting him wrap his arms around her.

They had gone to the local cinema. She hadn’t visited much not during her first year of college when she was trying so hard to make a good first impression. He had on the other hand visited every chance he got taking on a much more relaxed approach to the first year of college in contrast to her.

He bent down to his popcorn box again picking up the pieces stuck to his tongue keeping a straight face as they tumbled back into the box, making Betty glad they weren’t sharing. It was silly she knew it was but she couldn’t help the laugh that was erupting from inside of her. Making it difficult to breath. Trying to catch her breath and just when she had managed to stifle her laugh to a giggle he would do it again, starting the loop all over again.

“Please - Juggie - I can’t - breathe.” She managed to get out and he relented putting the box down on the empty seat next to him. She took a deep breath again and managed to calm herself only slightly giggling again as she pictured his antics again in her mind. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder pulling her as close as the seats would allow and lent forward to steal a sip of her drink. “Hey,” she exclaimed pulling the drink away.

“Come on Betts. I’ll share my popcorn.”

“No way, Juggie.” A laugh starting to bubble up inside her again at the exaggerated pout on his lips as she returned her cup to between them offering him the straw, he took a long sip before pressing a kiss to her cheek in thanks.

“It’s good to hear you laugh again Betts, even if I know it’s only because you are about to crash.” She slapped him playfully on the chest.

“Am not.” She snuggled further against his chest as the lights dimmed in the theatre signalling the movie was about to start. He heard her chuckle at the ads playing on the screen before her breathing slowed and he looked down to see her eyes closed, glad that she had finally allowed herself a reprieve. He placed his lips gently against the top of her head, thankful that he was the one to give her some peace.

[dokugaholidayexchange]

SIGN UPS FOR DOKUGA HOLIDAY EXCHANGE 2021!

It's that time of year again: time for the sign-ups for the Dokuga Holiday Exchange!

Important Dates of 2021:

August 20th – September 30th: Sign ups for the Exchange

October 1 – The name of your giftee will be sent to you along with the prompt 

December 12 – Stories/Art are due by midnight EST UNLESS extension given

December 25 – December 31 - Posting of gifts will begin on the 25th and continue to the 31st until all gifts are posted. This is a tentative schedule and may be expanded if there is a very high turn out.

Guidelines

- Please use the following form when signing up:

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Code Word:

GUIDELINES PART II

- The whole point of this is to be a gift exchange. To get a gift, you must give a gift. If you drop out or disappear, your gift will be given to the group as a whole. Those who disappear without word will be banned from the exchange for one round.

- The story/art must be centered around the Sess/Kag pairing. It doesn’t necessarily have to be focused on romance - it can be based on first impressions, friendship, even some sort of hatred. Side pairings are fine, just as long as it focuses on the relationship between Sesshoumaru and Kagome. This is a Dokuga Holiday Exchange, after all!

- Gifted works must be new to the exchange. Sequels to previous works, new chapters to a current story, ‘deleted scenes’ from other stories, or anything related to any of your previous work isn’t allowed.

-The story/art can be any genre, though you should go by the prompts given to you to make your best judgment. If your prompts are vague, do your best to work with them. But please pay attention to what is requested to stay away from. If a platonic relationship is requested, do not give a romantic one. If you have any questions about the prompt requested, you can always ask me for clarification, and I will pass your question or concern on to the appropriate person. Please DO NOT contact your giftee directly as your giftee is not supposed to know who the gift is coming from.

-For prompts this year please pick 1 prompt from one of these two lists that you would like your gift to be based on:

1. 25 Days Christmas Romance Prompts

2. OTP Christmas Scenarios

- All ratings are welcome, but if you have a rating that you refuse to write or wouldn't like to receive, please make note of it whenever you sign up.

- When working on your piece, please keep in mind what the recipient wants. If they ask for certain things to be used or not used, please follow them. Usually, there is nothing demanding in the requests; mostly just small things like the type of relationship or universe.

- If you are new to the exchange, please provide a link to a story (in any fandom) that you’ve written that is more than 1500 words. Drabble collections do not count. You can link to a one-shot or even an incomplete epic you’re currently working on, just as long as you can prove that you can meet the word count minimum.

- There will be a three strikes policy. I simply do not have the time to go chasing after everyone who signs up for the exchange, therefore there will be a three strikes policy as far as contacts/behavior go. If you ignore/fail to answer any correspondence within one week of sending, you will have a strike against you. Three strikes, you’re gone from the exchange.

- Please add the exchange email (dokugaexchange@gmail.com) to your contacts so you can avoid anything from us hitting the spam filter.

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Again I will be asking for a statement of age (example: ’I am over the age of 18’/’I am under the age of 18’). The purpose of this is to prevent minors from gifting or being gifted with works that are rated MA. The official rule on Dokuga is: ONLY users ages 18 and up may read or post MA rated work, 16+ for rated M. As this exchange is affiliated with Dokuga, I will be following the same rules on ratings as are followed at the main site. That being noted, if you falsify your age statement you will be removed from the exchange and receive an email notifying you why you were removed.

- Real life does get in the way sometimes, so if you have to drop for any reason please let me know as soon as you possibly can. I understand that you’ve got other obligations, and am not going to be angry with you should something come up. The code word is oak tree. I will be angry, however, if you’re putting things off and finally fess up after your second extension and the posting date is looming. Should you drop, with or without word, the gift prepared for you will be shared for the group as a whole.

- It is your responsibility to have your story beta read before you send it in. We are looking for stories that are in their final polished form, not something that is hot off of the press. I simply do not have the time to beta every story that comes in. If you do not have a regular beta, you can look for someone on the Dokuga Forums, or on the SessKag Discord servers.

- Should a story come in that does not meet the requirements, the mods reserve the right to reject the piece and ask you to correct it. Ignoring this request is grounds for your removal from the exchange.

- Stories should be sent to the exchange email, dokugaexchange@gmail.com. Either attach in .rtf format, as a googledoc, or add it directly into the body of the email. If anything is sent in any other format, you will be asked to send in the preferred formatting.

- No posting of stories elsewhere until after the big reveal on New Year's Day. The whole point of a secret gift exchange is to keep it a secret. I will let you know when it is clear to post your stories on your own sites.

- Keeping with the above statement, please don’t give out the name of who you are doing a gift for. Blowing the secret ruins the fun!

- As I am running the exchange, I will not be participating.

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[prolestariwrites]

Hello I am so sorry if this question may be stupid but I am not sure what the "Follower giveaway" is, pretty much people are talking about it and I am a little bit lost, they said something about drabble and fics but Idk.... :v Sorry if I may have disturbed you.

Hey no problem! I hit 1500 followers over on my main blog, @maybeishouldwait and I decided to celebrate by doing drabbles and art! I’m going to pick 15 people at random who enter and do a little fic or sketch of their OTP. To enter the giveaway you just have to be following me on my main and leave a comment with your OTP, and on July 15, I’ll draw 15 names and make something for each one. If you go to that blog it’s the pinned post, so you can check it out if you’d like to participate!

[hamilton-one-shots]

Hey there, I got a question of more a request. Can you maybe please write a Mariliza Fan fiction cause I love all your stories and Mariliza is one of my OTPs

(Edited by: @dflwrites)

“Oh, they’re all so cute!” Eliza squealed as she ran ahead of her girlfriend towards the pile of puppies. Her and Maria had decided to find one to adopt and she just couldn’t help herself! They were all so cute, she wasn’t sure she could choose just one!

Maria smiled and followed behind her. It was cute seeing Eliza so excited and she herself was excited to pick out a new little friend to take home. “I hope you know we can only afford to pick out one,” she reminded her, looking through the kennels with her. “A small one, right?”

But Eliza was entranced by the dog that was clearly part St Bernard. “But he’s so fluffy!”

“He’s cute, but he’s too big for our apartment, ‘Liza,” Maria reminded her, putting a hand on her girlfriend’s back. “Come on, let’s look at something smaller, okay?”

“Okay..” Eliza reluctantly moved away from the giant ball of fluff and towards some of the smaller dogs, though she didn’t find them any less adorable. “They’re all so cute..” She seemed to move between a few different kennels, equally in love with all of them.

“You know, you can play with a few of them for a bit, see who you like best,” Maria reminded her. “I can go get someone to help us.”

“Yes, please.”

Maria smiled to herself and did just that, coming back with someone who worked at the shelter.

“So, who are we looking at first?” he asked, watching Eliza.

Eliza hummed in thought. She knew deep down that they were only going to get one, as much as she hated to admit it. Eliza also knew that the more time she spent there, the more little puppers she’d fall in love with. So which one was the perfect one for her?

“Maybe this little guy?” Eliza suggested, pointing at a tiny mixed breed dog. He was small and a level of energetic that they’d be able to handle, and he even seemed to like Maria when she came close, which, for someone Eliza knew to be more of a cat person, was saying something.

“Gary, a good choice.” He got the dog and took them to a small room, letting them take him to play. “I’ll be right out here, if you two need anything. Feel free to take your time with him,” the worker said before smiling and shutting the door, letting the three be.

The dog ran around between the two girls, practically jumping with excitement, and Eliza was overjoyed, cooing as the little guy jumped into her lap.

Maria smiled and knelt down beside her, petting the little guy’s head. “He is precious.. Do you think he could be the one?”

Eliza smiled to herself. She was convinced that getting Maria to fall in love with a dog was going to be a real challenge, but seeing how quickly she fell for this one.. “He’s perfect.” She picked up their new furry friend and walked out of the room, Maria following close behind.

Seeing the looks on their faces, the worker knew exactly what they were going to say. “Should I get the adoption papers?”

Eliza nodded quickly. “Yes, thank you.”

He smiled and did that, the two women following him out and to the main lobby. In a matter of minutes and a thirty dollar adoption fee, the dog was theirs, renamed Alexander, seeing as he was as hyper as their friend with the same name.

They let the dog sit in the back of the car as Maria drove them to the nearest pet store, holding her girlfriend’s hand at the same time.

“Maybe someday, it’ll be a kid we bring home..” Eliza suggested, though she knew that was years away. “Not anytime soon, but someday…”

Maria smiled and kissed the back of her girlfriend’s hand. “I think you’re right..”

Eliza hummed happily and leaned over, kissing Maria’s cheek at a red light.

Maria blushed lightly at that, lightly squeezing her girlfriend’s hand. She wasn’t sure when and she wasn’t sure how, but someday soon, she’ll finally give Eliza that diamond ring in her drawer. And she’d make it much like this day: a moment neither of them would ever forget.

(Hey, guys! Quick note: I’m making a new posting schedule based on you guys. After every post, I start a metaphorical clock for 96 hours, or four days, and every note takes off one hour until the next thing I post. For example, the 2p story got 10 notes, not including my reblogs, so this was posted 86 hours later. I’m doing this because it honestly does hurt me when I have over 1500 followers and, on a one shot that me and @dflwrites work hard on, I get less than 15 notes, especially when I can make a quick text post and get more than that in less than a day. And, before you ask, I’m putting this under a one shot rather than on it’s own or before the one shot because I wouldn’t want people liking just because they want to see something else, something that caters to them, rather than because they like what I do and appreciate the work I put into it. Having said that, please don’t just tell this to others, that’ll kill the point. I’ll add this note under the next few posts until I think enough people have read it. If you guys have any questions or anything about this, please DM me. Thank you for taking the time to read this!)

[popliar]

bts canon compliant fic links

Canon compliant stories for @flywithturtles!

disclaimer - this is all a bit random, I bookmark so many things and sometimes I don’t remember what I actually thought about them… But they are all readable and worth a click imo.

other posts: fic links

sorted by ship. i support every ship in bts! but some ships i obviously seek out more than others. so sorry if ur fave ship doesn’t show up much! 

2SEOK

'Cause Every Time We Touch - kuragecharms (BTS) Hoseok/Seokjin. "“Fuck, it hurts but it feels so good,” Seokjin mumbled. “L-lay down,” Hoseok instructed. With only a moment’s questioning quirk of an eyebrow, Seokjin complied, placing himself face down on the dance floor. Taking in a deep swallow that he knew was himself swallowing down his pride and his nervousness, trying to convince himself that okay, Seokjin is kind of really loud about when he feels good. It doesn’t mean anything sexual. Even though it totally sounds - and now looks - sexual. Hoseok slowly lowered himself down to straddle Jin’s hips, bending forward to bury the heels of his palms into Seokjin’s shoulders and using the leverage of the flat floor to deepen the massage. Seokjin let out an actual scream." 16,700 words.

The Totally Untrue Story of Kim Seokjin - greenet (BTS) Seokjin/Hoseok. "Seokjin is in love with Hoseok. So starting a fwb relationship with Hoseok is possibly not the best idea he's ever had." I'm so here for this. Especially all the stuff about identity and image creation. 8900 words.

JIHOPE

the spaces between the threads - ellievolia (BTS) Hoseok/Jimin. "When he reaches Hoseok, something catches Jimin’s attention, making him focus. There, just barely peeking out from the waistband of Hoseok’s low slung harem pants. It looks like - it looks like lace, and Jimin’s mouth was already a little dry but this makes it even worse. aka Hoseok likes lace." 5000 words.

lock step - ignitesthestars (BTS) Hoseok/Jimin. "“You--” Jimin swallows so hard that Hoseok can hear it, even over the sound of his own heartbeat thudding in his ears, too fast. “You really liked my dance, huh?” “I always like your dance.” It’s supposed to be light, reassuring. It drops between them like a goddamn love confession. * Or, Jimin catches footage of Hobi watching him dance. Feelings (and complications) ensue." good. 8700 words.

the one; jihope - joonphases (BTS) Hoseok/Jimin. "Jimin is it for him." 700 words.

We're Not Boyfriends - weakforjin (BTS) Hoseok/Jimin. "Everyone in the company, including Bangtan, assumes Hoseok and Jimin are dating. Their manager scolds them for being too obvious after a certain incident and the two are completely oblivious to the matter." a bit dumb but cute. 5500 words.

Open Your Eyes (I'll Be Waiting) - roebling (BTS) Jimin/Hoseok. "Hoseok thinks it's equal measures adorable and horrifying that Park Jimin has a crush on him. Jimin is just a kid, and his crush invites awkwardness that Hoseok doesn't need while he's struggling to debut. It's not pretty, but he clears the air between them and things are fine -- until the day he looks up and realizes that Jimin isn't a kid any more." gets canon details flat wrong but has a really good vibe. 14,500 words.

it goes like this - Quettaser (BTS) Jimin/Hoseok. "and jimin’s a little embarrassed, making vague noises of agreement and it takes hoseok turning his head to notice the way jimin is very pointedly staring at the ceiling and nowhere else. he reaches out to smack jimin on the arm, “yah, jiminnie, don’t tell me you’ve never kissed anyone.” “i’ve kissed people,” jimin mumbles, “just not a lot"" 1300 words.

Touch Me, Just Like That - runkairun (BTS) Hoseok/Jimin. "Hoseok craves physical affection, and Jimin's touch is just right." Soft! 5600 words.

Running Low on Know-How - Zee (BTS) Hoseok/Jimin. "Hoseok realizes a few things, but it takes him a while." 7100 words.

hold your breath (we'll be just fine) - undercoverjikooks (BTS) Hoseok/Jimin. "It was different. Deeper than that. Didn’t Jimin know? (or, alternatively, Hoseok has no idea what he's feeling and Jimin is there to listen and maybe help him out.)" 2600 words.

Maybe it Didn't Start Innocently - secondgrader (BTS) Hoseok/Jimin. "It was all innocent, platonic. But at what point do you draw the line between helping out a friend and doing something more?" 2100 words.

distant love - flowerstems (BTS) Jimin/Hoseok. "When Hoseok says, “I thought you’d sleep better without someone lying awake beside you,” Jimin looks up at him, hand still in his, then slides his fingers between Hoseok’s. Jimin’s fingers are cold and clammy but his palm is warm, and in that moment it’s all very confusing, so Hoseok starts swinging their arms and Jimin helps swing them higher." 2300 words.

You're Right. - joonphases (BTS) Jimin/Hoseok. “I can’t kiss my hyung,” Jimin said, wondering how it was that he could speak without oxygen. “That’s... weird.” “You’re right,” Hoseok said. A beat of silence. “It’s really, really weird.” Jimin has night terrors. Slow burn from experimenting to fwb. 82,600 words.

Mile High Club - notoverthatbityet (BTS) Hoseok/Jimin. "Where Jimin is thirsty and just can't wait." 3300 words.

Nirvana - cupan_taetae (BTS) Hoseok/Jimin. One night after a win, they get drunk and later on start hooking up secretly (later revealed: not very secretly). Some great descriptions. 57,200 words.

the plan - wingedseok (BTS) Jimin/Hoseok. "Kim Taehyung’s brilliant plan for Park Jimin to get into Jung Hoseok’s pants: Step One - Admit Your Feelings Step Two - Find Out What He Likes Step Three - Show Him You Can Take Care of Him Step Four - Meet the Parents Step Five - Seduce Him (Or, Jimin’s head over heels in love with Hoseok and Hoseok only sees him as his cute dongsaeng.)" 4100 words.

calm like you - phoarda (BTS) Jimin/Hoseok. "Jimin already kind of knew that his home was more person than place, but for Hoseok, infatuation is a slow, frightening realization. Turning feelings into words is more for his benefit than Jimin's, but with the help of instant ramyun, a complimentary hotel face mask, and several massages, they're eventually able to work out some mutual peace of mind." 14,500 words.

Make You Mine - weakforjin (BTS) Jimin/Hoseok. "Jimin's in love with Hoseok. He’s content with the affection the other gives him and settles for nothing more because why would Hoseok feel the same? Title is based on the song 'Make You Mine' by Us the Duo. Another one of those pining tropes with a ridiculous amount of fluff and a bit of light angst." 8000 words.

Responsive - RedKissAFF (BTS) Jimin/Hoseok. "What the hell? Hoseok thought to himself, resting a hand against the younger's thigh. Jimin's leg suddenly stopped bouncing. His muscle tensed beneath the touch, a slight shift in movement that would have otherwise gone unnoticed but for how hyper aware Hoseok was at the moment. "You okay, Jimin?" he asked, squeezing the muscle in his hands as he rubbed maddening circles into Jimin's thigh. "Y-yeah," Jimin replied, a little breathless as he shifted behind him. Hoseok leaned his head back, an upside down, cherry cheeked Jimin in his field of vision. Well fuck, he thought." Long languorous OTP wallow as they sort of slide into sex and a relationship. 38,800 words.

It's Just a Ride - im_your_hope (BTS) OT7, Jimin/Hoseok. "Jungkook’s mouth is hanging open, a bright pink flush on his cheeks, his eyes glued to the movements of Hoseok’s finger. Jin is leaning forward with his forearms resting on his thighs, his face more composed but clearly interested in the proceedings all the same. Namjoon’s eyes are so wide it would be funny in a different situation, his lips pursed together and his hands clenching his knees. Yoongi’s mouth is just slightly open, the corners of his lips turned up, close to becoming a full-blown smile. Next to Jimin Taehyung is leaning forward, a look of intense concentration on his face, studying every one of Hoseok’s movements. Jimin doesn’t want to think about his own expression. (Hoseok tries to come untouched.)" 3500 words.

It's Dead, We Killed It - prandcocaine (BTS) Namjoon/Seokjin, Hoseok/Jimin. "Bangtan's newest company-imposed torment drains their hearts, minds, and wallets." swear jar.

JIKOOK

feel a little more (and give a little less) - jellyfishes (BTS) Jungkook/Jimin, Hoseok/Yoongi. "Jeongguk spends a lot of time thinking about Jimin in the eight years following BTS disbanding for someone who isn't still in love."  18,500 words

Riptide - peppermint_wind (BTS) Jungkook/Jimin. "Jeon Jungkook is still just a kid when he sets out for Seoul. He knows about the tall buildings, the maze-like roadways, and dorm life he's signed up for. He expects the difficulties of being a trainee, finds it in the holes of his worn out dance shoes and countless sleepless nights. But what he doesn't expect, could never expect, is meeting Park Jimin. It's then Jungkook realizes that there's more to learn in Seoul than dance choreographies: about growing up, falling in love, and about himself. A three year story [2013-2016] of coming together, breaking apart, and putting each other back together again. Jeon Jungkook learns about change, growing up, and the hardships of falling in love with a friend."  good, but it also made me sad about their lives as idols. 62,400 words.

Figuring It Out as We Go - peppermint_wind (BTS) Jeongguk/Jimin. "Jungkook never thought this would happen to him; eighteen years old and questioning everything he used to know. Staying up late watching gay music videos with wide-eyes, phone tucked to his chest, probably isn't helping him much, either, but what is he supposed to do when he realizes seeing two men together makes his whole body ache?" 4200 words.

Late Night, Early Morning - cest_what (BTS) Jungkook/Jimim. "Jungkook just wants somewhere to sleep." Bedsharing. 1500 words.

JINKOOK

Emeralds on the Pavement - timesuck2000 (BTS) Jungkook/Seokjin. "Sometimes when Jeongguk looks at Seokjin he feels like his body is made of bees. He knew it sounded dumb when he first thought it, but it’s the closest he’s been able to get to describing the feeling. The one where Jeongguk has a lot of feelings that he's bad at expressing." 8100 words.

Maybe He Snapped - merryofsoul (BTS) Jungkook/Seokjin. "Five times Jungkook tries to flirt with Seokjin, and one time Seokjin finally gets it." 4700 words.

stop, rewind - vppa (BTS) Seokjin/Jungkook. “We’re not dating.” Seokjin sits up on his elbows and stares Yoongi down to make a point. “Definitely not.” This is worth reading as a history of the group and Jin as much as a ship fic. The ship gives it it's arc but it's really good because of how it works with canon - so many references and callbacks!! 10,700 words.

JUNGHOPE

You Showed Me The Reasons - SevenSoulmates (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "Hoseok wants to leave. Jungkook does everything to stop him." this does kind of a nice swoopy thing where jk talks about the future and sees the future and it's his faith in that that makes hobi stay. 7000 words.

Like No One Is Watching - knjooniemoonie (inaweoftheirvoices) (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "With how fast their lives have become, Jungkook often feels the need to slow things down. There are moments that make him stop and think: This. I want to remember this. Because he knows there’s no way he’ll be able to remember everything they’ve experienced so far, and it’s sad. He wants to be 90 years old someday and sit on his porch and think back to the time when he had his first stadium concert, attended his first award show, sang live for the first time. He wants to be able to point at physical evidence and say “I did this. This was real.” Everything moves so quickly and is over way too soon, so sometimes all he can do is press record on his camera and hope to capture the moment he’s in. OR Jungkook decides to make a video for Hoseok's birthday. In the process he realizes his feelings might not be entirely platonic." GCF!!! 8200 words.

I'll be Home For Christmas (If Only in my Dreams) - babyboymatt (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "or the four times Jungkook hides and the one time he doesn't" very cute. 2700 words.

of white lies and autumn leaves - ffairyy (BTS) Jungkook/Hoseok. "“Fuck that,” Jungkook slurs. “I’m not less grown up just because I haven’t had a relationship yet. Right Hyung? It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t make me uncool.” or the pretend dating fic where the boys make fun of Jungkook for being inexperienced and Hoseok jumps to his defense" VERY SWEET 34,000 words.

rehearsed steps, empty stage - bluestarlight (iridiumring92) (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "Hoseok has wanted Jungkook for what feels like forever. He can't keep his mind off Jungkook’s lips, his smile. Lips on the rim of a glass, teeth showing as he grins. His dyed hair falling over his forehead in those little waves. He’s so cute, so sweet. And he’s theirs, Hoseok reminds himself. He’s their maknae, not Hoseok’s to have." 10,000 words.

for you i would cross the line - starbrigid (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "'I've had a crush on you since before we debuted, but I've only just realized I'm in love with you.' The one and only J-Hope has acquired a secret admirer in BTS. He's in London, and it's time to play Sherlock Holmes. ...It goes about as well as one might expect." 9600 words.

not a booty call - ffairyy (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "They’re still themselves, still friends, still all those things they need to be during the day.Right now, they're also a little in love." 3700 words.

In Fear and Faith - im_your_hope (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "It's hard to shake something that is already under your skin." showers and bed sharing. 4800 words.

Like Snow, Like White Ashes - ashardoffreedom (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "“I’m not sure if there’s an easy fix.” Do you want me to help you fix it? Jungkook looks up at the ceiling. It’s very white. It’s very pure. “Hyung, maybe you’re not supposed to.”" asexual JK. 4500 words.

sparkles in his eyes - ffairyy (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "There are 20 hours left of the year and Hoseok spends them with a bunch of regrets, some nostalgia and his six favorite people. (+ pining after the boy with sparkles in his eyes)" 5300 words.

27 Kisses - lenaklx (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "Jeongguk developed a habit of giving Hoseok a cheek kiss before every performance. Hoseok was getting tired of not knowing what the hell that meant." 2500 words.

Bloodflows - mnsg (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "Sharing a bath at 3AM with all 178cm of Jeon Jeongguk is at least one of Hoseok's ideas of torture." 2200 words.

bored stiff (out of my brains) - loafers (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "Jungkook gets bored. The devil finds work for idle hands." PWP. 3800 words.

another life - Acavall (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook. "Jungkook and Hoseok talk alternate realities amidst fake kitchens. JungHope fluff from the day they went to Ikea in Sweden and then nearly got arrested for setting off the fire alarm." 2700 words.

notion - shikae (39smooth) (BTS) Jungkook has a crush on Hoseok. 1300 words.

Social Animals - nivo (BTS) Jeongguk/Hoseok. "For all his caution and common sense in most areas of life, Hoseok doesn't have a lick of self-preservation when it comes to putting his trust in people." Just Jeongguk being there for Hoseok. 1000 words.

all because of you - xxdevilishxx (BTS) Jungkook/Hoseok. "jeongguk frowns, ruffling his own hair, and whispers, "even if you’re j-hope in front of the fans, you don’t have to play that part in front of the rest of us. i like hobi hyung a lot, but i like hoseokie hyung even more.” (based off festa 2016 where the anonymous letter for hoseok stated how sometimes he made the members uncomfortable by being too happy and excited)" 7300 words.

the underlying rhythm - actualflowerhoseok (BTS) Jungkook/Hoseok. "When the hostess asks him, “Who’s your favorite hyung?” Jungkook knows he’s supposed to say Jimin. But he doesn’t." 1100 words.

MINJOON

hotel walls - deadmansbones (BTS) Namjoon/Jimin, Yoongi/Hoseok. “um,” jimin begins, breaking the silence, “hyung, should we--uh--tell them?” “i-i don’t think so,” namjoon stutters, “what would we do, just knock on the door?” funny and hot. 4500 words.

NAMGI

stop right next to you - brightlight (BTS) Namjoon/Yoongi. "As the years pass, Yoongi can’t help himself from reaching out and holding Namjoon’s hand, when the others can’t see him frowning but Yoongi can. He can’t help himself from sprawling across Namjoon’s lap in the little sofa in the studio, when Namjoon looks so tired and so stressed and there’s only two weeks until the deadline on the next track. He can’t help himself from smiling, pleased, when Namjoon crawls into Yoongi’s bed late at night, muttering that he can’t sleep. They move dorms, gain privacy, change roommates, but Namjoon still keeps coming. Namjoon and Yoongi, through seven years of living together, rely on each other." good! 8800 words.

Play It As It Lays - almostblue (fictionalaspect) (BTS) Namjoon/Yoongi. ""You said you've never gotten a blowjob," Yoongi says, slow and long-suffering, like he's speaking to someone who can't understand Korean. "And I said, what the fuck Joon, that's a fucking tragedy." "No," Namjoon says. His throat is dry as he stares up at the ceiling. Is Yoongi just fucking with him? He has to be fucking with him. There's no way he said what Namjoon thinks he said. "No, the part, um. The part after that." "Oh," Yoongi says. He has one arm pillowed behind his head. He closes his eyes, like Namjoon is the dumbest person in the world and it's physically paining him to force the worlds out. "I said, 'Since we're both stuck in here, you might as well let me help you out with that.' Jesus, Joon, do you even listen when I talk?"" 3100 words.

With You (Like Glue) - roebling (BTS) Namjoon/Yoongi friendship. "With Hoseok gone for good and plans for debut in shambles, it's just Yoongi and Namjoon left at the dorm. Yoongi's not sure how much more he can take, but while he figures out what he wants to do, he might as well do something to cheer Namjoon up. That's what good hyungs do, right?" 5300 words.

Champagne Supernova - tiny_joon (BTS) Namjoon/Yoongi. "The waitress returns toting a silver bucket and a bottle they didn't order. “Now, it’s customary to offer a complimentary champagne toast to anyone celebrating with us,” she says, setting the bucket filled with ice down on their table, “but I just think y’all are so sweet I pulled some strings. Congratulations, to many more!" When Bangtan wins their first big award in the US for their music Namjoon and Yoongi go out to celebrate." cute! 3200 words.

it's not far to go - pearl_o (BTS) Namjoon/Yoongi. "Namjoon and Yoongi have been jerking off together occasionally since forever. It's super normal." 2200 words.

let the seasons change your mind - luminari (BTS) Yoongi/Namjoon. "Yoongi won’t pretend to understand Namjoon, but the way Namjoon pretends to understand him makes his skin crawl." really good canon stuff mostly. 16,200 words

i'll be the secret on your lips - cyrillic (BTS) Yoongi/Namjoon. "it hurts, that they’re keeping it a secret, because he wants nothing more than to scream it, when jimin comes into namjoon’s studio unannounced and they have to pretend their fingers weren’t intertwined, or when they have to pretend they’re just waking each other up and not cuddling in bed like the clingy assholes they are. or: namjoon and yoongi's friendship evolves, bit-by-bit, until it's something else entirely." 11,600 words.

All the Stars - bulletproof_bad_wolf (BTS) Yoongi/Namjoon. "The thing about Namjoon is he’s really good at drinking, until he’s not. If you blink, you can miss the shift. It’s that sudden. Yoongi’s blinked lots of times tonight, over the course of the last few hours. He’s had his fair share of the bottle they’ve all been passing around. It’s possible he may have blinked himself into a catnap or two. Either way, he’s awake now." 4300 words.

rocket - boozinos (BTS) Namjoon/Yoongi. "Yoongi just wants to know how big Namjoon's dick is, okay." Pretty much! 2700 words.

A Joyful Phrase (I Do) - hapakitsune (BTS) Namjoon/Yoongi, Jimin/Taehyung. "“Last question,” the interviewer said. “You’ve been to Las Vegas a few times now. What’s one thing you haven’t done yet that you really want to do?” “Get married,” Taehyung said. Later, at the chapel, Namjoon thought perhaps he should have tried a little harder to talk him out of it." 14,100 words.

NAMJIN

Celebrity Crush - bazooka (BTS) Namjoon/Seokjin. "Right now Namjoon was exhausted and he'd been saying rude shit and he kept snapping at Taehyung and then they'd had to sit through that interview ("Who's your celebrity crush?") and Seokjin had tried making a joke ("Rap Monster," he'd said, thinking he was being clever) and even as everyone around them cracked up the look that had flashed through Namjoon's eyes belied something that looked almost brittle." 16,500 words.

Back Yourself (Look in the Mirror) - KlavierRPF (KlavierWrites) (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi, Namjoon/Seokjin. "“What, does he think that now I’m out I’m going to start rapping about sucking dick?” asks Yoongi hotly, as they’re sat round the table discussing album concepts. Namjoon winces. “I mean,” says Taehyung, “you already do that.” Yoongi comes out first, but he's not the last. In fact, Namjoon's 90% sure he and Jin are the only straight ones." 7800 words.

It's Dead, We Killed It - prandcocaine (BTS) Namjoon/Seokjin, Hoseok/Jimin. "Bangtan's newest company-imposed torment drains their hearts, minds, and wallets." swear jar.

NAMKOOK

butterflies in my mind - misspamela, pearl_o (BTS) Jungkook/Namjoon. "Jungkook was twenty-two years old, he was an adult, a celebrity, and a performer. He had an accountant and a staff of people working for him. He’d been on Ellen, for god’s sake. He could handle having sex with his boyfriend. It was going to go perfectly this time." very sweet. 10,000 words.

now he callin' me nyquil - bazooka (BTS) Jungkook/Namjoon. "It was simpler than getting sleeping pills. It was more effective than taking a hot shower. It was faster than getting up and making tea or heating up some leftovers or whatever in a futile attempt at lulling himself to sleep. It was easier. It just made sense. It had stopped being weird months ago, even though sometimes Jeongguk still had an awkward flash of self-awareness - usually when he was straddling Namjoon’s hips with his face buried in the hollow between Namjoon’s throat and shoulder." 1900 words.

NAMSEOK

Bring Me Back Down to Earth - Katuize (BTS) Hoseok/Namjoon. "Sometimes Namjoon needs someone to get him out of his head. When he needs someone, he goes to Hoseok." caregiving, hurt/comfort. 1100 words.

Like The Moon To The Sun - AttesTaetion (BTS) Hoseok/Namjoon. "“Joonie.” It’s said softly. Gently and sweetly. Hoseok is speaking to him the way Namjoon typically speaks to the little animals he comes across during his walks in the park. In a way that’s meant to soothe them. To let them know that he doesn’t mean any harm. Because he cares for them. Because they’re cute and small and he thinks they’re adorable. Basically, Namjoon has a bad day and Hoseok is there to take care of him." 5800 words.

raise me up again - nebulia (BTS) Hoseok/Namjoon. "[They have never talked about it. These are the most words either of them has ever said about it outside of sex. Namjoon has always put it in that place between them, the 2% awkward Hoseok mentioned that one time on Kkul FM. He knows silently fucking the only same-age friend in your idol group isn’t normal or anything, but he figured maybe it was just...what happened. They only did it when it could be done not talking, so hardly ever on tour. And Namjoon knows they should probably talk about it, but Hoseok is right that they’re only 98% close. Maybe the 2% is just weird sex.] Namjoon relies on Hoseok a lot, but he never feels like he gives anything back. (He's wrong.)" porn with feelings. good! 10,600 words.

prismatic - mahistrado (BTS) Hoseok/Namjoon. "Hoseok takes care of Namjoon. It was the kind of care that hurt sometimes, sure. A spoonful of castor oil kind of love; nasty going down, good from the inside out." just really, really great character work. 6400 words.

Lemonade - rhythmsextion (BTS) Hoseok/Namjoon. "In which Hobi intercepts Namjoon wielding a knife and comes to regret it. Or does he?" 3000 words.

Not Just You; I Need This Too - eightninetwo (BTS) Namjoon/Hoseok. "Hoseok wishes Namjoon can see just how beautiful he is despite his flaws." 8600 words.

Blue - hobipd (BTS) Hoseok/Namjoon. "So Namjoon likes to poke and prod his bruises... that’s not weird, right? Lots of people do. Right?" mild painplay. pwp with feelings. good! 9100 words.

Within These Walls - Dribbledrabbledos (BTS) Namjoon and Hoseok. "Namjoon thinks about what was, is and will be and gets lost in between." 4000 words.

when i run out of road (you bring me home) - hobisthighs (BTS) Hoseok/Namjoon. ""You can catch a quick nap if you want, the kids aren't due to wake up for another 10, and I can fend them off long enough for you to get at least 40 minutes." He considered the offer briefly, but ultimately decided against it, he got himself into this mess he wasn't about to screw up everyone else's morning for a measly 40 minute nap. (or; namjoon is just really thankful for hoseok)" 1200 words.

TAEGI

(I Probably Still Adore You) With Your Hands Around My Neck - mucha (BTS) Yoongi/Taehyung. "The new choreo was a little more than Taehyung bargained for." 4000 words.

Just Hold Me - Incadence (BTS) Taehyung/Yoongi. "This hand holding is for business sake, so they can really all shut the fuck up. If not for Taehyung, Yoongi would probably have long floated away into the crowd and gotten kidnapped or something. So yes, this is one hundred percent for business sake. And the fact that Taehyung’s stupidly warm all the time, and has the prettiest hands have nothing to do with it." 3300 words.

my heart flutters from the sugar high - hoars (BTS) Yoongi/Taehyung. "Yoongi and Taehyung sneak around together, cheating on their diets. The group? They've drawn different conclusions." CW: dieting/food.  the story is otherwise very cute. 6000 words.

how can i make you mine? - hoars (BTS) Yoongi/Taehyung. "The five times the members interrupt or delay Taehyung's great confession and the one time a confession is spit out. Kind of." 5400 words.

TAEJIN

my best decision - madanach (BTS) Seokjin/Taehyung. "“You’re a menace,” Seokjin says. “You come here—you wake me up from my sleep—to do these things versus me. To do the things that you do, against me, specifically.” “All I did was call you pretty,” Taehyung says. “And say that when I was seventeen I wanted to kiss you.”" 3700 words.

TAEKOOK

love in the time of social media - abillionstars (BTS) Taehyung/Jungkook. "“You want me, an internationally famous celebrity living in a restrictive society that would tear apart any news of me dating, to set up a very public Tinder account under a fake name?” Taehyung cocked an eyebrow. “Just thought I ought to clarify.” “Yes,” said Seokjin, looking strangely determined. “Well, shit,” Taehyung said, exiting out of the Words With Friends game. “I’m in.” In which Taehyung doesn't swipe right on anybody at all (except in his heart), goes on absolutely no wild adventures, but ends up falling in love anyway." 23,300 words.

Know You Love Me Boy - arabellarosebts (BTS) Jungkook/Taehyung. "Jeongguk finally confesses something Taehyung's been waiting to hear" 7000 words.

Can't keep my hands to myself (no matter how hard I'm trying to) - sunshineandpixiedust (BTS) Jungkook/Taehyung. "the one where Jeongguk views sexting as a challenge and takes it a little bit too seriously." 11,500 words.

VHOPE

when did my heart become like this? - triplekimsquad (BTS) Hoseok/Taehyung. ""Come on," Hoseok urges gently, moving the pillow aside so he can see Taehyung's face properly. "We've got a busy schedule today." He meets Taehyung's eyes, feels something twist inside his chest at the hopeful pout Taehyung sends him. "Aish," he says under his breath, rolling his eyes — though it comes out fondly despite his attempt at being annoyed. "Yah, that doesn't work on me anymore. I've become immune to that face." It's a bluff really. Years later and Hoseok's heart still melts a little at Taehyung's imploring expression. "Kiss me then," Taehyung says, turning his face and presenting his profile to Hoseok. He taps his cheek twice with his index finger, (still pouting — god it's adorable), "Gimme a kiss and I'll get up." Or, the (5) times where Hoseok wakes Taehyung up by giving him a kiss, and the (1) time Taehyung returns the sentiment." super soft. 12,700 words.

Behind The Masks - mkim (BTS) Hoseok/Taehyung. "“I sleep best when I'm with you,” Taehyung mumbled shyly. A pause. “Is that so?” “Yeah.” “Hm, me too.” Hoseok sighed softly. Then, much more quietly, so faintly that Taehyung wasn't even sure he was supposed to hear it, he added: “What are we doing, Taehyung-ah?” As if being an idol wasn't hard enough, Taehyung of course had to go and fall helplessly in love with his straight bandmate." the author does their utmost best to fit in all the bits of canon into a narrative and it's very compelling and readable. 109,700 words.

i'd hold your hand and soak up the sun - monbon (BTS) Hoseok/Taehyung. "It takes Hoseok almost breaking his nose to start realizing Things. Fortunately, he's pretty chill with it. Unfortunately, Taehyung is confusing." adorable! 6200 words.

blue side - cutaepatootae (elysian) (BTS) Hoseok/Taehyung. "Everyone loves Hoseok. In particular, everyone loves Hoseok's bed, which always smells nice and is somehow softer than all their other mattresses combined. Taehyung knows this because he had taken it upon himself to investigate the vitally important issue of Most Comfortable Bed in Dorm, especially when he realised he could no longer settle for his own less-than-satisfactory bed after sleeping with Hoseok for the past two months. (in which taehyung and hoseok like to sleep together, and jimin is taehyung's no. 1 wingman. also: sexual tension)."  30,300 words.

Hey Jupiter - almostblue (fictionalaspect) (Bangtan Boys) Yoongi/Taehyung. ""Hyung couldn't sleep," Taehyung says, by way of explanation. He feels like some explanation is probably needed for why he and Hoseok are snuggling on the couch together. "Sometimes he can't sleep, and then he comes and gets me and we sleep out here. He says he doesn't know why, but having me around makes it better." Or: the one where Taehyung is completely and utterly oblivious." 6400 words.

through the lonely, through the other side - ronanov (BTS) Taehyung/Hoseok. "20170628 07:14 am" the vante studio photos. 1300 words.

your arms, your warmth, your heart. - capivara (BTS) Hoseok/Taehyung. ""...Taetae?” The dancer breathes out before he can think about it. If there is a time to say it, whatever the outcome, it is now, when they are both on the brim of bursting with the heavy silence weighing down on them, dazedly oscillating between holding onto the ground or sinking deep into the abyss. Because he knows they will forget all about it the next morning." living room confession. 8800 words.

Balsam - ishuku (BTS) Taehyung/Hoseok. "Logic tells Taehyung that the flavor resting on his tongue isn't actually fruit -- but that doesn't stop Taehyung from telling himself that it is." established relationship. porn. 3800 words.

Can't Hide Our Love (But We Can Try) - melecs (BTS) Hoseok/Taehyung. "Four people think Jimin and Taehyung are dating. (Hoseok knows they’re not)." 3900 words.

I’ve been trying (to believe in confiding) - freethedoncastertwo (BTS) Hoseok/Taehyung. "Hoseok struggles and Taehyung is cute and supportive and kissable." Also a cookie is seduced. 2500 words.

asymmetry in attraction - namgi (BTS) Taehyung/Hoseok. "Taehyung yearns for bright smiles, eyes crinkled up in laughter and measured, steady hands. More than anything, he yearns for Jung Hoseok." 3200 words.

VMON

Lovers From The Moon - Zee (BTS) Namjoon/Taehyung, various other pairings. "Namjoon has always kept himself apart from the casual sex that the rest of them have, and Taehyung keeps trying and failing not to let that bother him." WHOLESOME VOYEURISM. 7900 words.

VMIN

A Fault In My Structure - Zee (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung. "Jimin hasn't seen Taehyung in almost three weeks, and ‘missing’ is not quite the right word for it." 5800 words.

Your love was handmade for somebody like me - tangowithsuga (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung. "Park Jimin wakes up in Vegas, married to his best friend Kim Taehyung." Cute! 24,900 words.

kissing up on fences (and up on walls, i don't want to fall) - bonnia (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung. "the five times the other members thought they were dating, and the one time jimin starts to wonder if they really are" 8700 words.

Completely Platonic.... - Toshiba19 (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung. "The four times that Jimin and Taehyung said they were platonic and the one time they realize they've probably been dating all along." 7500 words.

A Joyful Phrase (I Do) - hapakitsune (BTS) Namjoon/Yoongi, Jimin/Taehyung. "“Last question,” the interviewer said. “You’ve been to Las Vegas a few times now. What’s one thing you haven’t done yet that you really want to do?” “Get married,” Taehyung said. Later, at the chapel, Namjoon thought perhaps he should have tried a little harder to talk him out of it." 14,100 words.

the one thing that's real - syubnugget (BTS) Taehyung/Jimin. "Taehyung can hear Jimin's little snores, the soft snuffles that he always teases him about when they share a bed. He shakes his head as if he can physically knock the thought out of his own mind. Teased him. When they shared a bed. They're not supposed to do things like that anymore." 4000 words.

till the ocean is folded and hung up to dry (i'll love you, dear) - flightlessly (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung. "in the quiet aftermath of an on-stage live, jimin decides he's had enough. he takes a gamble. / Sometimes, Jimin finds himself thinking of another life. He exists to take the stage, but every so often a little part of him yearns for something softer, quieter." 1900 words.

(i'm a symphony of the world gone wild) - inthelookingglass (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung. "jimin and taehyung break out of the dorm to get drunk in a field." Slice of life. 1000 words.

friends help each other - claybunny (BTS) Taehyung/Jimin. "Taehyung has a problem and Jimin, the angel he is, helps him out. Taehyung doesn't know what to do with his feelings and things slightly spiral out of control." Epic fwb pining. 46,900 words.

if the world was ending (would you stay with me) - countingpaths (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung. "They're always too much and not enough - pushing the boundaries but not breaking them." Vaguely Halloween themed. This is cute because they talk about they'd do in a zombie apocalypse - they'd live for one another, aww. 2800 words.

all of your sides are good - knth (conditionally) (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung. "It's Jimin's birthday and Taehyung has to do whatever he wants. (Or where Jimin doesn't know what he wants, is what Taehyung wants too.)" Jimin has a fun time ordering Taehyung around but then he realises he wants more.  16,600 words.

A Guide to (Not) Keeping Your Relationship a Secret - skateboardsound (BTS) Taehyung/Jimin. "In which Jimin and Taehyung try (and fail) to navigate a secret relationship in a dorm with five other boys and Bangtan holds an intervention." Adorable! 4500 words.

4 Times Taehyung Fantasized About Jimin’s Thighs and the 1 Time Fantasy Became Reality - skateboardsound (BTS) Taehyung/Jimin. "Taehyung has a thing for Jimin’s thighs. It gets a little out of control." This is good. Includes shaving and a ton of sexual tension. 11,000 words.

Good things come to those who wait (and I've been waiting a while) - nieljoee (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung. "Jimin makes the unpleasant discovery that Taehyung sleep walks. To make things worst, it seems like he's actively seeking him out." Taehyung keeps sleepwalking into Jimin's bed. 9000 words.

Definitions - cest_what (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung. "“Have you ever –” Jimin says, and then stops. He lifts his elbow a little and peeks sideways at Taehyung, before he drops his arm over his eyes again." They've kissed plenty of times but Jimin is waiting for the one that actually counts. Really cute. 1000 words.

Sun and Sand - cest_what (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung. "It isn’t as though Jimin’s never thought about kissing Taehyung before." Beach time. 1900 words.

tell me how to make this better - kingenjolras (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung, Namjoon/Jin, Yoongi/Hoseok. Jimin is insecure and accidentally overdoses on anti-depressants, prompting everyone to hash everything out. Very melodramatic. 44,600 words.

YOONJIN

Worldwide Lonesome - loindexter (BTS) Seokjin/Yoongi. "After the BBMA, Yoongi starts bringing guys back to the house." Really good story about coming out and living in the public eye and idol life. Great Jin voice. 40,000 words.

the unreleased album - noctemlux (BTS) Yoongi/Seokjin. "Seokjin had never once believed that love existed in the idol industry, not when they're all hormonally charged young men who spend far too much time together in such close proximity. They had to have release in some way. So it wasn't love, Seokjin tells himself, even if Yoongi said it was." 5500 words.

the night is still young (and so are we) - pagdiwa (neko11lover) (BTS) Yoongi/Seokjin. "Summer 2012. They’re so, so close to debuting. Yoongi knows that he won’t be able to forgive himself if he let Kim Seokjin leave." 6100 words.

My Heart Has Grown Bigger - minvmin (BTS) Yoongi/Seokjin. "The fans have noticed that Yoongi and Seokjin seem to have grown apart and are blaming it on Seokjin; Yoongi wants to show them the truth. Or, five of the many times Yoongi cared about Seokjin, only five that he let the world see." established relationship. 5000 words.

Path/Road - misspamela (BTS) Seokjin/Yoongi. "“I don’t like parties,” Yoongi said suddenly, like he was confessing something. “And I’m pretty sure two people doesn’t really count as a party.” “Well, fine, if you’re going to get pedantic about it.” Seokjin threw his arm around Yoongi’s shoulders. “Then this is the best date I’ve been on in months too.”" early days! good! 2300 words.

YOONKOOK

one thing - darling (BTS) Jungkook/Yoongi. Jungkook has never been on a date so he asks Yoongi to take him on one and pretends it's real. quite sweet. 5800 words.

Past Midnight - jaqueenilini (BTS) Jungkook/Yoongi. “Hyung, where are you going?” he asks casually, positive Yoongi can see right through him. “Studio Jungkook-ah, you know this,” 3500 words.

space - misspamela (BTS) Yoongi/Jungkook. "Jungkook watches the stars and waits." 2300 words.

flower boys - siderum (BTS) Jungkook/Yoongi. "yoongi and jungkook take care of a plant together." 3000 words.

gay panic: the musical - softlyblue (BTS) Jungkook/Yoongi. "Jeongguk is a modern man, and that means he knows exactly who to go to for advice - the internet at large. Help me, he types, and then deletes it. That sounds like he's being held hostage. I think about my hyung when I jerk off Nah, too forward. My bandmate Nah, too identifying. My friend (24m) is very pretty and sometimes I (20m) think about kissing him. What do He deletes the what do bit, and then feels very proud of himself as he hits submit." My fave part was JK seeking advice from Namjoon. 4300 words.

YOONMIN

The 100-Day Love Challenge - jeosheo (BTS) Jimin/Yoongi. "For a variety show challenge, Jimin must tell Yoongi every day for 100 days that he loves him." 19,200 words.

YOONSEOK

simple + clean - jeonbenet (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "Hoseok looks at him, then at the water. “Uh.” “You don’t have to be weird about it,” Yoongi regards Hoseok’s crotch, then back to his eyes. Hoseok laughs, amazed at Yoongi’s ability to make a full-on dick scoping as casual as he just did. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” (Or: Hoseok gets seasick. Yoongi cleans him up.)" sweet. 5600 words.

you give me that rush - sobistars (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "the five times Yoongi goes for round two, and the five times he gets it. // “Hobi, Hobi,” Yoongi says again, grinning as he leans closer, and closer still. “You think it’s hot?” Hoseok nods slightly, still shy and small as he grasps the phone in his hand. “Yeah?” “Yeah, hyung…” Hoseok’s voice is small, the kind of small Yoongi loves when they’re like this. Suddenly he’s full of energy, ready to jump on Hoseok the second he says he wants it too." sweet. 4400 words.

until this cold winter ends - mariephantomhive (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "yoongi always makes sure to chase the cold away, somehow, and hoseok just wants to return the favour for once. or, five times hoseok was cold, and one time he made sure yoongi was not." super soft! 7500 words.

Back Yourself (Look in the Mirror) - KlavierRPF (KlavierWrites) (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi, Namjoon/Seokjin. "“What, does he think that now I’m out I’m going to start rapping about sucking dick?” asks Yoongi hotly, as they’re sat round the table discussing album concepts. Namjoon winces. “I mean,” says Taehyung, “you already do that.” Yoongi comes out first, but he's not the last. In fact, Namjoon's 90% sure he and Jin are the only straight ones."  7800 words.

say what you want - ignitesthestars (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "There are a lot of reasons why Yoongi shouldn’t sleep with Jung Hoseok. “You’re always so stuck in your own head.” Hoseok leans in gently, gently, knocking their foreheads together. “It’s okay to just feel. Nothing bad will happen. I promise.” The huge, shuddering breath that Yoongi sucks in at that moment feels too big for his chest, like there’s more in him than his body can contain. I promise, Hoseok says, and Yoongi can feel the truth of that down to his bones." v nice. 7400 words.

show me more - billykaplan (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "Hoseok could never get tired of Yoongi—his words, his kisses, his presence. If his love is a sea, there is no land in sight. Not anymore. Alternatively, Hoseok loves Yoongi, Yoongi loves Hoseok, and they make it work." nice canonverse fic. 19,300 words.

Whirlpool - superrunnaturall (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "what happens on vacation, stays on vacation." 11,200 words.

and the sky's the limit - pearl_o (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "It's two thousand ten (twelve, fourteen, sixteen, eighteen…) and Hoseok has something on his mind." 800 words.

Counting Pandas - anonymousloris (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "He did this sometimes. Talked in his sleep. When he was extra stressed and tense that was. Yoongi always thought that sometimes Hoseok’s body was just so ready to shut down, that it forgot to turn all the lights off before it did. Sometimes it left his mouth on.Usually it was just nonsense mumbles about dolphin embraces.From time to time, he was pretty clear." 3300 words.

even if it breaks down, oh better - misspamela (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "The worst part about Jung Hoseok was that Yoongi had never been able to ignore him." 4500 words.

A simple question - ItsaShrillFeeling (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "Yoongi never imagined himself being in a relationship until he's questioned by an Interviewer about it. He then starts to wonder why the thought never occurred to him, up until now. Which leads Yoongi to start questioning his love life and his role as a friend."  46,200 words.

you were always my favourite - jnghsk (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "A young, 16-year old Hoseok joins BigHit and finds comfort in his new friend Min Yoongi. At time goes on, he knows he's found someone who will be there for him for the rest of his life." 2100 words.

Kiss Me - merryofsoul (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "It's National Kissing Day, so naturally Hoseok has to bestow a kiss on each of his beloved members." 3200 words.

Rub Your Feelings Down My Spine - Only_A_Fangirl (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "He doesn’t let up, his hands getting even firmer, heels of his palms digging into Yoongi’s skin. Yoongi controls his breathing forcefully, but Hoseok can see through him anyway. And this is exactly why Yoongi doesn’t do massages. Yoongi closes his eyes, doesn’t want to see the little smirk on Hoseok’s face. It’s stupid. This lack of self control. When Hoseok kneads the junction between his neck and shoulder, he can’t help the blood rushing between his legs. Just can’t help it." 8000 words.

Or; - malamyszk (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "“Wait – so, you want to have a threesome? With me? And your girlfriend?” Yoongi puffs out his cheeks before releasing the air in a long exhale and settling into a smirk. “Damn Seok-ah. Thought I broke you for a second.” “Shut up. I just – Seriously?” Or; I Want You to Fuck Me & My Girlfriend, a Love Story Or; Fuckboy Min Yoongi, A Study" messy emotions about loving but hurting one another! 37,700 words.

so i'll be your candle, and i'll be your statuette - pearl_o (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Yoongi isn't sure how long they've been talking, exactly, but it's long enough to have gotten pretty fucking deep into the topic, and long enough for his slowly sobering brain to suddenly deliver the message that that hot prickly twitchy feeling is arousal, Yoongi, you goddamn idiot." 3200 words.

still here, both of us, together - Yoonseok_af (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Basically Yoongi getting sentimental and thinking about his relationship with Hoseok. And then Yoongi's thoughts make things happen." Yoongi proposes in Vegas. 3900 words.

Your Voice (My Lullaby) - aloharussia (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "Hoseok starts to think of whatever might have caused this. There wasn’t anything specific bothering him. There weren’t any fights or disturbances within the group. All of it he could blame on stress, but even so the last times he’s gotten to the point of breaking down with stress he was still able to rest, albeit with small amounts. Or; Hoseok can’t seem to fall asleep, and the only thing that can ease him into it is Yoongi’s voice." 9900 words.

Smile For Me, Not At Me - dabbleinthedrabble (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Min Yoongi has a crush on Jung Hoseok. This is a fact of life for him, but not one that he is particularly ecstatic about having had to conceal it for years on end. Upon being on holiday in Thailand he realises something that ruins him further: Hoseok is fucking gorgeous without a shirt. (In which Yoongi is angsty and more than a tad at loss with what to do with his feelings and Hoseok is even worse, and may or may not have a kink for Yoongi's smile.)" 6500 words.

The Stars - bleeding_bangtan (BTS) Yoongi and Hoseok. "In which Min Yoongi wonders if he will ever debut, and Jung Hoseok holds on to the one steady thing in his life." 2200 words.

For you, who is my everything - superrunnaturall (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "“Come on, hyung,” he urged and stood from the couch. “This will all still be here tomorrow. If you really want me to leave you alone, I will, but you did invite me in…” Hoseok pointed out with a small smirk. Yoongi looked up at him from his swivel chair as Hoseok got closer and stood between Yoongi’s legs. “So, what do you wanna do, Yoongi?” (Yoongi, Hoseok, and the Genius Lab)" fluffy smut. 9400 words.

Again - sixtieshairdo (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. They're together and fighting, but reconcile. 2000 words.

it's just a sweet, sweet fantasy - Yoonseok_af (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "We all have those little secrets we’re to ashamed to reveal, even to the people we trust the most. Min Yoongi had two secrets. First of all, he had a massive crush on his friend and bandmate Jung Hoseok. Yoongi found a solution that became his second little secret. Every now and then he’d lock himself in his studio or lay in bed, covered with a blanket, and... read fan fictions." unexpectedly cute! 4400 words.

Little Prince - Sobioppa (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. ""You slept so well, you looked like a little prince." Hoseok is Yoongi's sleepy little prince." 2600 words.

if found please return to - misspamela (BTS) Yoongi and Hoseok. "“Sope forever,” Hoseok whispers, patting clumsily at Yoongi’s hat. “Sope forever until I kill you,” Yoongi agrees." Bon Voyage 2. 1100 words.

first nights - arysthaeniru (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. Version of their first meeting in the dorm. 1200 words.

Voice - sixtieshairdo (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "“Seok-seok, you’re so cute. Your ears, especially. So very, very. Cute.” A weaker man would succumb to the temptation to kiss Yoongi whose face is too close for any friendly endeavour, but Hoseok couldn’t possibly give in, not when Yoongi’s drunk." ASMR fic. hobi loves yoongi's voice. 2700 words.

Too Far Gone - skeleton_soups (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Hoseok has been creating a space for himself inside of Yoongi's life for years now, so Yoongi's used to it by now... isn't he? -OR- How to fuck in a room full of sleeping boys." 1700 words.

worked up - sweetlyblue (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "“I’m not doing anything!” “Yeah, you are.” Yoongi bites a chunk of the snack bar off. “Seok-ah, it’s nut flavoured. I know how much you like-” “Oh my god.” “No, but really, you gotta have some.” Yoongi cracks off some of the snack bar. “You gave yours to Jiminie. Just eat the fuckin’ thing. I’m being a cute boyf- a cute hyung.” They fall into awkward silence." 1900 words.

into the morning light - realface (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "Hoseok could stop himself. He could make something up on the spot, could save himself if he actually wanted to, before he opens his mouth to blurt, “Hyung, wanna go on a date with me?”" sweet get together is also good at dating while an idol aspect. 1600 words.

What Happens In Vegas (You Never Tell A Soul) - thisissuchbts (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "They didn't-- No, no. They definitely didn't. After all, Yoongi just established that Hoseok is a relatively trustworthy drunk. He wouldn't have agreed to something like that; neither of them would. Except, oh wait, they absolutely would." accidentally married. 2200 words.

I Thought That I Was Dreaming When You Said You Loved Me - teenuviel1227 (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Hoseok clicked the link in the DM by accident. He didn’t mean to read it, to keep reading it, to let it colour his interactions with Yoongi but--how could he not? Yoongi didn’t mean to start writing it, didn’t mean for it to get so much attention. But at 80,000 hits his worst nightmare had come true in the form of a DM: Author-nim, I sent Hobi the link to your fics! Convinced that Hoseok is a) straight and b) not the kind of guy to check his DMs, he left it up. However, he can’t help but notice the way that Hoseok’s gaze lingers on him longer these days, the way he smiles wider, lets a hand casually fall over his. Or the fic where a fan sends Hobi the link to a Yoonseok fic, Hobi gets hooked, and Yoongi is the fandom’s most famous Yoonseok author." 7000 words.

feedback loop - englishsummerrain (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "He thinks they were made to fit together like this, somewhere between the bright lights of the stage and their dormitory sheets." 1700 words.

Bangtan Party Night - valaidh (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Now Yoongi leans forward to set his drink on the coffee table, gently but with clear purpose. “Okay, then, let's go.” A chorus of soft oohs bounces off the walls, and Hoseok’s brow furrows. “Wh– What do you mean, ‘Let’s go’?” “Let’s play Gay Chicken,” Yoongi says simply, the faintest hint of a challenge playing at the edges of his words." 13,800 words.

hotel walls - deadmansbones (BTS) Namjoon/Jimin, Yoongi/Hoseok. “um,” jimin begins, breaking the silence, “hyung, should we--uh--tell them?” “i-i don’t think so,” namjoon stutters, “what would we do, just knock on the door?” funny and hot. 4500 words.

Heavy Rotations - fruityblowpop (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "Hoseok just wants to get fucked, but Yoongi is a bit terrified of popping Hoseok's cherry." 12,000 words.

Holding Hands - robertpostchild (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "“God damn it.” Yoongi yelled. “Hold my fucking hand.” That sounds more like Yoongi, Hoseok thought, but he still couldn’t get his hand to release its grip on the roll bar." sweet confession on a theme park ride. 3300 words.

Hands On - fruityblowpop (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Inspired By Run BTS: COPS, in which Hoseok seems to have a neck fetish. “Seok-ah, none of us knew what we were doing –“ “No,” Hoseok interrupted again. Yoongi felt long fingers press against his throat and he swallowed hard. “I didn’t realize –“ The fingers tightened, and even though Hoseok’s grip was still delicate, nowhere near enough pressure to cut off air, Yoongi’s breath still stuttered. “Oh,” he whispered. “Yeah,” Hoseok echoed dully. “Oh.”" includes breathplay.  14,600 words.

Awkward - sixtieshairdo (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. “You really like kissing, huh?” He wonders, just for a second, if Yoongi’s making fun of him, but the blush on Yoongi’s cheeks tell him otherwise, alerts him that, perhaps, Yoongi’s unsure about his intentions and motives. He leans down, plants a kiss on Yoongi’s forehead, over his eyelids, his cheekbones, his upturned nose, his willing mouth. “Nah, I just like you.” He can feel Yoongi’s cheeks burn as Yoongi presses his face against his chest. “God, you’re so cheesy.” Awkward but very sweet first time. 2700 words.

Lonely Nights are Better with You - whenIseeUsmile (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Yoongi can't focus and he knows why. That's why he texts Hoseok. He's his rock, even though he shouldn't be. Or in which they both SHOULD JUST CONFESS ALREADY." 4700 words.

The Space between Our Beds - minvmin (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Yoongi and Hoseok become roommates. Talking ensues." 3200 words.

someday - sweetlyblue (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "In the build-up to their comeback, their biggest debut stage yet, tempers fray and relationships break and are built once more, stronger than ever." Quite good! 11,800 words.

The Quiet - Mindy (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "Four times Hoseok said I love you, and the one time he didn't." 2500 words.

inside his head - trash_yoongi (97_jiji) (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "There wasn’t a moment of realisation. It was something that slowly built. Barely present at first, maybe he felt a little more tired, a little more restless. But it was nothing out of the ordinary. Yoongi was an idol, dealing well with tiredness should be part of the job description." Yoongi has depression and anxiety. 2 stories, 10,800 words.

soft hearts, electric souls - lilacflowers (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "yoongi said he'd stay once and ended up staying each time after." 4600 words.

what's the world (without you in it) - narutoskage (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Yoongi and Hoseok have been dating for a while now and Yoongi still can't get used to how much he loves his boyfriend (and sex with said boyfriend, the sex is good). AKA hoseok eating yoongi’s ass, pwp with feelings, and yoonseok being very much in love with each other." Funny, warm sex scenes. 2300 words.

Pronouns - littleghostfantasies (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Yoongi is having problems gaining inspiration for a new song he's writing. Hoseok can help. After all, it's all about him." 2800 words.

What's in a Smile - dokyun (kissthesea) (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Rappers aren't cute, says Yoongi, and neither is Hoseok." 1400 words.

love is a place - deuxoiseaux (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi. "When Hoseok had asked Yoongi if he'd wanted to come to the cherry blossom festival, Yoongi assumed the others would be joining them. ... Together they'd caught the train and spent hours weaving their way through the trees and other people, alone. They stopped at various booths for snacks and coffee, and Hoseok slung an arm around Yoongi's shoulders, keeping him close. Yoongi didn't mind." 2400 words.

5 times Hoseok was afraid and 1 time Yoongi was - Phinphin (Hidlesworth) (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Hoseok was afraid of everything. That Min Yoongi and everyone else in the group had quickly learned. Now, while everything per say wasn’t correct, anything could scare Hoseok on a good day." Needed a good beta, but not bad. 10,900 words.

Soft Spot - nivo (BTS) Hoseok and Yoongi. "Yoongi doesn't particularly care for the well-being of the new trainee. It's just that he doesn't particularly care for prison, either, and leaving the kid to fend for himself would probably constitute criminally negligent homicide." 1700 words.

Six Kisses - imasinner (BTS) Hoseok/everyone, Hoseok/Yoongi. "It’s an unquestioned truth that Jung Hoseok loves physical affection. He’s usually the giver, brimming with love and the need to show it to his groupmates. But birthdays are about receiving, and Hoseok’s present is morning kisses. (established casual poly/ot7 ; not necessarily romantic, but not necessarily platonic either)" 2600 words.

and you did it for me - shikae (39smooth) (BTS) placeholder come and take mine Yoongi/Hoseok. "They're fine. They'll always be fine." Quiet moment and a late night convenience store. 2000 words. And the lovely companion story with the others observing and drawing their own (correct) conclusions. 2600 words.

sometimes i think that i know - shikae (39smooth) (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "The alcohol in his veins is beginning to sift the languor back into his bones. He allows himself to lean in closer, just for the leverage, and their shoulders meet easily, steadily. Hoseok’s fingers fold gently around Yoongi’s other shoulder." Yoongi realises he's in love. 1200 words.

Underneath the Starless Nights - sophia7 (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "Hoseok is in love and doesn’t know how to deal with it." Hoseok is in love with Taehyung, and Yoongi is in love with Jimin. In the closet, both sad, they turn to each other for release and comfort. Yoongi eventually wants to be boyfriends and they agree to try. It's not an epic love story and they both fuck up a lot (repetitiously, even) but they agree to try and they do love each other. 72,200 words.

Always Enough - thedirtunderyourskin (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. "To make a long story short, they argued. They argued for a long time, waking up Taehyung in the process, and to stop himself from strangling Hoseok with the dirty t-shirt he was waving in his face, Yoongi left the dorm with no coat, no phone and no money." pre-debut. 3500 words.

Funny - sixtieshairdo (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok. Hoseok has a girlfriend but he and Yoongi get off on sexts about her. Yoongi pov of triangulation. 4100 words.

OT3 & MORE, POLYAM, GEN AND OTHER

Outro - oliviacirce (BTS) OT7, Jimin-centric. "Jimin's room, 20 minutes, he texts the group chat, minus Jimin. Bring lube and snacks." 8500 words.

one plus one equals one - moonbabie (VIXX, BTS) Jaehwan/Seokjin. "4 times the boys witness something they don’t understand, and 1 time they discover everything. Or Kim Seokjin has been together and married to Lee Jaehwan for the past 6 years, and never quite got around to telling his boys. Oops?" 5900 words.

One by one - whalien_spence_52 (BTS) Jungkook. ""The hyungs filled me up one by one. And I think maybe that's how I became what I am now. I could be a manifestation of all their characters coming together." aka the one where you can watch our precious maknae grow up and mature through his hyungs' eyes." 40,000 words.

have not saints lips - monbon (BTS) Hoseok/everyone. "as seokjin stepped up, lifting his shirt to point to a bruise jimin had (accidentally) inflicted on his abs, jimin and taehyung were still arguing. “you live together!” taehyung was retorting. “his bed is twenty centimeters from yours! you spoon basically every night!” “stop trying to deflect, tae, the line is sacred and you know it!” “oh man,” said yoongi, “i dunno who lied to you you, but nothing in this house has ever been or will ever be sacred. not since i walked in on you in the bathroom after those sketchy kebabs.”" hobi is gonna kiss EVERY BOY. 1200 words.

An Experiment in Threesomes - Only_A_Fangirl (BTS) Hoseok/Jungkook/Yoongi. "Still. What does he have to lose? He’ll just tell them about his problem, like a proper dongsaeng to his hyungs, and maybe they’ll have a solution. And maybe that solution will be to have sex with him. Probably not. But maybe. So, he won’t just say ‘I want you to take my virginity’, he’ll just hope that they offer. He might also lose just a little bit of his dignity, but not much, because he’s sure they won’t make fun of him. Or, the tale of Jeongguk's virginity loss to Hoseok and Yoongi." open ending, but i felt it gave just enough and i believe in a happy future! 37,600 words.

Logical Thinking - Only_A_Fangirl (BTS) Hoseok/Namjoon/Yoongi. "“What’s the favor you wanted?” Namjoon asks. “Right,” Hoseok says. “So, I drank a little bit yesterday, and I got this really good idea. And then I sobered up and the idea was still good, so… here I am.” “What is it?” Yoongi asks. Hoseok takes a deep breath, looks at Yoongi pointedly for a few seconds, “Let me suck your dick.”" WIP at 76k now.

A Wish Your Heart Makes - oliviacirce (BTS) OT7. ""This can't be the right translation," Taehyung says, before Jungkook can do something crazy like just ask to suck Jimin's dick. Taehyung has his phone out, and is frowning as he taps the screen. "But I looked it up on Naver, and there might be something called sex pollen? Sex pollen? Like, plants?"" 16,600 words.

and i'll smile upon you too - pearl_o (BTS) Hoseok/Yoongi/Jungkook. ""what is going on right now?" yoongi says, still staring at hoseok. "i'm trying to communicate with you! like adults!" hoseok says. "you're doing a really bad job," says yoongi. "how did you picture this conversation going?" hoseok slumps until he's half lying down, letting his legs hanging over the edge of the mattress. "i was gonna tell you that i love you and that i want you to be happy and that i could be happy even if it meant...you know. sharing."" 5900 words.

Wingman - Zee (BTS) Jimin/Taehyung/Namjoon. "Any time Taehyung feels that he’s taken flirting too far, any time he does something a little daring and then needs to chicken out, he turns around and repeats whatever action it was on Jimin, as if to say see? This is just how I am all the time, with everyone, please don’t accuse me of liking you please. Like Jimin emits magic no-homo rays just by being there, or something." 4400 words.

You were holding on to make a point - bambambams (phanjessmagoria) (BTS) Hoseok/Namjoon/Yoongi. "When he exited the bathroom, sweatpants slung low on his hips, Hoseok's shirt had been removed, Yoongi's lips closed around his collarbone. Namjoon stopped short, smirking, more amused that Yoongi had waited until he was absent to start anything. He was like that, Namjoon had found—enough of a brat, even though he was the oldest of the three of them—but he knew the agreement that they had, too. He wasn't supposed to touch or kiss or lick or bite or anything until they were all together. It wasn't that Namjoon was jealous. None of them were—they, and their relationship, had evolved beyond that. It was simply that the three of them had agreed to always be just that—the three of them. Yoongi hated being left out and had been the one to propose that particular stipulation for their relationship. So, really. He should have known better."  7600 words.

Lonely Night - realface (BTS) Namjoon/Yoongi/Hoseok. "It starts, as most things in Namjoon’s life does these days, with a tweet." 2400 words.

keep me in your back pocket - misspamela (BTS and Monsta X) Yoongi/Kihyun. "“Kihyun,” Namjoon said slowly. “That friend of Hobi’s?” Yoongi couldn’t see him, but he could hear the carefulness in his tone. This was Namjoon Working Up to Something, and Yoongi felt his heart beat a little faster in anticipation." It's the pre-debut trainees talking about music and flirting fic I always wanted. 9300 words.

Can’t Look Back, Can’t Look Too Far Ahead - teenuviel1227 (BTS) Yoongi/Hoseok/Namjoon. "It started as directorial help for their sex tape--but what’s a couple to do when their bestfriend is the best at directing? Or Namjoon helps Sobi film a sex tape and gets caught up in the action too." 2700 words.

It's Just a Ride - im_your_hope (BTS) OT7, Jimin/Hoseok. "Jungkook’s mouth is hanging open, a bright pink flush on his cheeks, his eyes glued to the movements of Hoseok’s finger. Jin is leaning forward with his forearms resting on his thighs, his face more composed but clearly interested in the proceedings all the same. Namjoon’s eyes are so wide it would be funny in a different situation, his lips pursed together and his hands clenching his knees. Yoongi’s mouth is just slightly open, the corners of his lips turned up, close to becoming a full-blown smile. Next to Jimin Taehyung is leaning forward, a look of intense concentration on his face, studying every one of Hoseok’s movements. Jimin doesn’t want to think about his own expression. (Hoseok tries to come untouched.)" 3500 words.

hold me tight - hobipd (BTS) Jungkook/Hoseok/Yoongi/Namjoon. "Anyway, the thing Jeongguk likes... It might sound a bit strange for a 19-year-old boy, to be into something like this. This being BDSM. Bondage in particular." Kinky porn with feelings. 15,000 words.

Korean Spirit - sodanehobi (BTS) Namjoon and Seokjin, Yoongi and Taehyung, Hoseok and Jimin and Jungkook. "It's just another night, and the boys remember how much they rely on each other." canonverse found family. 2800 words.

got your back - bazooka (BTS) Seokjin and Jungkook. "Seokjin wasn’t really the mom. He knew he wasn’t the mom. Namjoon knew he wasn’t the mom. Everyone knew he wasn’t the mom. It wasn’t even a question; it was the roles they played, the concept for their group dynamic. He wasn’t anybody’s mom. Except, apparently, at one o’clock in the morning, when he’d been woken up by the tiniest of tiny sounds coming from the general direction of the kitchen." Jungkook has a panic attack and Jin is just playing the mom except when he actually is the mom. 2100 words.

[bajaj-nepal]

How do I Apply for Motorbike Driving License in Nepal?

If you plan to ride on public roads, you must have a motorcycle license. A motorcycle license is compulsory, and it has a number of advantages. Ride freely, you can ride freely anywhere, and you can finally get insurance coverage after you have a license of your own.

How to apply online?

The transport department in Nepal has recently launched a new site for signing up for your driving license. Here are the steps you should take to apply Driving License In Nepal.

1. Visit DOTM Website and create your account then log in and proceed to fill the form with the following information. Provide your full name, date of birth, and your personal phone number, and secure the account with your password followed by one security question.

2. After that you will be asked to fill up more personal details. Name, Date of birth, Gender, Blood group, Education, Occupation, Guardian’s name, and relationship, Nearest transportation management office

3. Your address; temporary and permanent details

4. Citizenship details; Citizenship number, Citizenship type, Issue district, Issue date, and an image of the front and back side of your citizenship

  Where to submit the document?

1.  Select driving license; Select your driving category, after selecting your desired category you will have to choose the province of your choice to submit/receive your documents. People going abroad can apply for urgent services but you need to show proof of your need.

2.  After selecting the place now, you need to pick the time for when you want to head for submitting your paperwork. After selecting your date an OTP code will be sent to your phone.

3. On entering your code, you will be directed to another page to make a payment, the payment can be done electronically, or you can get a voucher and pay it in the bank.

4. After that you will get a printout detail of your license form, which you will have to take it with you alongside your citizenship and the payment proof on the date you have picked.

5. Note: Do take a passport-size photo of yourself as well.

  Where are the places to apply for a Bike driving license in Kathmandu?

1. Yatayat office Sukedhara

2. Yatayat office Thulobharyang

3. Yatayat office Ekantakuna

  When will the Bike Trial happen?

After submitting your form, you will be called for a written test 1 – 2 days after your submission and on passing your exam the next day you will have your bike trial.

Important Notes

Please don’t forget any documents and carry 1500 to pay for taxes on the first day of submission and around 1000 on the day of your trial to pay for using a government vehicle for your practical exam.

Reference: How do I Apply for Motorbike Driving License in Nepal?

[higuchimon]

[fanfic] Pieces of Belief:  1/1

Juudai rolled the maps up and tossed them back into their storage case before he threw himself into his chair and stared balefully at the tent opening.

“What’s taking so long?” He grumbled, leaning his head back. It should have been here by now. Was he going to have to kill more people to get taken seriously around here?

It wouldn’t be the first time that he’d killed without mercy. He didn’t think it would be the last.

Truth to tell, he thought it would be the fifteenth or so. He hadn’t made a specific count, but he’d only begun his plans less than two months earlier. That hadn’t led to a lot of opportunities for vicious, savage murder.

Yubel brushed one hand against the side of his neck. “Your lunch will be here soon.”

Juudai leaned against their touch. “It had better be.” He hadn’t ever had to wait for meals when he’d lived in the palace. They came whenever he wanted them.

That was one of the issues with having fled those lies and deceptions. There were plenty of things that weren’t the same. Some of them he favored. Not having to deal with people who pretended to care about him and then …

He held back a snarl, the Light’s anger boiling up inside of him.

They didn’t deserve to live. None of them, not for a single moment. Whatever it took, he would see to it that they didn’t live.

Again Yubel touched him and he breathed out silently, trying to get himself under control. Yubel’s touch always steadied him. He leaned his head against their touch yet again.

“They don’t deserve it,” Yubel murmured. As always, they followed his thoughts effortlessly. “And we won’t allow it to happen. We will destroy them all.”

Juudai smiled at that. Yubel knew just what to say to calm him even more. Such a lovely image they posited as well. He’d admired the beauty of the world once before but no more. All of this creation deserved death.

“When?” He could feel the Light’s power within him stirring at the thought of mass destruction, chaos, and endless screams of pain.

One person’s screams of pain in particular. He did so hope they could lay hands on him before too much longer. All of his spies – and he had so many, it was so easy to persuade people to see things his way with the Light’s support – and yet they still couldn’t tell him where his target hid.

Those who could have weren’t there any more. Though if they’d been there, would he even be here now?

Juudai’s eyes glazed for a few heartbeats. His hands dropped to grip at the arms of his chair. He breathed faster, but not nearly enough air made it into him.

They’re gone. They’re gone and it’s my fault, my fault, I never should have trusted him and I did, and they’re not here anymore, and it’s because of me!

Hot, harsh tears pricked at his eyes and dripped down his cheeks, brushed away a moment later by Yubel’s gentle touch.

“Beloved, it isn’t your fault. It’s his.” Yubel reminded him. “We know what he’s like. We’ve seen it.” Their voice remained gentle but compassionate and strong. “He wanted what you’ve had all of your lives. He took that chance to rip it all away from you.”

Juudai pulled in a staggered breath. He closed his eyes and tried to get himself calm and centered, focusing on Yubel’s bolstering presence.

“It wasn’t my fault,” he murmured. “It was his. He took away what was mine.”

All of the friends that he’d had. He’d never made them easily but he had a few and then that traitor arranged for their deaths, one and all. Some of them he’d even personally killed.

Against his will, the memories flared back up, bright and shining. Innocent. Trusting. That’s what his friends had been and they’d had every right to be.

Johan was their friend too. Or so they’d always believed. The Knight of Darkness, true companion to the Prince of Light. The two of them grown up together, always at each other’s sides, ready to fight whatever stood against them.

And then a summons came, luring Juudai’s friends into an ambush. A summons from Johan.

Juudai clenched his fists. He didn’t want to think about this but the Light apparently thought that he needed a refresher course.

He didn’t. He never would. He could never, ever forget being shown it for the first time. The way that their bodies fell, the harsh copper reek that filled the air, the glazed eyes that would never open again…

And the evidence of it being Johan’s doing: the knife forged of living darkness. A weapon only he could have forged or used, caught in the bright morning light and fading away.

Yubel still soothed him, still urged him to calm. Yubel ached for the traitor’s blood as much as he did, but held him back for the moment. Mindless raging would do no good, not now.

Something stirred near the tent opening. Juudai forced himself to sit up, eyes open. It became less forced when he realized that it was his servant, bringing in lunch. He set a large silver tray, with several covered dishes, on the table, then quickly started to uncover them.

Everything smelled delicious. He’d brought a few of the palace cooks with him when he’d left the palace, so they knew what he liked best. Their resources here weren’t as good as they’d had back in those days, unfortunately.

But they made do and Juudai remained pleased with their work. Being a double incarnation of Light didn’t mean that he didn’t need to eat. In fact, he’d noticed that he ate a lot more after he’d accepted the second Light.

He started to reach for the first plate, a very finely made steak that sent up a fragrant, delicious aroma. Before he touched the first implement, Yubel’s hand came down on his.

“Yubel?” He waited. Yubel never interrupted his meals without a very good reason.

Yubel stared at the food for a few heartbeats, as the servant started to step back. Juudai turned toward him, eyes narrowed. He could feel Yubel’s rage rising, even before Yubel darted past him, wings spread wide, and slashed at the servant. Liquid splashed, cloth tore, and when Juudai looked again, the servant wasn’t his familiar servant anymore.

He was also within a few moments of dying. Yubel did their work very well and very quickly.

Someone else might have asked questions. He didn’t bother. Instead, he glanced at Yubel. “Poison?” Nothing else made sense.

“Poison,” Yubel agreed, before reaching into the attempted poisoner’s clothes and tearing out a long, sharp knife. Magic dripped off of it; if he’d touched that, or if it touched him, it would have killed him nearly at once. Yubel, unable to be harmed by any attack, stared at it balefully before snapping it in half. “A very foolish attempt at murder.”

“Johan.” Juudai breathed out the name. He stepped aside to call for the captain of his guard. He really needed no guard, but they proved useful in situations like this.

The guard stared at the body on the floor before turning back to him. “Sir?”

“I want the head removed and sent back to the palace. Then I want a replacement meal. No poison this time.” Juudai ordered. He swept the table clean with one swipe of his arm. “Understood?”

The captain swallowed. “As you wish, sir.” He didn’t wait another moment, calling for lesser ranked guards to come dispose of the body.

Juudai flopped back into his chair and sighed. Johan hadn’t ever tried anything like that before. Juudai still couldn’t believe that his former friend sank so low.

He needs to be disposed of. You wish a clean destruction to everything. He will ruin it all, and everyone.

Juudai didn’t deny the Light’s words. He wasn’t at all sure if he knew how, since the Light always told him the truth. Why deny the truth? It would just take time to get everything done, because if he didn’t do it right, then they would just have to start over again. They would be reborn. Somewhere else, sometime else.

He didn’t want that. He wanted to do it once and get it over with, not to have to start from scratch.

“Whatever you have to do, I will be with you,” Yubel assured him with a gentle smile. “You will never be without me, beloved.”

Juudai reached over to take Yubel’s hand and holding it close. Yubel burned warm against him as he pressed his lips against their fingers. “You’re stuck with me, huh?”

“And I would have it no other way.”

Juudai leaned in and pressed his lips against Yubel’s. “Neither would I.”

He’d loved Yubel since before they’d become a demonic dragon. Reality could – and would – burn but that would never change.

Notes: How much do you believe about what was said here?

[dailybnha]

BNHA SECRET SANTA (APPLICATION VIA MOBILE)

Many people seemed to have problems with the links for the event if opened via mobile so as solution hopefully we made a post! This is exactly the same text that appears in the theme page “SIGN UPS” (with missing cool Christmas decorations though) 

promo post ☆ FAQ ☆ answered questions

WHAT ARE THE REQUIREMENTS FOR THE PARTICIPANTS?

As mentioned, this is a give/receive activity, and therefore you must be able to make a gift for someone else. Make sure that you’ll have enough time for this event. We don’t want this to feel pressuring to you, so just make sure that you can enjoy this event but also commit to being someone’s secret santa. Once the match ups are decided communication is key, and if we can’t reach you that’s gonna be a problem. We kindly ask you to keep your ask box open, so we can contact you and communicate all the details!

WHAT ARE THE REQUIREMENTS FOR THE GIFTS?

fanworks (the following px dimensions refer to the width) ・ 540px must have at least 3 panels on tumblr’s photoset ・ 268px must have at least 6 panels on tumblr’s photoset ・ 177px must have at least 9 panels on tumblr’s photoset

fanfics must be at least 1500 words

fanarts ・static image (at least lineart/doodle + shading) ・animation (at least lineart/doodle + 3 seconds)

amvs must be at least 2 minutes long

playlists must include at least 10 songs

RULES

if you have signed up for the event but are not able to participate anymore message us as soon as you can, please!

don’t leave your gift until the last minute. There is a person working hard for you, so please consider how you would feel if your secret santa didn’t put effort into your gift.

please respect your giftee preferences!

adult/minor ships (ex. teacher/student), nsfw & incest won’t be accepted

DO NOT STEAL other peoples work and claim it as your own to then gift it to someone. This will immediately invalidate your participation in the event.

BE NICE! Any sort of hate towards either ships or characters won’t be tolerated. We all have different opinions but it’s important to be nice to each other. Don’t forget that this event is about having fun.

ENTRY FORM (please send us an ask/submit us a post with the following)

URL (and name)

*favourite characters (maximum of 5)

*favourite ships (maximum of 5)

wishlist (any prompts or aus) (maximum of 4)

Any characters/ships/scenes that would make you uncomfortable to work on or do not want to receive?

In case someone drops out, would you be willing to work on two gifts and be a backup? Yes or no?

*We will do our best to match you up with your #1, but if we haven’t found any, then we’ll go to your #2 and so on. It might be hard to find a match if your otp/s are rare or if your favourite character is not that popular, so it’s important you give more options!

[fortheloveofjasper]

PLEASE REBLOG: Help me make an animated series!

Questions and Answers

Question One: What actually is this?

Short answer: the short answer is that it’s going to be an animated series, based off of a roleplay, based off of Hetalia (it’s based off of a lot of things). The roleplay is being turned into a script which will be used to animate it.

Long answer: once upon a time there was a boy named Ricky and a girl named Bugs. They were so bored that everyone died! The end. Just kidding that’s not really how it went, though that is pretty close. What actually happened is we both had Hetalia fanchild OCs, some with different couples, and we decided “hey wouldn’t it be fun, hip, and cool if they all met up in some middle dimension???” We basically went from there, hashing out the details of this middle dimension and why they were there. We decided they were being chased by demons, and these demons took on the vague form of wolves. We also decided that there was going to be death, and lots of it. We didn’t quite know what we were starting, but we knew it was going to be big. The original plan was just to turn it into a fanfic and let it be, but then we were kind of inspired by HetaOni and Dreamtalia and decided “hey, we should totally make this into an animated series”! So here we are, back at square one.

Question Two: Okay, I’m interested. How do I help?

Short answer: donate, or be involved with the project by voice acting, storyboarding, music making, or animating.

Long answer: To get involved with the project on a more intimate level, you can donate, voice act, storyboard, make music, or animate. Donating is simple enough, and also gets you access to our special donor chat in our discord channel! Any amount of money donated, whether it be a dollar or a hundred dollars, will grant you access to this chat. Perks of this chat include:

Seeing episodes 3 days before they’re released to the public

Sitting in on episode editing sessions with Ricky

Getting special content, such as bloopers, deleted scenes, and more

Sneak peeks of the script and background information

If you’re more interested in actually being a part of the finished project, you can ask me (Ricky) or Bugs about being a voice actor, storyboarder, music composer, or animator! We still have a need for all of these things.

Question Three: Alright, now I’m super interested! Where do I send my donations?

You can send all monetary donations to justlittlehetaliathings@gmail.com, that’s my paypal email! PLEASE BE SURE TO INCLUDE your name, discord username if you have one, and what tier reward you’re claiming! I’ll also need your contact info if you want a fic/drawing so we can work out the details. PLEASE DO NOT include a shipping address as this is digital work, and PLEASE DO NOT send as friend/family, because I can get in trouble for that.

Any further questions about the content itself can be asked via my askbox, or email!

Rewards

5 dollar emerald reward: Your name / Alias / whatever will be featured in the credits of each episode (same with all higher donations)

10 dollar Cobalt reward: A fic that is 1500 words long approx. (May vary but likely will be over 1500 of it varies). Any pairing except incest/pedophilia. (“Incest” referring to same last name/ blood relation/ ‘cest’ in the name)

20 dollar rose reward: one (1) of the following; A 3000+ word, likely multi chapter fanfic of your choice. (Again, following the regulations above). OR a fully colored/shaded, full body drawing of your fav character/ oc (traditional, and oc must have ref)

50 dollar pumpkin reward: either both of the previous rewards, or two of one of those categories (double the size of the fic, or two drawings) same rules apply.

75 dollar lavender reward: one drawing (full body, colored, shaded, traditional) of your otp, and a full length fanfic (10+ chapters) based around it. Same rules apply.

100 dollar Diamond reward: one (1) animatic of your otp, or whatever, to your favorite song. Traditional, same rules apply.

100+ dollar gold star reward: may be discussed with either Ricky, or Bugs. Likely you will be revered as a god in our eyes, and we'll be willing to fly to your home and lick your shoes clean tbh. Also you WILL get exclusive access to the episodes three (3) days prior to public release, as well as deleted scene access before the final cut.

Note that ALL of the money we earn is going towards the project, more money pretty much means more content for you, maybe even a sequel or a second project ;)))

Please reblog even if you can’t donate or help out!

[tea-and-cardigans]

CONGRATULATIONS ON 1500 FOLLLOWERS !!! 💜💜💜 you are so talented & I love your writing and support you ✨ thanks sharing your creativity with us 👏👏 and maybe could you write something for 19 & 21 of the OTP questions?. thanks lovely 💜

Thanks so much Nonnie, this message has me blushing at my computer, you guys are all so amazing and supportive which makes it so easy to share my work with all of you.

19.  Who would cheer on the other in an act of stupidity?

This has been filled here.

21.  Who would wear the other’s clothes in public?

She tugs the flannel shirt tighter around her smaller frame, the garment swamping her as she walks into the school entry. Even though he is only across town she misses him. She worried for him being over at the Southside on his own. That she might lose him, that he might lose himself.

They hadn’t discussed the jacket, not really. Her face has shown her disapproval and her concern that he would follow in his father’s footsteps. It was true that FP Jones was not a bad man, but he had made some bad decisions. She didn’t want him to make the same ones.

His scent that lingered on the flannel brought her comfort which she desperately needed. She could hear the whispered breaths of her classmates. ‘She’s dating one of them.’ She pulled the flannel tighter, grasping the front of the shirt so tightly in her hand that her knuckles turned white. ‘Guess she really is a Serpent Slut.’ She tried not to let the words break through her armor, not to let them cut her she was a Cooper unkind things had been said about her family for years, especially the Cooper women.

She breathed a sigh of relief as she saw Kevin waiting for her at her locker. A friendly face in a sea of snickers and twisted expressions. He hugged her tightly and she accepted his embrace.

“I’m sorry Betts.” He rested a hand on her shoulder as they broke their embrace. “Just when I was starting to like the guy.” Betty managed a slight laugh at his joke, only being reminded of the fact that he wasn’t there with her. She saw something flash in Kevin’s expression as she turned back to him after entering the combination on her locker which she couldn’t quite decipher. That was until she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her torso pulling her against a strong chest that she was becoming very familiar with.

“Why do my clothes always look so much better on you?” He whispered into her ear. The smile spread across her face as she spun round to face him. Without thinking of where they were, or even who they were now she cupped his face in her hands before pressing her lips against his in a chaste kiss. His arms holding her close to him as she broke the kiss still smiling up at him.

“What are you doing here?” she asks grasping his arms tightly just to make sure he is real.

“I missed you. And apparently someone’s mom had some strong and convincing argument with the school board.”

“Looks like me and Veronica aren’t the only ones totally shipping you two. Mama Cooper has joined the team.” Kevin stated as Betty shot him a smile.

“So they said I could finish the school year here and then re-evaluate at the end of the year.”

“I’m really glad Juggie,” Betty said as she squeezed him tighter in her embrace. Suddenly thanks to her mom the rest of the school year did not seem as daunting as it once had. She was keeping this particular flannel shirt of his it seemed to be a lucky one.

[silverloreley]

What does one do when you get a review that isn’t properly bad but isn’t good either? I mean, it’s not constructive criticism, nor a “this is bad writing” or “you went OOC”, but more like “meh, it’s something”. What kind of review is that? If you don’t have anything nice (or at least useful) to say, just don’t say anything!

Long rant ahead. Feel free to ignore, I’m just venting.

I am an architect-type of writer. I pick a plot, then build and plan, merge and re-plan and build more. I think an awful lot about my stories. Everything has a meaning and a purpose. Sometimes it’s to move the plot, sometimes is to move feelings. Telling a thing like that is almost offensive to me.

It comes only second to reviews that tell you “oh, it’s a good story, except you should have made this thing this way because I think my idea is better”. Like... no? Write your own story with your idea if you think it’s good, this is mine and I use my ideas. Are some of those unoriginal? Who cares? If the story works, the idea is fine. Also, if I write a fanfiction, it’s often because I want to show my own take of the original story, so, again, I make choices for exact purposes.

Other than that, when the fanfiction in question is a crossover, changes are necessary to merge the two universes and I must pick some decisions on how to work around some problems. Namely, in this case: I am writing a Sailor Moon/Boku no Hero Academia crossover. (I took the bone idea from another ff (with the permission of the original author) and I’m having fun writing it. The premise is that when the Inners came back from the future they ended up in the BnHA world merged into it, and Usagi found out she is All Might’s daughter. It was such a good idea and the original author wasn’t updating, other than she split UsaMamo (one of my very first OTPs before I even knew what an OTP was) and made Usagi a little too rough for my taste, so...) I started writing my take of it and before I realized it, I had a base outline and seven chapters ready. When the chapters became nine I started publishing it and slowly I gained a little follow, which is lovely, but not quite the point.

I’m not the kind fishing for attention, I write first and foremost for myself, but I like sharing my words and my ideas, eventually finding like-minded people, that’s why I post them online. Otherwise I wouldn’t even go throught the trouble of writing in English (which is only my second language), I mean, I am Italian and a literature student too, it would be so much easier to produce 3000/4000 words per session/chapter in my mothertongue instead of struggling for 1500/2000 in English, no? I am much more eloquent in Italian and I sure as hell wouldn’t make stupid grammatical mistakes, I wouldn’t struggle to find the words, I could use complex syntaxis like in latin and so on. My Italian writing is another thing.

BUT some reviews criticized my use of guillemettes (those: «») for dialogues, which is the standard for books here; they told me to use Grammarly for my mistakes (not even that terrible, once the damn programm checked it was moslty typos and a few improperties) and now this? A “you are improving, one couldn’t ask for more”? What the hell does that even mean?

I had to make a precise choice in order to write this ff in a way that was congruous to the original material: tone down everything. Lexicon, syntaxis, descriptions, emotions, everything is stripped to a minimum in order to not make it too heavy for the reader, but also for me. I did it this way to produce more scenes and more interactions between the characters, to move the plot faster than I usually do, because my normal pattern would have made my job longer and harder and the story itself would have been less enjoyable in comparison to the sources.

But sure, tell me it’s “good enough”. That my efforts to write in a language that I don’t hear and speak everyday aren’t enough. Tell me I have to adapt to your formatting instead of mine (which is ridiculous, because you’d never mistake thinking and speaking if I use different marks, while using only the “” is damn confusing). Tell me that the way I fix the holes the author created almost intentionally in a story still ongoing such as BnHA are “close enough” to the source that doesn’t clear it. Tell me I should have given a character I love and cherish and have known my whole life long different traits because it’d look better if she was battle-oriented when she never was.

Whatever. I’m writing this for me and for the ones who can appreciate it just the way it is. I did too many concessions already by tuning down my style and writing in a language that isn’t mine to begin with.

[tea-and-cardigans]

1500 followers OTP Questions.

Well I can’t believe it but I have hit 1500 followers. thank you to everyone who has supported my writing in one way or another. I appreciate each and very one of you and am so grateful to be part of this wonderful fandom.

(I have been waiting for an opportunity to use that gif for so long)

To celebrate I have below another OTP questions list from the wonderful @the-moon-dust-writings seriously her OTP questions and prompts are amazing and if you are ever stuck for an idea I suggest you head on over and take a look.

Send me an ask with a number and I will attempt to write a short drabble based on the prompt (although sometimes I do get a little carried away and it turns into more.) Past OTP question fills can be found on my master list at the top of my blog.

1.  Who in your otp had the Emo phase in high school? 2. Who loves breakfast foods? 3.  Who washes the dishes while the other dries? 4.  Who likes to drive? 5.  Who is more organized? 6.  Who likes to go outside and who is the hermit? 7.  Who gets super excited about everything? 8.  Who likes to eat spicy food? 9.  Who is the one who kills the bugs?

10.  Who loves to cook? 11.  Who is the one who gets the other to try new things? 12.  Who likes PDA more? 13.  Who would go and do something stupid for 20.00$?  14. Who is the one who eats too much? 15.  Who is the one who lies awake at night if they don’t have the other’s arms around them? 16.  Who would be the one to cry at their wedding? 17.  Who buys all the parenting books? 18.  Who is the one that tries to cook but can’t? 19.  Who would cheer on the other in an act of stupidity?“ 20.  Who would get the tattoo of their lover’s name?” 21.  Who would wear the other’s clothes in public? 22.  Who is the caring one who would do anything for you in an instant? 23.  Who constantly laughs at themselves? 24.  Who brings home a stray dog and begs the other to keep it? 25.  Who proposes? 26.  Who takes forever in the bathroom? 27. Who bounces their leg up and down constantly? 28.  Who is the one who doesn’t study and aces their exams? 29.  Who is the one who can’t stop laughing when they are tired?